Worst of British

Mad Dogs and Englishmen (Shameless U.S.) Review

Funny how a film showing the depravity of drugs made me want to do them as I was so desperate for stimulus by the end of it. This Europudding which pretty much showcases why Liz Hurley’s career as an actress flatlined, came out in the early 1990s. I remember seeing the video cover for this in a small rental store in Worcester, England, 15 years ago. My girlfriend at the time was disgusted by a quote, from The Sun( a British tabloid)-‘Liz Hurley gets them out.’ Sadly after watching it, I realized the paper was spot on, Hurley’s breasts are the only point, or points of interest in it. If only we had repeated scenes of them rather than the interminable ones of her taking drugs. About the only other thing that briefly creates any interest, in this case also unintentionally amusing, is some of Joss Ackland’s facial expressions( almost as unfettered as he is in the Pet Shop Boys Always on my Mind video, and about as suble), when he doesn’t like someone, when he’s raping Hurley, very unconvincingly, and C. Thomas Howell’s jacket that looks like a Starsky and Hutch reject. Howell is supposed to be the cool American, but his look(Faith era George Michael spliced with 1993 circa John Bon Jovi), is so dated he might as well be preserved in amber. It was probably dated by the time the film came out, or rather escaped. There is a brief hope of a kickstart from a camp beyond the call of duty Jeremy Brett, but he’s not used nearly enough and has no real good lines to sink his teeth into. In the lexicon of drugs movies, if Trainspotting is Citizen Kane, then this is Police Academy 6, and I may be being generous. 1/10 for Hurley’s breasts.