Wild Hogs
I didn’t have much interest in seeing Wild Hogs, but it was funny and diverting fare, and sometimes that’s just what you need. Tim Allen plays a dentist stuck in a rut, William H. Macy is a computer programmer who’s both generally clumsy and especially awkward around women, Martin Lawrence is bossed around by not only his wife but also his daughter and mother, and John Travolta has lost his supermodel wife and million-dollar home. All are in need, they decide, of a road trip on their Harleys. The laughs come from sight-gags and the juxtaposition of four geeky middle-aged suburbanites with a cross-country motorcycle road trip. Feeling cool cruising down the open road one minute, the next they are feeling cold huddled under a plastic sheet for protection from the pouring rain. And of course there is the inevitable encounter with a gang of none-too-friendly bikers led by Ray Liotta. The earnestness of the four buddies and their naive hope in an open-road cure for their mid-life doldrums are endearing.
Now if you’ll excuse me I’ve gotta go check the motorcycle section of the classified ads.