Crackerjack
A few laughs but mostly a shambles of lazy acting and plotting and nowhere near the stellar heights of Priscilla (owing to it's being marketed as another comic dig at an Australian institution - in this case, lawn bowls).
Loser Jack (Molloy) is a member of the local bowling club only so he can park for free to go to work. When numbers are short and the club needs an extra bowler to win a tournament and hold off a hostile takeover by a rival club, they call on him.
A fish-out-of-water comedy ensues before the film and protagonist find their inevitable and predictable heart, getting the girl and vanquishing the villain with a nod to the great father/son symbioses of movies past, thanks to club captain Stan (Hunter).
The acting is mostly awful, the laughs are mostly forced, the plot is a meandering mess we haven't seen a million times, and all concerned should have stuck to stand up comedy or radio (with the exception of Bill Hunter, who might just have been desperate for another Muriel's Wedding).
Loser Jack (Molloy) is a member of the local bowling club only so he can park for free to go to work. When numbers are short and the club needs an extra bowler to win a tournament and hold off a hostile takeover by a rival club, they call on him.
A fish-out-of-water comedy ensues before the film and protagonist find their inevitable and predictable heart, getting the girl and vanquishing the villain with a nod to the great father/son symbioses of movies past, thanks to club captain Stan (Hunter).
The acting is mostly awful, the laughs are mostly forced, the plot is a meandering mess we haven't seen a million times, and all concerned should have stuck to stand up comedy or radio (with the exception of Bill Hunter, who might just have been desperate for another Muriel's Wedding).