I remember seeing a short trailer on TV for this third instalment, I said to someone that it was meant to be rubbish, it was only years later I realised that was true to life, from director Simon Wincer (Free Willy). Basically Michael J. "Crocodile" Dundee (Paul Hogan) and girlfriend Sue Charleton (Linda Kozlowski) have settled into a life living in Mick's home country of Australia, along with their son Mikey (Serge Cockburn). Sue has been contacted by her father who owns a newspaper, and he needs her to return home to America to help on an article, and Mick with Mikey in tow come along with her. They are now in Los Angeles, California, where the newspaper article leads Sue to a sleazy film producer, and Mick gets a job as a monkey wrangler at the Hollwood studio he owns. This is obviously an undercover thing, while at the same time there are the small occasions where Mikey and his father are the fish out of water like before. The big cover looks like a big drug deal, and it involves some pricey paintings, and in the end Mick foils the plan and stop the gangsters, and Mick and Sue with their son return to Australia to officially marry. Also starring Jere Burns as Arnan Rothman, Jonathan Banks as Milos Drubnik, Alec Wilson as Jacko, Gerry Skilton as Nugget O'Cass, Steve Rackman as Donk, David Ngoombujarra as Arthur, Aida Turturro as Jean Ferraro, Paul Rodriguez as Diego, Mike Tyson and George Hamilton. With the second film being made thirteen years before, and Hogan being sixty two years old, it was pretty obvious this might not work, it is a ridiculous story that repeats all the once charming laughs with the out of place outlander, and I agree not even the catchphrase "No worries, mate" sparks a smile, a boring and pointless comedy adventure. It was nominated the Razzie for Worst Remake or Sequel. Poor!
Review of Crocodile Dundee in Los Angeles
