Uncle Buck Review

This is an overlooked movie in John Hughes series of Chicago based comedies, but one that is near and dear to yours truly’s cantankerous old ticker.

Macaulay Culkin had a remarkable childhood film career, and by all accounts, a disastrous childhood. Aside from his two very successful featured roles in the Home Alone movies, I believe this movie to be his best work. Much of that can be credited to the late John Candy with whom Culkin displayed tremendous chemistry here.

This is one of my favorite childhood movies, and one I’ve watched enough to quote by heart. Candy plays the deadbeat brother of Bob, a family man who lives in a nice house with a nice wife in a nice neighborhood and who happens to raising three lovable little hellions.

One day when Bob’s wife, Cindy, gets news that her father has had a heart attack, they discover, to their horror, that the only person available to babysit their children while they tend to this emergency is none other than Mr. Buck Russell himself.

Buck is an enormous man who chain smokes cigars, drives a car that seems like it might just explode on a backfire and take out an entire city block any second, and is generally a likable bar fly kind of character.

The movie is predictable and cloying in many parts, and features a storyline that is far from original, but Candy has just the right amount of charm to pull it off without a hitch.

That and there are many great little scenes and subplots here such as the washing machine bit, punching the clown in the face, and way too many to spoil in one brief little review here.

I give everyone my most hearty of endorsements for this flick. Go see it, or else I might just have to get my hatchet out of the trunk and perform a ritual killing. Uh-hee-hee-hee-hee.

Uncle Buck gets a four out of five: GREAT.

William McPherson

Professional freelance writer, who also writes blogs, reviews, and assorted nonsense at Vortainment.com

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