A garbage strike has left the Bundys with sacks of trash in their living room, so Kelly and Bud devise a novel way to get rid of it: a catapult. Al signs up with the National Guard reserves to get away from his family, but basic training is cut short so the new recruits can go on a mission: help clean up Chicago.
In short, this one is rubbish.
A lot of the predictable (and not very funny) gags revolve around Al and Griff being totally unsuited to life in the army, the men too old for the physical challenge. There's an R. Lee Ermey-style drill sergeant who makes life hard for the guys, but when the chips are down and the sergeant needs help under fire, Al shows that he's no candy-ass shoe salesman. It's all way too stupid for my liking, especially when Griff is hit by an egg, thrown by the striking garbage men, and acts like he has been mortally wounded.
And, yes, Bud does get thrown through the air by the catapult.
In short, this one is rubbish.
A lot of the predictable (and not very funny) gags revolve around Al and Griff being totally unsuited to life in the army, the men too old for the physical challenge. There's an R. Lee Ermey-style drill sergeant who makes life hard for the guys, but when the chips are down and the sergeant needs help under fire, Al shows that he's no candy-ass shoe salesman. It's all way too stupid for my liking, especially when Griff is hit by an egg, thrown by the striking garbage men, and acts like he has been mortally wounded.
And, yes, Bud does get thrown through the air by the catapult.
