It was 15 years ago that audiences across the nation were dazzled with the first Crocodile Dundee and it has been 13 years since the successful sequel did a repeat ambiance version. Together the two movies grossed about $610 million.
Now after all those years and changes within the entertainment of movies, crocodile hunter Paul Hogan once again delivers society an enjoyable family-flick.
The opening sequence is set in Walkabout Creek (population: 20), where astonishing crocodile hunter extraordinaire Mick Dundee is at his old tricks hunting and taming Australian Outback animals.
Whether he is attempting to slash a crocodile, or taming wild pigs he has not lost his touch and he is as sheltered as ever.
It is not until his live-in girlfriend of more than a decade, Sue Charleton (played again by Hogan’s real-life wife Linda Kozlowski) is asked to take over one of her father’s newspaper chains in Los Angeles due to the untimely death of the editor. The two of them, along with their 9-year-old son Mikey (Serge Cockburn), make way to Los Angeles.
Mick is his usual nice, never-gets-mad self along with his son who has never seen the big lights of a major U.S. city. The two decide to tour LA getting into every possible pickle, from stopping LA traffic for a skunk to trying to kill a robotic snake because they don’t know the difference, during their adventure.
Meanwhile Sue attempts to uncover a story about a shady film company that the prior editor was digging around. It is then that she stumbles on a scheme in which money-losing movies are made in order to cover up a serious scam by the production company
It is not until Mick goes from crocodile hunter to undercover detective that the laughs are even more frequent. Mick sets out as a extra on the recent movie set to find out exactly what’s going on, and that’s when they discover that the film company is conducting a huge smuggling operation.
Although “Crocodile Dundee in Los Angeles” is doubtful to get any strong reviews or even make the top movie list, most would rather their children idolize a crocodile hunter, than people like Tom Green in “Freddy Got Fingered” or David Spade in “Joe Dirt,” which are the recent films to entertain children.
One can’t help but love the crocodile hunter even if he needs a bit of acting ability. His sheltered life makes him oblivious to hard-core gangs and cowboy gay bars.
If you just want a good wholesome family flick this is up to par, but if you are looking for it to be classic like its two successors, then you may need to think twice.
