Cast overview, first billed only: | |||
Chris Rea | ... | Harry Sterndale | |
Felicity Kendal | ... | Jill Saunders | |
John Cleese | ... | Maurice Walpole | |
Bob Hoskins | ... | Gerd Layton | |
Diana Rigg | ... | Lisa | |
Ben Kingsley | ... | Renzo Locatelli | |
Joanna Lumley | ... | Freda | |
Oliver Reed | ... | Jamie Campbell-Stewart | |
Gareth Hunt | ... | Inspector Bass | |
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Nicholas Gecks | ... | Detective Constable Ray |
Patrick Ryecart | ... | Cleverley | |
Peter Davison | ... | John | |
Nicky Henson | ... | Askew | |
Caroline Langrishe | ... | Vanessa | |
Edward Hardwicke | ... | Dr. Joseph |
Harry just found out he only has a short time to live - but for his enemies, their prognosis looks even worse. Ben Kingsley and Bob Hoskins are among the many talents in this star-studded cast, which also includes John Cleese, who shine in this hilarious black comedy about getting even - and getting away with it. When the doctors tell failed photographer Harry Sterndale to get his affairs in order, he does just that - with a vengeance. With nothing to lose, he embarks on a rampage of outrageously bad behavior. From the friend who stole his ideas to his unfaithful wife, Harry is out to give everyone who ever "done him wrong" something to remember him by: exactly what they deserve.
Foremost in my mind when approaching Parting Shots was the fact that I had never seen a Michael Winner film before. Nope, not even Death Wish. I was aware of his reputation, though. Tory, tabloid columnist, worst director ever, restaurant critic (most pointless occupation ever). Bearing all this in mind, I was confidently expecting to begin this review with the words, "Michael Winner must die."
But... no can do. It's not that Parting Shots is any good - it's certainly pretty weak stuff, by any standards. It's just that it's nowhere near as unwatchably awful as so many have insisted. I've seen any number of films this year alone that are far worse than this, and the film's dated, 70's cheesiness has a certain naive appeal. Besides, any director who can get John Cleese, Bob Hoskins, Joanna Lumley, Oliver Reed and Diana Rigg, to name but a few, to appear in material of this (sub)standard must have something going for him, surely?
Parting Shots isn't the worst film ever. It's not even the worst film ever to star Bob Hoskins. It's just an utterly harmless instance of a bunch of ageing luvvies getting together, having a few laughs, and making a little film to show the grandkids. Not a menace, just an irrelevance, so ignore it and it'll soon go away.