Dynamite Chicken is a 68 minutes-without-credits montage of annoying, pointless “comedy” bits. It’s very aptly named, because this movie is an unfunny, disjointed, poorly shot, aimless mess—just like if you actually dynamited a chicken! (Don’t dynamite a chicken.)
The “idea” of the film seems to be that it would be “funny” to stich together material from many sources—to wit:
1. Richard Pryor walks the streets with a basketball, riffing on any subject that comes into his head. This is the most entertaining portion of the film. I would gladly watch footage of Richard Pryor sleeping.
3. Famed improvisational comedy troupe The Ace Trucking Company performs several unfunny skits. We follow an obscene phone caller, we are privy to an actor's audition, we witness the filming of an Aqua Velva aftershave lotion commercial, etc. (Could this be Fred Willard's first feature film appearance?)
4. Mini-documentaries explore the Burger King hamburger franchise and haircuts.
5. A series of naked women audition for roles in a series of classical plays.
6. Paul Krassner performs a bastard hybrid of college lecture/stand-up comedy/ bullshittery. At one point, he suggests that coffee causes DNA damage. (Actually I looked it up; there are medical studies that confirm this, babies.)
8. Actor Ron Carey (High Anxiety) dresses as a priest and dances in front of a church to the song "God Loves Rock N Roll." We later see him walking out of a porno theater in Times Square. Hi-larious!
9. Marshall Efron extols the merits of "Yippie Protest Helmets."
10. Andy Warhol is interviewed for less than one minute.
11. Tuli Kupferberg (yes, THAT Tuli Kupferberg) performs a tasteless skit about a violent police officer.
12. Five minutes of amateur news footage from John Lennon and Yoko Ono's famous honeymoon "Bed-In For Peace." At one point the camera zooms in on the pajama-clad Lennon picking his foot. From this day forward we shall refer to Dynamite Chicken as "that film where Lennon picks his foot."
That's about it. Oh, and also Sha-Na-Na. Of course.
The sad part is, I am afraid this list of skits 'n' bits actually makes the film sound BETTER than it is, and here is why: less a film than a laundry list of trendy topics, Dynamite Chicken is ultimately rendered meaningless by too many snot-nosed montages and too much film school gim-crackery. The film might have worked as an instantly dated look at the late 1960s/early 1970s zeitgeist… if only ANY single segment had been allowed to continue uninterrupted for more than three minutes. The Richard Pryor monologues, the Ace Trucking Company bits, the Paul Krassner talks are all spread out across the film—and are constantly interrupted by other material that is then also constantly interrupted. The film resembles an ADHD patient surfing between thirteen different channels while cooking a pancake breakfast, or a speed freak given the job of editing together a documentary on the counterculture while it’s happening. Sheesh.
1. Long hair is good.
2. Smoking grass is great.
3. The police are bad.
4. Older people are clueless morons.
5. Sexism is bad.
6. Racism is bad.
7. Nixon is the worst.
8. Everyone likes to look at naked women (I know, this seems to negate #5)
9. Profanity is delightful and "swear words" are always funny, all by themselves.
10. Religion is a con game.
11. Unfunny comedy is funny, as long as it reflects the attitudes of the filmmakers.
12. Forty-four years after its release, Dynamite Chicken will make JB feel OLD.
Don't believe me? Watch it for yourself. Bet you don't make it past the fifteen- minute mark, babies. Also, in case I did not make myself clear, do NOT dynamite a chicken. Trust me on that.