Creaky as hell but you know something? Watching it at eleven at night it has its charms - the movie just wants to entertain, even if at a moronic level, and I guess I have a nostalgic attachment to the jokes: Tackleberry's violent in-laws, Hooks whimpering then yelling, Jones making noises, Mahoney sexually harassing women, Zed struggling to get out a sentence, Sweetchuck bumbling over things, visits to the Blue Oyster, Callaghan showing off her boobs, Hightower doing nothing much other than be tall, etc etc. They kept repeating those suckers with an intensity that would have put off writers of 70s British sitcoms.
This has perhaps the best cast of the series - in addition to the regulars (Steve Guttenberg, Bubba Smith, Michael Winslow, etc) there's the return of G W Bailey and early appearances from Sharon Stone, David Spade (along with Brian Backer, hilariously miscast as a juvenile delinquent) and Tony Hawk; Corinne Bohrer is very winning as Bobcat Goldthwait's new love interest. That gives it some novelty.
To be honest this is pretty bad, but it's better than the films in the series that followed.
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