The Naked Gun
The Naked Gun
Only one man has the particular set of skills... to lead Police Squad and save the world: Lt. Frank Drebin Jr. Following in his father's footsteps, he must solve a murder case to prevent Police Squad from shutting down forever.
prob1788 reviewedSeptember 3, 2025
Dearest Mother,
I pray this letter finds you well. Last evening, while stationed in this strange year of 2025, I was granted the rare chance to sit down and witness a motion picture they call The Naked Gun. A continuation of the old comedies from our youth, though with new faces donning the uniforms of the foolish.
The experience was both a comfort and a trial. Comfort, because the spirit of slapstick survives even here in this weary age— pratfalls, absurd disguises, and jokes fired off in volleys so relentless they felt like musket shot. Trial, because not every round hit its mark. Some gags misfired, lying cold upon the field, yet the sheer determination of the cast carried the charge onward.
The lead actor, bearing the mantle once held by the late Leslie Nielsen, fought valiantly to honor the old commander’s memory. He stumbled through chaos, explosions, and misunderstandings with the bravery of a man who knows dignity is a small price to pay for laughter. His straight face in the midst of calamity reminded me of the stoicism we soldiers practice under shelling—only here, the shells were banana peels and poorly parked cars.
The humor, Mother, was both crude and clever, sometimes in the same breath. It reminded me that in war and in life, one must laugh lest despair overtake the camp. The theater itself erupted often, though not with uniform precision. Still, when it struck true, the laughter rang louder than cannon fire.
In closing, I would not call this new Naked Gun a perfect campaign, but rather a skirmish fought with heart. For all its uneven footing, it carried the banner of parody high, reminding us that even in grim times, folly has its place. Should you find yourself near a cinema, I advise you to enlist in its viewing—it may not win the war, but it will lift your spirits for an evening.
With love and laughter from the front,
Your devoted son.