John Brooks Obviously this isn't meant to be a comedy classic. It's merely the third volume in the 'The Naked Gun' series, and the old gang is at it again and there are no surprises in that, but this being said it should still be accountable for what it actually is as a film, while keeping it in context. This is actually fine to watch for about the first hour, but then one needs to really get complacent with it to get through the rest of it. The jokes are cheesy but fun, but it definitely becomes a bit tedious even with good intentions from the viewer as we're given more and more of the same, and the movie would've benefited from a little bit more material to fill this fun little ride up. 5.5/10.

room102 Starts OK, but goes from bad to worse. The last third is pretty Unwatchable.The script can't handle even a short movie of 82 minutes (of which 7 minutes are end credits!). Seems like something went wrong there. In addition, it has too many references to other movies and they are also way too long. There are simply too many cheap laughs.O.J. Simpson and Anna Nicole Smith are simply awful.This is a pretty weak ending to the trilogy, which is a shame since the first movie was hilarious (and IIRC so was the TV series on which it's based).

SnoopyStyle Frank Drebin (Leslie Nielsen) is now retired. Jane Spencer (Priscilla Presley) is a high powered D.A. but she has baby on the brain. Ed Hocken (George Kennedy) and Nordberg (O.J. Simpson) ask Frank to go undercover to take down a gang of terrorists planning to detonate a bomb at the Academy Awards.Sometimes a character needs to go into retirement. This is the case for Frank Drebin. It's not that the franchise has changed. In fact, the humor remains very similar. The public is just done with this character. The effort is still there with only David Zucker returning as writer. Leslie Nielsen is still inappropriately funny. The 'Untouchables' opening is lots of fun, but it's time for the franchise to go away. The franchise could never continue anyways after the OJ Simpson murder trial.

thesar-2 Look, I'm just not going to spend too much time on this (mostly) piece of crap. Naked Gun 33 1/3: The Final Insult suffers many defeats, probably the first/foremost: The absence of the original ZAZ (Jim Abrahams, David & Jerry Zucker) creators who brought you the masterpiece Airplane!, the way above average The Naked Gun: From the Files of Police Squad! and the mostly funny Top Secret! Them, like the police chief in the first two Naked Gun's knew well enough to distance themselves.Sure, it defeats some comedy disasters: unbelievably, it gets better as the movie progresses. How much better? Well, start on the absolute cutting room floor and work your way up a few inches. So, there were a few, I'll admit, funny segments in the 2nd half to finale, but most fell flat. Such as "Where's Waldo" – REALLY?!? – and an actual "Beavis and Butt-Head" tribute? Gimme a break.I failed to mention to amount of homophobia in the previous two chapters. This one tops the other two threefold. Yeah, I get one was mocking The Crying Game – duh, but it's still not a pleasant thing to see, when it's this vicious and not simply funny.I'll quickly skim the plot: Jane (Presley) and Frank (Nielsen) are fighting and leaving each other..again. Frank is also leaving Police Squad behind, as all movie cops have to retire somewhere in the story line. And some bad guy in jail (Ward) plans a break out, with Frank's help in the slammer undercover and metal-wrapped to avoid gay-sex in the showers. Ha ha ha ha ha ha and ha. No, I'm really not laughing at prison "dropping the soap" jokes. Literally – they went there.Anyways, the target is the Academy Awards for no other reason to blow up the place because this movie won't come close to winning any awards.Now that it appears I've completely bashed this movie, I will say there are a few funny moments: Jane's exit from Frank – really hilarious as were the fake movies and presentations at the Oscars. There were a few tiny, tiny moments sprinkled, but NOT ENOUGH for a recommendation.Seriously, this movie, despite some moderately funny moments, felt eerily spliced together and most as an afterthought. Even the Oscar fake movies, as humorous as they were, seemed rushed. This movie gets no endorsement from me, and thank goodness this would be the last – mark my words: I guarantee neither Leslie Nielsen or George Kennedy will anytime soon be appearing in a fourth movie, much less any feature length film. And you can forget about O.J. Simpson – who hilariously plays a dumb and distracted cop here – once he's released, he'll undoubtedly do something else incriminating.