Tucker: The Man and His Dream, 1988 (dir. Francis Ford Coppola)
SYNOPSIS: Preston Tucker (Bridges) basically invents cars and wholesomeness with the help of the Pleasantville Milf, Father Guido Sarducci and a pre-cube gleaming Christian Slater. Martin Landau reprises his role as the oldest cast member in all of the movies. The film follows Tucker as he tries to make all his American Dreamz come true by buying a factory in Chicago and trying to introduce the city to a new industry… so it is basically a tragedy… except for the part where all the cars in the movie belong to Coppola and George Lucas and a lot of facts about Preston Tucker being a grifting fraud a-hole are suppressed so that the value of all those cars goes up and they can sell them all off to make personal projects like Star Wars video games and the shittiest third of New York Stories.
BOTTOM LINE: Tucker:Cars::The Hudsucker Proxy:Hula Hoops
I saw this when it first opened at a United Artists’ theater near White Settlement Road (relax, this was in the South so it’s okay). I remember the film being advertised as a big epic full of themes (runtime 110 minutes) so I was pretty proud of myself for not getting tired and bored. I still get a lot of the workshop/garage scenes mixed up with parts of The Rocketeer.