1 06 2007

Ever watch a movie from the 1980’s (or otherwise) and notice a bunch of people who are now famous or at least semi-famous playing small roles, even extras? I sure do.

I was watching “Crocodile” Dundee II today.

The DEA agent that is sent to follow Mick is none other then Steven Root. I was watching the scene with my eyes closed (really, I was attempting a nap), and I heard a familiar voice. My first thought was: “Milton is in this movie? No way!” But it turns out that Milton was not in the movie, it was just a younger Steven Root playing a DEA agent. As it turns out, his acting hasn’t changed much over the years.

Also some people of note:

Charles S. Dutton is “Leroy Brown,” who is apparently the baddest man in the whole damn town.

Luis Guzmán is “Jose,” the lovable Columbian thug.

And here is a coincidence: Dutton and Guzmán were both in the “Prodigal Son” episode of Miami Vice in 1985, 2 years before this film. Then again, so was Edward James Olmos, Pam Grier, Penn Jillett, and even Gene Simmons (Yes, the KISS Gene Simmons). That must have been one important episode of Miami Vice.

Back to “Crocodile” Dundee II.

Tatyana Ali (Ashley from Fresh Prince of Bel-Aire) was the “park girl.” I didn’t specifically notice her, but she’s listed on the credits.

Moving on, it turns out that Colin Quinn was also in the film, playing that one douche that shows up to Rico’s mansion late, wearing a suit. Who the hell wears a suit to a “Lets watch that Aussie dude save his girlfriend from a Columbian drug lords mansion on Long Island” party anyway?

Speaking of that portion of the film, one could call it the “first resolution.” The first time I saw the movie, I was sure that once the mansion was overtaken by hoodlums and Mick saved his woman that the movie was over. Not yet pal, there is still another resolution to sit through.

Finally, one obvious appearance (at least to me) was Susie Essman as the subway tour guide. If ever there was a woman whose voice could be recognized through multiple layers of sound proof glass, foam, or concrete, it is her. Or maybe Fran Drescher.

Fran Drescher.  I hate that woman.   I hope one day she laughs so loud that she cracks her own skull.




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