Treasure of the Rubbermaids 5: The Underhill Account
The on-going discoveries of priceless books and comics found in a stack of Rubbermaid containers previously stored and forgotten at my parent’s house and untouched for almost 20 years. Thanks to my father dumping them back on me, I now spend my spare time unearthing lost treasures from their plastic depths.
I don’t know what it is in the DNA of American males that makes so many of us quote movies incessantly. There are certain friends of mine that I can have entire conversations with that consist of nothing but repeating lines from films like Animal House, Caddyshack, Ghostbusters and a hundred others. One of the all-time richest veins of movie quotes is Fletch.
After the movie came out in 1985 my friends and I watched it dozens of times on video and my fifteen year old self was delighted to learn that there was a whole series of books that the movie was based on. I found a movie tie-in copy that made me giggle with glee at the prospect of getting whole books of more Fletch stories.
However, the book and the movie have some serious differences that threw me for a loop. As readers we’ve all been disgusted when a movie version of a book we love made stupid changes that ruined what we liked about it. Very rarely, a movie may make some changes that improve the story. Fletch is an odd case because in some ways the movie is very much like the book, but at the same time it isn’t. Yet both ended up being remarkably good. Weird, huh?
The main plot of both remains the same. Irwin Fletcher is a smart ass investigative reporter who has gone undercover as a junkie to find the source of a drug epidemic at the beach. In his role as an addict Fletch is approached by a wealthy man named Alan Stanwyk who makes him an incredible offer. Stanwyk claims to be dying of cancer and has set up an elaborate plot to have someone murder him so that his insurance won’t be nullified by suicide. The offer to kill him comes with a large sum of money and an elaborate escape plan.
Fletch plays along and agrees to kill Stanwyk. Then he embarks on a clandestine investigation to find out if the man really is dying of cancer while still trying to figure out the source of the drugs on the beach as his editor demands that he print what he already knows.
Sounds like the movie, right? Yes and no. Because while the main plot is the same it’s Chevy Chase’s portrayal of Fletch that changes the tone. While this remains one of his best movies Chase was essentially doing what he always did - acting like Chevy Chase. He’s a quick witted smart ass who occasionally behaves like a complete doofus. The running gag of him pretending to be various people lets him act like an idiot while still being the smug guy who is playing everyone.
The Fletch of the book is also a quick witted smart ass, but he isn’t a goofball. While he frequently lies about his identity to get information there’s no silly disguises or acting the fool. This Fletch is also a Vietnam vet with more problems than the Chevy Chase version. His fights with his incompetent editor are more serious and not playful, and the alimony of two failed marriages is a real problem and not just a joke.
And to be blunt, the book version of Fletch is kind of a prick. (From what I’ve read about Chevy Chase he is also kind of prick, but he didn’t showcase that in this movie.) Fletch is the kind of guy who threw his ex-wife’s cat out a seventh story window when he got sick of the cat smell and doesn’t apologize for it. He’s funny but mean to most of the people he deals with. Granted, many of them are assholes, but book Fletch is a bit nastier than Chevy Fletch.
And this Fletch does things like shack up with a fifteen year runaway prostitute. The book never makes it clear that he was having sex with her, but they are sharing a sleeping bag so while there is a feeling that maybe he was trying to protect her and his cover it’s still pretty damn creepy.
The book also ends differently with a much darker twist than the movie version did. All in all, it seems like Hollywood took a good mystery with some funny lines and a dark undercurrent to it, including a flawed main character, then they sanded off the rough edges and brought in Chevy Chase who did what worked for him rather than making an effort to portray it as written in the book.
What we got was a movie that concentrated on the humor and became a comedy classic while the book remains a good crime story that will probably leave fans of the movie who read it slightly unsettled at some of it’s darker plot twists.