







I had this mentally filed under “one joke stretched to feature length” — but it turns out Spaceballs is funnier and more affectionate than I remembered.
Mel Brooks understood that Star Wars was already slightly ridiculous, and the film works best when it nudges that absurdity rather than simply pointing at it. Rick Moranis is the standout, and Dark Helmet is the sharpest thing in it. The merchandising gag, in particular, hits harder in the Disney era than Brooks could have intended.
John Candy brings enough warmth to stop it collapsing into a sketch show. The pacing is the problem: Brooks occasionally loves a joke so much he runs it for a full minute after the laugh has gone.
Not top-tier Brooks. Still, the whole film is funnier now than in 1987 — forty years of sequels, prequels and spin-offs have turned several throwaway gags into accidental prophecy. The Schwartz remains surprisingly strong with this one.