Planes, Trains, and Automobiles

I miss comedies like this. John Candy was in a league of his own, and we’ve not had anybody like him before or since. Sadly, the chemistry between Martin and Candy hasn’t been matched either. Dinner for Schmucks attempted this formula, and it fell flat. There was something about how Candy could irritate you, but continue to hold your empathy. Carell was unable to do that. John Hughes passing left a huge void, and I’ve yet to see it filled. The same can be said about Candy.