I think this is a new genre that they're all sort of working their way through it and haven't got all the kinks worked out yet but it's a genre that works for me.

A great movie, one of the best of this year. There was a bit of confusion at one point in the plot, but nothing serious.

Let me be very fair here, this is not the best movie in my opinion. But, this movie is fun, it has purpose and is very enjoyable to watch.

Great example of an old-fashioned, pure-at-heart escapist event movie that doesn't pretend to be anything that it's not and has boat loads of fun being its own ludicrous self.

If you were to show this nightmare to death-row inmates and offer them either this or lethal injection, 9 out of 10 would take the injection. The 10th would have their sentence commuted to remain in an asylum for the criminally insane. But after watching this turd, Stephen Hawkins could be cured of his ALS long enough to throw himself from the space shuttle into a black hole into a universe where this vision of horror doesn't exist. How bad was it? I think I have just seen the worst sequel in movie history. Smokey and the Bandit 3. How bad was it. Burt Reynolds wasn't in it and Jerry Reed played the bandit. In fact it was so bad, Jerry Reed didn't even sing any of the horrible songs in it. The Trans Am was so under powered, it made a Yugo look like a Lamborghini. Granted, Burt would come to the opening of a door for a buck and was in a weird cameo in the TV version. Egad...

Things go really wrong here, Burt Reynolds isn't in it(only at the end) to play the bandit so the production decided that Cledus (Jerry Reed) becomes the bandit. But they also knew who's the most important part in Smokey, yes, Buford T. Justice. So this time he's on for a bet. There's more of chasing cars here but what we had in part one I didn't found here. The only thing we do have is more erotic parts and here and there even some nudity. But even then, it's more about the jokes then the chasing. After Smokey and the Bandit part 3 there were 4 other entries and nowadays available in a box, but that was more B-flick movie style. So strange that universal spent money on part 2 and 3 even as part 3 was better then part 2, just agree, part 3 is a slapstick.Gore 0/5 Nudity 0,5/5 Effects 0/5 Story 2/5 Comedy 1/5

Well, that might be pushing it, but since this film was theoretically made by professionals and had a big-named distributor, the result is an absolute abortion. This movie is so bad, I will not even call it a movie. Nor will I give it a rating. Smokey 3 is just 85 minutes of stupid lines, horrible attempts at acting, and the lamest stunts ever put on celluloid. Now allegedly, Jackie Gleason was supposed to somehow play both Sheriff Justice as well as the Bandit. I'm not sure how that finished product would have looked, but it couldn't possibly have been any worse than the final product they came up with here.The "story" deals with Big and Little Enos (Enis?) challenging the retiring Sheriff Justice to a pretty lame bet. Instead of trucking Coors Beer or a pregnant elephant across the South, he has to drive a PLASTIC SHARK from Florida to Texas as part of a promo for their new fish restaurants or something. I won't waste any more time on the plot. Just trust me... its stupid. You can tell that Jerry Reed was a fill in after the initial dailies were a bust. He doesn't appear for a while, and many of his scenes seem totally arbitrary. Actually the whole 85 are kind of arbitrary. All we see are a series of boring stunts and detours to ridiculous locations. The stunts are about as original as driving an old Pontiac through whatever they could stack up. Ice, eggs, sand, flowers, Cuban refugees... you name it. There are detours to swinger hotels, nudist colonies, construction sites, etc. None of it is interesting. Even the nudity is laughable. Its like watching an old episode of Benny Hill with flabby early-80s nude people frolicking amidst quick editing cuts. The Trans Am was a weak-looking car by then, too. There is also a truly tasteless scene where a truck full of drunken Klansmen harass two black chicken farmers who sound as stereotypical as Amos and Andy. The mustache Cletus has is a fake-looking porno-stache. And if you want to see Colleen Camp look sexier in something funny, watch Clue.It was so bad that I forgot how it even ended. I think Cletus gives the fish to Sheriff Justice so he can keep his badge and collect $250,000. I hope Gleason was paid a hell of a lot more than that for appearing in this swill. Ughhhh! Worst film ever. Zero stars.The Hound.

Big and Little Enos (Pat McCormick and Paul Williams) decide to have some more fun, with plans to open "fish'n'chips" restaurants, offering $250,000 grand to the "retiring" Sheriff Buford T Justice (Jackie Gleason, trying his damnedest to make the material work despite itself, with lines like "Junior, when this is all over, I'm gonna buy you a nice lobotomy.") if he'll transport a dummy shark with their advertisement from Miami to Austin, with multiple attempts along to way to deter them from their quest. But each time the Enos duo seem to throw up roadblocks, Buford and his oft-ridiculed son, Junior (Mike Henry, as amiable and clueless as ever) just seem to keep going. Buford is relentless, even as the Enos duo elicits the assistance of a "new Bandit", Cletus (Jerry Reed, still plenty appealing and relishing the chance to be in the driver seat for a change instead of second fiddle to Burt Reynolds), to secure the shark himself, offered the same reward if he can make the trip in a few days time. With a tagalong, Dusty Trails (Colleen Camp; I swear this is the poor girl's character's name in the film!) as his passenger, Cletus will further complicate matters for poor Buford, stealing away the shark (he uses a lasso as Dusty takes temporary control of the steering wheel!), and forcing the sheriff to play a game of "take the shark" throughout their journey cross country.This film seems designed specifically to destroy Gleason's cop car (and, man alive, does that car take a beating!) as it explodes through a milk hauler (that showers the Enos duo who planned to use the truck as a diversionary tactic), takes out the Klu Klux clan (who had been tormenting a black chicken farmer and his father (but the chicken farmers get the last laugh when the Clan is tarred and feathered!), smashes through a flower stand and cartons of eggs, not to mention, a bumper is torn off from a tow truck, the tires are flattened, and the Enos duo drop bombs at the end leaving it a skeletal wreck. Gleason and Reed try really hard to make the comedy work, and that saddens me to no end because the film just does them no favors. The script leaves Gleason trying to make "flea pecker" and "you dumb sht" zingers tickle our funnybone, and after a while I could only feel sorry for him. It isn't for a lack of effort, though. Reed has this one scene where he must go into a bar with Harley bikers hanging around and fall out over and over while asking Camp what all she wants on her cheeseburger, repeatedly returning to eventually vanquish the baddies giving him a hard time…it feels like a daunting task for poor Jerry, having to get laughs out of spilling from a bar, all smiles and flashing the "ah, gee, whiz" attitude despite punches to the face nearly damaging his shades. Camp is given little to work with, trying (bless her heart) to use her bright personality to overcome uninspired dialogue that is more or less chatty back and forth with Reed. I did like Reed allowing Buford the chance to win at the end; it was very "un-Bandit like". The Burt Reynolds cameo still feels as forced as I remembered from childhood. Gleason and Henry got some giggles out of me, and I love Reed even if his role is overwhelmingly reduced in relation to Gleason's. Right from the song sung during the credits sequence, this film was designed around the Buford T Justice character; even the poster for this film has Gleason's face at the forefront. As the film goes, everything from a sex hotel orgy to a colony of nudists is hurled at us, with Gleason reacting exhaustingly, "What has this world come to?!?!" Don't worry, you get to see the Trans Am drive right through an inferno with Gleason following suit, the two cars joining a race, and a dirt hauler dumps a load on poor Gleason's car, helping the Bandit get a little distance from the persistent sheriff. I think the absence of the star power of Reynolds and Sally Field can be felt, but even the previous sequel with them in it proved that the first film probably should have remained standalone. There are times where a film feels like a desperate attempt to keep a dead franchise resuscitated, and this is such an example...also an example of fun actors unable to overcome the odds compounding them. At least you get to see Gleason standing in front of a giant American Flag, dressed as George C Scott's Patton, boring the audience of his law enforcement peers while praising his career and announcing his retirement...