If someone asked you to name the movies’ current answer to vintage Goldie Hawn, chances are Amy Schumer wouldn’t come to mind. There’s cutely ditzy, then there’s crudely ditzy — not quite the same thing. So maybe you’re skeptical about their pairing as mother and daughter in the bluntly titled tourists-in-jeopardy comedy “Snatched” — a film marking early retiree Hawn’s first screen appearance since 2002’s “The Banger Sisters,” no less.
But the mash-up works. Even if you find that Schumer’s gourmand taste for the inappropriate tends to get old, the raunchiness here is infectious — and in some ways less obtrusive than in her vulnerability-tinged “Trainwreck.” Meanwhile, the movie also plays as an extended reminder of why we love Goldie. It’s enormous fun seeing Hawn up to her old tricks — at 71! — even if they’re tweaked to help sell someone else’s brand of comedy. (Director Jonathan Levine and screenwriter Katie Dippold are right at home, of course, given that their respective credits include “The Night Before” and “The Heat.”)
After directionless Emily Middleton (Schumer) gets dumped, she struggles to persuade anyone to join her on the tropical getaway she’s been planning. Then she has a crazy thought: Her neurotically fretful divorcee mom, Linda (Hawn), could come to South America with her and help “put the fun in ‘nonrefundable!’ ” (Love how a photo album revealing Linda’s young-and-fearless days includes one of Hawn’s old “Sugarland Express” stills.)
The gals haven’t been on vacation long when a hunky adventurer (Tom Bateman) cozies up to Emily. Mai tais lead to scenic off-roading leads to told-you-so’s from mom when they’re abducted. And if their slapstick flight from their captors goes a bit heavy on stereotypes, well, were you expecting NatGeo treatment from a romp subbing Hawaii for Ecuador?
Scene-stealer Ike Barinholtz (“The Mindy Project”) helps with some equal-opportunity goofing on the United States. He’s Emily’s agoraphobic brother, who man-childishly harangues the State Department over his family’s predicament. Others lending an iffy hand include Wanda Sykes and Joan Cusack as cargo-shorted fellow travelers and Christopher Meloni as a swashbuckling “Romancing the Stone” caricature.
But Schumer and Hawn don’t require much backup, especially comedically. They don’t even necessarily need Schumer’s full repertoire of cringe-inducers, although there are some swell ones. It’s amusing enough just watching how they react to a local’s reassurance that only young and pretty turistas need worry. You know that guy’s headed for trouble in paradise.
Directed by Jonathan Levine. Written by Katie Dippold. Starring Amy Schumer, Goldie Hawn, Ike Barinholtz, Wanda Sykes, Joan Cusack. At Boston Common, Fenway, suburbs. 100 minutes. R (crude sexual content, brief nudity, language throughout).Tom Russo can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.