Here’s the thing. Fletch, the 1985 films starring Chevy Chase, is nothing like Gregory MacDonald’s Fletch novels. The plot is very similar, but the depiction of Fletch is quite different. Brilliantly so, in fact. It’s one of the few instances where I thoroughly enjoy both the source material and the adaptation, but for very different reasons. Reason number one is that MacDonald is an excellent writer, reason number two being that Chevy Chase is fucking hysterical as Fletch (though we can ignore Fletch Lives).
But, Warner Brothers is determined to reboot the franchise, and while they have no writer, director or actor, here’s The Hollywood Reporter on the beginnings of their idea:
“No writer or director is on board, but Warners and the producers are aiming for a reimagining, not a remake, and hope to make an smart action comedy that plays out on a bigger canvas than the previous movies.”
The plan to kickstart the series again has been around for a while, most recently with Kevin Smith thinking about it and using Jason Lee in the titular role. Zach Braff was once bandied about for the role as well, and let’s all be thankful that never came to fruition.
I suppose there’s no harm in it if it’s done well, but what are the chances of that? My hope is that if they do do it, there’s less emphasis on action and more on mystery-solving, and that Fletch is somewhere between the wry wit of the novel and the uproarious goofball of the film.