If Putney Swope is considered a satirical masterpiece, then satire is not for me. Louis C.K. said that Putney Swope inspired his work so maybe executive meddling isn’t to blame for Pootie Tang. I have no idea how Putney Swope got on my radar. It couldn’t just be because Robert Downey Jr.’s daddy made Putney Swope. If I want to be charitable, I suppose that I could theorize that Putney Swope shows that by not changing the power structure, and only changing who is in power, the same impulse towards corruption is inevitable regardless of initial revolutionary good intentions. Putney Swope is dated, has poor production values and is only occasionally humorous. I got one laugh over the gag involving the ultimately failed bravado of a bodyguard. Putney Swope suffers the same revolution problems of the 60s: fight the power, but women are good for one thing. For the guys, there is an extended sequence of a diverse group of topless stewardesses cavorting in an exclusive weightless cabin. There are sibling dwarves playing Mr. & Mrs. President with a low rent Henry Kissinger. The commercials are an amusing diversion from the heavy-handed ridicule of revolutionary figures in a corporate setting, but it isn’t worth losing 84 minutes of your life. I would not recommend Putney Swope to anyone.