The Couch Trip (1988)

This movie should have been much funnier than it was. Dan Aykroyd is a mental patient who escapes from a Chicago hospital to fill in for a Los Angeles radio psychiatrist, Charles Grodin, who needs a mental health break. The only funny bits are the few scenes where he’s actually taking calls at the radio station. Mary Gross is also cute as the neglected wife of Charles Grodin. The rest of the film is a nothingburger that just goes through the motions of being a movie. I really have no idea why they even put Walter Matthau in this film. As another mental patient out in the world, he adds some conflict to the plot but it’s a complete misuse of his great talents and mostly just strange.