Most critics here lean towards affection for Ishtar, finding more comic purpose in its inept heroes than its reputation suggests. Praise clusters around the deliberately terrible songs, the stars’ willingness to look foolish and Elaine May’s treatment of male vanity and friendship. Several reviews also find a pointed satire of American foreign policy beneath the farce. The warmer assessments value the small observations and the sympathy extended to two talentless singers with stubborn ambitions.
The spread is wide, however, and the disagreements reach beyond whether every joke works. Some sympathetic reviews concede unevenness, while Collider finds that the political intrigue muddles the story. Time Out rejects the central casting and finds the script unfunny; RogerEbert.com describes lifeless performances and credits Charles Grodin alone with supplying laughs. The divide is sharpest over the leads: their ineptitude reads as committed character comedy to admirers and failed comic performance to detractors.
