1/10. If IMDb could go lower, then I might. "Rhinestone" is the worst movie that I have ever seen. Unfortunately, it's not at that level of bad at which you can enjoy the campy idiocy of all of it, like "Santa Claus Conquers the Martians" might be. It has just enough Hollywood production value to make it unendurable. I liked the song on which it is "based", I usually like Sylvester Stallone and Dolly Parton as stars, and I love Richard Farnsworth as a character actor. Therefore, I am baffled about this hideous waste of time and talent - and let there be no doubt about the extent of the hideousness. I can only conclude that any positive reviews out there in this world are sarcastic, or from people who are unfamiliar with Hollywood movies, or from people with bad taste, or are simply beyond my understanding at this time. This review deserves more scorn than my powers of sarcasm can conjure. *** Spoilers Follow - But They're More Entertaining Than The Movie *** Imagine the continuous mediocrity and boredom of an unlikely romance with no chemistry culminating into the mighty crescendo of a horrible, horrible, karaoke-quality song by Stallone. What makes that performance notorious and infamous for all like me who witnessed it was that it was clearly meant to be the triumphant climax of the saga of a hard-working, underdog hero, in the style of "Rocky". I can tell you that "Rhinestone" is to blame for a traumatic childhood memory. I was a teenager visiting my aged great uncle and aunt with several others in order to spend some precious family time. After dinner, we started watching the video with reasonable hopes, knowing that my Great Uncle Bob enjoys western music. All of us dutifully forced ourselves through to the end, but even the complacent Bob trashed the movie as soon as it was over. Even though I hadn't picked it in the video store, I felt guilty and dirty through participation, as if we had accidentally watched "Deep Throat".
Review of Rhinestone
