The ultra brief film career of singer Mac Davis provided no hits, and in spite of a few minor giggles, it's pretty lame and frequently juvenile. Davis plays a private investigator who goes to work for women's divorce advocate attorney Tovah Feldshuh, hunting down errant husbands who owe alimony and child support, and the audience finds out that stone cold Feldshuh has a reason for going after men: bitterness after her husband (doctor Ian McShane) walked out on her. She avoids the (non) charms of the crass Davis who ends up having an affair with her own secretary, Priscilla Lopez. But after he gets the goods on her husband (not knowing she's the wife), Feldshuh turns into a completely different woman, having nearly already tried drugs while out on a business deal.
If this was supposed to be a feminist movie as written by men, it goes off the rails by presenting Feldshuh the way it does. Even as a man, I could see this as the anti-feminist feminist movie, serving neither the male or female characters well. Feldshuh is a great actress and deserved a better part than the hot and cold woman she plays, and unfortunately this didn't bode well for the stage Yentl, Golde, Dr. Ruth and Ruth B. G. as far as cinema went.
There's absolutely no chemistry between Feldshuh and Davis who is trying hard to emulate Burt Reynolds but fails miserably. She wears some great outfits though. Lopez's character is basically an 80's version of Lupe Velez's spitfire here with no other layers. Wasted in teeny parts are Wallace Shawn as a clumsy mugger, Jack Gilford and Rose Marie as one of the separated couples and Art Metrano as Davis's best friend. After a while, this reveals itself as a film that thanks to its insipid script couldn't work in any way, even if it had starred Glenda Jackson and George Segal.
If this was supposed to be a feminist movie as written by men, it goes off the rails by presenting Feldshuh the way it does. Even as a man, I could see this as the anti-feminist feminist movie, serving neither the male or female characters well. Feldshuh is a great actress and deserved a better part than the hot and cold woman she plays, and unfortunately this didn't bode well for the stage Yentl, Golde, Dr. Ruth and Ruth B. G. as far as cinema went.
There's absolutely no chemistry between Feldshuh and Davis who is trying hard to emulate Burt Reynolds but fails miserably. She wears some great outfits though. Lopez's character is basically an 80's version of Lupe Velez's spitfire here with no other layers. Wasted in teeny parts are Wallace Shawn as a clumsy mugger, Jack Gilford and Rose Marie as one of the separated couples and Art Metrano as Davis's best friend. After a while, this reveals itself as a film that thanks to its insipid script couldn't work in any way, even if it had starred Glenda Jackson and George Segal.