Brash NYC policeman Officer Gunther Toody is partnered with stiff, by-the-book Officer Francis Muldoon to protect an important mafia witness prior to testifying against orgainzed crime in ...
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The misadventures of two of New York's finest (a Mutt and Jeff pair) in the mythical 53rd precinct in the Bronx. Toody, the short, stocky and dim-witted one either saves the day or muffs ... See full summary »
A modern-day updating of the Dracula legend that finds Steven, a good-looking American hero devastated by the death of his girlfriend, wandering through Europe and looking for happiness. A ... See full summary »
Two young people stand on a street corner in a run-down part of New York, kissing. Despite the lawlessness of the district they are left unmolested. A short distance away walk Maria and ... See full summary »
Beate Charlotte Lunde
Brash NYC policeman Officer Gunther Toody is partnered with stiff, by-the-book Officer Francis Muldoon to protect an important mafia witness prior to testifying against orgainzed crime in Brooklyn, all the while dealing with their personal lives, overbearing spouses, common criminals, arms dealers, and their officious boss Captain Anderson. Written by
John C. McGinley worked on this film and Article 99 (1992) at the same time. He would work on this film Monday to Wednesday and the other film Thursday to Friday. See more »
During the opening credits, when Toody and Schnauser are in the car reading, Toody steers left before hitting the dirt ramp, but the ramp is on the right side of the road. See more »
Officer Gunther Toody:
Luthers, this is my new partner Francis Muldoon, the pride of the 53rd.
Hello, Muldoon. We're Luther. How are you doing. What are you packing?
Officer Francis Muldoon:
I'm packing a 9mm Beretta in my shoulder holster and a Walther PPK in my back pocket.
You know what you need? A nice little crotch derringer. All it does is...
[Luther 1 pulls it out, and Muldoon goes for his gun]
Officer Gunther Toody:
No, no, no! It's all right!
Keep it in your pants. What? Little more sneaky? Look at this. All you gotta do is, now listen ...
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One of the worst, if not THE worst, big screen incarnations of a classic 60s TV show ever! This neutron bomb of a movie should have been a direct-to-video release, like the third and mercifully last "Honey, I Shrunk The Kids" fiasco, but no: the producers gamely went ahead and released - the cynic would say that films like this aren't released, they escape - this horror theatrically, apparently hoping that moviegoers would ignore the pre-release buzz and flock to the theater. They didn't. In fact, the only thing that moviegoers did do was to avoid this film as if not only their lives but the lives of their children as well hung in the balance. This misbegotten twelve ton turkey has none of the originality or comic timing that highlighted the TV series. What it does have, besides Nipsy Russell, who spends most of the film looking like he's ready to ask the producers if he can buy his way out of the script, and formaldehyde-soaked Al Lewis, are lame jokes, forced accents, crummy acting, and Rosie O'Donnell, who's even more irritating and grating here than she was on television. Guess she didn't learn from that other brilliant career move "The Flintstones". It's almost as if the producers set out to make a lousy movie; in this they entirely succeeded. The film is virtually unwatchable, and to those of us who fondly remember the TV show, a crushing disappointment. Avoid this loser at all costs.
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