Movie producer Alan Clay wants to make a movie about Dr. Claire Archer and her amazing life story (she's been 'forced' to kill two men in self defence). Claire falls for Alan, and Alan ... See full summary »
Movie producer Alan Clay wants to make a movie about Dr. Claire Archer and her amazing life story (she's been 'forced' to kill two men in self defence). Claire falls for Alan, and Alan cannot resist temptation, so now he's hiding an affair from wife Beth. When the movie writer's investigations uncover new facts in the killings, Claire senses the danger, and responds. Written by
Flipping through the countless channels which showed nothing but boring "erotic" thrillers, I finally gave up and settled on "Body Chemistry3". To my surprise(and slight embarrassment), I enjoyed this picture, not as an erotic thriller(there are no thrills and the sex scenes are so mechanical I thought the Pep Boys would show up!) but as an unintentional comedy. I laughed throughout this movie because the stars, and the director, takes this story so seriously.
The story cocerns an accomplished TV producer, Alan Clay(Andrew Stevens, who throws around names "Meryl" and "Glenn" like he could actually get them) who is pushed into producing a story about Dr. Claire Archer(Shari Shattuck), a beautiful sociopath(and a shrink!)who, in BC 2, murdered and stalked a highschool sweetheart but made it look like he did it(he died as a result of her manipulations). She soon seduces Alan, who is married to an ambitious TV actress(Morgan Fairchild), and weaves a tangled web where several people get murdered. In the end, well..let's just say there's a Body Chemistry 4 out there as well.
The campiness factor lies in the screenplay. The film has essentially B-grade actors who talk like their big stars working in the Hollywood Industry. They sip "hip" bottles water and try to talk the lingo of Hollywood showbusiness. The production values of the movie only make these situations even funnier than they already are.
Andrew Stevens gives his typically Stevens performance: dead serious and bland. He tries so hard to be an "actor" that you'll laugh at his straining. Morgan Fairchild plays essentially herself, long fingernails and all. She's oddly appealing in an annoying kind of way. Chick Vennera, Delia Sheppard, Stella Stevens and a pre jackie Brown Robert Forster all give appealing bad performances. Shattuck, who looks like Heather Locklear with a lazy eye, is the only cast member who is not bad and she gives the part a surprising amount of sopa opera juciness that is sorely missing in Shannon Tweed's lackluster take on the character in 4.
Would I recommend this to see if it was released in a theatre? No but since it was released to video(and subsequent pay channels), I'd recommend it for some good laughs and a good time.
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