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It's been 26 years since I saw this turkey but I can still recall sitting through it with a mounting sense of disbelief that such an inept, unfunny load of dreck could escape the editing room and be fed into a projector.
The film is almost a course in what not to do in a comedy. Plot, jokes, timing, delivery. You name it, it lacks it. Even worse, it was billed as a sex comedy and turned out to be almost devoid of sex.
Writer/director Terry Bourke went on to score some modest successes, but I'll bet he's glad that this fiasco has not been released to cable or video. Pray it stays in the vault.
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