Cast overview, first billed only: | |||
Brooke Shields | ... | Brenda Starr | |
Timothy Dalton | ... | Basil St. John | |
Tony Peck | ... | Mike Randall | |
Diana Scarwid | ... | Libby 'Lips' Lipscomb | |
Nestor Serrano | ... | Jose | |
Jeffrey Tambor | ... | Vladimir | |
June Gable | ... | Luba | |
Charles Durning | ... | Editor Francis I. Livright | |
Kathleen Wilhoite | ... | Reporter Hank O'Hare | |
John Short | ... | Cub Reporter Pesky Miller | |
Eddie Albert | ... | Police Chief Maloney | |
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Mark von Holstein | ... | Donovan O'Shea, Public Enemy #3 |
Henry Gibson | ... | Professor Gerhardt Von Kreutzer | |
Ed Nelson | ... | President Harry S. Truman | |
Tom Aldredge | ... | The Fake Capt. Borg |
Mike is a struggling artist who draws the "Brenda Starr" strip for the papers. When Brenda comes to life in the strip and sees how unappreciated she is by Mike, she leaves the strip. To get her back, and keep his job, Mike draws himself into the strip. In her world, Brenda Starr is the Ace Reporter for the New York Flash. She is talented, fearless, smart, and a very snappy dresser. The only competition she has is from the rival paper's top reporter Libby Lipscomb. Brenda heads to the Amazon jungle to find a scientist with a secret formula which will create cheap and powerful gas from ordinary water. Written by Tony Fontana <tony.fontana@spacebbs.com>
As a comic-book fan I'll take the time to review this mess, because there were some good intentions and thoughts on display here.
First, the pros: The switch from comic strip to life action was a good idea, and the plot element of the creation trying to escape her creator's whims has enormous potential. Timothy Dalton is perfectly cast, here (as in Rocketeer) he's completely believable in a comic book way. Brooke Shields looks good in her various outfits. Many of the sets and support roles have that comic-book simplicity and cardboard character to match the strip style. And some of the gags do actually work.
Now, the cons: Pretty as she is, Brooke Shields is missing that mischievous glint in her eyes the role would need - in most scenes, she more feels like another extra than the main part. Tony Peck as the artist is a complete non-entity. As a consequence, the promising idea of the creator trying to coax his creation back into service never catches fire and in fact completely collides with the incongruous 'plot', which in itself has no momentum and kind of meanders along to carry Brooke from one exotic location to the next. But the most annoying thing are the lame tries at physical comedy and slapstick - to pull that off, you need a well-rehearsed team and actors capable of such a kind of comedy and an editor with an eye for rhythm. Not a single requirement is met here so I ask myself, seriously, why they didn't go the other way and just show setup/result which would have played well on the comic strip theme, too (panel one: guy approaches banana peel - panel two: he's sitting on the floor). Instead, virtually every single instance of physical comedy in "Brenda Starr" is painful to watch.
I can (and do) recommend this solely for comic book enthusiasts, and only for the good intentions they had, not the boring mess which ended up on screen.