Overview: Brent Spiner glues a dead rat to his upper lip and pretends to be a neurotic struggling writer trying to impress his estranged wife with
surprise erectile dysfunction trying to find her a sweet rent-controlled apartment in New York City. There's some stuff about a senator and a murder conspiracy but that's a sub-sub-plot at best, it's mostly neurosis and erectile dysfunction.
Directed By: Gian Luigi Polidoro, 1984
The Case For: Brent Spiner and a lunatic Italian director waging the cinematic equivalent of guerilla street warfare in New York City is at least something you won't see every day.
The Case Against: This movie consists of 90 solid minutes of Brent Spiner failing to hit on hideous '80s women, making really half-assed death threats to score an apartment, and feigning interest in his friend's marital troubles. Even if you somehow make it through all that without permanent psychological damage, the musical score will finish you off.
And now, SA Movie Reviews are proud to present...a movie about nothing.
|Music / Sound||-10|
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As the 19th century diver approaches a giant clam, a flash of brilliant golden light flares from within the shell. I emerge in a swirl of bubbles and do the timeless universal underwater hand signals for the following: ZODIAC KILLER, KKK, BLOOD OF YOUTH
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