Like a lot of Richard's movies, this one involved a little more blood and gunfire than I usually favor. Given that, the reviews took me a little by surprise--at first. The film has an overall 3.5 rating on IMDB, though top users (the ones who watch and review a lot of movies and therefore have a bit more perspective and consistency) rated it a little higher. What came as a surprise, though, was that women rated the film higher than men.
Initially, I was a bit taken aback. Drug deals, shootings, self-mutilation, tough-guy posturing and multiple strip-club scenes generally skew more toward a male audience. So does Angie Everhart. This is definitely not a chick flick.
Then, I looked a little more closely at the breakdown. The highest average, by far, came from women over the age of 45.
With that realization, I suddenly saw this not as a movie about stolen drugs and money, about gang members chasing down their disloyal brothers, or even about a relatively normal professional man getting dragged into a world he was entirely unprepared for. No, this was a movie about a beautiful damsel in distress being...well...rescued by Richard Grieco.
He didn't just swoop in and save her life, either. No, he whisked her away to a beautiful house, took her for a walk on the beach, made her tea, offered her his bed and then ended up sharing it with her. On further reflection, the appeal wasn't lost on me. And even the new millennium hard-spiked hairdo couldn't quite make him look bad.
On the downside, Andrew Dice Clay was--perhaps for the only time in my experience--not funny even for a minute. Props to Angie Everhart, though, for taking on the role of the allegedly not-so-hot sister and playing it convincingly.
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