Miss Right (1982) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) |
Miss Right is a difficult movie to summarize. Reviews usually begin with a brief summary statement, like "The Forgotten Nightmare is a rare German Expressionist comedy ... " This movie is so poor that I'm not even sure how to summarize it, because I can't figure out why the filmmakers created it. I think they felt they were making sort of an Italian-style sex comedy, but the attempts at humor are so lame and the performances so unappealing that it's almost impossible to call it a comedy. The only real "tell" is that the performers act like they are in a comedy, delivering lines in the same tone of voice as Catskills comedians waiting for the drummer to deliver a rim shot. But the lines are all wrong. It's like they want to say, "Your mama is so fat that she didn't have children, she had suburbs," but it comes out "Your mama is so fat that she really should see a doctor." Author/star William Tepper wrote this in 1982. As of the beginning of this year, this was his only leading role and his only screenplay. He played only two roles of any kind after this movie, and his last performing credit is in 1984. You might remember him. He's the guy who played Tom Hanks's doctor friend in Bachelor Party. That was his last role. There is a happy ending to his story, sort of. After being without a credit of any kind for two decades, he now has another screenplay credit in 2006, a Ray Romano movie called Grilled. While that comedy doesn't seem to be the next Duck Soup, it is rated a respectable 5.3 at IMDb, compared to 2.0 for the atrocious Miss Right. And that 2.0 seems a bit high to me. I rank it as the second-worst comedy I've ever seen, losing out only to an invincible champion, Adam Sandler's legendary Going Overboard, which is currently rated the third-worst film of all time at IMDb. What's it about? An American living in Rome as a UPI stringer has decided to change his life. He has recurring dreams and fantasies about a woman he can see quite clearly, but does not know. He senses that the dream-girl is Miss Right, and that his subconscious is warning him to start looking for his one true love instead of dallying with his many hot girlfriends. In order to accomplish this, he makes a dinner date with each of the hot girlfriends, in each case so he can break off the relationship, ultimately leaving him free to pursue his true love with a pure heart. That's about it. He invites a bunch of women to his apartment, feeds them and dumps them. Since they all adore him for reasons unclear to the audience (hey, it's good to be the screenwriter), they react with varying degrees of despair. One half-heartedly tries to commit suicide. Another refuses to leave, and when he physically throws her out the door, she comes crashing back in through the window. Astoundingly, his plan works. After he dumps the ballast from his life, he sees the living incarnation of his dream-girl in the streets. He strikes up a conversation and starts to romance her. There is the usual Italian-style twist. In the last scene we see him bringing her flowers at her art class, supposedly smitten with love, when he catches the eye of a beautiful art student. He is flirting with the student with his eyes as he gives his "true love" the flowers. The end.
I suppose I had the right idea in the first place. Maybe it is a German Expressionist comedy. |
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