Matthew Lickona 11:11 a.m., May 23
Can Dolly Parton turn the next "normal" person she meets into an authentic country-western singer, even if the next person is Sylvester Stallone and has a speaking voice like a rusty gate, or will she lose the wager and be obliged to sleep with her obnoxious manager (played by the obnoxious Ron Leibman)? For the answer, we have to trust to the script's say-so and not to our own eyes and ears. This variation on the Pygmalion myth is founded almost totally on ethnic stereotyping, and only Dolly Parton and Richard Farnsworth, as her Tennessee bluegrass father, hold on to their dignity. (Stallone has his moments, but his dignity seems a steep price.) Through all the horrible predictability, it is possible nonetheless to look forward to each successive scene just to see what Parton will be wearing next. Directed by Bob Clark. 1984.
— Duncan Shepherd
- Rated PG