JACK HAYNES and RAYMOND SAVAGE, a mismatched pair of Hollywood private eyes who've seen better days, are hired by a movie studio to track down a missing starlet who walked off the set in From Hollywood to Deadwood, a low, low budget 1989 flick.
Make no mistake -- this one is a real turkey, scoring way up there on the ol' GobbleMeter. No lame cliche is left unused. Inept, illogical, and too dull to even be funny.
Some have suggested this is a spoof -- the usual kneejerk defense whenever somebody attempts a genre exercise and it belly flops.
Aren't spoofs actually supposed to be funny? The only humour here is almost entirely unintentional.
I'm not usually this harsh about films, but this was WAY BAD. Someone should track down writer/director Pickett and stop him, before he fowls up the screen again... we're talkin' serious turkey here. The cock-eyed allusion to a Neil Young song may be the sole piece of evidence that there was any intelligent life involved with this one, folks.
Fortunately, Pickett did go on to bigger and better things. I'm happy to report that his 2004 novel Sideways was made into a very successful film that even an "asshole... cyber jerk" like me enjoyed. But it's also worth noting that, beyond writing the novel that served as source material, Pickett had nothing to do with the actual film.
Respectfully submitted by Kevin Burton Smith (original report, May 1999).
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