Effortlessly living up to its title, Rhinestone is as artificial and synthetic a concoction as has ever made its way to the screen.
Directed in low-down, good-spirited vulgar fashion by Bob Clark, film is a genuine oddball [from a screen story by Phil Alden Robinson, based on the song ‘Rhinestone Cowboy’ by Larry Weiss]. Sylvester Stallone’s character, that of a Gotham cabbie whom singer Dolly Parton bets she can turn into a convincing country crooner in two weeks’ time, is like no one ever encountered on earth before.
Uncouth loudmouth has no discernible talents whatsoever, so it’s an uphill battle when Parton takes him down home to Tennessee to try to pump some real country feeling into his bulging veins.
Neither Stallone nor Parton stray at all from their past personae.