Surprisingly funny and expectedly rude, this first starring vehicle by vilified standup comic Andrew Dice Clay has a decidedly lowbrow humor that is a sort of modern equivalent of that of the Three Stooges.
Clay plays Ford Fairlane, a private eye specializing in cases involving rock acts (hence his overused nickname, ‘the rock & roll detective’). He gets drawn into a murder mystery linked to a shock-radio deejay (Gilbert Gottfried, in a hilarious cameo), and a sleazy record executive (Wayne Newton) and his ex-wife (Priscilla Presley).
With its heavy rock bent and the direction of Renny Harlin (Die Hard 2), much of the film resembles a musicvideo.
Aside from his appeal to rednecks and high-school boys overly impressed by certain four-letter words, Clay’s chain-smoking goombah in many ways self-parodies the macho ethic that prize rock’n’roll, fast cars and cheap bimbos above all else.
The film’s most significant find, undoubtedly, is Lauren Holly who brings a lot of flash and charisma to a difficult role as Fairlane’s longing girl Friday. Also, Robert Englund (aka Freddy Krueger) plays a sadistic killer, sans makeup.