Woefully unconvincing on every level, Richard Pryor tries on his distinct comic vibe in this largely serious story about a former Vietnam P.O.W. (grabbed by the enemy on Day One with his pants down; see poster) who comes home a default war hero only to see his life fall apart. Amateurville from script to direction, from supporting cast to production values (backlot Vietnam; blanket lighting; spacious P.O.W. cells for two). So while Pryor does his nervous comedy shtick, life spirals down with his backpay on hold from the army; a wife & child who desert him; a senile Mom falling behind on her nursing-home bills; and various attempts at robbery screwed up. Margo Kidder props him up for unknown reasons as a sympathetic hooker he can’t afford; and finally some last act action involving a ludicrous mob swap for a suitcase of negotiable bonds he’s grabbed by accident. (Almost worth seeing for Michael Pressman’s inept handling of the big fight.) How’d Pryor get sucked into this? He must have been stoned out of his mind.
WATCH THIS, NOT THAT: To see Pryor work a serious/social commentary drama (with a more darkly ironic than comic edge), try Paul Schrader’s BLUE COLLAR/’78.
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