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Fuzz
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DVD Cover Information Actor: Burt Reynolds, Jack Weston, James McEachin, Raquel Welch, Tom Skerritt Director: Richard A. Colla Brand: Sony Cinematographer: Jacques R. Marquette Editor: Robert L. Kimble Producer: Charles H. Maguire Producer: Edward S. Feldman Producer: Jack Farren Producer: Martin Ransohoff Writer: Evan Hunter DVD: Region Code 1 Audio: English (Unknown), Dolby Digital 2.0 Mono; Spanish (Subtitled); French (Subtitled); English (Original Language), Dolby Digital 2.0 Mono; French (Original Language), Dolby Digital 2.0 Mono; Spanish (Dubbed), Dolby Digital 2.0 Mono Format: Closed-captioned, Color, DVD, Letterboxed, NTSC, Widescreen Picture Format: 1.85:1 Running Time: 92 minutes DVD Release Date: 2001-02-06 Audience Rating: PG (Parental Guidance Suggested) Studio: MGM (Video & DVD)
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Movie Reviews of FuzzMovie Review: It probably seemed like a good idea at the time... Summary: 2 Stars
From the file marked `It Seemed Like a Good Idea at the Time,' 1972's Fuzz is a dreary and shambolically unfocused attempt to turn Ed McBain's 87th Precinct novels into M*A*S*H with cops (it even casts one of Altman's stars, Tom Skerritt). Despite McBain scripting it himself (as Evan Hunter), it's even less successful than the other ill-fated attempts to transfer the series to the screen. There's surprisingly little interaction between the various plot strands (Yul Brynner's deaf extortionist killing city officials, Charlie Martin Smith setting tramps on fire, Raquel Welch acting as decoy for a rapist) or even the cast: indeed, such was Burt Reynolds and Raquel Welch's mutual loathing that they're rarely in the same shot or scene. Neither of them has much to do or makes any real impression, with only Jack Weston briefly rising above the material. For most of the running time the closest it gets to a unifying element is an annoying pair of painters who get far too much screen time to act as wisecracking Greek chorus on the chaos in the squad room until the crimes end up accidentally converging and solving themselves in an underwhelming finale, an idea that Johnny To handled much better in PTU. Throughout, Richard Colla's bland TV style direction keeps things loose and uninteresting. Still, if you've ever wanted to see Burt as a nun (complete with `tache), knock yourself out...
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