This send up of noir, with prodigious spaghetti western influence, is a real disaster. The director must have just called the cast together with a vague outline of the script, and simply turned them loose, hoping for the best. Dean Stockwell is almost unrecognizable as a nerdy I.R.S. agent, and James Russo plays a cartoon-like villain. The weird soundtrack is sort of a conglomeration of Ennio Morricone western spaghetti and doo-wop, and is without question, the best part of this scrambled mess. Naturally you get a good dose of car chases, and explosions, along with all the other nonsense. In summary, a waste of time and talent. - MERK
Review of The Blue Iguana
