Here's one of those Ackroyd films, I decided to snub, but after some curiosity, when seeing the start of it, one night on t.v. where it's opening song and Ackroy's brisk walking routine, is really what did it. Hell, even when he stops, he keeps this exercise strategy in tow. There is little humor here, some which rather has you smirking on the inside. When some heavy hitters, come down on middle aged pimp, Hesseman, he decides to bail, but getting an idiot substitute to fill his role, and guess who. Ackroyd's shy vulnerable character is also a history teacher, hardly has time to sleep. He still lives with his parents, and as causing much envy to a lot of viewers, does have a way with the ladies, his ho's, like the sexy Donna Dixon, and a younger and thinner, Fran Drescher, who's much so less annoying in this. A woman, a memorable butt ugly type (Yeah, I've seen her somewhere before?) n runs the collection racket, where Ackroyd ends up doubling, as the infamous Doctor Detroit, and nice caring parents, not knowing anything about his new job, where cause of this, he has to juggle a couple of professions. In the early part of the film, to be honest, I didn't realize what the story actually was, as I think more detail should of gone into it, to clarify it more. But this is a bad movie, nonetheless, where at times it's a ridiculously stupid movie. Ackroyd though does put in a good performance, where unjustly, he's just lumbered with a stupid movie, and one, he won't be remembered for.
Review of Doctor Detroit
