Ghosts Can't Do It

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It doesn't matter if anybody else thinks this movie is cheesy Bo Derek has, and will always be a sexy actress. She is not afraid of showing her body whether the storyline needs it or not. She will always be sexy. Anthony Quinn does a good job in his own way of making a movie enjoyable to watch. Julie Newmar, who plays the angel did a absolute good job when she played in the Batman movies or TV shows for the youngsters that did not know that. For all the ones out there that like the Bo Derek movies cheesy or not we are all in the same boat and enjoy seeing her on screen all the time and always.

Ghosts Can't Do It is an extremely strange movie. Unless you want a ninety-minute * fest of Bo Derek-her then-husband John wrote and directed this shameless exploitation of her incredible body-you probably won't enjoy the film. It starts out as a tender love story. Bo Derek and Anthony Quinn are happily married, and when he has a minor heart attack and is told it's only a matter of time before he has a fatal one, their relationship changes. In one sweet scene, Bo tries to make adjustments and protect him from any exertions, and Tony gets tears in his eyes when he says he just wants to take a walk with her. Needless to say-since the title gives it away-Tony does die. And he comes back as a ghost that only Bo can see and talk to. Here's where the movie stops making sense. Bo and Tony are still in love, and since they can still talk anytime they want to, why is she motivated to fall in love with anyone else? Because, as the title so eloquently states, they can no longer have a physical relationship. Tony gets the idea of inhabiting someone else's body so he can sleep with Bo again. Bo needs hardly any coaxing and quickly picks out Leo Damian as Tony's body's replacement. The rest of the movie is really silly. Anthony Quinn's talent is wasted, Bo Derek's talent is nonexistent, and the only retrospectively amusing scene is when Bo goes to a high-stakes business meeting with a pre-President Donald Trump! As the closing credits roll, he gets a special mention: "Yes that really was Donald Trump". DLM Warning: If you suffer from vertigo or dizzy spells, like my mom does, this movie might not your friend. The scenes in which Anthony Quinn speaks to Bo Derek as a ghost, a filter is placed over the screen that flickers like a flame and it will make you sick. In other words, "Don't Look, Mom!" Kiddy Warning: Obviously, you have control over your own children. However, due to graphic nudity, I wouldn't let my kids watch it.

Cute and quirky. Not a total waste of time. Acting is great all around. Derek is charming. Pace is a bit sliw. Nice ending.

I've now watched all four Bo Derek vehicles directed by her husband, John; all are quite terrible, of course, but this is certainly the pits. Featuring the usual flimsy plot, bad scripting – by the director, naturally – and acting, not to mention gratuitous nudity by the star, it deals with her losing much older husband Anthony Quinn (she accepts his shotgun suicide by saying he had always admired Hemingway!!) but who continues to appear and talk to her. In fact, he wants to come back in another, younger body…but actually does so only in the very last scene! Derek is lovely as always, and still playing naïve(!) – especially during a muddled mid-section which has her pursued by a hired killer at a spa. Quinn, too, is typically larger-than-life (read: hammy) here, but this easily constitutes his nadir; besides, for much of the duration, he acts from behind a piece of shiny plastic (presumably suggesting his being in some sort of limbo)! His 'replacement', then, is obviously a handsome-looking stud who hasn't a lick of talent or even personality. Also featured in the cast are Hollywood veterans Don Murray (as Quinn's best friend and Bo's business consultant) and Julie Newmar (as Quinn's guardian angel in the afterlife) – plus a surprising cameo appearance by billionaire Donald Trump (who presumably needed this on his resume')! It also goes without saying that John Derek was his own cinematographer on the film, that the end credits are filled with useless (and corny) expressions of gratitude to the many people who lent a helping hand, and that GHOSTS CAN'T DO IT swept the board at the 1990 Razzie Awards!

With a Bo Derek movie, the audience get just what they expect. A paper thin plot and a few shots of Mrs. Derek in no clothes. 'Ghosts can't do it' is just that. The first fifteen minutes is ordinary TV drama, as long as Scott [Anthony Quinn] is still alive. He is a very good actor with long experience in a lot of different roles, but it seems as even a famous actor need to work just for money sometimes. Bo Derek is the opposite, always playing a strikingly handsome young woman with or without clothes. The movie is a complete waste of time. If you want to see Quinn, rent Lawrence of Arabia or La Strada. If you want to see * women or bad acting, rent any porno movie.

This movie is visually stunning. Who cares if she can act or not. Each scene is a work of art composed and captured by John Derek. The locations, set designs, and costumes function perfectly to convey what is found in a love story comprised of beauty, youth and wealth. In some ways I would like to see this movie as a tribute to John and Bo Derek's story. And...this commentary would not be complete without mentioning Anthony Quinn's role as father, mentor, lover, and his portrayal of a man, of men, lost to a bygone era when men were men. There are some of us who find value in strength and direction wrapped in a confidence that contributes to a sense of confidence, containment, and security. Yes, they do not make men like that anymore! But, then how often do you find women who are made like Bo Derek.