Under Cover

Yes, it's dumb. And predictable. And the production values are bad (not to mention the continuity). But, darn it, I just love this little flick! The clothes and hair! This was when I first fell in love with Jennifer Jason Leigh - all hot and sweaty with the Louisana heat! The locale is captured nicely, and they obviously all know this isn't "Lawrence of Arabia" or anything.

But I know what really makes this movie stick in mind is the Todd Rundgren score ("Hello, it's me. You-oo-ooo, you know that I'd be with you if I could ...") His first full score, I believe.

Great to put on in the background while you work on another project.

Video roulette wins again as it led me to this unwatched Cannon film. 1987 was THE year for "going undercover in high school" movies with this, Plain Clothes, and Hiding Out all coming out in a six month period. Amazingly, I enjoyed all three. Actor John Stockwell (from John Carpenter's Christine) made his directorial debut on this and does a good job. Oddly, lead David Neidorf is kind of a Stockwell-lite, even sounding like him at times. I love the fact that he has a receding hairline and is going undercover as a high school student. To Stockwell's credit, he works in a line with the guy's chief mocking him and saying, "You've got a beard and are balding!" Supporting players include Jennifer Jason Leigh, Barry Corbin, David Harris, John Philbin (Chuck from Return of the Living Dead), and Mark Holton (Francis from Pee Wee's Big Adventure). Harris is excellent in his supporting role.

Yeah the movie is bad, so bad is funny but what really catches my attention is no one has mentioned the actor playing a "high school kid" looks soooooo old, he's balding... he looks well over 30!!!!

My review was written in June 1987 after a screening at Cine 42 theater on Manhattan's 42nd St.

"Under Cover" is a lethargic, uninteresting melodrama about cops busting kids using drugs at a southern high school. Young actor (from "Top Gun", "Radioactive Dreams" and many other pics) turned director John Stockwell directs with little energy and like several other Cannon releases of late, pic opened in N. Y. sans advertising at a 42nd St. Grindhouse.

David Neidorf (who physically resembles auteur Stockwell somewhat) plays a Baltimore cop who goes to Port Allen, South Carolina (pic was actually lensed in Louisiana) to join local narcs operating under cover at a high school. His fellow cop and pal (John Philbin) was recently murdered down there and Neidorf is out to bring the killers to justice. He is teamed up with pretty narc Jennifer Jason Leigh but runs into resistance from his local, southern-fried boss (and obvious heavy) Barry Corbin.

Though Neidorf and Leigh blow their covers halfway through the film in order to finger the school kids in a mass bust, pic continues in its listless narrative towards a wishy-washy ending in which even the bad guy is left alive and described as not really all bad.

Neidorf unwisely tries to imitate Mickey Rourke here with constant smirk and throwaway readings, creating a vacuum at the film's center. He's way too old for the role, but the script merely mentions that and goes on full-speed ahead. Leigh looks sexy but has little to do and supporting cast is weak. Tech credits and score by Todd Rundgren are unimpressive.

Saw it years ago it was so awful I forgot about it; then I rented it again and lived to regret it. This film is predictable, boring, and looks like a tv show. By the time this films ends you will know the ending before it happens. This film is so anti climatic I fast forward about 2o minutes and that was a blessing. 3 out of 10