Calendrier sanglant

Millionaire Richard Trainor (Robert Culp) is celebrating the fact that his new calendar featuring twelve nude woman is a huge success. However the party is ruined when Miss January is pushed off a building and later on that night Miss February is knifed to death.

If you want to see Alan Thicke as a glamor photographer, Tom Skerritt as a cop (not surprisingly) and a young Sharon Stone, this is the film for you. Skerritt (who plays the oddly-named Detective Stoner) must find out who is killing the calendar girls... and you might keep guessing until the end! The film is made or television, so it is pretty tame. No nudity (despite the plot's description) and fairly mild violence. They found ways to stab and murder women without it being too messy, and this is no more racy than the average episode of "Murder She Wrote".

I picked this movie up off a sale bin at my local store. It basically is a movie about calender girls that pose in the nude, getting killed and the search for that killer. As usual you have a cop caught up in a whirl-wind of confussion and mystery (not to mention his own family and a wife that isn't completely sure she likes her husband hanging out with these thin, very seductive girls.) My copy of the movie isn't of the greatest production quality and the picture is poor. I gave the movie a 5 out of a possible 10 because it is a little slow in places. I have seen worse, so on a good rainy day, it's one of those movies you can pop in and watch while doing something else.

This is a good, solid '80's TV movie of the week thriller. Lots of '80's glitz & glam, not as much substance. Tom Skerritt saves this movie, from itself, and distracts from how bad Sharon Stone's acting is. A fun, silly romp into the past.

Very good treatment of an old story, beautiful girls being bumped off by a serial killer ("Pretty Maids All In a Row") at a modeling agency ("Looker") with a "He's my boss-slap-He's my father-slap-He's my Boss And My Father" twist. But the great thing here is the casting. Never have I seen Tom Skerritt so charismatic, this is a terrific tryout for "Basic Instinct" for Sharon Stone, and the dangerously sexy chemistry between them fairly oozes out of the screen, Robert Morse also has a chance to demonstrate his range as the slimy, loathsome fashion show emcee. Though the plot resolution, as expected by that point, comes very quickly toward the end, I still enjoyed the way it was played out, with a mad tirade from former "Angel of the Year" calendar girl, Ms. Stone..

Loved it.

Someone is killing a bunch of nude models and it's up to Tom Skerritt's detective to get to the bottom of it. He meets a former model played by Sharon Stone who might not be as sweet and innocent as she tries to pretend to be.

This functions as an unofficial warmup for Stone's similar femme fatale role in Basic Instinct. She's much better vamping it up as a potential murderer than when she's trying out the wholesome good girl routine where, try as she might, she doesn't convince.

The story is boring and been done better a million times before. It's a film that might have benefited from an R rating to add a little extra sleaze to keep things more interesting.