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The lovely lady was one of the brightest stars of the 1980s, bringing an irresistible presence to such other favourites as "Valley Girl", "April Fool's Day", and "Waxwork". Here she shines as Casey Meadows, a kooky free spirit hired by a limousine company. Unfortunately, she's not welcomed with open arms as the place is staffed almost exclusively by miserable, stuffy chauvinists. They do everything that they can to discourage her, including giving her the problem clients, such as an outrageous rock star. However, Casey finds that her most problematic client will be Battle (Sam Jones of the 1980 "Flash Gordon" movie), whose identity is going to come as a surprise to her. "My Chauffeur" is certainly very likable stuff. It goes far on the charms of Foreman, and while it gets very silly at times, it's nice that writer / director David Beaird gives it such a screwy quality, while toning down the kind of raunchiness to be found in many other comedies of the period. (That said, it's still an utter riot to see a drunken Jones run around nearly naked!) Among the memorable sequences are the extended episode with Penn & Teller (making their feature film debut) as Teller plays a sheik and Penn a fast talking con man, and the episode where the nutty rock singer Catfight (Leland Crooke) robs a "blue lady" (Diana Bellamy) of her panties as part of an ongoing game with his background singers. And Casey and Battle bicker a lot on their way to falling in love. The movie is very much of its time, with a catchy pop soundtrack as accompaniment. The supporting cast is very solid, with Howard Hesseman, Julius Harris, Laurie Main, and John O'Leary as some of the sour old chauvinist pigs; veterans Sean McClory, as O'Brien, and E.G. Marshall, as Witherspoon, are particularly endearing and effective. The pacing drags in places, but overall this is a very hard movie not to like, creating some good vibes for a pleasant enough 98 minutes. Seven out of 10.

One of several 80s comedies that reminds me of the old screwball classics of the 30s and 40s updated to the modern day with nudity and swearing. Deborah Foreman is a likable lead who gets good support from vets like Sean McClory, E.G. Marshall, and Howard Hesseman. Penn and Teller are less obnoxious than usual in their film debuts. Sam Jones plays arguably the most divisive character for modern viewers. I won't say why; you'll figure it out. Perhaps the most memorable part of the movie for many is the crazy rocker Catfight, played by Leland Crooke. He has the movie's most memorable line ("I want them panties!"). He was actually the one part of this I remembered in the thirty plus years or so gap between viewings. Nice soundtrack of songs by the band The Wigs. Never heard of them before but they did good work here. There's also a lovely violin piece that's used frequently. It almost seems out of place for a comedy but it really elevates the film.

I saw this movie as a kid many times on VHS. Then it seemed to vanish from my mind for decades until I rediscovered it. This is a real hidden gem for people of my generation and the younger set that still has a sense of humor. It's a fun movie that would probably be considered offensive to today's audience. But then again what isn't?

Free-spirit, fast-talking Casey Meadows (Deborah Foreman) works as a lowly dishwasher. She receives a letter from wealthy benefactor Witherspoon (E.G. Marshall) hiring her as a new driver for Brentwood Limousine. Supervisor McBride (Howard Hesseman) is horrified by the change in the stuffy all-male operation. Ruthless business Battle (Sam J. Jones) is one of her clients and he gets dumped by his girlfriend.

This is a fun 80's flick. Deborah Foreman was an 80's IT girl. She is adorable doing this wide-eyed, open-hearted character. Penn and Teller do a memorable hustler and Arab sheikh combo. The drawback is mainly Sam Jones. He's not a good enough actor to dig deeper into his character but he's mostly fine. He needs to be a romantic lead but he's more of a linebacker or a villain henchman. The writing is passable for an 80's comedy. The material is elevated whenever Foreman gets to deliver a fun line.

This is a light-hearted, cute movie about a girl whose father works in a snobby, stuffy chauffeur company. Things quickly change as she joins, turns the company inside out, and falls in love with one of the customers.

Okay, so it's not THE best movie, but most people should like it. I give it a B+. It's got some good jokes, one-liners and a reasonable plot.

A woman is hired as a chauffeur for a limousine company. Her appointment causes all manner of perturbation and despair in the chauvinistic environs of this male-only club. Much to her male colleagues annoyance, she pretty much immediately makes a good impression with their clients though and gets involved with a relationship with a hard-nosed businessman who hires her as a driver. As is the way of these films, they start out getting on very badly but as time progresses a love affair emerges and the businessman learns from the error of his ways.

This 80's effort is overall pretty good fun. It's hardly going to blow your mind with its originality or anything though, as it is in essence a formulaic romantic comedy. But it has a very likable performance from Deborah Foreman underpinning it. She elevates the material up a notch or two. Appearing alongside her is Sam J. Jones, surely best known for his starring role in the earlier movie Flash Gordon (1980). There is also the first cinematic appearance of Penn and Teller, as a couple of oddballs who Foreman picks up latterly in the story. And we also have some very 80's music performed by the never popular new wave band, The Wigs. All-in-all, this is not bad for a low budget 80's comedy, it's corny but gets by on a reasonable amount of charm.

The set-up for this light-hearted romp isn't exceptionally complicated: the manager of a limo company whose drivers are all stodgy old men is grudgingly forced to allow an esoteric new wave babe a chance to join their ranks, so he sets about to do everything in his power to make sure she fails miserably. Yet wrapping up the requisite wacky mid-'80s nudie hijinks in a fresh and unconventional plot is a big plus in this case, and My Chauffeur ends up being one of the more memorable offerings of its flavor and vintage.

The film's most abundant strength is that it's truly funny, and frequently so. Since the laughs arrive with such generous consistency, the movie maintains a lasting charm throughout rather than serving up a couple of decent gags and settling for being a nice try. Of course, central to that is the spirited performance by Deborah Foreman, who would handily steal the show even if she wasn't already the tale's leading lady. Add in some welcome support from Howard Hesseman, E.G. Marshall, a slew of familiar character actors, and the debuts of Penn & Teller in one extended notable sequence, and the result is a flick that doesn't necessarily demand inclusion in the decade's comedy canon, but comes admirably close nonetheless.

Most of the slapstick elements are handled with gusto by the limo-riding bit players, with Foreman acting as the sassy straight-(wo)man who inevitably gets chastised by her grumpy boss for the misdeeds of her passengers ("but she was worth 20,000 points" is one of her sharpest zingers, though I won't spoil the set-up by explaining it, and that particular vignette is so wtf bizarre it defies description, anyway). Naturally, she proves to be wildly popular among her clientele and thus an asset to the company, so watching her gradually win her co-workers over like she wins us over from the start imbues the film with bursts of surprisingly sincere heart to go with its keen comedic soul.

Though most of the action is dominated by the encounters between Foreman's delightfully-rendered Casey Meadows and the unruly fares her plotting dispatcher throws her way to scare her off the job, the amorous subplot which blooms between her and one particularly difficult client is just as pleasant to watch unfold. Since the two share a palpable natural chemistry and Casey is so comprehensibly endearing, it's easy to root the pair on all the way through the denouement, where once again the movie exceeds expectations by adding an additional layer to the twist the viewer has been conditioned to anticipate since the opening moments (while also affording Foreman the opportunity to deliver the best line in the movie for good measure).

My Chauffeur isn't a perfect film, but it is a whole lot of fun, delivering enough raunch and skin to please that sector of the audience while also allowing its adorable star and the likeable auxiliary characters around her to elevate the material beyond the obvious. What could have easily been just another entertaining but interchangeable sex farce is shaped into something far more impressive in these hands, and this outing doesn't merely work as an amusing diversion, a cavalcade of breasts, and a serviceable rom-com, it also works as a satisfying, well-made flick. And if nothing else, there are way worse ways to spend 95 minutes than hanging out with Deborah Foreman.

I thought this was one of the worst 1980s comedies that I've seen. A grating young woman becomes a chauffeur through some irrelevance of the plotting and the film follows her as she deals with a number of clients. There's a sleazy British rock star (of course), a playboy, even a rich Arab, but the overriding theme is of diabolical and unfunny humour.

The talent-free Deborah Foreman gives a performance of such blandness that I can barely remember her face just a few minutes after watching. FLASH GORDON star Sam Jones plays in support as a client and his drunk scene must go down in history as one of the most embarrassingly overacted ever. The likes of E. G. Marshall and even Penn & Teller show up too, but they don't stop this from being one of the least funny so-called "comedies" ever.

Picking this movie apart for all of its technical weaknesses and flaws would be stealing candy from a baby, so I won't go there. The biggest problem I had with it is the same issue I had with the 2005 version of "The Longest Yard" (specifically William Fichtner's character), which was the idea that someone who is a complete tool can radically change personalities in an instant. That would require nothing short of extreme electroshock therapy and a lobotomy or at the very least an overdose of LSD.

I'm not going to lie: Penn and Teller did nothing for me in this and their whole scene was irritating. At a couple of points, Deborah Foreman's character grated on my nerves as well.

That said, my bottom line is that this made me laugh... more than once! I drove a stretch limo for a few months for a hotel when I was 19 and I did see a fair amount of funny and weird behavior from passengers, so that aspect of the film wasn't too much of a reach.

I hope you get a chance to check this one out.

I own a limo company so I was interested to watch...so bad not sure how it got anything over a 3. The humor is so weak. I continued to watch just to see Penn and teller. Painful.

Quite possibly the best film ever made! Okay, maybe i'm exaggerating but it's a really fun film filled with wacky characters and that distinct LA 80's feel.

What sets this film apart is the dynamic lead performance by Deborah Foreman (where have you gone, Debbie?) In terms of comic timing and just being so damn adorable she rivals Katherine Hepburn in Bringing Up Baby (a film which My Chauffeur most resembles)

David Baierd's direction keeps things brisk and light yet there are demented touches here and there which give the film a unique off-balanced vibe.

Check this film out if you can and expect a pleasant surprise. I'll re-watch it again and again and have a blast each and every time.

Deborah Foreman blazes into My Chauffer dressed like mid-80's Madonna and carrying so much personality and attitude that she pushes you to the back of the theater (or couch or wherever you're watching this). At first, it's all a bit too much, but the more you get to know her and her character, the more lovable this manic woman becomes.

Foreman's character is given a mysterious job offer out of nowhere to be a chauffeur. Once she gets to the office, she's tormented by the all-male staff and she must prove herself by taking on the most clients of all time. Ultimately, she falls for one of her rich, powerful clients (Sam Jones) who she mellows out a bit.

This is a silly, slight movie with no major plot to speak out. Foreman rides through the city, picking up client after client, as the film takes several detours into episodic comedy. Some of it works and some of it doesn't, but Foreman remains a memorable and enjoyable presence throughout and easily worth the price of admission.

After her unforgettable turn in horror comedy Waxworks, in which she played the submissive plaything of The Marquis De Sade, I didn't think it would be possible to find chipmunk-cheeked cutie Deborah Foreman irritating, but My Chauffeur has proved me wrong. The actress is just as great to look at, her dimples no less adorable, but her character, Casey Meadows, is thoroughly abrasive, a 'kooky' free-spirited young woman with a nonchalant attitude to life whose response to any situation is an exaggerated expression of cuteness or surprise. In short, she hacks me off!

Having firmly established her 'crazy credentials' during her first few assignments as chauffeur to the rich and famous (including ferrying a sleazy rock star to his gig in someone's front room, stopping along the way to let him assault an old lady), Casey is tasked with driving hard-nosed businessman Battle (Sam 'Flash Gordon' Jones) to a vineyard, a 300 mile trip during which the girl's incessant wacky mannerisms, cheeky grins, and spunky behaviour eventually melts her workaholic passenger's icy heart. Fetch me the bucket...

But writer/director David Beaird isn't content with simply rolling out the hoary old romantic movie clichés. Oh no, he's got something special in store for his unwary viewers—one hell of a strange ending that beggars belief. For Casey's final job as a posh limo driver, she must drive a rich oil sheik (played by Teller, one half of magic duo Penn and Teller) to his embassy, a simple task but for the intervention of a conman (played by Penn, the other half of magic duo Penn and Teller) who sneaks into the back of the car and fast talks his way into changing the sheik's plans.

Instead of the embassy, Casey drives to a wild party where the sheik and the conman pick up some big breasted bimbos and pay them to take off their clothes in the back of the car. Cue more cutesie smiles and looks of amusement from an unfazed Casey. The next day sees Casey given the heave ho from her job, discovering the true identity of her father, fleetingly believing that she has committed incest, and learning that her mother was a total slut who slept with almost all of the men in the limo company. Instead of flipping out at this news like any normal person, Casey simply grins cheekily and looks cute. Arrrgghhhhh!

3.5 out of 10, rounded up to 4 for IMDb.

This movie is almost impossible to watch. Even my old lady who picked it out wanted to turn it off after the first ten minutes, but we persevered for the full 90 minutes of occipital torture.

The chick from Valley Girl is cute but one cute girl and a lame Penn and Teller bit do not make a movie great. Why does this chick want to be a limo driver so bad. What's with the lame 80's soundtrack? Couldn't they have sprung a little extra for some tunes that people have heard on the radio? Sam Jones fan since Flash but come on man, his character is even more one dimensional than Flash. Penn and Teller, great I dig them, what will they do? Well dear friends, they will do a tired, hack, unfunny bit that would have stunk as a one minute bit, but stretch it into a 15 minute borefest. I really had to put my full weight down on my lady to keep her on the sofa during the miserable Penn and Teller portion of the film.

Finally, what really upset me most was Sam Jones' unexplained super quick face turn. I mean he is the heel all movie long. Valley Girl and Sam walk in the woods, he is still heel. Then they find a cabin and bam immediate face turn, asking Valley Girl to marry him. Just 30 seconds before he wanted her fired and showed no emotion towards her. What happened? Did the editor have to trim 20 minutes of the film where it showed Valley Girl warming Flash's heart? Avoid at all costs, even free on basic cable or Netflix. I dig Sam Jones, the Valley Girl broad, EG Marshall, and that one handed villain from Live and Let Die with the alligators but come on man, let this movie rest in piece.

Saw this movie when it came at the theater back in the day. I remember Howard Hessmen, Dr Johnny Fever, was in it and a cute lead actress. Just saw it today 3-25-20, for the first time since then. Wow, unwatchable. No redeeming qualities about the movie. Lead actress not attractive. But Sam Jones, Flash Gordon, who I liked in the "Ted" movies is in it. Although I couldn't place him at first. All in all, not worth the time.

1st watched 1/28/2021 - (Dir-David Beaird): Harmless but lame teaser comedy about a young woman chauffeur, played by Deborah Foreman - hired by an old rich man, played by E.G. Marshall. We really don't know why he pulls her from a dish-washing job to be one of his drivers, but she definetly is not part of the norm for the business. They subsequently try to get her fired by giving her some of the worst jobs, but somehow she pulls out positive things from the adventures despite Howard Hesseman(who plays the head of the group) and the all old male gang trying to bring her down. These jobs bring in un-pleasant characters like an obnoxious rock star, a Penn & Teller act, and a stuffy rich son, played by Sam Jones. The later starts to fall for the female chauffeur after obvious disdain for each other begins their connection - but, of course, this is a "Crown International" picture that has to have it's bouts of nudity - which this has, including a scene where the two main stars hook up. After a series of disconnected jobs - we eventually have Sam's character looking to marry the female chauffeur, but than many twists are revealed at the end(which some don't make any real sense) but pulls the story together to allow for a happy ending. There are a couple of funny bits with Deborah Foreman, but most of the movie is just bad --- and the viewer is just waiting for it to be over. Foreman's portrayal is probably the best part of the movie, but she's not given a lot to work with.

Female driver at an all-male Southern California limousine service toughs it out despite a sexist boss. Would-be 'naughty' comedy bottoms out. Nice to see Deborah Foreman ("Valley Girl") and Sam Jones ("Flash Gordon") after each had their brief blush of success earlier in the decade, but this isn't much of a movie. Rather, it was something that people rented on video on a Friday night after everything good was already taken. Tacky and mostly terrible despite a solid supporting cast including Howard Hesseman, E. G. Marshall (!), Julius Harris, and Penn and Teller. Nobody could save this dog. * from ****

I love this movie....I've loved it since I first saw it at age 10...If you pride yourself on your love for off-beat movies, and have never seen this..please do..I can't promise you'll have the same love for it as I do...but I truly believe I would love it just as much if I saw it today for the first time....Deborah Foreman is perfect in this role..open enough to be such a great character. All roles are distinct, no one gets lost in the chaos. I hope you have fun..now get up go rent it..I'd loan you my copy, but I don't know you stranger!!

OK, so it's no epic piece of cinematic history, and sure it's a formulaic and derivative romantic comedy, but I still rank it as one of my all-time favorite films because it possesses a wonderful plot structure, engaging vignettes ("A blue lady with a blue dog! That's 20,000 points!"), well-drawn characters, witty dialog, a lot of heart and a lot of laughs - not to mention a finger-snapping, so-80s soundtrack from a seemingly never-to-be-heard-from-again band called The Wigs "My Chauffeur" is all-around well written and well realized. Watching this film, you can tell the people involved both in front of and behind the camera really put their imaginations and talents into crafting something special. Deborah Foreman is quirky-cute-cool as Casey Meadows, an aspiring limo driver who shakes up the stuffy status quo of Brentwood Limousine Company when she's hush-hush hired by its reclusive owner (E.G. Marshall). She faces the cold shoulders of all of the older male drivers, save for a paternal Irish gent (played marvelously by Sean McClory) who takes her under his wing. Sam Jones is marvelous as Battle Witherspoon, the dictatorial corporate suit who's all business and no pleasure - until he meets Foreman's Casey and slowly melts for her. The romance that ensues between them is surrounded by a wonderful cast of characters who populate the movie's tangental scenes, such as the one that features the film debut of Penn & Teller (as a con man and a Middle Eastern prince, respectively). Myself, I get a little choked up every time I see the scenes where Casey comes to the transportation rescue of a young man being berated by his girlfriend for not having a car, and where Battle finally realizes what a jerk he's been and commands his long-suffering, single-mom secretary to march down to human resources the following Monday and name her own raise. Touching, heartfelt, sincere stuff. Yeah, it's a fairy tale film filled with other little fairy tales, but that's what makes it so much fun. Even more fun: "My Chauffeur" has one of the most fall-down laughing drunk scenes I've ever seen. After Jones' character gets dumped by his girlfriend, he gets rip-roaring blotto in the back of Casey's limo. Chugging scotch, primal screaming and spewing venom he declares his freedom and commences to streak stark naked through a neighborhood park. In terms of sheer hilarity it rivals the scene in "The Money Pit" where Tom Hanks laughs himself into hysterics after the bathtub plunges through the bathroom and shatters on the first floor. It's just movie magic. As you can tell, I've seen this film a few times, and will undoubtedly see it a few more in my lifetime. But everytime I see it, there is some bittersweetness that manifests itself as the credits roll at the end as I ask myself "where are they now?"

A quirky, fun-filled, romantic romp of a movie with unforgettable lines like "Gawd, it's hot. But thank gawd it's not sticky!" "You are now a prisoner of Brentwood Limousine," "If I see something I haven't seen before, I'll throw a rock at it," and "a one-legged nun walking a goat." Major 80s nostalgia in the music. Deborah Foreman's Casey Meadows character is adorable. Annoying Penn and Teller were the only low point.

This is my all-time favorite movie. Most definitely a feel good movie. When I'm stressed or down, I watch this movie and it always brings a smile to my face and makes me laugh when I think nothing could. Deborah Foreman is brilliant as a quirky, adorable female chauffeur who upsets the "gentleman" chauffeurs boring, stuffy existence and brings some light in their lives. This movie is a great one to see when you just want to sit back and enjoy a good movie without investing too much emotion or thought process into it. Try it, sit back and enjoy!!!!

This movie has many highlights -- the blue lady walking a dog scene, the tar pit scene, the hillbilly hospitality scene, the car thief scene and on and on including the entire Bone & Abdul (i.e. Penn & Teller) routine. There are no low points. Deb is in top form -- cute, coy and adorable. Aside from a couple of minor continuity flaws, the movie is perfect. And if your wondering where I got my name from, watch the movie. Yes, Deb, I wanna be your dog! :-)