The question on most people's lips before this lacklustre comedy is over will be, "Who cares?" John Candy was quite funny when he allowed a director to control his unrestrained manic mugging. Unfortunately, here Paul Flaherty (a former Candy TV associate) just lets him get away with farcical murder as a bungling private detective assigned to solve a kidnapping case. (The joke level? The kidnapper is the person who hired him. Ha, ha!) There are a few moments that raise a smile and Annie Potts is a joy as the gold-digging newlywed. But it's heavy going with very little wit and a great deal of slapstick.

Harry Crumb is a bumbling and inept private investigator who is hired to solve the kidnapping of a young heiress which he's not expected to solve because his employer is the mastermind behind the kidnapping.