It's as if it sets a bar and then continually trips over it, again and again, taking down the talents of Dolly Parton, Sylvester Stallone and Bob Clark in its wake, like an endlessly swirling toilet that has transformed into a black hole where no goodness can escape. Rhinestone achieves a level of bad movie that even I didn't know was possible. I thought I knew what bad movies were all about, but I never knew it could be like this. Reviewed by BandSAboutMovies 1 / 10 The absolute worst Still, it's an insulting come-on to crowds of even the lowest denomination, and the smugness (especially on Stallone's part) is insufferable. It's a movie purposefully targeted at yahoos (who else would even want to see it, aside from Dolly-addicts?). There's practically no action-just mouthing off-and even Parton's grounded, natural effervescence is discarded for the sake of extremely cheap laughs. That's the whole plot, really the rest of it (ogling bar-owner Liebman, the budding romance between the two stars) is inconsequential. Country crooner Dolly Parton takes a bet (singing five more years at sleazy Ron Leibman's rowdy roadhouse) that she can turn obnoxious cab-driver Sylvester Stallone into a "Rhinestone Cowboy". Never mind that "Rhinestone" already looks like a dated relic from another was a very poor picture in its day, and time has not been kind to it. Reviewed by moonspinner55 1 / 10 "Freddie, there are two kinds of people in this world-and you ain't one of 'em!"
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