Picks and Pans Review: The Presidio

updated 06/27/1988 AT 01:00 AM EDT

originally published 06/27/1988 AT 01:00 AM EDT

The "Dip" is misused erasing the lovable animated characters in Roger Rabbit. How tempting instead to plunge the cartoonish dolts in this numbingly inane cop thriller into the goo. Mark Harmon is a San Francisco police inspector investigating the murder of a female MP at the Presidio, the 1,500-acre military compound at the base of the Golden Gate Bridge. Soon Harmon is banging heads with Sean Connery, the Presidio's provost marshal. Enter Meg Ryan as Connery's thrill-happy daughter. Home from college, she's ready to bug Daddy for being such a ramrod that he drove her mother to suicide. Coming on to Harmon would make Daddy mad, so she comes on to Harmon. They have rough sex on a car hood; her idea, his hood. Director Peter (Running Scared) Hyams brings his usual stale approach to trite material. The screenplay by Larry Ferguson, co-writer of the wretched Beverly Hills Cop II, is a compendium of clichés. Harmon and Ryan's lust soon turns into, surprise, real love. While solving the crime, Harmon and Connery develop, ta-da, a mutual respect. At fade-out, the three stroll—okay, everybody—into the sunset. Maybe the usually reliable Connery should have joined his co-stars in just coasting by on looks. Someone should have stopped him from doing not one but two blubbering breakdown scenes that shame his career. Oh yes, the murder. Whodunit? Who cares? (R)

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