I first saw this film as a 12 year old kid, and I like it to this day. It's a simple movie, gets the needed laughs, and tries to keep the lost art of slapstick. This plenty of zingers abound in the movie, and it's pretty entertaining. The frozen bullet, the plane are damn good special effects for the time (1988). Yeah, there's plot holes, but almost every movie has those. Yeah, the story is rather implausible. But it's still entertaining. The producers knew they weren't remaking Gone with the Wind, and that's fine with me. Films about about entertainment, bottom line. And that's exactly what this one does, entertains. Now if only current film directors could learn that.

A comedically talented cast and the writer of "Dead Poet's Society" somehow combine to make a startlingly unfunny, shockingly amateurish waste of time. There is really very little else to say, except that this problem belongs on the IMDB's bottom 100 list.

This frantic comedy suffers from Pinchot's annoying performance as the psychic - especially when he gets spastic. Larroqutte, playing it mostly straight, comes off better. The movie gets very silly at times, but at least it never stops moving. Certainly it's not deserving of such a low "average rating" on this site (at this time, 2.9). Something closer to a "5" would be more appropriate.

This movie was not great, but okay. The special effects seem to do alright. But Bronson Pinchot as the psychic Bobby, does a serious amount of over acting thats not even funny. The way he does it, he looks like he did over a dozen takes. And Stuart Pankin's character Preston who is Bobby's care taker, is such an idiot, you were waiting for somebody to smack him upside his head. Seems it is John Larroquette is the only one who is funny as the uptight and cynical detective Wills. His funny performance saves the movie from extermination. Bess Armstrong seems to hold her own, has the nun who is helping them on the case. An alright film.