This is a comedy of coincidence, where Kim Basinger is a traveling saleswoman for the Pink Lady cosmetics company, driving a pink Cadillac and wearing pink all over. Add to this horror the bad taste of Elvis impersonators appearing everywhere and the fact that whenever Kim is around some Elvis impersonator dies accidentally, and you have a wacky comedy.

Of course, there is a bit of romantic comedy hidden in this movie, a bit of the "neorealist" trend with the two investigating cops being the complete opposite of each other and also a couple, talking even more nonsense than Travolta and Jackson in Pulp Fiction. But the main theme of the movie seems to me the breakthrough of life from the sea of mediocre bad taste.

In the end Kim wears black, finds her true love and Elvis takes revenge on the silly people emulating him. Can't say it's a good movie, but it has that bit of originality that makes it stand out. And it's fun, too, if you don't feel the need for something profound.

While most straight to DVD films are not worth watching, this one is the exception.

Kim Basinger plays a "Pink Lady" (Mary Kay) cosmetic sales lady who had met Elvis as a child. During her recent travels Elvis impersonators around her die from freak accidents. She falls in love with John Corbett (love at first sight) who she believes is also an Elvis impersonator because he carries around an Elvis suit which belongs to his soon to be ex-wife Denise Richards. The acting is pure ham, such as in Mars Attacks. The accents are overly done. The FBI agents hunting the pair are comical. The concept is original. The cast is full of stars (Tom Hanks, Sean Astin, Angie Dickinson, Billy Ray Cyrus, Pat Morita). The dialogue is so-so, perhaps the weakest aspect of the movie. The Elvis impersonators were so bad, you wanted them to die.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Darkly comic serendipity about a cosmetics saleswoman, with odd ties to Elvis Presley, running into a sea of Elvis impersonators while speaking at conventions in Nevada...and accidentally killing each one of them through little fault of her own. Kim Basinger, a still-attractive actress of considerable merit, likes to pick quirky movies to play in, but this dreadful screenplay (by Mitchell Ganem and Adam-Michael Garber) hasn't an iota of good humor. The stereotypes and low-ball gags are not meant to be the stuff of classic comedy, but even on a shambling, shameful level, the picture is crude and sloppy. If you do watch, see if you can count how much extraneous shots there are of Basinger behind the wheel of her pink Cadillac, hands always in the same position and a non-plussed look on her face. Hopefully both she and Elvis were well paid. NO STARS from ****