Business George Mallin has been robbed… by his wife, Tina.
Her peculiar way of disposing of the loot, by gradually, intentionally losing
it at a poker game once a month, is explained when she confesses to the Angels
that she is being blackmailed by someone with pictures of her doing the nasty
for money. That “someone” is a sleazebucket named Cass Harper, a Vegas chorus
girl director who lures young ladies in with the promise of a job, then pulls
the rug out, leaving them with no choice but to sell themselves to the
high-rollers he pimps them out to. Stage two: photograph the indiscretion,
blackmail the client. One girl who almost falls for the ploy, Elisabeth,
confesses to the Angels her plight; she helps them with a setup where Bosley is
a client, and undercover Kelly is one of the “girls.” Sabrina poses as a tax
auditor, alerting the casino owner, Max, that Cass is stealing – enough to draw
attention to a loathsome creep out to ruin the lives of innocent people for
cash.
Las Vegas in the 70s was huge – just about every major TV
drama from that decade had an episode set there – and Angels was no exception. Sin City gets utilized quite nicely here,
and don’t miss all that introductory B-roll of the city’s main stretch, with
one marquis after another of the big-name entertainers of the era. My only
quibble s that it takes too long to get there; we have to slog through the
twenty-minute setup-story about Mrs. Mallin and how she connects to the
prostitution ring. Just another case of byzantine for byzantine’s sake. Keep it
simple, stupid.
But once things get rolling, it’s a rollicking good time,
with plenty of gambling action on the floor, and a great, campy backstage
drama, involving Kelly and the “elder” showgirl Avril, behind the curtain (no
doubt inspired by All About Eve, it’s
an unknowing precursor to Showgirls;
we even get a classic catfight!). Jill has a good car chase fighting off sleazy
dude who’s on to her, and Bosley finally gets
a chance at romance, playing the nurturing father figure who gives Elisabeth
the good night kiss she always wanted but never got – awwww. (Wait a second,
isn’t he supposed to be married?) If that’s
not enough, we even get a truly
satisfying final scene in which the Angels, and all the done-wrong women, get
their comeuppance on a body-casted Cass (they write obscenities on his plaster
– you go girls!).
So what’s not to like? Have patience and you’ll be rewarded
with a delightful combo of sharp writing, engaging supporting characters and
daffy fun. Angels has finally hit its
groove.
Client: Mr. Mallin
Plot difficulty level: 7
Rating: ***1/2
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