Mannequin is utterly inane. Director Michael Gottlieb throws in slapstick sequences involving a waiters wig in a restaurant, people swinging around on neon signs and car and foot chases involving everybody becoming entangled in the lingerie department. Everything is overlaid with double entendres delivered with much frenetic eye-rolling. Scenes with Andrew McCarthy and Kim Cattrall running about the store in various costumes, as rockers, gangsters and opera divas have an emptiness that feels like an MTV clip waiting for the music to happen. One cannot help but interpret Mannequin as the ultimate yuppie wet dream unsuccessful guy falls in love with a woman who has no substance except as a fashion accessory, is then able to succeed in his job. There is an utterly insipid 80s score.
Among a host of bad performances, Mesach Taylor plumbs depths as a flamboyantly campy gay window-dresser. G.W. Bailey gives an embarrassing performance, while James Spader gives what must surely be the worst of his career. At least Spader and Kim Cattrall managed to live down fare like this done at the early stages of their careers and go onto far better things.
Mannequin on the Move (1991) was, believe it or not, a sequel starring Kristy Swanson as a statue brought back to life, and is actually a slightly better film.
Director Michael Gottlieb went onto such other undistinguished light comedy fare as Boyfriend from Hell (1990), Mr Nanny (1993) and A Kid in King Arthurs Court (1995).