Almost 20 years later, Keaton’s still looking for his post-Batman identity; he’s good at playing a bastard/psycho (see Pacific Heights and other examples). Here he’s a ruthless salesman in NYC, saddled with the new guy (Fraser) who he has to show the ropes. Things get complicated when he gets emotionally – as well as physically – involved with Fraser’s fiancee (Valletta) while trying to figure out why Fraser’s flopping badly at his new job. The tables begin to turn…it’s an enjoyable movie if you like your humor blacker-than-black. Plus, at 97 minutes, it moves along, which is an advantage in this summer of 150-minute-plus threequels. No extras except some deleted scenes.