No one involved with movies like this does it for the art; they just hope someone will notice the credit on their resume in the hopes that someone in Hollywood notice, or for the quick buck, or maybe (as in the case of Lesley-Anne Down) they're married to the director (the cheesily self-named Don E. FauntLeRoy).
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Alas, I don't know who that chick is, but it sure ain't Tracy Nelson, who stars as a mental hospital escapee who subsequently masquerades as a nanny. And poor widower Bruce Boxleitner is totally clueless about our nanny's ultraviolent streak, even after body #5 turns up. Why all the rage? Nelson's nanny is obsessed with cheesy romance novels, and she's looking for an idyllic life like the ones found in those pages. Of course, she's a bit off-kilter, so her plan to marry the rich doctor falls apart in relatively short order.
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The Vault lets loose its first unreleased material.
Ocean's two albums, ‘Blonde’ and ‘Endless’, both missed the Grammy deadline.