Back in 1985, Jackie Chan made a movie with James Glickenhaus called The Protector. It was an early attempt by Chan to achieve success with an American audience. Glickenhaus's ideas were different, to be put it mildly. He made Chan's protagonist a foul-mouthed Dirty Harry-esque cop, and threw in gratuitous nudity and slow motion for good measure. The film is mean-spirited, the action scenes are amateurishly handled, and the Peckinpah-style violence borders on ludicrous. Despite these reason, or possibly because of them, I find it to be a riot.
I hope to completely watch a Molly Ringwald movie called For Keeps? It came out in 1988, around the time Ringwald's status as a hot up-and-coming property (no pun intended) started to wane after her acrimonious split with John Hughes. The film is basically an attempt by her to win an Oscar, and from what I've seen, it shows. When she's not downplaying her part, she is mercilessly hamming it up with a vengeance. She smashes phones against receivers, tosses stuff all over the room, and sheds tears like Niagara Falls, all while incomprehensibly screaming at the top of her lungs. If there is such a thing as a Ringwaldian melodrama, this is it.