This was a lot of fun back in the day and holds up pretty well even now, as I watched it once again the other evening. For me it was one of those movies that remain memorable because of Eddie Murphy's nervous energy and brilliant wisecracks owing to some edgy script writing. My favorite scenes were the banana in the tailpipe, the strip joint take down of the two hoods, and while watching this time around, I happened to be eating a roast beef sandwich while being reminded by Detective Billy Rosewood (Judge Reinhold) that by the time one hits fifty, you have about five pounds of undigested red meat in your colon. I'm a couple decades beyond that, so I probably have to compensate for another couple pounds or so. The film is punctuated by a hip and energetic soundtrack, with a great opener that sets the pace of the story with Glenn Frey's 'The Heat is On'. One minor point caught my attention when I heard it stated a night at the Beverly Hills Hotel went for two hundred thirty five dollars; that didn't sound like a whole lot to me, even for 1984, but it still probably caused the police department some irritation, seeing how it wound up on their tab. For me, this was one of Murphy's best flicks, suggesting one take a look at the couple of sequels that followed.
Review of Beverly Hills Cop
