From the DVD box: “Can a kid from Kansas come to New York to conquer the business world and manoeuvre his way from the mailroom to the boardroom in a matter of weeks? Michael J. Fox proves it can be done in this very funny lampoon of corporate business life. Fresh out of college, he’s determined to climb New York’s corporate ladder in record time by masquerading as an up-and-coming executive, even though he’s really the new mail boy. However, Fox’s plans begin to go awry when the boss’s wife falls in love with him and he falls in love with a junior executive, who also happens to be the boss’s mistress.”
One of the most “1980s” films of them all, from the poundingly intrusive pop-video soundtrack to the romance with corporate life and the belief in upward mobility, it’s surprisingly quirky and entertaining. And the way it mutates into an old-fashioned farce with mistaken identities and tangled relationships is cleverly plotted. Helen Slater seems intended to resemble Lady Diana. One of the funnier scenes involves Michael J. Fox on the phone to his mother, trying to reassure her that everything is okay as he witnesses an armed robbery right next to him in the street.
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