A valueless sequel to the valueless 1987 comedy Mannequin and similarly targeted at those who like their women blank, passive and none too bright.

Unfortunately, the recycled plot is still the driving force here, and the movie becomes increasingly frantic trying to accommodate it. In the end, Raffill can't bring this dummy to life, but he does try.

Despite the presence of four credited screenwriters, the plot is a rehash of cliches and tired jokes.

...a continuously larger-than-life comedy that’s rarely, if ever, as engaging or charming as one might’ve anticipated...