"The Rocketeer" did a FAR better job of capturing 1940s comic book nostalgia, innocence and heart (with a touch of camp). "Brenda Starr" on the other hand, in this story of adventurous female newspaper report Starr, makes the 1940s look more like a cheap TV movie version of Warren Beatty's "Dick Tracey." And then throw in the bizarre conceit of the Brenda Starr comic strip artist being sucked into the comic strip world, and it all adds up to an awful mess. However, in the film's favor, although not a great actress, I've always liked Brooke Shields and she makes Starr a likable character, even if she's a insultingly unliberated female character who seems more interested in straightening her skirt and buying cute outfits than getting her news story. You also get Timothy Dalton in an eyepatch, Jeffrey Tambor as a Russian commie and quite a few other familiar faces including Charles Durning, Kathleen Wilhoite, Eddie Albert and Henry Gibson. The score by Johnny Mandel is probably the best thing about the film, but that's unfortunately a pretty low bar.