Great movie! If you want to be entertained and have a few good laughs, see this movie. The music is also very good,

It’s sentimental, ridiculously long and only occasionally funny

It is a whirlwind of delight --- attractive actors, stunning couture, spectacular sets and outrageous parties.

This movie tries so hard to be funny, yet it falls flat every time. Just another example of recycled ideas repackaged with women in an attempt to appeal to a certain audience.

I like this movie. It was my first movie that I ever appeared in. I am the guy playing guitar on a bench and get robbed , right before the body gets set on fire. We shot all of that ,that night. The fire scene as well,,,very cool to watch that unfold.Shot at or about 8pm in the park downtown L.A. and was a little bit cold. Greg was less than receptive on the set,,UNLIKE KAY who was very nice and sweet. I also struck up a chat with the script supervisor who was an actress (cant remember her name thou) and she was very nice and good looking. This movie is slow at times but still has depth and a Good plot line. Peace B

A stripper gets brutally murdered underneath a bridge. Spunky, sexy, dedicated and flat-out gorgeous lady homicide detective Cody Sheehan (appealingly played by the lovely Kay Lenz) goes undercover (and uncovers herself) as a go-go gal at the smoky, tawdry, neon lit strip joint the dead chick worked at in order to catch the killer. Probable suspects include the club's hard-nosed owner Ray (a slumming, bleary-eyed Norman Fell, who looks and acts like he has yet to fully recover from the cancellation of "Three's Company"), a seedy patron named Pocket (sleazy Peter Scranton), one stripper's neglected, lonely brother, and the leering, obnoxious DJ/light show dude (a perfectly smarmy Brad David Berwick). Greg Evigan contributes a fine performance as Cody's scruffy, disapproving sexist jerk partner Heineman. Directed with tremendously artsy and dynamic style by Katt Shea Ruben (who also co-wrote the solid script), with garish cinematography, an appropriately trashy rock soundtrack, plenty of protracted smoking hot striptease set pieces, a funny turn by the always delightful Diana Bellamy as a brassy police dispatcher, and a thrilling conclusion (the killer's true identity is a genuine surprise), "Stripped to Kill" rates highly as a hugely enjoyable slice of low-budget 80's exploitation junk.

What happens when you hire a competent female writer/director to make a low-budget T&A horror-thriller with a strip club setting? You get compromise, and a kind of tug-of-war effect between exploitation and realism. While this one has a more-than-generous amount of T&A and violence, it should also be given credit for delivering a gritty, credible and often unflattering look inside a strip club and the women who populate it. The dancing is explored for all its worth and from all possible angles; exploitation, entertainment, eroticism, even as art. Some of the dancers view their occupation as being a way to express themselves through dance while others think of it as just a paycheck for another night's work. A few are lesbians, some have drug problems, most have criminal records and a few even seem like reasonably well-adjusted women who find stripping unpredictable and exciting.The club itself is so atmospherically represented that you can almost smell the cigarette smoke in the hallways. The door of the girl's dressing room, the congregation place where the girls change, bitch about customers, reflect on their lives and pasts, etc., has "Women" scratched out and "Sluts" amusingly spray-painted over it. Much of the dialogue between them is laced with cynicism, no doubt based on a life's worth of problems, failures and disappointments. All of the girls are given just enough personality to be likable and what seems seedy at first eventually turns into a somewhat accommodating place for outcasts of all types once the heroine of this film gains employment as one of the dancers.The heroine is question is a reserved tomboy policewoman played by Kay Lenz, who goes undercover at the club when a serial killer begins targeting the strippers. Sure, we've seen this exact same plot many times before (at least I have), but this movie takes it a step further. Not only is Lenz trying to crack the case but her character is learning and opening up in the process. This assignment allows her an outlet from the male dominated police force and the opportunity to explore her femininity and sexuality. She also discovers an odd kinship and inner working between the women and gets a little too involved on a personal level. It's an interesting role and Lenz (a sorely overlooked actress over the years) is great in it. And yeah, she does several nude scenes and looks great doing so, but it's a thoughtful, very good performance that doesn't rely on her couple of nude scenes to be memorable. Norman Fell also has a great supporting role as the no-nonsense club owner, who's every bit as dry and world-weary as his girls.The biggest gripe I see about this film is that there are too many dance scenes and they're too long. This is no doubt just filling producer Corman's quotient of T&A for direct-to-video profit. Well fine, we get the naked girls and get the stripping. Plenty of each. What I don't see usually pointed out is that the dance scenes themselves are entertaining. They usually incorporate some interesting props (motorcycles, fire, a giant spider web...) or have a specific theme and with the lighting mixed in, it does come off as performance art at times. In addition, you can tell the women hired in these roles are actually either professionally trained dancers or actual strippers (or ex-strippers) because their stage performances incorporate flips, splits and a flexibility that requires dance training. The soundtrack is full of dated 80s-style rock, usually with a female vocalist, but it's tolerable. The biggest gripe I had with the film is that the slasher movie plot seems almost an unnecessary afterthought. I was far more interested in the everything else that was going on that I almost lost complete interest in who was actually killing the strippers.Without question, Katt Shea Ruben is one of the most talented writer-directors Roger Corman employed in the 80s and 90s. She was one of the few with the ability to transcend the formulaic material and anemic budgets to create films that are distinctive, thoughtful, personal and interesting. And like many other notable cult/underground directors, she has never, and may never, receive much recognition or attention, and that's a true shame. I especially recommend her films DANCE OF THE DAMNED (1988; an intriguing and original vampire film which has sadly slipped into obscurity over the years) and STREETS (1990; a grim drama/thriller starring Christina Applegate). While STRIPPED TO KILL might not be as impressive as the aforementioned films, and a bit more weighted down and padded out, it's still a bright starting point for the director and well worth checking out.

And what better way to mark the occasion, than to review a film about an undercover policewoman taking her clothes off. Yes sirree, she is moonlighting as a stripper in order to catch a nasty guy who has been murdering all the dancers at a local club. Of course the nudity takes second place to the fascinating plot, which is full of thrills and spills! The attention to detail on actual police procedure is nothing short of exemplary! Why, I even think a spotted a shoot-out at the end! How original! Sorry I can't be more help, I nodded off long before then. I must be working harder than I thought.. I really feel I missed out.Still, don't let that put you off.. this is a great film! If you like gyrating hips, strobe lights and well-oiled thighs.. Why, don't just buy a copy.. steal it! The music too is nothing short of sensational. It's amazing how many times you can say "I want it, baby" and still make it sound fresh! Why wasn't the soundtrack nominated for any Grammys? And the costumes.. Darling, you have outdone yourself! Especially with that yellow and pink polka-dot number.. I can see Ms Naomi Campbell modelling that come London Fashion Week! I won't even go into the Oscar calibre performance of leading lady Kay Lenz! Watch out Meryl, someone's after your crown!So overall, I would have to say this is the best film I have ever seen and.. huh? Who are you people? No, I don't need another jacket! Hang on, where are you taking me? This isn't my car! This is kidnap! HELP! HELP! MURDER! POLICE! *DOORS SLAM SHUT, SIREN FADES INTO THE DISTANCE*.0/10