newwaveknight1 At the beginning of the info page for this movie on IMDb, it said that there was no plot synopsis for this movie. I honestly thought that it was a review of the movie, and whole-heartedly agreed with it. If VH1 and Blender magazine were to follow up their list of the most awesomely bad songs ever with an identical list for movies, this would top at number one. The movie was like a bad party. It was boring, dull, and when the last guest arrives (in this case, what little plot there was), everyone had already left. In normal movies about performers, we find out about the main character's dark past BEFORE The END OF THE MOVIE!!!! The dialogue is like having to make awkward chit-chat with a friend of a friend of a friend while everyone you know is in the restroom. Then, it's as if the entire plot that should have been happening in the rest of the movie all occurs in a monologue that seems to last 12 hours. Hey, here's a little information. No real performers stop their show when a technical difficulty hits AND TELL THEIR FREAKIN" ENTIRE LIFE STORY!!! There is a quick scene with some woman sucking on another woman's nipple while the monologue is going on. i suppose that this serves as a cup of coffee for this long road trip of a monologue that nobody cares about. I suppose the job of a movie is to show us what it's like as certain characters, and what better way to put you in the heads of these bored nightclub customers than to have a monologue drag on like that. I am a huge Bruce Campbell fan, and when a movie drags so long that i can't even find him in the film, it must suck. I would buy this movie only so I can play Mystery Science Theatre 3000 with my friends while watching it.

juliolugo143 This was One of the worst movies I'v e ever seen. There were a few interesting characters but most of them made no sense to me. First was the odd dude in the coffee shop? What was that all about? He was always looking in the napkin dispenser. Then there was the old dude security guard. I guess he was one of the few believable characters in the film and he's done some other good work. Unfortunately, his part was far too small. OK, then there was Doc's club. Now this could have been played a lot more. The talent was rough. I personally enjoyed the ventriloquist. He was a metaphor for this film : HE SUCKED. About the only thing I liked were the two old ladies watching the show at Docs' They were cute, and I suspect related to the director or maybe the blue-haired investors that forked over the dough for this film and got a cameo. Who knew they would be the two best actors in this film! I also want to give a Golden Globe nomination to the rabbit that bit the magicians finger. He was really in character. Obviously, he is a star and probably regrets appearing in this stinker

Randy199 I'd never previously heard of this 1992 film before literally stumbling across it recently on Amazon.com, while doing a search for a different movie title, and based on what I read about it, I decided to take a chance and ordered it on DVD. Well, what a pleasant surprise, as I found "Eddie Presley" to be an absolutely wonderful film! This has got to be one of the most powerful, and realistic films I've ever seen about the "harsh realities" of trying to make it in the entertainment business,(music in particular), or really life in general, and I was completely taken aback by the power of it, though I'll admit it was quite depressing in many ways as well. The emotional feelings I got from it actually reminded me a lot of how I felt watching "Raging Bull",which happens to be one of my all time favorite films, and I can't recommend "Eddie Presley" highly enough!! 10 out of 10.

chadthor A minor masterpiece of borderline genius. Duane Whitaker's play comes to cinematic fulfillment in EDDIE PRESLEY, a paegn to Hollywood Bottom Feeders. Loaded with quiet power and insight, EP is the story of a Presely impersonator with a wounded psyche, unflinching in his quest to keep the King's spirit alive. He bets it all on one night of glory, a headlining spot at dingy Tinseltown dive. He ends up losing his girlfriend, his job, his chance, but not his pride, as he engages in a cathartic Lennybruce-esque confession that celebrates the poetry of the angles while exorcising his own demons. A must for anyone whoever spit in the face of certain demise.