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Release Date: July 26, 1991

Starring: Mel Brooks (Goddard Bolt),
Lesley Ann Warren (Molly),
Jeffrey Tambor (Vance
Crasswell), & Howard Morris

Genre: Comedy

Audience: Adults

Rating: PG-13

Runtime: 100 minutes

Distributor: Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer Pictures

Director: Mel Brooks

Executive Producer:

Producer: Ezra Swerdlow, Kim Kurumda &
Mel Brooks

Writer: Mel Brooks, Ron Clark, Rudy De
Luca, & Steve Haberman

Address Comments To:

David Forbes
MGM/UA Distribution Co.
450 N. Roxbury Drive
Beverly Hills, CA 90210
(213) 281-4000


(L, V, S, A/D, Ab, M) 15 obscenities & 17 profanities; moderate violence (hoods beating up man); Implied fornication, model building symbolizing phallic icon, sexual innuendo, & a street person urinates on another; cocaine use by hoods & alcohol abuse; the church ridiculed; and, theft & wagering.


Goddard Bolt is a wealthy real estate developer who accepts a dare to live on the streets for 30 days without money. Mr. Bolt fornicates with a street woman and is knocked senseless by drug addicts who steal his billfold. LIFE STINKS isn't funny, and, at its worst moments, the film ridicules the Christian faith although it ends with a confession


Goddard Bolt is a wealthy real estate developer working on a futuristic community that requires leveling parts of the inner city that are inhabited by the homeless. Mr. Bolt's new project contains a model tower symbolizing a phallic icon. When a rival developer, Vance Crasswell, wants a piece of the action, the tower is knocked over and becomes limp.

Talking politics, Crasswell dares him to live in the streets for 30 days without housing or money. Reluctantly, Mr. Bolt sacrifices his posh lifestyle in order to become a street person. He befriends a homeless woman named Molly, and their friendship develops into a sexual relationship.

When the month is up, Mr. Bolt returns to his mansion only to find that Crasswell has stolen everything he owns. Now destitute, he must find a way to recover his fortune.

LIFE STINKS isn't funny, no matter how hard it tries. In its worst moments, the film ridicules the Christian faith. A Latin interpreter crudely translates an Anglo priest's advice on fidelity to newlyweds with erotic hip motions to describe sex. In another scene, Mr. Bolt asks for help and a voice within the church says "we're closed; come back tomorrow."

Living in a sewer of perversion, it isn't hard to see why LIFE STINKS apart from God. Trashy scenes include cocaine use by hoods, who later knock Mr. Bolt senseless in an attempt to steal his billfold. Barely escaping, Mr. Bolt says "Thank you, God. Sorry I didn't believe in you when I was rich." His confession doesn't redeem him, but it is a good start.

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