An aging TV star investigates a string of murders that plague the set of a teensploitation flick.
Although she could live comfortably off her residuals, watching CSI “with one chilled bottle of Verve Cliquot [sic] following another,” Polly Pepper, “a goddess from the Golden Age of television’s musical/comedy variety hours,” would rather be working. So when veteran Trixie Wilder dies mid-shoot, Polly’s agent persuades her to audition for Trixie’s role in Detention Rules!, in which bad girl Dana Pointer and good girl Missie Miller as high-schoolers duke it out for the affections of dreamy Jack Wesley. As if playing Dana’s grandmother weren’t humiliation enough, Polly loses the part to conniving Sedra Stone. Polly’s protestations that she never would have taken such a tiny role anyway make it hard for her to step into Sedra’s shoes when her archrival takes a dive off a ten-meter board into an empty pool. Like a pro, she does it anyway, impressing the cast, along with her party-planner son Tim and her faithful maid Placenta, with her consummate professionalism. But it’s her role as sleuth that wins her the greatest accolades, especially from detective Randy Archer, whose manly charms so tempt Polly that she even lets him drive her Rolls.
A maiden voyage filled with so many nonsensical plot twists that one can only hope Polly keeps her vow not to investigate any more murders.