Dolly Parton, hick from the sticks, is applying for a receptionist job at a Chicago radio station when, through mistaken identity, she is whisked onto the air as a call-in psychologist. (The psychologist for whom she is mistaken never does turn up.) The premise recalls the anybody-can-be-a-therapist idea of The Couch Trip, though it's thoroughly smothered in Dollyisms: down-home words of wisdom ("Tinkle or get off the potty"), a half-dozen background songs, and one, but only one, boob joke ("Holy moly!"). The ending, where the duped public rises up to defend their duper, is played without a whiff of cynicism. Frank Capra might have had to wipe away a tear, but who that's still alive? With James Woods and Griffin Dunne; directed by Barnet Kellman. (1992) — Duncan Shepherd
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