I'm hard-pressed to remember a film worse than Change of Habit, a movie which features the following:

- Elvis Presley (in his final movie role) as a singing doctor in a free urban clinic
- Mary Tyler Moore as a nun and nurse
- A plot which features said nurse and her friends "going undercover" in said doctor's clinic, and
- The inevitable romance between Elvis and Mary.

This movie is so bad it is unwatchable. The songs are atrocious (you won't recognize a single one), the acting is pathetic -- even Moore can't save this project from devolving into utter sap and crap.

A desperate attempt to cash in on the brief and strange resurgence in all things Elvis, Change of Habit is unfortunately a lowlight in The King's career. Now, it's also a lowlight in my video library.

Groan.



As in, dropped like a bad one...