Adapted by Terrence McNally from his own play Frankie and Johnny in the Clair de Lune, this shares the squashiness of Neil Simon. Against a klaxon background of New York, Frankie (Pfeiffer), a waitress at the Apollo Café, has problems responding to the courting of Johnny (Pacino), the short-order cook. She's withdrawn, wants a VCR, and seems content to observe her neighbours' relationships through the window. But Johnny, after a mousy one-night stand with another waitress (Nelligan), won't take no for an answer. He gatecrashes her bowling night, they go to bed, she supplies the condom, and this time he lets rip with an orgasmic cry. Quaint cameos from Morris as a species of Dandy Nichols waitress, and Elizondo as the loveably cheap Greek cafe-owner. Pacino wears a vest and bandanna and moons through the part. Pfeiffer plays dowdy. Marshall directs as if Marty had never happened.