American Dreamer was a mid-80s gem I caught on cable numerous times, because it starred JoBeth Williams, who played a movie mom to perfection in one of my favorites, Poltergeist.
With American Dreamer, she is once again a mom—a bored housewife named Cathy who is obsessed with reading romantic mysteries. To her delight, she wins a writing contest and is whisked away to Paris. Only a short time after she arrives in Paris, she is knocked unconscious in an accident. Upon waking, she believes she IS a character from her favorite novel, and drags an unsuspecting but loveable guy (played by Tom Conti) into her fantasy. Before long, fantasy becomes a reality of true crime—complete with a bit of pillow talk!
American Dreamer reminds me very much of Foul Play. They're both funny, cute, slapstick comedies involving a woman who gets unexpectedly involved in a life-threatening predicament. Tom Conti AND his character reminded me of Dudley Moore and HIS character in Foul Play. But American Dreamer is a bit more quaint, and should appeal to the kind of women who read romantic mystery novels.
This romp is saved from cliché by a twist at the end. Thanks to JoBeth Williams's effortless handling of the comedy and her chemistry with Tom Conti, American Dreamer still remains a movie that gives me a chuckle.