It looks like a tragic story in the life of this woman called Erin. The story began when her ex-husband got custody of their daughter, where Eran Grant asked for help from the former FBI for that case. After a short period of time, Erin receives a new career at the Eager Beaver Club for the return of her child to her new custody. Now, they seem to be drifting into a dangerous situation after a member of Congress takes it, which may complicate things completely.
Andrew Bergman's direction makes it watchable, but his screenplay pulls its punches on the sleaze, and tear-jerking sentimentality and inadequate humour don't combine well with the drama.
Striptease is not a disaster like that other expensive ecdysiast extravaganza, Showgirls, though if it were, it might at least have some redeeming camp awfulness to enliven its otherwise dull mediocrity.
The Striptease script... is at a loss for any kind of drama between Moore's dances. Not for a second do we care about her as a mother, wife or working woman.
Bergman, who made The Freshman and Honeymoon in Vegas, provides quotable one-liners for everyone (especially Rhames), and a bevy of strippers lend colorful albeit stereotypically ditzy support.
Men will doubtless be lured to Striptease by Moore's beautifully sculpted body. But it's the heart she puts into Erin that gives this more erratic than erotic picture the centering presence it needs.
