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1980's Super Fuzz finds Italian actor Terence Hill (real name Mario Girotti) as Officer Speed. Believed dead after the NASA explosion by his partner Willie Dunlop (played by Ernest Borgnine), Speed shows up later that day and unwittingly moves a manhole cover into place just as a dumbfounded Dunlop is about to fall into it. Realizing at that moment that he has developed "super powers", Speed quickly begins using his powers to outdo Miami's other 1980's top cops Sonny Crockett and Ricardo Tubbs and catch Miami's biggest bad guys. Despite several earnest (pun intended) attempts at convincing his partner
of his powers (making a coffee cup fly into his hands when Dunlop isn't
looking, jumping out of a thirty story window, again when Dunlop isn't
looking), Speed somehow always loses his powers when he tries to show
them off. Is it Ernest Borgnine's voice that causes him to lose his powers?
Is it salt water? Is it counterfeit fish? Is it the color red? And is
illegal gambling going on inside that truck or not? But never mind that
for now, back to the story... Shortly after his green glow subsides, Max, when angered, acquires the ability to make objects move - with his mind. After spending some time using his ex-wife Lorraine (Mary Kay Place) and disabled high school buddy Brian (Brian Doyle-Murray) to try and help him through his depressed, confused funk, Max tries to deal positively with his telekinetic powers. One positive example being Max helping Darcy achieve twenty consecutive orgasms. Another example is Max giving Darcy's date a bloody nose from across the room. Unable to come to grip with his newfound existence, however, Max begins to lose control. Fortunately for him, the multiple orgasms and bloody noses help Darcy decide to give him another chance. All the characters, including Nell Carter, who shows up as Brian's voodoo witch housekeeper, converge for a quiet weekend at Brian's beach house, which everyone thinks is just what Max needs to get a grip (for some reason, no one believes he has special powers). The whole weekend spins wildly out of control and peaks with Max snorting a ten-foot line of "demon powder" and Mark announcing that "I'm a God damn good looking man!" And you thought you were having a bad day.
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