Aren't Europeans supposed to be much more sexually sophisticated than us hayseed, Puritan-descended Yankees? Well, one would never know it from this limp-dicked dreck supposedly set in Paris, whose cast sounds suspiciously Germanic underneath a horrendously amateurish, unintentionally hilarious English voice over/dub job.
Hot Shots tells the tale of the purported "erotic" exploits of womanizing Frog physician. But its production values, average-looking performers, tepid sex and cornball Euro-English narration such as "young lady, prepare yourself for a doctor's dick that can heal all woes," all add up to a grim prognosis.
There ain't nothing hot about Hot Shots and I can't imagine why anyone -- save a homesick Gerry -- would want to rent the damn thing.