CAT ON A BLUE MONEY

PR flack Temple Barr, arranging publicity for the Las Vegas Cat Show, is on the track of whoever gave Peggy Wilhelm's champion Birman cat Minuet a Mohawk, keeping Minuet out of shows for at least a year. Phone counselor Matt Devine, Temple's reticent suitor, has been asked by his old teacher Sister Seraphina O'Donnell to find out who's behind the obscene phone calls to deaf, elderly Sister Mary Monica. And Temple's Runyonesque cat Midnight Louie has been privy to a dire prophecy of cat-astrophe for untold numbers of local felines. It would be nice if all these mysteries were connected; and it's a lot more fun watching them grow together—and seeing Louie win an accidental blue ribbon and get dragooned into giving blood to a crucified fellow cat—than it is trying to finger the feeble malefactor, about whom the less said the better. (Douglas must agree: It's practically a nonspeaking role.) Less arch than Catnap (1992) and Pussyfoot (1993), but intolerably overextended, with a finale that'll run you within a whisker of your ninth life.