tried something different in his final narrative movie
but the results are oddly similar to his usual '60s formula. Here the King plays a doctor working in an inner-city free clinic, playing host to three Catholic nurses (who are really nuns incognito). Elvis gets hung up on one of the nuns, played by Mary Tyler Moore
; she seems a lot closer to The Dick Van Dyke Show
than the Vatican. The songs are sparse--"Rubberneckin'" gets a workout in one of those awful stilted hootenannies so prevalent in Elvis pictures. The flower-power ambience is more interesting than the story; the film features Mod Squad
-style attempts at racial politics, a sit-down protest, and a weird sequence involving "rage reduction" to cure an autistic child. Elvis has good scenes and indifferent ones, but he looks fantastic (this is just after the great "comeback"), and he dresses like no other doctor before or since. --Robert Horton
The King of Rock and Roll's last acting role really does find him 'in the ghetto', where he plays the streetwise Dr John Carpenter, a musical MD with a mission to cure the inner city blues. Helping him out is Michelle Gallagher (Mary Tyler Moore), a caring hipster chick who is in fact, unbeknownst to Elvis, an undercover nun. Michelle wants to use her speech therapy skills to make the world a better place, but she is worried that her nun's habit might turn the kids away from her, which is why she's left the wimple at home and decked herself out in the latest happening fashions. But this has an unfortunate side effect - Dr Elvis is fast falling in love with her. Will she manage to stay true to her vows or will the rocking doctor's romantic prescriptions prove irresistible? Will the King succeed in wooing the swinging sister or will she ultimately find the crucifix and the rosary more attractive than the guitar and the pelvis?