This could have been a sweet, charming little romantic comedy, but it is ruined by excessive vulgarity and gratuitous nudity. Casey Meadows (Deborah Foreman) is a fast-talking, goofy, rebellious young woman who receives a mysterious note from millionaire Witherspoon (E.G. Marshall) informing her that she's been hired as a chauffeur for his limousine company. She is given a cool reception by her stuffy new boss, McBride (Howard Hesseman). Only O'Brien (Sean McClory), Witherspoon's chauffeur, treats her kindly. In an effort to make her quit, McBride assigns Casey to their most difficult clients. But eventually she is assigned to chauffeur Battle (Sam J. Jones), the uptight and overworked son of Witherspoon. There is so much to like about MY CHAUFFEUR that it makes the film's wrong-headedness that much more annoying. Foreman is terrific as the spunky young chauffeur. The handsome-but-uptight Jones is a perfect foil for her, and the pair sparkle in several scenes together. Marshall is, of course, the consummate professional, and the supporting cast leaves the viewer wanting more. Unfortunately, there are several pointless, gratuitously offensive digressions in the basically sweet plot line.