Tom Cruise could probably use some a cutting edge spinal cord transplant after carrying this entire 2.5 hour movie on his back.
Watch if you desperately need a gratitude moment (you'll have one when its over.)
I vaguely recall getting in a fight with a significant other after our first viewing, but there's nothing indefinite about my resounding endorsement of the film. Putney Swope seems like a reasonable comparison to make, but ultimately Chameleon Street is its own film.
Narrative dialogue you won't believe and just enough meaty subtext to save it from the jaws of farce.
When you're done, spend some time researching Wendell Harris Jr.'s struggle in the Hollywood movie machine.