Beyond the rather wacky poster (which for some reason decides to paint in/cash in on that year's infamous Burt Reynolds Cosmopolitain nude spread - this time with towel - as if it were part of the film) 1972's Fuzz is an ok enough, rather Altmanesque, mix of police procedural and light hearted farce which relocates Ed McBain's 87th Precinct in the fictional city of Isola, a thinly disguised New York to Boston (with a score by Dave Grusin, who would later soundtrack Boston's St Elsewhere)
Ultimately though, it's a somewhat unmemorable affair, which is a shame considering the novels are far more memorable and were ground breaking in their way, certainly the earlier ones from the late 50s.
The cast is interesting to say the least, all solid 70s heavyweights but seemingly a little at sea with the material (though they handle the serious elements better than the slapstick) Reynolds isn't really anyone's idea of Steve Carella, Jack Weston isn't bald or Jewish to be Meyer Meyer, Tom Skerrit, an actor I normally don't mind at all, seems to sleepwalk his way through the film as Kling; baffling when you consider the script has him writhing around on top of Raquel Welch in a sleeping bag! and Yul Brynner is...well, Yul Brynner. Still, the aforementioned Welch looks amazing as usual.
Frankly, the excellent TV series Hill Street Blues would tread similar ground far more successfully a decade later.