“This then, this is not a movie. This is a libel, slander, defamation of character, a prolonged insult, a god of spit in the face of art, a kick in the pants to god, man, destiny, time, love, beauty, what you will.”
Those are the first lines of the film. How apt they are. A decent book gets turned into a far-from-interesting, loosely told film, horribly undercut by these just awful cut-aways to utterly stupid imagery. Wanna guess what dirty word is paired with the image of a kitty-cat? Like I said, stupid.
Still, I am fascinated with how Rip Torn came to be the go-to actor for machismo and misogyny between 1969 and 1970. In that time span he was in Coming Apart, Maidstone, and this. Now, the poor bastard is taking comic knocks to the head in films like Dodgeball.