Mary Poppins Returns
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One might appreciate Anthology's all-new print -- with its epic sets and costumes, slumming icons, and unfocused meta-ambitions -- as the queer precursor to Southland Tales.
The film version of Gore Vidal's Hollywood-themed transsexual satire starts off promisingly, but after a couple of reels plunges straight downhill under the weight of artless direction.
As an adaptation of Gore Vidal's novel, this is a major travesty.
Raquel Welch's big chance is snatched away by Sarne's careless and unprofessional direction, and Rex Reed's self-parody is much too pat and easy.
If you truly analyze this, it's a very bisexual scene, and it's a classic, and I was told by a film buff friend that it was considered an A-list movie at the time.
Extravagantly tasteless, surprisingly inept filming of Gore Vidal's briefly notorious novel.
With so much raw comedic potential and a cast any director would be happy to get a hold of, Sarne somehow manages to direct it all into one aimless, inept and leering aberration.
Outrageous casting & laughs do not a good satire make.
There's a good movie in all this garbage.
Loaded with pop references and clips from old movies, it's like a bizarre comic precursor to 'The Dreamers'...
Yes, it's bad, but you quickly get beyond its badness. It's hypnotically awful. It's audaciously dreadful.
...it's hard to imagine how a film could be any worse, yet Myra has a silly, chaotic, almost endearing quality about it that proclaims its own innocence.
Just awful, disconnected scenes that add up to nothing. The clips from old films are the best part of this one.
How can a sex farce starring Raquel Welch at her peak voluptuousness be so dull?
This is like a porn flick with the porn edited out. An endless stream of set pieces that go nowhere. Myron Breckinridge (film critic Rex Reed) has an implausible sex change and re-emerges as gorgeous Myra (Welch). She blackmails her goofy uncle (director John Huston, embarrassing himself with an awful Slim Pickens impression) into giving her a faculty post at his bogus acting school/commune and, there, sets upon her vengeful quest to destroy the mythos of the American male. Or something.
That's about where the plot's momentum grinds to a stop. Mae West creaks in with her dinosaur act, portraying an agent who's fixated on having sex with men a third of her age (including a young, moustache-less Tom Selleck). It's as if she's in her own separate movie. She probably agreed to appear on condition that she have top billing and be allowed to lead a song-and-dance number. And we're forced to sit through it. She and Welch have just one scene together, and their faces never appear in the same frame. Meanwhile, ingenue Farrah Fawcett also enters the story, pokes out her nipples everywhere yet still can't make the film interesting. Even a bedroom scene with Welch doesn't pay off. How is that possible?
Repeated mentions of "balling" date the script, and further star cameos from Jim Backus, John Carradine and Andy Devine add nothing. The insertion of vintage movie clips (lots of Laurel and Hardy) mostly just pad out the running time and, in the end, the greatest pleasures are simply Welch's stylish costumes and game willingness to debase herself with references to orgasms, urine specimens and "motherfuckers." And, oh yes, there's her notorious anal-rape sequence. (Hint: She's not the one being raped.)
What was the point of Toni Basil repeatedly turning up, just to chew gum like some stereotyped teen delinquent?
A very campy sex comedy/revenge flick, starring the always luscious Raquel Welch, that doesn't hold up well. The characters are overblown and stereotypical, the sex (what there is) is pretty tame, and the controversial nature of the story seems a lot less scandalous today than it would have been forty(!) years ago. Still there were a few chuckles to be found, so not all was wasted. This viewer saw a bit of Fellini and some similarities to Dr Strangelove, but overall, not a highly rewarding film.
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