One of the earliest examples of lame-ass anti-woman 'thrillers' all sympathetic to boring white male leads who bang unstable women and expect us to care when they can't handle the consequences. Just as shit and offensive as Fatal Attraction. Why anyone would be obsessed with cardboard cutout Clint Eastwood (who even here has the sex appeal of rotting dust jacket) is beyond me, I guess the bitch really WAS crazy!
This movie is mix of cheese and genuine quality. It's fun to laugh at Eastwood's sideburns and "cool jazz" dj voice as well as his newbie directorial indulgences (like forgeting the plot for what feels like 20 min & turning into a jazz festival doc). Jessica Walter is great, however the novely of this film has been cheapened over the years since by being ripped off a few times.
A terrific film, Eastwood's debut is a chiller worthy of Hitchcock, lean and very mean. Don Seigel's influence is felt (he even cameos) but this is arguably better than some of his later efforts.
Clint Eastwoods's curious directorial debut. Despite the amateurishness, dated look and some arrhythmic narration, Eastwood manages some pretty intense moments. A fun 70s funky thriller.