Kind of like CITIZEN KANE if CITIZEN KANE kind of sucked. Fascinating Juvenilia from Preston Sturges mirrors KANE's narrative structure kinda-sorta-well-not-really, but fascinating doesn't equal good, since it's rather literal minded and rather maudlin, and Tracy, who was generally electric in this period of his career, appears a little overwhelmed.
Amusing interplay between Yul Brynner and Marlon Brando, who kind of act at oblique angles at each other, and a certain wasted, melancholic tone keeps it all near-fantastic even when it doesn't quite know how to get to wherever it is it thinks it wants to go.
No film could live up to that title, and aside from two repellent scenes near the beginning this movie doesn't even try. Generally plays less like grindhouse fare and more like a very special episode of MANNIX. Underwhelming, though surprisingly nuanced characterization keeps it watchable.
Riddles and ridiculousness pervade every scene, and it always looks delicious, like being trapped inside a candy store for two hours, and the mysteries cohere just enough to make the experience fun, as long as you are perfectly okay with a movie where every character acts like an escaped mental patient.
The movie's in shambles - lazily written and seemingly unfinished in spots, yet it's got a great, evocatively muddy look, and some of the character designs are fabulous. Some good to great songs, especially from Debbie Harry, and it breaks my heart that there's never been a soundtrack release.
Some compelling people and ideas, but the assembled footage is put together rather haphazardly, so that there's no discernible arc and follow through, resulting in an unfocused, chaotic movie that's never as illuminating or inspiring as you wish it would be.
Silly, repetitive, and often dull, but every 15 minutes or so he's able to come up with some image and incident that will stick in your head whether you want it to or not.
Free floating melancholia and prettiness mixed with unexpected bursts of whimsy and humor in a movie that attempts to make a big statement about The State of the World as unobtrusively and unpretentiously as possible given the aims. In other words, exactly my kind of thing, though the ending's a bit of a kick in the gut, and not in a good way.