I loved this film when I was 12. It set the standard for every stupid 1970's film! Cinematography by the great Laszlo Kovacs, one half of the "New Wave of Hungarian Cinematography". The other was Vilmos Zsigmond.
You know how your grandparents had a tendency to say racist/homophobic things? Well, this is mainstream movie-making with racism and homophobia galore! Luxuriate in the hatred and fear, as a cop puts 27 bullets into the stereotypical gay killer. I absolutely adore Alan Arkin and Alex Rocco. Note: If you see a woman eating an apple on the street then she's a prostitute. Oh Grandpa!