A curio which further shows the versatility of George C. Scott, again bringing dynamism, energy and reality to his role. Playing a zealous father coming from a place of righteousness, he finds himself traveling narrow-mindedly through an unknown and alien world. A squalid, existential and underrated gem.
Not as nuanced as some say, not as puritanical as others say. Perhaps that's the problem, the film never feels like it a foothold until the climax. Which is essentially a Taxi Driver rehash. George C. Scott & Peter Boyle are excellent as always, special mention goes to Season Hubley's character who makes the audience care for the Scott's character more than we should
An interesting insight into the seedy underworld of 70s porn and the exploitation of an impressionable teenager who feels neglected and unloved by her father. Our eyes are opened through his, of what he sees and experiences as he hunts for his daughter. In the end both are changed by their experiences, and one hopes that may be the good out of the bad experience. A powerful film slightly let down by a week ending.
The perfect companion piece to the Schrader penned Taxi Driver. George C. Scott is brilliant as the religiously righteous father drawn into the seedy underworld of LA to find his missing daughter. Schrader paint's a picture of LA that both detests & entices in equal measure, matching the skewed morals of its characters. The ending feels obligatory, but that doesn't stop another telling view on America's urban decay.
Absolutely hilarious and riveting for George's shirts alone. I'm so glad they couldn't be bothered to re-shoot or actually chose (!) to leave in the bit where the investigator can't get the gun out of his ankle holster and it flies in the air! I must have rewound that bit fifty times. The music is excruciatingly bad - look at the blokes picture-sheesh.
It straddles this odd line between Taxi Driver and Mr Deeds Goes to Washington. The Mid-West scenes are particularly Capra-esque (and boring!). But when Scott starts rummaging through the filth of West Coast dive bars and cinemas it takes on a dark tone that shrouds the inevitable conclusion - and what little we really know about this man!
Stylish nosedive into LAs seedy, sordid underbelly, with echoes of Taxi Driver. George C. Scott on top form as a stubborn, principled man of God who finds himself woefully out of his depth in the shark-infested waters of California's sleazy, underground porn scene. Somewhat reminiscent of the closing scene to Chinatown, the ending seems forced, but nonetheless still a fine film that even today has plenty of spunk...
Straight Jake's garishly hip shirt is the most shocking thing in this uneven look at US society c1979. It lacks the energy and pace of Taxi Driver and suffers from our seeing virtually nothing of Jake's hapless' victim' daughter until the end. Loved the Star Wars tribute naked go-go dancers complete with light sabres. Who'd want to come home to Dutch Protestant Grand Rapids after that!? Freak out!
A surprising movie that could be described as a slow-burning thriller. A little dated, but nonetheless a great film - with some strong acting from Scott who really sells his despair. The ending is a bit of a letdown - mainly with the daughters motivations but still a gripping watch.
I though this film was very puritan, and badly written. George C. Scott "transformation" looked very forced and he always looked so out of place. It touches lots of interesting topics, but only scratching the surface. The ending is so rushed and the daughter gives one of the most terrible performance I've ever seen on screen. It's like a cheap version of Taxi Driver.
Fans of Joel Schumacher's gumshoe sex slave ramble 8MM will be on familiar ground. Even George C Scott fills similar shoes to Nic Cage, rolling around in a state of disbelieving horror that can't quite comprehend the fantastical magic mystery work of adult entertainment that they've dropped into. Also felt the last page of the screenplay must have just said: SEE CHINATOWN.