Warren Beatty plays the character of a sleepwalker who's at first attracted and accepted by anyone getting in contact with him but who's finally rejected by all. I haven't seen a so passive character in years. Don't be fooled by his numerous motorbike trips, George will not go far in life. Tragic. Recommended.
Not as bad as I've been led to believe. Despite the nice 70s L.A. views and some genuinely funny moments, Shampoo's biggest sins are probably its meandering pace, dull characters, and generally dull tone. I really want Goldie Hawn's hair, though, and reallyreallyreally want to go to that second party.
Beatty has one of his most appealing roles as a womanizing hairdresser trying to get his own beauty shop. He doesn't want to conform to the Man for investors but money forces him to do so. Capitalism breaks all down & this film, co-written by Beatty himself, fits right into his socialist filmography. It's also a self-aware (for 1975) critique of toxic masculinity & a deconstruction of so-called ladies men. Great film
There's something dissatisfying about this film, one I've always wanted to like but that's never gripped me on the numerous occasions I've tried watching it. I wish it was funnier, that the satirical edge was sharper and that I cared more for the main characters. Nevertheless, Ashby is clearly in control of the piece visually and the performances are never less than outstanding across the board.
"What exactly can a president do to affect the moral tone of the country? The president can end the permissive attitudes, non-critical of an individual who decides for himself, whether to obey or break the laws..." - Spiro Agnew, on one of the TVs. Highly, highly enjoyable film. Directed with such a deft touch.
A superb soundtrack and decent cast is about all Shampoo has to offer. The lead character (played by Warren Beatty) is too pathetic to gain any sympathy from viewers, whereas the main female characters (Julie Christie and Goldie Hawn) are supposed to be won over by his charms. Jack Warden is a plus, but this is a bit of a dated chore that suffers from a poor script, mistakenly thinking that the leads will carry it.
With the talent involved, I can't help feeling that, affecting though this is, it could have been better. I can't decide if there's much real merit to Ashby's tripod-bound naturalism, or whether the film just lacks visual flair. Seriously, with that soundtrack, that writer, those actors... surely this could have been something more. Instead I'm almost left reading the screenplay 'through' the film...