I've seen films like this many times with the talents of New Yorkers like Woody Allen, Neil Simon and Martin Scorsese as either the writer, director or both, and they weren't nearly as pretentious as this Henry Jaglom written and directed piece of empty art house. It's only interesting when the camera's outside, giving the viewer a glimpse into the nostalgic era of Ed Koch's metropolis. As a 40 year old glimpse into a Manhattan that no longer exists (even with the same streets and buildings), it's a fascinating tour. Tune out the dialog and cut out the indoor scenes, and you're left with a fascinating half hour travelog.
Cult actress Karen Black has played many quirky characters, but for the most part, they were relatable and not annoying. She spends most of the time crying or complaining, and when a concerned stranger (Michael Emil) approaches her, you want to yell at him, "Proceed with caution! Possible danger ahead!". Interruptions of other people complaining around the city feels like filler, although it was interesting to see Frances Fisher in an early screen role, post-"Edge of Night", allowinga pigeon to rest on her head.
Gender based arguments serve no purpose and come to no conclusion. As an art house him, this will inspire students for its originality, but I didn't find any purpose to it. A bomb for the film, but a few stars for a glimpse at the city in a weird period of upheaval that never gets talked about. Sometimes it seems like Jaglom just grabbed a camera and pulled an Ed Wood and started shooting, not really having an idea of what he was going for. Outside a lyric of a frequently repeated song in the film, the title serves no purpose.
Cult actress Karen Black has played many quirky characters, but for the most part, they were relatable and not annoying. She spends most of the time crying or complaining, and when a concerned stranger (Michael Emil) approaches her, you want to yell at him, "Proceed with caution! Possible danger ahead!". Interruptions of other people complaining around the city feels like filler, although it was interesting to see Frances Fisher in an early screen role, post-"Edge of Night", allowinga pigeon to rest on her head.
Gender based arguments serve no purpose and come to no conclusion. As an art house him, this will inspire students for its originality, but I didn't find any purpose to it. A bomb for the film, but a few stars for a glimpse at the city in a weird period of upheaval that never gets talked about. Sometimes it seems like Jaglom just grabbed a camera and pulled an Ed Wood and started shooting, not really having an idea of what he was going for. Outside a lyric of a frequently repeated song in the film, the title serves no purpose.