This is not a film I liked very much. It may be a classic and Marlon Brando's performance, or rather his role itself, an icon, but those don't make the dazzle, enthrallment, or entertainment of a movie automatic. The story is threadbare, an after-school special's plot, and absolutely nothing more. The characters are stick figures and the story is by the most engraved, faded, and weather-beaten numbers. I enjoy Brando, and for that matter, I enjoy Lee Marvin, because they both bring charisma to the screen, with both of them, especially Brando, no doubt have. Other than that, it's simple languishing in time for an hour and ten minutes. The best way to describe this film is "Eh, it was OK." I'm surprised that I'm commenting on it because I completely forgot I watched it after it was over.
The best moment in the film, one I actually rewound to watch again, was when two bikers are sitting at a bar talking to the disconcerted bartender, and eventually, they lead coherent sentences into scat singing. I loved that.
The best moment in the film, one I actually rewound to watch again, was when two bikers are sitting at a bar talking to the disconcerted bartender, and eventually, they lead coherent sentences into scat singing. I loved that.