In Italy, Mickey King (Michael Caine) is a prolific pulp writer working under various pen names. He gets recruited to ghostwrite for a mystery man. He boards a tour bus and told to wait for his contact. He encounters a mysterious murder and other strange occurrences. Finally, he meets his subject, Preston Gilbert (Mickey Rooney).
I like the general surreal tone of this journey. It meanders a bit but I actually would like the injection of more strangeness. It needs to get weirder. It's holding back. Michael Caine is a little too cool for school. He needs to get in touch with his inner Kafka. In the end, it falls a bit short. It could have been a cult classic but it's only half-forgotten pulp.
I like the general surreal tone of this journey. It meanders a bit but I actually would like the injection of more strangeness. It needs to get weirder. It's holding back. Michael Caine is a little too cool for school. He needs to get in touch with his inner Kafka. In the end, it falls a bit short. It could have been a cult classic but it's only half-forgotten pulp.