Sorry Clint, sometimes you can be the man, other times, I don’t know what the hell your doing!
Philo Beddoe (Clint Eastwood) is an easygoing trucker and a great fist-fighter. With two friends — Orville, who promotes prizefights for him, and Clyde, the orangutan he won on a bet — he roams the San Fernando Valley in search of cold beer, country music and the occasional punch-up. When Philo falls hard for sexy country singer Lynn Halsey-Taylor (Sondra Locke), he sets out to win her over.
I wish when it came to old 1970s comedies, I wish they were just all great “classics”. However, its kind of hard to say that, when there’s junk like this always sitting around.
This movie is in the Dukes of Hazzard vein that ruled the late 70s. Southern rock, Southern comedy… well, it all goes deep south right here. This movie was obviously just thrown together, which is a poor choice regardless of whether this is meant to be a farce or not. You have a good ole boy, who likes fighting to earn some extra money.. oh yeah, and he has a monkey. He won it in a fight, but it really doesn’t matter… its just another one of those idiotic messages thrown in here.
I am not a comedic snob, I love lowbrow as much as the next guy, but theres so little to laugh at in this movie. You’ll get a chuckle the first time they throw out the jokes, but you quickly realize how formulaic and predictable it all becomes and you just wait out the movie, basically predicting the whole thing. Philos epiphany at the end of the movie is the only sort of non-predictable part, but trying to salvage this train wreck in the last 5 minutes cant pull this movie out of the gutter.
The only possible good thing about this movie, is that there are slight great scenes of Clint Eastwood, just showing how much of a boss he actually is, but with a script like this, it’s very hard to actually branch out.
Consensus: Clint Eastwood tries his hardest, but the film’s terrible format of jokes, predictability, and overall sense of just being one stupid redneck fight after another.