Although the story comes from a certified science-fiction author, Roger Zelazny, and has been adapted by a couple of good hands, Alan Sharp and Lukas Heller, this post-WWIII adventure is a virtually unplotted sightseeing tour through stereotyped nuclear wastelands (i.e., the serviceable Southwest desert, covered over by Kool Aid skies). It has one worrisome episode with armor-plated "cockroaches," and it also has some of the phoniest process shots ever turned out of Hollywood. George Peppard delivers a stalwart performance in what he doesn't seem to realize is a second-banana role, the priggish commander of a group of survivors who are driving a futuristic Winnebago to Albany, N.Y., and, on route, pick up a Las Vegas showgirl and a teenage boy who's a dead shot with a stone at a distance of fifty yards. Jan-Michael Vincent, Dominique Sanda, Paul Winfield; directed by Jack Smight. (1977) — Duncan Shepherd
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