Alan Rudolph appears to be very much the dutiful protégé of Robert Altman, his producer, with this multi-character merry-go-round situated in the "city of the one-night stands." One has the feeling that the characters have been squashed ruthlessly in order to fit them into Rudolph's mosaic style and his reductionist vision of L.A. The key figure among them is a perpetual seeker (Geraldine Chaplin) who cultivates a Camille-like cough and spends her days charting the L.A.thorough fares in the backseats of taxicabs. Now and then she looks candidly into the camera (she is not the only character to do so) and muses something on the order of, Everyone says romance is dying. Well, I'm romantic. Aren't I? I think I am.' Nice up-tilted shots from inside cars; nice appreciation of the importance of telephones. Excessive use of Richard Baskin as a running-commentator minstrel. He wrote the music, which is pretentious, and sings it himself, which is presumptuous. He has a horribly coarse voice and an irritating mannerism of croaking or moaning on every second syllable. With Keith Carradine, Harvey Keitel, Sally Kellerman, Lauren Hutton, and Sissy Spacek. (1977) — Duncan Shepherd
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