Lee Marvin's robot-like pushiness and impassivity tower above the whimperings, cringings, stammerings, and other symbolic castratings of a smug bunch of nattily tailored chieftains in the San Francisco underworld. The director, John Boorman, whips up mountains of hot color, frigid modern architecture, twisted sexuality, and modish Marienbad editing. With Angie Dickinson. (1967) — Duncan Shepherd
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