First of all, let's be clear: Dorothy Stratten was NOT an up and coming star in the making. Her dialogue was kept to a minimum, her performance barely rose to the TV-level Three's Company school of "ain't I adorable?."
She was the 20-years-younger girlfriend of the director, pure and simple. The other supposed new, new face was Patti Hansen, also an awful actress with her "too-hip-for-words" style and inability to smoke a cigarette properly.
Othernotably awful actors gracing this mess are: Blaine Novak (also co-writer) who mugs insufferably and tries to be that cool bad-boy hippie-type of the 1980s and Collen Camp (shrill, self-absorbed.)
This is the type of movie that always finds "respect" decades later and is hyped by 3rd and 4th tier "critics" who claim it was misunderstood or the death of Ms Stratten put a damper on its chances.
Let's be clear, no one (except Playboy fans) knew who Ms Stratten was and no one cared, this was just another in a series of self-indulgent fiascos in Peter Bogdonavich's 1-or-2-successes-amongst the-tripe career.
She was the 20-years-younger girlfriend of the director, pure and simple. The other supposed new, new face was Patti Hansen, also an awful actress with her "too-hip-for-words" style and inability to smoke a cigarette properly.
Othernotably awful actors gracing this mess are: Blaine Novak (also co-writer) who mugs insufferably and tries to be that cool bad-boy hippie-type of the 1980s and Collen Camp (shrill, self-absorbed.)
This is the type of movie that always finds "respect" decades later and is hyped by 3rd and 4th tier "critics" who claim it was misunderstood or the death of Ms Stratten put a damper on its chances.
Let's be clear, no one (except Playboy fans) knew who Ms Stratten was and no one cared, this was just another in a series of self-indulgent fiascos in Peter Bogdonavich's 1-or-2-successes-amongst the-tripe career.
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