It’s possible that a trillion years from now, a visiting alien will open a time capsule and alight upon a can of film containing this movie. After ten minutes, he’ll switch it off and say to his alien comrade, “fancy a beer, mate?” For few movies are as boringly awful as this one.
Co-produced and co-written by 1960s satirist Terry Southern – the man who put the laughs into Dr Strangelove (1963) and the yawns into The Magic Christian (1969) – it’s a counterculture affair with psychedelic trips, mental illness and a graphic message about abortion.
Everyone looks stoned out of their minds and tends to cavort about naked.
James Earl Jones
Sniper Man/Mrs Dockey