Review: Sweet Revenge
Stockard Channing plays a young car thief who is trying to earn enough
cash to buy her dream car, an expensive Ferrari. Sam Waterston plays the lawyer
who tries his best to get through to the girl and put her onto the straight and
narrow for good. But Channing is no ordinary car thief, she seems to have a
compulsion for it, and can’t stop. Hell, it doesn’t even seem like she wants to. Franklyn Ajaye has a role as
one of Channing’s associates.
The director of “Panic in Needle Park” and “Street Smart”
strikes out with this dull 1976 film. Surprisingly, director Jerry Schatzberg
takes what is pretty heavy subject matter, and turns what could’ve been
reasonably gritty dramatic material, into a sudsy soap opera. Hell, given the
main character’s involvement with cars, it could’ve even been turned into a fun
exploitation film. It’s not nearly worthy of the ‘BOMB’ rating Leonard Maltin
gave it- it’s too harmless for that. But it’s also completely toothless,
superficial, insignificant, and frankly a bit sluggish. It’s not a terrible
film, but one can easily see why it has been forgotten.
Stockard Channing is a fine and charismatic actress and pretty believable
in the lead, but the girl can’t work miracles. It’s especially hard to
sympathise with her character when she keeps fucking up, and the character
doesn’t have much depth. We’re not really given any indication that she’s a
Klepto or has some mental compulsion to be doing what she is doing. The romance
between Channing and Sam Waterston is a bust too, because she’s unlikeable and
he’s Sam Waterston. Sorry, but the guy is a block of wood and the stiffest
actor around outside of a porno. Oh well, at least playing a lawyer isn’t
exactly a stretch for the guy. The connection isn’t there. It’s also a shame
that the multi-talented and versatile Franklyn Ajaye is wasted in a part that,
although the actor is likeable, requires little more of him than to say ‘dig’
at least once per sentence.
Meanwhile, there aren’t even any cool cars or exciting car chases. You’d
think the film would at least work on that
level. But no, it’s not really a drive-in movie. No, this one’s just not worth
seeing. It’s just...there. The superficial, underdone screenplay is by Marilyn
Goldin (the French film “Camille Claudel”, of all films), B.J. Perla
(her only significant credit), and Jor Van Kline.
Rating: C
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