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BRING ME THE HEAD OF ALFREDO GARCIA (UA):: Sam Peckinpah has turned out one horrendous film after another (with the exception of Junior Bonner) ever since The Wild Bunch. Alfredd Garcia, however, hits a new low. The Getaway, in comparison, is a tour de force.
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Bring me the head of Sam Peckinpah.
BRING ME THE HEAD OF ALFREDO GARCIA (UA):: Sam Peckinpah has turned out one horrendous film after another (with the exception of Junior Bonner) ever since The Wild Bunch. Alfredd Garcia, however, hits a new low. The Getaway, in comparison, is a tour de force. All the Peckinpah elements are here — the malevolent Mexican(s), the whore with the golden heart, and, of course, the man, always a man, out to prove and/or redeem himself— but they serve no purpose. Warren Oates runs the gambit of emotions from A to B (thanks Ms. Parker wherever you are), and Isela Vega makes Ali MacGraw look like an actress. When we get the head of Sam Peckinpah, we should ask that it not be on film.
Kit Rachlis