Product Details

• Actors: Michel Piccoli, Anita Pallenberg, Annie Girardot, Gino Lavagetto, Carla Petrillo
• Directors: Marco Ferreri
• Format: NTSC, Dubbed, Subtitled, Full Screen, Import
• Subtitles: English
• Region: All Regions
• Number of discs: 1
• Rating: NR (Not Rated)
• Studio: SomeWax
• Run Time: 91 minutes
• Average Customer Review: 1.0 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (1 customer review)
• ASIN: B000WWJNIQ
• Amazon.com Sales Rank: #134,649 in Movies & TV (See Bestsellers in Movies & TV)

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Product Description

Import (Russian release), Region free, Full screen, NTSC DVD. Audio Tracks: DD 2.0 ITALIAN; DD 2.0 ENGLISH (dubbed); DD 2.0 RUSSIAN (voice-over). Optional ENGLISH SUBTITLES ____________ SYNOPSIS: This offbeat combination of reality and fantasy finds Glauco (Michel Piccoli) returning home from his job as an industrial engineer to find his wife (Anita Pallenberg) in bed with a headache. Deciding to fix dinner for himself, he reads from a gourmet cookbook as he watches television, or listens to the radio. He runs across an old .45 caliber handgun and he cleans the weapon between attending to his culinary creation. He later goes to bed, but rises when he is restless and goes to make love with the maid (Annie Girardot), after which he examines the newly painted revolver. After shooting his wife to death, he imagines he is driven to the ocean where he swims out to a boat bound for Tahiti and takes a job as a cook. The title is a reference to the notorious American gangster who could shoot his way out of any place but the police line in front of Chicago's Biograph Theater.

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1.0 out of 5 stars Pretension, however, is alive and well, August 20, 2009

By	A Reader - See all my reviews

This is one of the laziest, sloppiest, most pretentiously precious "art" films to emerge from the decade of the sixties (and that's saying something). The acting is terrible, the dialog couldn't be more banal, the camera work is inept, the story telling non-existent... The projector scene alone made me cringe for about twenty minutes (seemed like twenty hours). At first I was embarassed for everyone involved in this picture but eventually I just got angry that so many critics have praised this kind of film for fear of not being considered "hip". Supposedly there's a "statement" being made about bourgeois values and the emptiness of modern life and (fill in the blank). Either that or it's just some idiots making a lousy movie. This is straight from the Godardian school, with an overshadowing sheen of "cool" that supposedly renders such slapped-together junk immune to criticism. I don't care. Not even Godard at his worst is this bad.