What a quirky thing this film is, and mostly in an irritating way. Best parts first. The scenery and filming are excellent, especially the hypnotic ending with mesas receding in the background. Robert Blake is as endearing and eager here as he was playing Little Beaver in the Red Ryder films. His extended monologues are often great, and point towards his role in Baretta. But there's no sensible dialog, and the supporting cast - barfly, mentally disturbed desert wanderer, and police detective - aren't as good as Blake with their monologues. They chew a lot of scenery and are painful to watch.
The whole thing gives off a whiff of Chicago, with the Guercio score and and even band members Cetera and Kath in the cast. When the film was made in 1973 Chicago was rapidly becoming a pop hit machine. Their energetic performances from the late 60's were receding from memory as fast as the hippies/communes/psychedelia shown in the film. Easy Rider was made in the 60's and captures the feel. Compared to it Electraglide in Blue seems like a wannabe that arrived 5 years too late.
The whole thing gives off a whiff of Chicago, with the Guercio score and and even band members Cetera and Kath in the cast. When the film was made in 1973 Chicago was rapidly becoming a pop hit machine. Their energetic performances from the late 60's were receding from memory as fast as the hippies/communes/psychedelia shown in the film. Easy Rider was made in the 60's and captures the feel. Compared to it Electraglide in Blue seems like a wannabe that arrived 5 years too late.