Cold Feet

As a reviewer who WAS ACTUALLY THERE in the 70s and 80s, I will confess upfront that I stumbled on this film being aired in 2015 on a speciality "nostalgia" channel -- a channel so obscure that even the people who advertise on it probably don't watch it.

But somehow I was caught up with this film, odd combination of eccentric characters and a wonderful landscape for their "road trip" ... and I was hooked. In fact, I felt positively .... nostalgic.

Tom Waits -- for those of you NOT of that era -- was not what you would call a prolific leading man. In fact, this film is the most face time I have ever seen him get. He mugs and mugs for the camera like he just escaped from a Starbucks, but the real star power in the film belongs to Carradine ("butter wouldn't melt in his mouth") and Kirkland.

Kirkland sort of made a living doing female characters that looked and acted like a mad scientist had run two entirely different women into a machine and only one came out. She may be an acquired taste -- especially for other women -- but you certainly cannot say she is stealing anyone else's act.

The rating is tricky. One of those films that either works for you ... or does not.

And great scenery. Won an award for the cinematography, in fact.

Some early footage of Bill Pullman.

And a great looking horse.

Is it because I am Old and Cheesy? Is it because I am a dyed in the wool Tom Waits fanatic? Or is it because the acting by Waits is nigh unto maniacal? The scene in the Stallion Registration Office will forever be etched on my brain. Any and all should see - nay, experience this movie.

This is a cheesy movie made abouts of the time Hollywood was running out of cheesy movies and entering the late 80s/early 90s realm of the truly horrible. You can see the degradation here but it's still quite obviously a true child of the 1980s.

I was flipping around on the telly when I came across this fine film. In the scene, a man was hanging out of the passenger-side window of a pick-up truck, traveling down a long desert road, doing sit-ups while shouting, "I'm a man!" over and over again whilst a family, in a station wagon, drove along side the truck looking on in slack-jawed amazement. You can't not love a scene like that. The man turned out to be Tom Waits, who really does steal the movie.

Basically, the story is the aftermath of another zany jewel heist caper with a number of even zanier characters. The main characters are a shifty cowboy (Carradine), his obsessed almost-wife (Kirkland) and their unstable hit man acquaintance (Waits). Waits' performance is over-the-top - which is really the only way to go in a cheesy 80s comedy - and saves the movie from mediocrity. It's a fun movie.

Laugh at the jokes, laugh at the circumstances, laugh at the movie, laugh with the movie, laugh on the inside ... it doesn't matter. If this movie can bring a little joy to the movie watching aspect of your life, isn't it worth the ride?

This started out as a great movie, but is a classic, classic case of an end-game botch job: The filmmakers simply could not figure out how to end this movie! It's *really* way, way too bad, because all the hard work setting things up deserved follow-through. I've never seen such a bold quality-related contrast in a movie.

I could almost recommend it in spite of this failure, simply because of the writing and character development. It's a fun movie in a number of ways.

I guess in the end I'll have to suggest you pass this one up.

This is definitely not your typical caper film. The humor is done in shades of black and the characters are so far off-beat as to be asynchronous. I loved it. Keith Carradine is relatively normal in this crew! The script is full of winning lines and concepts, and while I can see why it would not appeal to the faint of heart (or wit), it is truly an underappreciated gem. I couldn't believe the lack-luster review given by the only other viewer to comment here, and just had to add my two bits...