Expected a sex comedy and got a low-key panic attack about the '60s instead, which honestly works better.
The pitch is right there in the title — two couples, and endless talk about being "liberated" that nobody in the room can actually pull off. "First we'll have an orgy, and then go see Tony Bennett", which tells you everything about the film's sense of proportion.
Elliott Gould is the one actually acting here — Ted's discomfort feels lived-in, while Robert Culp's Bob comes across like a man reciting a self-help book he's only half read. Natalie Wood and Dyan Cannon do plenty with thinner material. The best scene is the lift, not the big finale — all four of them stuck with the waiter, their embarrassment contagious. So much for liberated.
Then there's the wardrobe (even in the '60s it would have seemed out of place) — Bob's Austin Powers-style shirts alone suggest a man going through something. The men's underwear on display is a mood-killer of historic proportions — large enough for a Best Supporting Actor nomination of its own.
The ending chickens out a little, like someone quietly slid a safety net under the whole thing. Sharp and funny in places, but about as free as it thinks it is. Watching it now, maybe the '60s wasn't so swinging after all.
Started watching this film, such a familiar title that I've never in my viewing life seen, so periodically I work through many familiar old 60s and 70s titles as I had no access to TVs or cinemas then.
CP is my way of catching up.
For the first 20 mins Culp and Wood hurtle down one less busy coastal California highway and arrive at a sort of therapy/commune establishment.
From there on, I frankly lost it, after
a)reading the precis and b) seeing the people there being manipulated and brainwashed. Oof.?? Boring !!
Took the disc out and returned it. Oh well.