When I saw who had directed it, I was surprised. When I saw Coppola had produced it, I was surprised. After I saw the movie I wasn't at all surprised that Golan Globus had distributed it. Nobody else would touch it. It stinks. The acting is so over the top I had to wonder if it were trying to be a parody of itself. Badalamenti who wrote so many great scores, scored a complete zero on this one, unless he felt the only hope was to go for the laugh factor. And the "acting." The only one who has a clue, and he is fine, is Tierney. O'neal is O'terrible...one of the worst acting jobs I've seen since I was in a high school play. The others, who try so hard to affect Southern accents, sound like cartoon characters. I just kept wondering how bad it could get and when Pomp and Circumstance began to intone as the bodies were dumped into the bay, I knew. Clearly Mailer was inebriated during the whole production, attempting to keep up with the cast.
Review of Tough Guys Don't Dance
