Palm Springs Weekend is interesting for its look at early 60s mores. Unfortunately, it's hampered by poor writing and bad acting. Troy Donahue and Connie Stevens are fine, but Jerry Van Dyke seemed to have more screen time than anyone. This is inexplicable, because not only is he untalented; he's extremely annoying. So is Robert Conrad, who has something of Alec Baldwin's look and violent irascibility. Production values are cheap, especially the obviously painted desert backdrop in a scene outside a roadhouse bar. That this film, with idiotic set pieces like a swimming pool full of soap bubbles, was written by Earl Hamner Jr., creator of the beautiful The Waltons, is hard to believe. I suppose this is a minor classic of its genre, but I found it tedious to watch.
Review of Palm Springs Weekend
