marcslope The famous poem of the 1920s becomes an ambitious meeting of American International and Merchant-Ivory, who sink into a most un-Merchant-Ivory-like Hollywood orgy in this tale suggested by, but not actually dramatizing, the Fatty Arbuckle scandal that ruined his career. With a screenplay and songs by Broadway songwriter Walter Marks, it seems to lick its lips at all prospects for lasciviousness, reveling in the bare breasts and spent drunken bodies the morning after. The songs are OK, and James Coco's excellent, carefully indicating the conflicting warmth, selfishness, and desperation in Jolly Grimm. But Raquel Welch feels anachronistic, not convincingly of the Twenties, and her singing and dancing are at best proficient. It's a messy movie, the plot threads not really hanging together, and the trendy camera-work belongs to 1975 and 1975 only. Let's call it an interesting failure.

edwardholub One critic said it never had a release in the states which is wrong. I saw it in a theater in Princeton, N.J. It was long before the Merchant/Ivory rep kicked in. James Coco was probably the closest they could come to a Fatty Arbuckle look-a-like, but his performance is miserable. When he realizes that he has no backers for his new film and his mistress Queenie has run off with Perry King, he stands on the landing of his staircase and drunkenly berates the remaining guests at his party. The funny thing is that the camera never moves, nor are there any cutaways from him. He just goes on and on when someone should have yelled cut. Raquel Welch's musical numbers were, I suppose, meant to entice lusty revelry among the guests, but she's not that talented. Leave that sort of thing to Mae West. The whole project smacks of Golan-Globus amateur theatrics. Bad writing, bad acting, bad lighting, bad cinematography.

Poseidon-3 Loosely based on the 1920's film star Fatty Arbuckle scandal (in which he was tried, but acquitted of raping a young girl during a Hollywood party, resulting in the demise of his career), this is adapted from a narrative poem that has some similarities to Arbuckle, but notable differences as well. Dukes plays a writer who narrates the story from his hospital bed. He recounts the difficulty that his associate, silent film comedian Coco, has had in holding onto a career in the cinema business. Coco hasn't had a film released in five years and is throwing a huge bash in order to show his latest opus to various studio heads in the hopes that they will distribute it for him. Unfortunately for him, it's the dawn of sound and his film is silent. His live-in lover Welch is a grateful and loyal, but restless, sexpot who he mistreats regularly (and increasingly, as his career dwindles.) Together, Coco and Welch host this bash and soon find that the studio heads are more interested in other parties or in hooking up with loose women on the premises. King plays a hot new actor who's brought to the party by starlet Bolling, who is one of Welch's best friends. Once he eyes Welch, King can think of virtually nothing else the rest of the night. Meanwhile, Ferra, a teenage girl, has come to show Coco her talent in dancing, never dreaming of all the angst and drama unfolding in the house. Eventually, the party escalates into a near full-on orgy and the divergent personalities clash, ending in violence. Coco gives an extremely strong performance in one of his better roles. His desperation is palpable and he gets to show both his comic and dramatic skills through the framework of the film. Welch is attractive, but very plastic and anachronistic. She never seems genuine at any point in the film. Her character is supposed to be acting like a content and secure hostess, but Welch carries this facade throughout the entire film with only occasional lapses into realism. She also performs a couple of sexy, but largely inappropriate dance numbers. King provides a welcome does of male sex appeal. His angular features are a perfect contrast to the rotund Coco and he shows off his enticing physique in one key scene. Dukes, Bolling and Dano (as Coco's long-time chauffeur) do well in their respective roles as well. The biggest problem with the film is that nothing wild happens until it is almost over! The period costuming and decor are interesting and there are some good moments along the way, but the high-flying, wildness is not in evidence at all until over an hour into it. Then, when the debauchery starts, it is pretty tame all things considered (certainly compared to the REAL parties of 1920's and 1930's Hollywood!) Those familiar with the Arbuckle case may be expecting the story to take a different turn than it does. It's actually a pleasant surprise when things don't go exactly as one might be anticipating, but the major catalyst for the violence at the end isn't even shown! (A particular lovers tryst is only alluded to.) A whimsical score (with some clever songs), good acting by Coco and the attractiveness of Welch and King are the primary assets here. It's not bad, but it could have been much better.

theeht Unforgettable, very well done depticition of decadent 1920s Hollywood. Raquel Welch is superb as the desperate, sweet mistress of a deeply disturbed overweight and washed up comic named Jolly Grimm, ably played by James Coco. To resuscitate his career, Jolly throws a party that ends in tragedy. Very loosley based on Fatty Arbuckles story, this unforgettable and devastating film features fine support from Perry King as a Valentiniesque actor, and especailly from Miss Tiffany Bolling, as a lovely but unhappy film starlet. All in all, a class A effort that should have gotten a better recption at the time, but may well emerge as a cult classic. It is newly released on DVD , which should add to the fine film.