“Please, punish me! I sold rice to the Vietcong and now I’m ready to take my medicine.”
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Synopsis:
Private detective Jake Masters (Allen Garfield) has sex with nearly every woman he meets while on the trail of a blackmailing murderer.
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Genres, Themes, Actors, and Directors:
- Allen Garfield Films
- Black Comedy
- Criminal Investigation
- Detectives and Private Eyes
Response to Peary’s Review:
This sexist private eye spoof has few redeeming qualities, and is especially disappointing considering that it was director Joe Avildsen’s follow-up to his noteworthy, daring debut film, Joe (1970).
Masters is unappealing in every way, and it’s no fun to watch him having sex with woman after woman — including one who’s already dead. Skip this one.
Redeeming Qualities:
Must See?
No. While this movie was renowned at the time for mixing soft-core porn into a “straight” detective flick, it’s ultimately neither funny nor particularly enjoyable.
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One thought on “Cry Uncle (1971)”
This is a film I’ve actively avoided, even though I was once acquainted with someone in the cast. Just had no appeal for me–as film buff or otherwise. I vaguely recall it being talked about for its ‘outrageousness’ when it was released, and perhaps that’s why Peary paid some attention to it. I only recently saw it in a ‘buck bin’ and decided, ‘Well, it’s in the book, best get it over with.’–even though I thought the price steep. I totally agree with what you point out as the film’s one redeeming quality. In a word: soporific.