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While Joe Namath was likeable in his role, William Smith, who made a living mostly playing "bad guys" in many B pictures, gave the best performance in this movie. Smith looked like a biker, unlike Namath. He was nasty, grizzled, and mean. Just what you would expect from a "Hells Angel." With an R rating it would have been nice to see a little more skin (especially on a young Ann Margret) but the movie is worth seeing anyway.
This is one of the best Biker-Movies ever. It has it all: heavy bikers, great action, good music, humor and a lot of sexy girls. Ann Margret and Jennifer Billingsley look really wonderful in their outfits. I think this was Joe Namaths film debut but the brilliant William Smith as Gangleader Moon steals everybody in the show. If you are a fan of those kind of movies, don't miss it!
As producers, Allen Carr and Roger Smith didn't know how to make movies
but they did know how to market them. "C.C. and Company" (1970) was one
of Smith's attempts to revive the acting and singing career of his wife
Ann-Margret, whose American career had pretty much dried up in the
mid-60's. So they looked around for a way to package the aging star in
a vehicle they could profitably distribute.
They decided to capitalize of the huge popularity of the super bowl champion N.Y. Jets quarterback Broadway Joe Namath. If you were not around in 1969 you will have a hard time grasping the extent of Joe's popularity. At its peak he was probably the most popular sports figure of all time and he single-handedly transformed NFL viewing from a men's club to a mixed gender group. In "C.C. and Company" Joe doesn't act so much as just play his relaxed good- natured self in front of the camera. The film begins with its best sequence as Joe, playing an outlaw motorcycle club member named C. C. Ryder, is shown walking around inside a supermarket while casually assembling a sandwich from the various products on the shelves. After he eats the sandwich he helps himself to a Twinkie and a small carton of milk. Then he hits the checkout line with just a package of "Fruit Stripe" gum to pay for and exits the store. This might be film's only attempt at symbolism as the gas tank and rear fender of Joe's chopper are painted a zebra stripe pattern. Baby boomers may recall that "Fruit Stripe" gum commercials featured a zebra.
Carr and Smith (Smith also wrote the screenplay) chose to make an independent outlaw motorcycle picture, a sub-genre dominated by American International. While AI's films were normally distributed to drive-ins, Carr and Smith hoped to exploit the recent unexpected success of "Easy Rider"- a motorcycle movie that had played well in mainstream theaters. And this is just what they did with "C.C. and Company", using Avco Embassy to book the film into first-run theaters and into giving it extensive promotion. It would not play to drive-in audiences until 1971.
Joe delivers a lot of charm, some credible action sequences, and a scene where he actually exhibits some acting skill (or at least an awareness of the acting craft). This scene occurs early in the film when his club disrupts a moto-cross race. Joe is sitting on his bike watching the fun when he spots Ann looking on in shock. Joe wordlessly conveys a sudden embarrassment over the actions of his associates. The scene works, in part because of good editing, but also because Namath obviously understands the process.
The film was not a success for Ann-Margaret even though she gets to ride a mini-bike in one scene and sing a song ("Today" by Lenny Stack). She was a bit too old to keep playing the innocent girl who is also a sex kitten role, up till then her standard character. Without this to fall back on she seems lost trying to appear more sophisticated. In the looks-sexy department she is totally upstaged by biker chick Pom Pom-Jennifer Billingsley who I remember as the Driving Range attendant on an episode of "Ozzie and Harriet".
Upstaging everybody is William Smith (who played Texas Ranger Joe on the "Laredo" television show) as "Heads" leader Moon. Flexing his muscles, thanks to a sleeveless denim jacket, Smith pretty much steals the whole film. The seemingly virile Moon is a disappointment in the sack, which sets up a little action between Namath and Billingsley. The big fight between Smith and Namath is nicely staged but is really sold by frequent cut-away shots to the increasingly turned-on Pom Pom.
Also notable is Sid Haig who rides a traffic cop trike and wears a Mongol helmet. Lizard, the other trike rider, is "Mary Hartman's" Greg Mullavy, whose machine sports a toilet seat and the title "The Heads Head".
Largely forgotten now, at the time of its release "C.C. and Company" was a cultural icon. It was probably the most quoted 1970 film in schools and workplaces. The most immortal line being Moon's convoluted declaration to C.C. that: "We got the club here see and you are way over there". And just about everything that straight-arrow moto-cross racer Eddie Ellis (Don Chastain) said was an instant classic. "That's what gives motorcycling a bad name" and "You talking to me" (he said the line before Robert De Niro!).
Then again, what do I know? I'm only a child.
Its starring Joe Namath, for God sakes. Don't expect it to be Citizen
Kane. However, if your taste in movies is tasteless, this film wont let
Its got everything you want in a trash movie; REALLY bad acting, exploitation of naked actresses, fighting, motorcycle chases, bad camera work, etc...
Among the highlights: 1) the only big screen film appearance of Wayne Cochran and the CC riders. He was known as the white James Brown and his cover version of Otis Redding's "Can't Turn Me Loose" in this film shows you why. 2) An Ann Margaret nude scene, in the middle of her prime MEEEEEOOOWWWWW! 3) Probably William Smith's best movie performance in a career that has spanned over 60 years. 4) The soundtrack is one of the best unsung biker movie soundtracks. Lots of funky fuzz guitar, as well as Wayne Cochran and the title track by Mitch Ryder and the Detroit Wheels.
Joe Namath's performance is one of the worst in film history for a big studio, mainstream release. Its spectacularly awful. In an entertaining and charming way, it truly sucks.
Watch it for ironic content, not for a truly great film, and you will enjoy it. Its so bad that its a masterpiece.
As far as low budget biker films go, "C.C. and Company" definitely makes
enjoyable viewing for a number of reasons. Of course, the main reason is
Namath, who fumbles (bad pun), stumbles and basically sleep walks (I guess
he simply cannot act) through this abomination of the "so bad it's good"
variety. Watching Joe in this film now is rather funny, because you wonder
what he was thinking in even signing to do this movie, hoping to have some
sort of film career.
Of course there is also Ann-Margaret, who is very good looking, but she isn't much in the acting department either. Actually it's safe to say that the two big names in this flick are the film's worst actors, and you can almost fall asleep in the scenes where it's just Joe and Ann. Everyone else, dare I say, seems to be having a lot more fun making this movie, especially the leader of The Heads, Joe's biker gang. He's the most fun to watch, especially when he's mad at 'ol Joe for not giving all his money into the biker "pot."
There's some good bike action, especially the final showdown between Joe and the Heads' leader on a track. Tons of cheesy scenes abound, but it's all a lot of fun. It's funny how in almost all these old biker films, many of the bikers are of the "goofy" type, and do things like carry each other in their arms. Even the big chair the leader gets to sit in looks funny. Many of the biker girls are pretty, especially when they go out on the road to "earn" some cash for the gang's money pot.
It was especially good to see this film in it's original "R" rated uncut form, after a bunch of times watching as a kid on TV in the 70's.
I found "C.C. and Company" on a DVD with two other 1971 biker flicks, "Evel Knievel" and "Angels Hard As They Come" (Gary Busey's first flick) for less than ten dollars, talk about a great bargain! The DVD was called "Classic Biker Movies" and is a definitely great deal. Even the quality was pretty decent.
I wonder how 'ol Joe feels about this flick now. No doubt he'd probably be up for a sequel!
For the most part, "C.C. and Company" is your average biker flick, with
cool dude C.C. Ryder (Joe Namath) joining up with a motorcycle gang but
turning against them after they try to attack socialite Ann McCalley
(Ann-Margret). Ann-Margret of course has her looks, but it seems like
the movie might have come out slightly better if someone else had
played C.C.; as far as I know, Joe Namath is a good guy, but there have
been too many times when athletes tried to become actors and...well,
just look at Shaquille O'Neal's movies.
Anyway, this is mainly the sort of movie that you watch to see Ann-Margret. No matter what happens, she'll always be really hot.
Although Ann-Margret is gorgeous as always, Joe Namath cannot carry a
suitcase, let alone a movie. I loved him as a quarterback, ...BUT,
except for his horrendous performance in NORWOOD with Glen Campbell, he
just doesn't have it. Thank God, William Smith (fine actor) has plenty
of scenes with Joe and Ann-Margret.
A 4 out of 10. Best performance = Mr. Smith. Exchanging furtive glances, Mr. Namath and Ann simply look foolish, although there are great location shots..I believe in the Southwest. Pure exploitation but just not enough fun, skin, plot, or talent. Ann has a great hairstyle though in 1970!
C.C. & Company isn't great, and it isn't supposed to be. It's
entertaining and sleazy, and that's all that matters. Namath charms his
way through his undemanding role, riding his motorcycle, committing
casual thefts, romancing Ann-Margret, and kicking some ass when he has
Meanwhile, there's plenty of buzzy motors, scuzzy bikers (including genre stalwart William Smith and Sid Haig in a furry helmet), and generic fuzzy bike-riding music to keep the genre enthusiasts satisfied. The most enjoyable camp component of the movie, however, has to be the sweaty musical interlude courtesy of hollerin' Wayne Cochran and the C.C. Riders, with white guy Wayne coming off as James Brown in a blonde proto-mullet and headband.
Watch it on a Saturday afternoon with low to medium expectations, don't expect too much violent action, and you ought to enjoy yourself.
I'm not an American, but I'm well aware of Joe Namath being a sporting legend. However, as an actor he stinks. He's very wooden and lacks charisma, and whoever decided to cast him as a biker was an idiot. Namath plays C.C. Ryder, a nice guy mechanic who runs with a biker gang "The Heads", led by Moon (biker movie legend William Smith). While he is accepted by most of the gang, he has an easy relationship with Moon, and once he becomes involved with a "straight" fashion reporter (Ann-Margaret) tensions mount, leading to a kidnapping. Namath as I said is lousy, and as 90% of the movie focuses on him, it makes it hard to stay interested. But Ann-Margaret is a babe, and even better William Smith is terrific. Smith plays a great bad ass, it's just a pity there wasn't more of him in the movie. As well as Smith watch 'C.C. and Company' to see Sid Haig and Bruce Glover as two of Smith's biker pals. These three talented character actors save the movie from being a complete turkey.
Largely forgotten now, this movie was viewed by a lot of people in the
1970s. Parents saw it, mainly for Ann Margeret, in movie theaters
during its 1st run, older kids caught it, mainly for Joe Namath, during
its drive-in run and all us youngsters saw it when it made it's way to
TV in the mid-1970s. I remember it fondly.
A product of a by gone era, it's really not as bad as some have made it out to be. Worth it for the novelty of Joe Namath and the 1970s cheese factor alone. Broadway Joe isn't really half bad because he did have tremendous charisma and a screen presence which somewhat compensates for his lack of acting chops. Plus as his adversary, we have quintessential 1970s bad guy, William Smith (the unforgettable Falconetti from Rich Man, Poor Man mini series or bad-ass Jack Wilson in Clint Eastwood's Any Which Way You Can) who turns in a fine performance. Throw in Sid Haig, Crispin Glover's father Bruce (of Diamond's Are Forever fame) and a delightfully campy performance from Teda Bracci and you have a pretty memorable Biker gang.
I wonder if Ann Margret and her husband originally thought of Elvis for the title role because this film is similar to many of his mid-sixties on screen personas (misunderstood rebel woos wary girl, defeats opposition in race at end). Fortunately for Elvis, his career, unlike Miss Margret's at the time, had just been spectacularly reignited with his TV Comeback Special and Vegas headlining. Anyway, Ann always possessed a great screen presence of her own; enough, along with all the outdoor scenery, to keep the viewer interested.
I think if you take this movie for what it is, a mindless artifact of late 1960s/early 1970s culture starring one of that era's biggest icons, you won't regret having spent 90 mins. watching it on a dreary Saturday afternoon.
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