I sort of want to like this movie but it just doesn't have the panache of Bakshi's other work.
I like the nostalghia for the 50s but unlike Fritz it isn't laced with cynicism or cultural commentary and is more of a personal drama.
The jolty movements can get frustrating and the plot doesn't move very swiftly. The strange moments can even some quite incongruous.
But I still find some ineffable charm to it. It's not the power house of emotion it thinks it is but as it usually the case with Bakshi, you won't forget it in a hurry.
I like the nostalghia for the 50s but unlike Fritz it isn't laced with cynicism or cultural commentary and is more of a personal drama.
The jolty movements can get frustrating and the plot doesn't move very swiftly. The strange moments can even some quite incongruous.
But I still find some ineffable charm to it. It's not the power house of emotion it thinks it is but as it usually the case with Bakshi, you won't forget it in a hurry.