A man (James Garner) wearing an expensive gray suit finds himself in Central Park in New York City not knowing who he is or how he got there. His amnesia even extends to the fact that he doesn't know how he takes his coffee. All he has in his possession is a crumpled piece of paper wrapped around a couple of pills, the paper also has a scribbled telephone number. He is also wearing a ring with a broken stone, the ring engraved from its giver with his or her monogram, G.V. The telephone number takes him to a woman who doesn't know who he is. Based on what she calls him and some item association, he begins to call himself "Sam Buddwing" if anyone asks him. As he wanders New York City in a daze, he believes he may be an escaped mental patient based on a newspaper story, his clothes, and the monogrammed ring. But a vision of a young brunette makes him remember a woman in his life named Grace. He manages to spend time with a few women during the day, many times believing that woman is ...Written by
When Buddwing approaches Janet in the city, she sits on a park bench, and the boom mic is plainly visible at the bottom of the screen. See more »
Grace, we have been married four years. We are no further now than the day we met. I don't want us to turn into... I don't know, schlubs. I don't want us to be like all the schlubs in the world, walking around stoop shouldered and afraid. The men with mortgages around their necks and the women with their fat bellies full of kids. I don't want you going to a *stupid* job each day and hating it and hating me.
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I enjoyed "Mister Buddwing" (1965) and that's what matters !
Other commentators are probably right to say that the plot is totally unlikely, poorly acted and perhaps badly directed. I am no film critic hence do not judge the film from a critical point of view.
Yes, I was aware, while watching the film on TV, that it was completely unlikely, that people just don't act in such a way. Yet I found it compelling, enjoyable, enthralling, haunting. I just had to watch it to the end, and this doesn't happen to me very often these days.
I see the film as an allegory of a man who has lost sight of himself after a personal traumatic drama and is in search of himself through various unlikely encounters, mostly intriguing women. I enjoyed the film as I would enjoy a haunting melody. I guess I see in it an allegory for my own condition.
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