April 27, 2007
Bob Rafelson, Head (1968). 85 minutes.
The Monkees made this flick after their series got canned in an attempt to refashion/resurrect their image (the word plastic gets thrown around repeatedly). Acidy-trippy hi-jinks follow (co-writ by Jack Nicholson).
Notes:
anti-war
anti-product placement
anti-marketing created image
anti-Hollywood fakisms
anti-commercialism (blew that vending machine up good, twice)
awareness of career suicide as they all jumped from a bridge in the end
That is, biting the hand that fed them all the way.
Pop art with an agenda.
The Monkees made this flick after their series got canned in an attempt to refashion/resurrect their image (the word plastic gets thrown around repeatedly). Acidy-trippy hi-jinks follow (co-writ by Jack Nicholson).
Notes:
anti-war
anti-product placement
anti-marketing created image
anti-Hollywood fakisms
anti-commercialism (blew that vending machine up good, twice)
awareness of career suicide as they all jumped from a bridge in the end
That is, biting the hand that fed them all the way.
Pop art with an agenda.
Labels: Movies
1 Comments:
I've been meaning to see this for years. Might have to bump "Wonderwall" from my queue.
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