Feel-good comedy for us cynics of the world. Has the same dark humour and anarchistic attitude to the conformity of society as Hal Ashby's equally excellent "Harold & Maude".

Ultra-dark comedy in which the disturbing events sit uncomfortably with the farcical tone. You're never quite sure what's going to happen next. Gould takes his slacker shtick to the logical extreme and is practically a zombie. There are some great monologues and memorable cameos, Sutherland in particular is hilarious. In a strange way this seems to be Alan Arkin's love letter to a dying city. I wonder what he makes of the sanitised New York of today.

this movie is very much a product of the cynicism to come to rise out of the end of the 60's. it does a fairly decent job at what it sets out to do. no one here is really worth much praise, but i was satisfied with arkin and gould. could have used a bit of a rewrite, but generally it's pretty entertaining.

Angry, stage-adapted rant that seems meant to be funny but, except for a scene-stealing Donald Sutherland, isn't really. The absurdities eventually congeal into a wearying misanthropy.

This black comedy doesn't really work. Cartoonist Jules Feiffer wrote this, and it shows: much of the dialogue seems like a series of cartoon-size vignettes. There is, however, much good acting here, from a very talented cast.