Poster with a drawn Jill Senter in spot
Pick-up, Bernard Hirschenson, USA, 1975, 80 mins, Winter-Gregoravich Productions/BCI, Region 1
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The Pick-up is a strange entry in the drive-in repetoire. It can be categorized into the small sub-genre of hippie-sploitation movies from the 70's, sharing themes with titles like the awkward Slashed Dreams (1975) or Fernando di Leo's appearently lighthearted but oh-so-dark Avere vent'anni (1978). First shot: A man unzips his pants and starts peeing. We are introduced to a couple of handsome girls, Carol (Jill Senter) and Maureen (Gini Eastwood), who sees Chuck (Alan Long) standing there, letting his urine flow upon the road. They feel like joining him spontaneously on a road trip, ignoring that Maureen, who is highly into energies and tarot cards seems to protest at first. "Sure gonna be a bad trip - I have that feeling" she says, but it's unclear whether she's just talking about the joint they've started smoking 5 minutes into the film or the actual trip. Chuck's job is to drive the bus to a certain destination within a day, but they get hold up by a violent case of bad whether (the sound of wind is definately there, but the strange trees in the area don't seem to be affected at all) which destroys the driving abilities of the truck. On their way, they meet a group of young, horny dudes who get all crazy when Carol starts dancing and flashing a bit of tits to the tones of some 70's groove. (Minor spoilers) They get stuck in the Florida Everglades and Chuck's stereotypical suit-wearing boss gets increasingly frustrated with the whole situation - but Chuck smile and chills. They all basically just chill-out, and soon Chuck and Carol start making out, drop their clothes and wander around like Adam and Eve in the sorroundings. Meanwhile, Maureen wanders around alone, having strange visions that are a mix of traumatic experiences from her childhood of a priest raping her in the name of God inside a church, and a weird clown suddenly acting not so friendly. Go figure she is a heathen believer. Carol and Chuck wander around in the isolated nature, and we are exposed to lots of montages of this, with lots of sun reflected in the camera. As the two dwell and make love in the spirit-freeing nature, Carol starts getting visions of her childhood as well; more positive, yet still sexually related. Maureen's visions start getting weirder as she is handed a sword from a pagan goddess, is visited by a clichéd and banally portrayed politician, obviously another representation of the "sick society" the hippies strive to flee from. Unfortunately for Carol, Chuck gets to liking Maureen after she suddenly burns herself voilent in her palm with a stick from the fireplace; later in the evening he starts making out with her in a sort of pagan ritual. But things get worse for Carol when the strip-appreciating gang from earilier find their spot.... This is a highly symbolic, yet very cheesy film, that clearly takes itself a bit too serious for it's own good, even though the ending tries to get away with that. As entertainment, it's just about silly enough to sit through, and it has this special 70's atmosphere, that's unique for this type of film. The acting is done well all-round in the main cast, and the eccentric cast from the "outer world" is just... eccentric enough to seem fitting inside the attempted dreamy atmosphere, where they mostly form clichéd and exaggerated representations of the corrupted machine that the human world is. On the bad side, there is just not enough plot or tension to keep the film paced - it's packed with montages typical for it's period, and less shots to actual press the plot (the little there is) forward. It was a fun watch, definately worth seeing if into drive-in oddities or hippie cinema, but nothing spectacularly well made or exciting. 2 out of 6 - Reviewed by Media Cult |