My friend Steve Boocks reminded me of this film the other day and it immediately took me back to seeing it the theater in the early eighties. Despite the at times forced nature of the whole artist and studio thing it still makes me tingle just watching it. The studio shoot in the top video is something that is right out of the ABEX playbook.
People will disagree, but in a very real way I miss the validity of that heroic impulse in art.
On a more superficial note: This movie and “The Big Blue” pretty much sealed my fate on my “supercrush” of Rosanna Arquette through-out the eighties.