Lord Love a Duck

Director: George Axelrod
Year Released: 1966
Rating: 3.0

This is, without a doubt, one of the toughest movies to rate for me this year, since it's so very flawed and so very daring - Roddy McDowell (in a great performance) goes to unprecedented lengths to kill off muse Tuesday Weld's husband, and the picture even features a scene where a man in a wheelchair is pursued and attacked by a large dump truck. I'm not sure if it's a satire, exactly, or simply transgressive, with Axelrod (based on Al Hine's novel) piling on the gobs of weirdness (Weld's father "losing it" in a sweater store) and fake plastic scenery (a lot of the "locations" are poorly designed, giving the film an air of cheapness) just for shits and giggles. It's one of those rare occasions where I can say I didn't consciously enjoy myself, but something inside wants to openly praise the wacky audacity of a bona fide cult film.