A satire of morals (and lack thereof) set in Southern California, concerning a successful hairdresser (Beatty) and the many women in his life. A notable scene with Julie Christie is set at a 1968 presidential election-night gathering. Fisher's screen debut, only one year before "Star Wars" made her famous. Has a healthy glow in places and a perky bounce, but too many split ends.
The Hound is too unkind - way too unkind. This, along with Being There, is Hal Ashby's crowning achievement. A poignant blend of comedy and tragedy, it wraps itself around the Sixties and says everything there is to say about the Sexual Revolution, Beverly Hills, and the fate of those who let themselves get caught up in "the scene". The music is right on, the acting superb, and the pacing perfect. Even an accidental bottle that comes rolling, unscripted, out of a garbage can thrown by an angry Warren Beatty adds another gem to the many clusters that make up this movie. Four bones, a kibble treat and a diamond-studded collar.