Welcome to L.A. [1976]
1. An unexplained obsession with venison.
2. “I don’t mind waiting. It’s how you wait that counts, I think.”
3. She tweaks his bowtie and then says, “Your tie is crooked.”
“Don’t do that,” he says gently.
This movie is very strange and very bad. It leads nowhere, makes precious little sense, and is punctuated by some of the worst songs I’ve ever heard. The differences between this junk and Nashville, a masterpiece, are startling. I want so badly to like Alan Rudolph but I’ve yet to see a movie of his I could actually like.

I’ve always liked Sissy Spacek in “Welcome” – but Mr. Rudolph is definitely no Robert Altman. However, I am fond of “Choose Me” and “Love at Large”.
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It’s not a problem with the actors in this movie–they just don’t have anything to do. I’ve heard that CHOOSE ME is good so next time I’ll try that.
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