Why is it that stories
about people who make deals with Satan stays so popular even though, with two
or three exceptions, the stuff themselves aren’t really engaging? Probably
because, life being what we see, most of us think that we’d be interesting in a
minute. Vincent Canby said in his review, “The humiliation is that no one (or
should that be No One?) has ever come by with an offer, even on bad days when
we'd sign anything in return for a toaster, a vacuum cleaner or a set of dishes
of the sort that seem to have become the principal business of many American
savings institutions.”
Canby went on to say, “This
gloomy introspection is prompted by ''The Devil and Max Devlin,'' the new
comedy from Walt Disney Productions that is neither the worst nor, certainly,
the best of the lot.”
The movie, released in
1981, is about a wildly cruel Los Angeles landlord named Max Devlin, played by
Elliott Gould, the type of person whose policy is “no children, no pets and no
unnecessary repairs,” and whose accidental death, in the first five minutes of
the movie, starts the old story in gears.
Once he’s in Satan’s
home, Max is met by one of Satan’s minor workers, Barney Satin, played by Bill
Cosby with, as Canby said, “the detached weariness of an insurance adjuster who
is sincerely trying to find satisfaction in his work.”
Barney gives Max a
second chance: Max can escape Satan’s home if he goes back to earth and, in
three months, returns the soul contracts signed by three “fresh, unsullied
innocents.” These are an ambitious but not innately talented rock singer (Julie
Budd), a motorcycle racer (David Knell), who’s so clumsy he has trouble
starting his bike, and a small boy (Adam Rich), whose deepest wish is to find
the right man to marry his widowed mother (Susan Anspach).
Canby said, “The film
was written by Mary Rodgers, who wrote the screenplay for the successful
''Freaky Friday,'' and directed by Steven Hilliard Stern, who earlier directed
the not-so-successful ''Running.''” The performances are nice though, with one
exception, not really memorable. Canby ended his review by saying, “The
exception is the performance of Miss Budd, a young woman who looks and sounds
spookily like Barbra Streisand in her pre-superstar days, which, for a talented
performer, may be a curse that only a pact with the devil could exorcise.”
I know that this movie
isn’t a good one, but to be completely honest, I was entertained by it. I can
understand if anyone doesn’t like this movie, but I will say if you want, check
this movie out.
Well listen, I will be
doing an additional review every time I finish a franchise off, which will be
once in a while. Stay tuned tomorrow when I review the next franchise in this
year’s “Halloween Month.”
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