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A true case of a damn fine book being made into a pretty mediocre film. Tough Guys Don't Dance is one of Norman Mailers best(and shortest) books and apparently is was succesful enough for these people to let him write and direct the film. Mailer proves that he should stick to the novel, although this movie isn't that bad. It's just severely tedious in parts and Ryan O'Neal has such a bad hangover throughout most of the film that's it's a bit painful to watch. Nothing like waking up after a blackout with blood all over the back seat of your car and a tattoo that you didn't have the last time you were coherent. Dude, I've been there. |