The film’s enduring image remains that of the nude director cuddling up to a nubile beauty and talking her ear off.
Though not to be confused with Madonna’s new single, Four Minutes is similarly built from cliché.
I don’t know whether Peckinpah is saying that war is hell or that war is gay. Either way, it’s all about the boys.
Cross of Iron would almost seem a proper mea culpa by Sam Peckinpah for his controversial career.
Rainer Werner Fassbinder’s In a Year of 13 Moons is the obvious influence for director Oskar Roehler’s mosaic of miserabilism.