Harold and Maude

It was referenced enough over the years to make me want to see it, and I had enjoyed, when young, Shampoo, with whom he was either the director, or, apparently, not really.

I couldn’t get beyond the character of Maude, who seemed too winsome and cute and mystical by half too me. The pacing I found wildly wrong, way too slow, though perhaps that was my inability to give myself over to the pacing. In any case, the horror/mock-horror made me recoil. I only watched twenty minutes or so.