Maybe this movie would have felt more profound if I'd seen it 25 years ago, but it didn't tell me anything that I haven't already figured out at this point in my life.
And now, following in the shady footsteps of his hero Roman Polanski, he's off to Europe.
Too many cooks in the screenwriting kitchen, from what I've read concerning the film's production.
After 30 years, one of my favorite, never-released film scores finally sees the light of day, (sort of). For now, anyway.
Man, do I ever hate The Graduate. Loved it as a teenager. Can't stand it now. Contemptible snakes and unsympathetic buffoons behaving badly, accompanied by an admittedly catchy Simon & Garfunkel soundtrack.