Glen and Randa, at the Cinema Rendezvous, is a picture of the world, a small part of it, many years after the cataclysm, as seen by a bushy-headed, nude young man, Glen (Steve Curry), who bounces, and a thin, nude young woman, Randa (Shelley Plimpton).
They find a mossy car up in a tree, and, like some deep-seated memory of times long past, have intercourse in it. The picture has an X rating, but is protesting, doubtless on grounds os artistic seriousness, intensity, and enigmatic-ness.
They find a ruined Howard Johnson and salvage some of the canned goods. Somehow Glen knows which cans are good, which are not. In the course of their wanderings, seeking the city, they have developed odd wrappings of clothing.
They meet the magician (Garry Goodrow), and elderly salesman who was 'out on the road when it came down.' so, survived. He persuades Randa to lie down while he gets on top of her and attempts something he remembers from the past. Glen watches, mildly interested. You think that deserves an X?
They find something they suspect may be almost anything but what it is, a horse.
What with one thing and another Randa is becoming corpulent. Not long after that they meet Sydney Miller, an old fisherman who hasn't seen anyone for years. Randa gives birth to a baby boy, dies, and is cremated.
The degree of simplicity displayed by the protagonists presumably brought about by destitution, catastrophe, lack of civilization, loneliness, etc., is such that one feels them not only incapable of survival but unexplained and downright boring. As directed by Jim McBride and written by him plus Rudolph Wurlitzer and Lorenzo mans, it is a film so spare and original that some are bound to hail it while others, including this reviewer, will groan audibly.
Glen and Randa, a UMC release. Produced by Sidney Glazer. Directed by Jim McBride. Screenplay by McBride, Rudolph Wurlitzer and Lorenzo Mans. Cast: Steve Curry, Shelley Plimpton, Woodrow Chambliss and Garry Goodrow. 94 minutes. MPAA Rating: X (No one under 17 admitted).
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