Winter Kills (dir. William Richert, 1979).
I had hopes that this would be a hidden subversive gem of decadent late-seventies Hollywood, but it's just an unbelievably tedious mess, despite actors John Huston, Sterling Hayden, Eli Wallach, Toshiro Mifune, Richard Boone, Anthony Perkins, and Elizabeth Taylor, as well as cinematography by Vilmos Zsigmond and music by Maurice Jarre. Wants to be a cross between The Manchurian Candidate and Dr. Strangelove, is more like a cross between ... between some really ineptly made movie and some other really ineptly made movie. Love the Pinto and the tanks, though.
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