This movie is a good cautionary tale... for filmmakers! See this movie and try, try, try your best not to make anything this dumb and hopelessly out of touch. This is "Rebel Without A Cause" on pablum, baby! The best thing about this movie is watching Richard Dreyfuss putting his all into these horrible, meaningless lines. I mean, this is my bag, know what I mean? I mean, I'm all hung up in my own hassles, baby! The dialogue is screamingly funny, baby, and Mike Myers' vision of the Sixties is more accurate! And he wasn't even there! Neither, obviously, was the screenwriter, because Orville Hampton was fifty-one when this gigglefest was released in '68. My advice: get together with some real Sixties veterans (they should be at least fifty years old), have a few beers (low-carb, if they insist) and laugh, laugh, laugh. Turn down the volume and make up your own dialogue. You won't miss anything.
Review of The Young Runaways
