4 out of 4 people found the following comment useful :- American Knuckle Sandwich, 20 January 2007
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dunmore_ego from Los Angeles, California
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A street fighter. A love story. An ape.
Disguised as a simplistic road story, *Every Which Way But Loose* is a
paean to freedom; freedom from the strictures of routine, freedom to
settle disputes like a man (If the problem can't be fixed with a fist
or a monkey wrench, it ain't worth fixin'), freedom to fight for your
ideals (even if those ideals hurt the other guy's chin repeatedly),
freedom to choose love or lust as your Saturday Night Thing, and
freedom to have interspecies BFF's.
Written by first-timer, Jeremy Joe Kronsberg, and directed by James
Fargo (assistant director on five previous Eastwood movies), *Every
Which Way* became Clint Eastwood's biggest hit at the time of its
release.
Musta been that freedom thingy.
Clint is Philo Beddoe, a San Fernando Valley good ole boy and
hammer-fisted, bare-knuckle street fighter, whose best friend is a
gregarious, lovable ape, Clyde (a quirky orang-utan named Manis, long
since dead at the time of this writing). Providing a uniquely bizarre
buddy presence, Clyde steals the show. Though totally replaceable as a
plot element, he becomes irreplaceable as a star in his own right.
*Every Which Way But Loose* finds Clint at a perfect fit 48 - not too
old to appear frail and not too young to appear green - spending much
of his time in Shirtless Kirk mode in illegal street fights that pad
his trucker income. Falling hard for Lynn Halsey-Taylor (skeletal
Sondra Locke, playing a country singer even though she can't sing worth
a damn yes, unfortunately that's her voice on the soundtrack), Philo
traverses the American heartland with his pal, Orville (Geoffrey
Lewis), to woo her, whilst moronic cops and imbecilic bikers tail him
tailing her, both groups on a vendetta against Philo (for their chins
repeatedly impacting his fist).
Populated with Eastwood regulars (John Quade, Dan Vadis, Bill McKinney,
William O'Connell "Thems black widdas!" - and a very young, very
sexy, Beverly D'Angelo), *Every Which Way* is that type of homespun
movie where a character can step up to a bar and order "a beer" and
get one!; where a barroom brawl breaks out and everyone starts fighting
- for no reason and with the person they were sitting next to; this
motley concoction of characters and contrivance could have slipped out
of control very easily, instead exhibiting an easy grace that its star
has become renowned for, and standing defiantly on its inspired
silliness.
There is a throwaway scene where Ma (rocket-fueled Ruth Gordon)
chastises Philo for Clyde's misbehavior, whereupon Philo approaches
Clyde and points an imaginary gun at him. Clyde puts his hands up,
Philo exclaims, "Bang!" and Clyde suddenly falls back flat on the
tires. Funny and cute on the surface, only Clint aficionados will see
the satire, as Clint assumes the relaxed lean of one of his avenger
characters and - in a film where he never wields a gun uses a
pretend-gun to fire the punchline. (*Every Which Way* followed three
movies where Clint's gunhand got a heavy workout - as Dirty Harry in
*The Enforcer*, 1976, *The Outlaw Josey Wales*, 1976, and a film where
more than a million rounds were expended trying to mow down his Ben
Shockley in *The Gauntlet*, 1977.) Eternally unassuming about his
"living legend" status, Clint is more inclined to crack a bemused,
embarrassed smile over the effusiveness afforded him at awards
ceremonies, rather than transform into Hollywood Ass. Willing to parody
his own legendary characters, during a confrontation with the bike gang
- the imperiously impotent Black Widows - we hear a snatch of the
*Good, the Bad and the Ugly* theme.
The country music soundtrack is surprisingly fitting and
uncharacteristically enjoyable, especially the nostalgic, poignant
title track, sung by Eddie Rabbitt. To make nominal sense of the
grammatically incorrect title, simply preface three words of the song
lyrics: "You turn me every which way but loose " Though the movie is
played for laughs aplenty, it is a Queen song disguised as a Hansen
song, ending on a very dark note while the crooked cops and
incompetent bike gang draw our attention as villains, it becomes
apparent in the final scenes that the vilest villain is the woman who
turned Philo every which way Lynn Halsey-Taylor. There is no
formulaic reconciliation with Philo, as Lynn maintains her stance as an
unrepentant philanderer and turns her back on him. Philo then loses the
film's final fight, for mercenary reasons. We don't often see these
"types" on screen; like the incestuous family in *Chinatown*, these
characters are socially-shunned "types" that slap us awake to the
possibility of conclusions besides Hollywood pap.
I just hope that when I'm 48, I'll look as good as the shirtless Clint.
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American Knuckle Sandwich, 20 January 2007
Author: dunmore_ego from Los Angeles, California
*** This comment may contain spoilers ***
A street fighter. A love story. An ape.
Disguised as a simplistic road story, *Every Which Way But Loose* is a paean to freedom; freedom from the strictures of routine, freedom to settle disputes like a man (If the problem can't be fixed with a fist or a monkey wrench, it ain't worth fixin'), freedom to fight for your ideals (even if those ideals hurt the other guy's chin repeatedly), freedom to choose love or lust as your Saturday Night Thing, and freedom to have interspecies BFF's.
Written by first-timer, Jeremy Joe Kronsberg, and directed by James Fargo (assistant director on five previous Eastwood movies), *Every Which Way* became Clint Eastwood's biggest hit at the time of its release.
Musta been that freedom thingy.
Clint is Philo Beddoe, a San Fernando Valley good ole boy and hammer-fisted, bare-knuckle street fighter, whose best friend is a gregarious, lovable ape, Clyde (a quirky orang-utan named Manis, long since dead at the time of this writing). Providing a uniquely bizarre buddy presence, Clyde steals the show. Though totally replaceable as a plot element, he becomes irreplaceable as a star in his own right.
*Every Which Way But Loose* finds Clint at a perfect fit 48 - not too old to appear frail and not too young to appear green - spending much of his time in Shirtless Kirk mode in illegal street fights that pad his trucker income. Falling hard for Lynn Halsey-Taylor (skeletal Sondra Locke, playing a country singer even though she can't sing worth a damn yes, unfortunately that's her voice on the soundtrack), Philo traverses the American heartland with his pal, Orville (Geoffrey Lewis), to woo her, whilst moronic cops and imbecilic bikers tail him tailing her, both groups on a vendetta against Philo (for their chins repeatedly impacting his fist).
Populated with Eastwood regulars (John Quade, Dan Vadis, Bill McKinney, William O'Connell "Thems black widdas!" - and a very young, very sexy, Beverly D'Angelo), *Every Which Way* is that type of homespun movie where a character can step up to a bar and order "a beer" and get one!; where a barroom brawl breaks out and everyone starts fighting - for no reason and with the person they were sitting next to; this motley concoction of characters and contrivance could have slipped out of control very easily, instead exhibiting an easy grace that its star has become renowned for, and standing defiantly on its inspired silliness.
There is a throwaway scene where Ma (rocket-fueled Ruth Gordon) chastises Philo for Clyde's misbehavior, whereupon Philo approaches Clyde and points an imaginary gun at him. Clyde puts his hands up, Philo exclaims, "Bang!" and Clyde suddenly falls back flat on the tires. Funny and cute on the surface, only Clint aficionados will see the satire, as Clint assumes the relaxed lean of one of his avenger characters and - in a film where he never wields a gun uses a pretend-gun to fire the punchline. (*Every Which Way* followed three movies where Clint's gunhand got a heavy workout - as Dirty Harry in *The Enforcer*, 1976, *The Outlaw Josey Wales*, 1976, and a film where more than a million rounds were expended trying to mow down his Ben Shockley in *The Gauntlet*, 1977.) Eternally unassuming about his "living legend" status, Clint is more inclined to crack a bemused, embarrassed smile over the effusiveness afforded him at awards ceremonies, rather than transform into Hollywood Ass. Willing to parody his own legendary characters, during a confrontation with the bike gang - the imperiously impotent Black Widows - we hear a snatch of the *Good, the Bad and the Ugly* theme.
The country music soundtrack is surprisingly fitting and uncharacteristically enjoyable, especially the nostalgic, poignant title track, sung by Eddie Rabbitt. To make nominal sense of the grammatically incorrect title, simply preface three words of the song lyrics: "You turn me every which way but loose " Though the movie is played for laughs aplenty, it is a Queen song disguised as a Hansen song, ending on a very dark note while the crooked cops and incompetent bike gang draw our attention as villains, it becomes apparent in the final scenes that the vilest villain is the woman who turned Philo every which way Lynn Halsey-Taylor. There is no formulaic reconciliation with Philo, as Lynn maintains her stance as an unrepentant philanderer and turns her back on him. Philo then loses the film's final fight, for mercenary reasons. We don't often see these "types" on screen; like the incestuous family in *Chinatown*, these characters are socially-shunned "types" that slap us awake to the possibility of conclusions besides Hollywood pap.
I just hope that when I'm 48, I'll look as good as the shirtless Clint.
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