Psyché 59

I am amazed at these comments. I love Pat Neal, which is why I recorded this film, but I could not even get through it. The dialogue is cringe worthy, and the camera work, which I assume is meant to be artistic, is obnoxious. PN is great as usual, but all the characters around her seem like they are in a different movie. Sam Eggar has never impressed me with her acting ability and her super bitch femme fatale persona fell flat. Eric was wooden and the character was uninteresting; it is hard to imagine any woman would find him irresistible... The whole "feel" of the film made me wince. It reminded me of those bad movies from the fifties that tried so hard to be hip, and came out cheesy.

This is one of the most boring pretentious films I have seen in a long time.It is the sort of film that would drive away what little audience was left in cinemas in 1964.The title gives you a big clue.Why use such a silly title which is more likely to dissuade people from bothering to go and see it.This film should have been made as a TV play.By the way Samantha Egger, who was 25 at the time was trying and failing to be believable as a 17year old teenager