1 Jan 1998
15 Sep 2016
Yet another female victim dead for the thinnest of reasons ever, that is to say, a starting point for the plot. And the victim is a young woman who owns her sexuality. And the hero once again falls for an inappropriately young woman in a creepy way. And another woman is mocked for her feminism. I love it despite all those issues. It does evoke movie-making fairly well, as well as the remarkable changes of the twentieth century. Maybe it's just nostalgia, but there are certain visuals that stay with me over the years. And the love of riding.