CCREEN (Continued from [taw ~r) women set oul to be world beating track perfor mers in the first place It's not hard to figure out why Towne chose the topic, though Besides the inherent drama in unexplored, taboo territory , the filmmaker obvi ously has an aesthetic/erotic attraction to these particular women li s betrayed by his camera s lavish attention to muscles, by one-too-many crotch shots, and by a comment that Moore's character — in Townes voice, perhaps1 — makes to Hemingway What do you think of that1 asks Hemingway warily, after learning Moore knows of her lesbian affair I think we bcxh like great-looking girls.'' he replies Michele Kort Death Valley \tarnnR Paul le Mat, Catherine Hicks, Stephen McHattie written h\ Richard Rothstein directed h\ [tick Richards V\eath Vallei is not a bad film it is four bad films a boy's view of his parent s divorce, a conflict between technology and cowbc r, life, a pseudo-psychological study of twins, and a hor ror movie Death Valle) has been backed by the bucks of Universal, has beautiful cinematograpc and a not unknown cast, but it fails to achieve even the satisfving campiness of a B movie Stephen McHattie plavs a set of twins who murder people for no particular reason (there is vime vague reference to the fan that their father was a goldminer — 1) Vagueness whips through the film like a sandstorm, tearing gaping holes in the plot There is no basis for the previous mar riage of Salic (Catherine Hicks), an airhead coun try girl, to Haul Stanton (Edward Herrman), a col lege professor And their son Billy, the pro tagonist, turns from boy genius discussing elec tronics to little brat placing cowboy: even though he hates his mother s boyfriend (Paul Le Mat), he seems to want to please them Death Valley's only suspense relies on the murders and the twin(s)' attempt to catch up with Billy but we don't care about the victims (five slobs and slobbettes), and there is no rea son to chase after Billy since he had no personal interest in the murders He just wanted to get to the Grand Canyon (they re on vacation, see1) Neither fun, nor campy, nor scary, Death Valiev is itself a fall down the Grand Canyon it hits rock bottom Jody Etout their performance is wondering whether singer Lux Interior will lose his pants or gag on the microphone Unlike most films, Ur%h! has a practical func tion for those who have not yet embraced this music, I rgb' lejs them decide which artists they never want to see again, and which ones they'll pursue further And besides, it's relatively painless fun; just when 1 was ready to heave my seat (or my guts) at the screen, along came another group to dis tract, amuse, enrage or impress. Judith Sims Tag starring Robert Carradine and Linda Hamilton, and introducing Bruce Abbott Written and di rected by Sick Castle A group of UCLA students embark on another round of extermination by rubber dan. Pre dictably, one student cracks under the pressure to win the popular campus assassination game and becomes a real murderer — a music major with a cache of decaying bodies in his dorm room Left at that, TAG would be a passable movie of the week, but writer-director Castle adds depth, playing the drama against some very funny material Hamilton plays a jaded but not yet cynical Beverly Hills cupcake who tries hard to be torchy. practicing steamy stares meant to fry male circuitry. And she succeeds' She is a Chan dler female, confounding, pneumatic and vulner able Carradme is appealingly awkward with an occasionally stiff delivery The fun is that the characterizations aren't taken too seriously. From the game director, who fancies himself a G-man, to the campus news editor, a downy cherub as crusty as Walter Matthau, the laughs are there Castle does miss on a few minor points There apparently is not a locked door on the whole of the I QA campus, a glaring assumption in this security-conscious time Also, the students have a curious penchant for tossing textbooks into hedges when they are finished with them His major offense, however, is the romantic clinch following the murderer's grisly death They find it arousing? Better they should hug each other in relief But despite occa sional awkwardness, the film is entertaining, truly suspenseful. genuinely funny. Darlene Guildner Missing starring Jack Lemmon and Sissy Sfxtcek, written by Costa Cairas and Donald Stewart, directed by Costa (iairas Costa-Gavras previous political films—/, Spe dot Section and Stage of Siege —combine the rage and commitment of his political point of view with the wham-bam technique of a cine matic thriller These three films almost created a genre of their own, based in fact but exe cuted like fiction Missing, like these earlier films, is based on a true story: as a result of the U S. CIA's involve ment in the 1973 assassination of Chile's Marxist president Allende and the subsequent military coup, an American citizen was killed; his father sued the U S government for complicity in his son's death, but the suit was eventually thrown out of court Missing deals with the father's search for his son, and his eventual realization of the circumstances of his death Lemmon plays the stalwart America-right-or wrong businessman who travels to the uniden tified Latin country to find his son. The son’s wife, Sissy Spacek, is, like her husband, a hippie of sorts, estranged from Lemmon Most of the film is taken up with useless Lemmon-Spacek arguments and their equally useless attempts to find the son/husband — who is, of course, dead, presum ably murdered because he was privy to CIA se crets babbled by an agent in a restaurant While I readily concede that it’s better to see even this relatively timid (compared to Costa Gavras' previous credits) expose of our shameful Chilean episode than to see nothing at all, Missing is still disappointing It should have been tougher It should have hit us with a slam, not a dull thud. Judith Sims By students. For students. Don’t take a trip without one! Ask your friends who've travel ed in Europe: the odds are over whelming they used and trusted the Let’s Go Travel guide* Why? Let’s Go is written entirely by students traveling on budgets as limited as yours. No expense accounts, no free hotel rooms. 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