Title: When Harry Met Misery
Product review: What a horrid little film. This is hardly surprising given that Richardson has made a career of horrid little films. (He can thank Olivier for his one passable effort.) The lead is a ranting crybaby of the sort now familiar. He knows how the affairs of the world should be run, but can't be bothered to treat people with civility and maintain his own life with responsibility and dignity. He is, in short, the model enfant terrible of the post-WWII Left, whose battle cry was aptly put by Jim Morrison (himself in the same mold), "We want the world and we want it now."There should have been a sequal in which the lead becomes prime minister of such-and-such country and turns it into a squalid, barbaric socialist paradise. Or he could have morphed into Ernesto Guevara and taken on Che's job of master of the death squads.
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