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  • This movie can be a lot of fun, just don't take it too seriously. Several scenes border on camp, but I loved it anyway. Several late 1960's location shots of Los Angeles & Malibu (When it was still pretty, not like today, UGH!) also add to the ambiance. Carol Lynley sleeps with a golf pro to blackmail him into murdering her shrink. This movie is worth watching just to see Carol chase an elegantly dressed Martha Hyer on the beach while Carol tries to run her over with a dune buggy. (Those were the days! Try driving a dune buggy on a beach in California today!) This movie also boasts being way ahead of it's time with Carol owning her own VCR! (IN 1969!) Wow! She even caught her sexcapade on tape and this was years ahead of Rob Lowe. If this wasn't enough she visits her aunt and shows her the meaning of elderly abuse. They don't make 'em like this anymore, movie was panned at the time, but I think it's a lot of fun. Lush 60's sets and clothes, Los Angeles looking a hell of lot better than it does now, women slapping and trying to kill each other, cool 60's convertibles, what more could you ask for.
  • Daft remake of STRANGERS ON A TRAIN with glacial Carol Lynley doing a distaff femme fatale take on Robert Walker's classic role. She's disturbed doll-faced Diana, who desires the death of her shrink, who alone realises her malign potential and seeks to have her committed. Fixating on perpetual golf pro runner-up Jerry (stone-faced Paul Burke), she beds the hapless sap and manages to get the admittedly soused sportsman to spout some incriminating pillow talk whilst being unknowingly filmed and recorded by a hidden camera which thereby appears to frame him for his superior golfing rival's subsequent murder as he unwittingly plays into her hands during her switcheroo murder plan pitch. Having held up her end of the bargain (and having purloined both the murder weapon and, as per the original film, a potentially incriminating cigarette lighter which is never flagged up as the classic 'McGuffin' it was in the Hitchcock original, and which both threaten to lead the forces of law and order to his door), the murderous minx now expects him to follow through with his end of the deal but, as Farley Granger found out some twenty years previously, if it isn't bred in the bone the hands will only be used to bash a ball rather than a skull. However, Jerry's reckoning without Diana's in-house editing facility which enables her to overdub the potentially damaging videotape footage (yep, she actually has a video recorder in 1969!) and, with the police circling and madness abroad, the poor dupe has to hack his way out of something more dangerous than the usual sandtrap. Kitsch in the extreme, and lacking all The Master of Suspense's bravura technique and convincing deployment of the transference of guilt theme, this is ultimately an unintentional hoot (especially a climactic dune buggy chase along a beach). Boasting Dayglo cinematography so harsh you almost need sunglasses to watch it, truly atrocious wardrobes (especially for Martha Hyer's estranged wife character) and pointlessly padded out with tedious extended golfing footage, this is really only recommended for true trash mavens as, unlike Ms Lynley's shapely lower limbs, this really hasn't got the legs to follow through on the original classically simple yet intriguing premise ('STRANGERS...' author Patricia Highsmith receives a credit for 'suggesting' the whole concept). Personally, though, I found it a lot of fun.
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    Carol Lynley and I go way back. Oh, I've never actually met her, but when I was a young teen in 1959 and saw her in 'Blue Denim', I fell in love with pretty Ms Lynley. This movie was made 10 years later, and starts off with Ms Lynley walking out of the surf, in a green bikini, and carrying a spear gun. Seeing her that way, I was hooked, even though the movie was shown on the Golf Channel, with commercials.

    The focus of the story is a pro golfer, Jerry (Paul Burke), who seems is a perpetual second to the happy go lucky number one. But tied after 72 holes, along with another golfer, they all plan to go back the next morning for a sudden death playoff. (Never mind that sudden death playoffs don't wait until the next day.) But sweet, young, and pretty Diana (Carol Lynley) enters the picture, and has a proposal that she hopes |Jerry can't refuse.

    This is a film noir of sorts, with Lynley playing a real psycho character with no sense of morality. The golf is there to set up a premise and a motive. It is clear that the actors were not good golfers and, mercifully not much golf is shown. Still, it was enjoyable seeing Lynley in a different role. Martha Hyer was Lee, the wife of Jerry and, even though she was in her 40s still was quite the beauty.

    SPOILERS. Diana has psychotic tendencies and even though she has been receiving therapy for a year, her doctor is about to order her hospitalized, again. So she tricks Jerry into a deal that she secretly videotapes, pretending it was only a game. She would kill the pro golfer who was |Jerry's nemesis, and in turn he would kill her psychiatrist. Since neither would have a motive, they would not be suspects. Jerry didn't take her seriously, until the golfer failed to show up the next morning, and he was found behind the 7th green, dead. The ending scenes of the movie were not as interesting but, eventually the police learn the truth, and they wait for her on the beach, in a scene like the first, coming out of the water in a green bikini.
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    A very campy psycho story which viewed today is unintentionally hilarious. It is so easy to bag this movie, but I actually found it great fun. Carol Lynley played a few deranged characters in her time, but Diana definitely takes the cake. She attacks her bedridden grandmother, chases her cat with a carving knife, tries to run over the hideously attired Martha Hyer in a dune buggy (also tries to shoot her with a harpoon gun!!) and of course drives over Philip Carey in a golf buggy and then bashes his head in with his own golf club! She is also into amateur photography and films her one-nighter with boring Paul Burke and then edits it to blame the murder on him! Poseidon Adventure fans beware - Carol's Diana is far-removed from mild-mannered Nonnie!
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    Based loosely on the same Patricia Highsmith novel as Hitchcock's film 'Strangers On A Train' this tells of Diana who entices Jerry into a one night affair and thinks she persuades him to swop murders with her. She will kill his golf rival and he has to kill her psychiatrist who is seeking to commit her. She of course being a psychopath. This is revealed at the start of the film when she bursts a child's beach ball and then tries to put her cat in the fridge! The film drags on wordily punctured by scenes of golf rather than the lawn tennis in Hitchcock's movie. The ending is rushed and low octane.

    The actors say their lines and move on. However I did rather like the performance of Carol Lynley as Diana and enjoyed her acting whenever she is on screen, from when she emerges from the sea at the start to when she emerges from the sea at the end. She looks like a sweet kitten but my word does she have claws. If her part had been written better it would have been sensational. Carol Lynley seldom got roles she could get her teeth into but she certainly tries her best in this. Otherwise it's a dull movie.
  • Overbaked nonsense from Warner Bros. is one steaming pile of clichés. Pro-golfer Paul Burke, separated from his wife and troubled by his perennial second-place status on the golf course, meets up with seductive woman-child Carol Lynley; she murders his main opponent and then blackmails Burke with the proviso he kill her psychiatrist in return (seems Carol has just been released from a mental institution and is due back for another stay at any moment). The tacky screenplay was "suggested by" Patricia Highsmith's book "Strangers on a Train", first filmed by Warners in 1951. This quasi-remake actually has an interesting set-up, but Burke looks dumbfounded throughout and overripe vixen Lynley is just ludicrous (the actress probably thought this kitten-with-claws number would showcase her haughty appeal, but instead she's cruelly exposed and completely without substance). This has to be one of the worst-edited films from a major studio I have ever seen, with redundant, laughable shots of streetlights changing and Carol Lynley going crazy with a reel-to-reel machine. The filmmakers know nothing about the world of pro-tournament golf, and even less about murder investigations and police business, giving this dunderhead opus a campy undermining which may play with fans of second-string cinema. *1/2 from ****
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    Diana is crazy. You know it right off because within the first five minutes of the film, she utilizes a spear gun to scare a little girl off her ocean front home. Later, she gets scratched trying to put a naughty cat in the refrigerator for punishment. Her wealthy aunt and psychiatrist are on her list of enemies because they want to commit her to another mental institution. So what does she do? She seduces Jerry, a drunken golf player, offers to kill his rival in exchange for doing away with her shrink, and then goes even more bonkers when he refuses to do away with the doctor even after she most dramatically does away with the rival. So when Jerry's wife arrives, Diana continues her reign of terror with the help of a dune buggy.

    A combination of "Strangers on a Train" and the not-yet made "Play Misty For Me" and "Fatal Attraction", this film is a neat sleeper that is worthy of re-discovery. It is pure fun. Carol Lynley adds her name to my list of cinema's most memorable psychos, while Paul Burke is yet another sap victimized by a beautiful femme fatale. Martha Hyer is his long-suffering wife, and Philip Carey is the larger-than-life golf rival who is the unfortunate victim. It is Lynley's sweet looking innocence which makes her even more dangerous because who would suspect her of being crazy? The plot develops at the perfect pace and the crimes are crafty and clever. There is no Hollywood type ending though, so this one remains a step above the others in uniqueness.
  • A pointless ,useless "remake":although he modified Highsmith's novel,-he told it so in the foreword he wrote for the novel-Hitchcock kept the essential and produced a classic thriller you can watch again and again,with lots of memorable scenes (the murder seen on the glasses,the keys,the merry-go-round which goes crazy,and more).Plus a first-class performance by Robert Walker.

    "Once you kiss a stranger" keeps the last word,but there's no more train ,the action takes place in the world of golf;why not after all? But by doing so ,without any suspense ,with a dreadful cast (Carol Lynley as a woman-child is so weird we do not know if she seriously plays or she's having fun with a stupid part of a girl who wants to get rid of her shrink -if you kill my shrink,I will do away with the top golf champion,and you will be number one!-,the director produced one of the worst thrillers of all time.

    It's to state the obvious to write that you'd better choose "strangers on the train" (1951).As for Lynley ,take "Bunny Lake is missing" instead.
  • This is a terrible film. Carol Lynley is painful to watch, her attempt at a suductress consists of leaning on walls and rolling her eyes. Martha Hyer is past her prime, looks bad, wears bad clothes and wigs. Paul Burke is the one bright spot.