The Betsy (1978)

I must have picked up this movie during a Katharine Ross movie rush.....although I am also a fan of Kathleen Beller movies. Nevertheless, up to 50 minutes into the movie, I'm wonder why am I watching this, I was never into Dynasty, it's not my kind of movie, why am I watching this besides for the point that I now own a copy.BUT......it grows on you. You get involved wondering what happened to various generations of the family, how they bought it. It's not much about the car at all ALTHOUGH as a young teen, I read the airport shop paperbacks my parents did and recalled a similar book of intrigue and paperback sex....just that car was solar powered. So perhaps this movie kept my interest from the innocence and curiosity of my childhood.The sexual twists are fun if even shocking. The cast is excellent, from well recognized major players to young actors then who are now famous to old familiar supporting actors in parts best suited for them. One must keep in mind, though, of when this movie was made, both from the aspects of what was acceptable for an R rating and what passed for nude beauty way back when.There are some quasi plot holes such as in why would someone with that much power be so consumed about losing a point that apparently less important. One must remember, though, that for the "villain", it is not about what a rational person sees but what he believes. Especially if he considers that the risk is worth the reward.As an amateur writer and actress, I often see things from the viewpoint of how can I see myself in this movie. Does it give me a spot to get involved and take me away from my life for 90 minutes or so. This movie however, I was not so much taken to another world despite the energy it had. Nevertheless, once I was past that first hesitation, I was involved, I wanted answers to my questions.Maybe all I wanted was not there on the first pass, but I was compelled to keep watching..........and maybe sometime again, I will be compelled to watch again, to learn more, perhaps even to be able to see myself on that screen.

I vaguely remembered seeing this film somewhere years ago. I had really remembered Kathleen Beller's gratuitous nude scene, included when such scenes were quite rare in a major theatrical release. When I found the DVD in the remainder bin, I grabbed the last copy left in the pile.I can't say that I enjoyed the plot, given that the plot was very thin underfoot. Other comments have noted the parallels to some of the trashy night time TV soap operas of that period. Really, this film could have been a pilot episode for a big-budget TV soap opera. If only they hadn't prematurely rolled up a lot of the potential plot themes.No, this was a nostalgia trip back to the excesses of the '70s. I got to see all those non-stellar styling exercises Detroit was foisting off on the American public, in the face of their increasing buying resistance. Here indeed was an early stage in the downfall of Detroit.Then we had that ridiculously disguised Mercedes limousine wearing an outlandish grille to conceal its origin. I don't think a New Orleans pimp would feel comfortable driving such a monstrosity.The real high point was the ridiculously hammy performance of Lawrence Olivier. He really got to let loose in a role that set no limit on how outlandish and trashy his portrayal would get. What unknown director would have the nerve to tell Sir Larry he was chewing too much on the scenery? That scene showing Olivier on top of the maid was a real hoot, a high point in a stellar career! On further viewing of this film, it became apparent to me that a stand-in for Olivier actually was filming this scene.Then there was a brash young Texan Tommy Lee Jones trying to pass himself off as a third-generation Italian-American. Tommy, somehow I can't see you growing up Italian.Then there was a much thinner Edward Herrman. He is now best known for flogging Dodge trucks and cars and voice overs on public TV nature programs. Oh well, a guy has to make a living.I believe the film did tone down some of the original plot in the novel. As I recall Loren Hardeman not only had an incestuous relationship with his daughter-in-law, but fathered her child. So he was not the boy's grandfather, but actually his father.Well, I am glad I have the DVD in the collection. It is a great antidote for pretentious films that take themselves too seriously. It made me want to look up Kathleen Beller on the IMDb and maybe catch some of her other efforts.

There's only one reason to watch this film. It's not the quality of the acting or the strength - or otherwise - of the plot. Rather, it's a study in excess, and my favourite excess in this film would have to come under L for lust. Kathleen Beller is extremely photogenic and I absolutely love the swimming pool scene !

All star cast cannot save this lurid adaptation of typical Harold Robbins novel with Olivier, faking an American accent, as a patriarch of a whining and feuding family. Duvall bitches and moans through his role, while the rest of the cast overacts or bores to death.