A famous big flop in its day, helped Joe E Levine packed it in for a few years and seems to have hurt the career of Mike Nichols and Buck Henry. But dammit I quite enjoyed it. Glossy and intelligent, beautiful scenery and some attractive cast members as George C Scott teaches some dolphins to talk... only to see them recruited for an assassination plot. A critic pointed out that Nichols and Henry were working outside their genres, which means the film is treated intelligently but perhaps lacks a little schlocky excitement - I'd support that, while it pulls off stuff that you would think is tricky, like making it believable for dolphins to chat, but not maxing the most out of the race-against-time-to-save-the-president stuff.
The conspiracy stuff is OK not as good as Alan Pakula's conspiracy though. The ending could have been a bit more emotional if it was a little clearer what was happening. Who are the people in the plane? OK I get that we're not supposed to know but... why not? And I wish the pretty Trish van dere had been given something to do.
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