Amazingly, Brando's bizarre THE CHASE (1966) now rates 7.1 on IMDb and 73% on Rotten Tomatoes.
He'll be 102 on Friday.
t's a shame about THE CHASE: Brando, Angie, Fonda, Janice Rule and Miriam Hopkins are just fine (well, except for Angie's line, "I only wish we'd adopted some children," which always elicits a giggle) but Redford is dreadful in his role as the escaped convict; he's just not ready --- I always recast him in my head with Jon Voight (and Robert Blake, who wanted in on the picture, as the oil baron's son, ultimately played by James Fox).
THE CHASE was infamous for behind-the-scenes conflicts: the studio wanted a standard potboiler; producer Sam Speigel did too, but in a different way; screenwriter Lillian Hellman (basing her script on a Horton Foote play) wanted to do something more provocative about oil law with veiled allusions to the Kennedy assassination; director Arthur Penn wanted a claustrophobic pre-BONNIE AND CLYDE frenetic style to the picture; and Brando wanted as many doughnuts as possible on the Craft Service table.
The end result is a shit-show. You can see how it could have worked, what with a good cast, the mid-'60s Halloweenish color scheme, and its despondent John Barry score. But it's all a top-notch mess. And the reasons for Redford's incarceration, his mother's betraying him, and the worthless town's hysteria over his prison break doesn't make much sense -- and this appears to be where the script cuts must have been.
Still, I've usually owned a copy; it's one of those things I re-make in my head.