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Scorpio

(1973)

You know a movie is going to be pretty bad when you are distracted by the sound engineering. All the dialog is recorded at the same level, no matter where the speaker is. It was obviously all looped, but by someone who was far, far below Hollywood standards. Add to that bad acting, and a silly story, and you’ve got a mess. The only reason I can see for making this film is so Burt Lancaster can prove he can still do his own stunts. He was sixty when he made this, and really shouldn’t have been making all those leaps and taking all those jumps and falls. Anyway, I got to within half an hour of the end, got sleepy, and realized I didn’t give a shit how it all came out. I didn’t even care to read the Wikipedia summary. A total waste of my time.