Director Richard Lester returns to his pell-mell trademark and the result is maddening. Interesting cast is wasted, with bright exception of Beverly D’Angelo.
Producers Sandra and Terence Marsh hang their frenetic tale of stolen money, chases and deceptions on several characters racing up and down a train en-route from California to Nebraska.
There’s $5 million in a coffin in the baggage car, there’s a sexy neurotic (D’Angelo, who steals the movie), a bumbling con man (top-lined Michael O’Keefe), razor sharp con man (Louis Gossett Jr, on screen only briefly), a sweaty heavy (Ed Lauter), and a gregarious old train conductor (David Wayne). Its parts add up to pieces that artlessly lurch and hurtle around.