Definitely some of the most unsympathetic characters I’ve run across in a long time. What punks!
The story line was brittle, the soundtrack was decent. Rebecca D. sure is a shell of the woman she was from Risky Business Days.

Interesting that the hallucination scenes were done in color, and that the rest of the movie was in black and white.
Did they have to make the female lead look so Frankenstein like? I almost thought bolts were going to start growing out of her neck!

If for nothing else, I loved the old San Francisco scenes. I even think some of the film was shot very near where I first landed in SF, right by Taylor Street in Nob Hill.
Steve M is a little wooden for my tastes.

Mumbai: was once called Bombay until 1996

The Three Musketeers (Les Trois Mousquetaires) is a novel by Alexandre Dumas, père. It recounts the adventures of a young man named d’Artagnan after he leaves home to become a musketeer. D’Artagnan is not one of the musketeers of the title; those are his friends Athos, Porthos, and Aramis—inseparable friends who live by the motto “one for all, all for one” (“un pour tous, tous pour un”). I think the cartoon you watched as a youth was called The Three Musketeers by Hanna Barbara.
I got the question wrong in the movie. I could have sworn the answer was D”Artagnan because I remembered the cartoon.

I think my daughter Stephanie summed it up best when she said that this was a “cute” movie, and not necessarily funny in the “Toy Story” sort of vein.

Too long, I literally thought the movie had ended five times before it actually did.
I liked the historical aspect of it, however.
Seen with Russ/Laura in San Ramon.

I dunno, humor and suspense rarely mix well, and this flick was no exception to that rule.

Maybe because I didn’t seem to get it, and my daughter and wife did; I rate this poorly.
However, I did enjoy the rare time when all three of us were heavily engrossed in a home video.

I kind of liked the outfits, but the movie had way too many unexplained happenings and loose ends that were never tied up.

It portrayed the repressive nature of most religions, and really played up the hypocritical part.
What’s with those funky crinkly white collars?