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Movie Reviews of C.C. and Company
Movie Review: Broadway Joe Namath, Unintentional Outlaw Hilarity, And The Grossest Sandwich Ever
Summary: 3 Stars
"C. C. and Company" is a film that could only have existed in 1970. Coming off his victory in Super Bowl III in 1969, Namath could do pretty much anything he wanted to, and one of the things he wanted to do was act. I'm normally not much on professional athletes turned actors (although Rosey Grier starring opposite Ray Milland in "The Thing With Two Heads" is an all-time B-movie great,) Namath acquits himself adequately as the unfortunately named C. C. Ryder, the good biker in "The Heads," the rotten to the core gang he finds himself in. The film opens with Namath foraging in a supermarket and making himself a sandwich on the baby seat of a shopping cart. While he was eating the sandwich all I could think of was the recent news report I had read that discussed how that area is the most germ-laden area of a cart due to baby diaper contact.
After downing the sandwich the very mod split-screen credits open up while a generic version of "C. C. Rider" blares in the background (the version by Elvis would have been really welcome at this point; so would the version by Peggy Lee for that matter...) and we quickly find that Namath is the one good guy in the gang when he comes to the aid of beautiful Ann-Margret, whose limo is stranded in the desert, saving her from the ravages of two other bikers, and getting into a feud with the leader of the pack, Moon (William Smith, who turns in a good and genuinely deranged performance) in defense of her honor.
The Heads are a bunch of miscreants with names like Rabbit, Lizard, Pig, Pom Pom, and Zit-Zit, and the backstory explaining Namath's presence in the gang is less than convincing. You know they are real bad characters right off the bat because the first thing they do is enter a motocross race. Settle in, because there's lots of motocross action throughout the remainder of the film, and you will be surprised how boring that can be. Ann-Margret shows up at the race (of course) because there is a cross-promotional contract between a fashion designer and a motorcycle race promoter. (That makes perfect sense.) The simply idiotic love story that follows is only one ridiculous element of the vapid plot structure of this film, but enjoy the cheese factor (the DVD was released by Cheezy Flicks, after all.) To impress Ann-Margret, Namath enters the race and makes quite the impression by taking third place by carrying his bike across the finish line, thus cementing "C. C. and Company" in permanent first place in the lame biker movie awards.
Moon becomes jealous of C. C.'s newfound fame and desire to retain some of the funds he has earned (Moon runs "The Heads" as a commune with himself as head Head and treasurer.) This split in the group leads to fisticuffs that go on for quite a while and end pretty much in a draw. C. C. leaves the group, heads over to Ann-Margret's place, picks her up and goes dancing in the official start to one of the most putrescent on-screen romances in history. The musical romance montage is particularly unbearable. Still jealous, The Heads invade Ann-Margret's house, kidnapping her for a ransom of $2,000. It's really more of a bet, because the resolution involves them breaking into a stadium at night for Moon and C. C. to race. Moon meets a hilariously over-the-top demise, while C. C. rescues Ann-Margret, and they escape in a big nighttime motorcycle chase. If you found the endless motorcycle scenes boring in daylight, just wait until you see the lack of excitement that prevails when all you can see are streams of headlights for minutes on end. It's simply interminable. The film closes with Namath and Ann-Margret outfoxing The Heads and cleverly destroying their bikes (which is a genuinely amusing, if unbelievable scene.) They decide to go on the road together, and the two ride off into a future of certain bliss.
The film suffers from several technical problems that are apparent throughout, one of which is that this print is quite dark and grainy, but the most annoying of which is easily the incidental music which is omnipresent and is xylophone, slide whistle, and trumpet intensive. Don't miss the credits, which explain that the film was made largely in Tucson, but that the dancing part was filmed in the "Fabulous Flamingo Hotel" in Las Vegas. That particular credit may be a bit adjectivally-challenged in the accuracy part in the opinion of some: certainly "fabulous" would not have been a word I used to describe that particular hotel, but to each his own. Please also enjoy the "Intermission" extra, which I found wonderfully appropriate for a film of this vintage.
"C. C. and Company" is entertaining as a B-movie relic of the early 1970's, and although utterly implausible, predictable, and heavy-handed, it's still worth a look for lovers of camp, motorcycles, or football.
Movie Review: C.C & Company Review
Summary: 3 Stars
In his leisure time while not hawking pantyhose and tossing footballs around, Broadway Joe Namath actually starred in a few movies. One of his most memorable in my estimation is C.C & Company (1970) in which he plays, C.C, carefree biker who just wants to ride and enjoy himself.
C.C is the good guy who finds himself at odds with fellow members of his own former biker gang "The Heads" because of his attraction to the the extremely, unimaginably, sensuous, sexy, hot journalist, Ann (Ann Margaret.) During the film, C.C makes his move from biker gang member extraoirdinare to motocross competitor, it was quite a transition.
I expected to dislike Joe Namath in this movie since I figured he must be a big dopey football jock who wanted to become an actor, but I didn't. It's not unheard of nowadays for guys such as Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson to launch a successful film career. For others like Brian Bosworth, life hasn't been as fortunate. Joe Namath actually wasn't too bad in this film. He was natural and likeable and that pleasantly surprised me. Did I mention that Ann Margaret was in it? And Sig Haig? You know...good ol' Captain Spaulding!
The real star could be considered C.C's chopper which was a freakin' beautiful machine. I'm going to wager that at least half of you probably want to vomit when you look at his zebra bike pattern and helmet, but this is the exact shlocky kinda paint job that I love. It's simple, memorable, and it wound up being very popular in the '80s. Heck, it was even used on a popular pant line in the '90s. Big ups to Zubaz.
The film starts to take a bit of a twist going from what I thought to be a silly off the wall '70s movie to a guy stepping up and rescuing his girl from the evil clutches of his former biker gang. So if you're into stuff like kidnapping, brawling, hot half naked chicks, and bike races then C.C and Company is the film for you. It must also be said that there's at least 2 or 3 pretty exciting bike races. The end of the film doesn't drag or get corny, it accomplishes it's goal. I'd say that if you aren't a fan of bikes or motorcycle culture you probably wouldn't enjoy it as much. Look out for the finale where the rivals face off in a chopper race around a school track
Movie Review: Joe Willie Where Have You Gone?
Summary: 3 Stars
If you have memories of Broadway Joe in his prime, then this is a pleasant blast from the past. Sports Illustrated did a recent cover story about Joe Namath--his legacy, his ways, his fall from grace...it was a pleasant interlude from the often forced cover stories that have taken over the newsstands. And, what it reveals is that the days of larger than life sports heroes who can actually play the game and who you want to root for (this is a crucial distinguishing factor) are long gone since Joe Willie took off his Jets uniform and headed for the disastrous year at the helm of the Los Angeles Rams.
The time this film was made, there was no star brighter than Namath's...and if you enjoy seeing a sport star (a la Jim Brown and definitely NOT O.J. Simpson) stretch their charisma and machismo in front of a camera, then check this baby out. It's a hoot. Based on anecdotal evidence, it seems that Joe had a good time making the movie and hanging out with a babe-a-licious actress (really the Jessica Alba of her time and more since she could sing and act) Ann Margaret. She showed up at a banquet honoring Joe back in the day.
There's an NFL presents book out right now with a DVD included--a documentary on Namath. This guy truly was something special. He had eggshells for knees, a mind as sharp as a razor and an arm like a rocket. Seeing him lope around the field and calling downs exactly one play after he was absolutely leveled by an oncoming freight train made my heart race then and now. So much so I put a picture of him swarthed in green on my son's wall.
You only wish there were stars as bright and as big as he was today...so much so that movie producers wanted to put an athlete in front of the camera--and I'm not talking about Rick Fox trying his hand at character acting. Joe was cool. He was what every guy wanted to be. Good enough at the job to flip a bird at anyone who got in his face.
So, give it a try...check it out!
Movie Review: Great Movie, poor quality
Summary: 2 Stars
I always loved this picture. Joe is a great actor in my opinion. Ann has always been my favorite sex symbol. I am not sure why the quality of the picture is so poor. This was filmed in 1970 and it looks like a home move shot on 9 mm. If only someone could enhance this and find the missing scenes. There are a number of scenes that are cut from this film. It almost looks like the manufacturer set a video camera in front of a television and filmed an edited version. Many of the initial scenes are too dark to see.Movie Review: The Cut version
Summary: 1 Stars
I remember this old drive in flick because Joe Namath was a favorite football player of mine combined with Ann Margarett so I had to see it. It was never a great film to begin with but this version I recieved seemed dark in contrast and edited for TV or something. In fact it was cut so bad that the film barely made sense, and it was a very weak story to begin with. Once Joe tells his gang buddies "You don't hit something as pretty as that." When we never see them hit anyone??? I only got this film to collect some of the films of my youth but watching it now as a grown up makes me laugh at how easily impressed we were as youngsters. This is a "Cheezy" film with a capitol C. Top it off that when the CD arrived it was rattling inside the case and it was scartched all over, but somehow it still played without a problem. No more than i'll be watching it I decided not to send it back.