It was the first
of four collaborations between Thompson and composer Jerry Goldsmith, coming before The Reincarnation
of Peter Proud, Caboblanco and King Solomon's Mines - none
of them is a great movie but the quality
of the scores go to show the affection Goldsmith must have had for the director (who also
made films scored by Dimitri Tiomkin, Bernard Herrmann, Franz Waxman, Elmer Bernstein, John Williams and John Barry - an
unbelievable fact which I doubt could be matched by any other director).
Thinking about it now, part
of me considers the
film to be a masterpiece, another thinks that it's a ridiculously
unbelievable tale that not only defies logic, but
makes claims that aren't supported by the narrative.
The
film is quite funny, often ridiculous, Streep
makes some
of the most
unbelievable noises imitating, what I assume are authentic Jenkins sounds and notes.