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Bob & Carol & Tom & Alice (1969)



This is a pretty entertaining movie, but I'm not sure if it wants to be taken seriously, or if it's a satire on the "free love" culture of the 1960s. I viewed it more as a satire, but with a good message.

Bob (Robert Culp) is a documentary film director. He and his wife, Carol (Natalie Wood), spend a weekend at a place in the woods called the Institute. As the camera swoops in from above, we see naked people lodging, yoga posing, and bathing outside on the deck. They're all naked. What kind of "new age" place is this?

Bob and Carol spend their time inside, however, with a small group taking a 24-hour crash course designed to get them connected to their feelings. One of the group exercises is simple to stare and other members and "get to know each other" by looking. The idea being, we often don't take the time to stop and look at one another. We're too busy looking and thinking about ourselves.

I mention this exercise because something similar will happen at the end when the two couples are on their way to see a concert in Las Vegas. The ending is what makes me finally believe that what I'm watching is satire -- sorry if I'm a little slow on grasping the obvious. Of course, none of the other people walking with the two couples in the ending are involved in a group experiment, but it looks like everyone in this group are carefully selected for the scene -- we even have an Indian in full head-feather regalia, maybe just so we don't neglect to note he's Indian?

The main conflict of the movie, I gather, is that it's very simple to learn a lesson and then misapply it. This seems to be what Bob, and then Carol do. By the end of the movie, maybe they are moving to the absurd conclusion of the misapplication of this lesson, which explains the iconic movie poster situation -- two couples in one King size bed. Why are they sitting like that? Because this movie can't movie from R to X, but also because maybe Bob, and then the rest of them, realize that while they could do what they're about to do, that doesn't mean they should. Is that the real lesson? That you are free to do anything in life you want to do, but ultimately, you need to be the one to put limitations on your own freedom? 

Rating: 4/5 stars

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