An oddity with a highbrow
pedigree, this mystery/thriller boasts an eclectic cast of prominent actors and
a labyrinthine plot that’s designed to be catnip for fans of games, puzzles,
and riddles. Yet the most unique aspect of the film resides behind the camera: The Last of Sheila was written by actor
Anthony Perkins and composer Stephen Sondheim, representing the only
feature-film writing credit for either man. Apparently the two were longtime
friends who entertained their showbiz pals by arranging flamboyant scavenger
hunts, so The Last of Sheila plays
out like a hybrid of an Agatha Christie whodunit and a treasure hunt.
Describing all the intricacies of the storyline would spoil the fun, but the
broad strokes are as follows.
Movie producer Clinton (James Coburn) invites
several Hollywood friends to his yacht, which is named after his late wife,
Sheila, who died under mysterious circumstances. Each of the friends wants
something from Clinton, so he manipulates their greed for sporting purposes.
The friends include Alice (Raquel Welch), a movie star whose relationship with
her manager/husband, Anthony (Ian McShane), is rocky; Christine (Dyan Cannon),
an ambitious talent agent; Philip (James Mason), a director whose career has
lost momentum; and Tom (Richard Benjamin), a desperate screenwriter whose wife,
Lee (Joan Hackett), hides a terrible secret. Employing his immense wealth,
Clinton stages elaborate treasure hunts in each port of call, and he issues
provocative clues related to his guests’ peccadillos.
Superficially, this is a
jet-set caper movie, so director Herbert Ross provides plenty of eye candy
thanks to exotic European locations (as well as copious shots of Cannon and
Welch in bikinis). On a deeper level—well, as deep as this deliberately vapid
movie goes, anyway—The Last of Sheila
explores that trusty old theme of the avarice that drives Hollywood. Everyone
in the movie is out to screw everyone else, whether professionally,
psychologically, or sexually. Some of the actors capture the bitchy spirit of
the piece better than others. The standout is Cannon, playing a role inspired
by legendary talent agent Sue Mengers (also the inspiration for 2013 Broadway
show I’ll Eat You Last, starring
Bette Midler). Whether she’s fretting about her weight, maneuvering for an
optimal negotiating position, or sizing up potential sex partners, Cannon
perfectly captures the omnivorous nature of Tinseltown players. Benjamin,
Coburn, and Mason lend interesting colors, Hackett and McShane provide solid
support, and Welch does a better job of keeping up with her costars than might
be expected.
Filled with betrayals and lies and schemes—as well as the
occasional murder—The Last of Sheila
is a bit windy at 120 minutes, and some viewers might find the final
revelations too Byzantine. Nonetheless, if there’s such a thing as
thinking-person’s trash, then The Last of
Sheila is a prime example.
The Last of Sheila: GROOVY
2 comments:
One of my favorite commentaries accompanies a release of this one from, I believe the '90s. A perhaps sightly tipsy Dyan Cannon alongside a deadpan Richard Benjamin, with edited in comments from Raquel Welch. Dyan is a hoot and she and Benjamin have great behind the scenes stories. Raquel's comments seem scripted.
I discovered this a few years ago and *loved* it! A fave of the era now. Wish more movies were this purely entertaining. Loved the twists and turns and in-jokes (isn't there one about Mason and LOLITA?), and Cannon is a delight. Your last paragraph is dead-on.
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