Rijndri Load of rubbish!!

Teringer An Exercise In Nonsense

Grimossfer Clever and entertaining enough to recommend even to members of the 1%

Bessie Smyth Great story, amazing characters, superb action, enthralling cinematography. Yes, this is something I am glad I spent money on.

Dalbert Pringle OK. Here's 1967's "The Trip" summed up 4 U in a total psychedelic nutshell. Totally.A total square takes some LSD.... The total square hallucinates (like a total f-u-c-k).... The total square is now transformed into a total hipster.... (And, that is the total end of the total story)Roll credits.Now, I don't know about you - But, in the days of my reckless youth - I certainly did my fair share of dropping acid (LSD). And I'll tell you one thing for sure - I never, ever came even close to hallucinating like this dude did. Never.You know, I really, really wonder (back in the glory days of "Flower Power") just how many gullible thrill-seekers saw this film, fell for its "say-yes-to-drugs" propaganda, tried some LSD, expected to be enlightened by some mind-altering experiences, and ended up being completely deflated and disillusioned by the promising hype of a psychedelia that never delivered.P.S. - Wait till you see this film's unintentionally hilarious "laundromat" scene. It'll totally kill you.

dougdoepke Normally I'd avoid Rock Hudson-Doris Day fluff like a brain drain. But after suffering through this mess, I think a Hudson-Day brain drain is better. Apparently producer Corman was chasing after changing youth fashions of the 60's. He'd cornered the market on 50's drive-in fare, but rubber monsters were suddenly out of fashion. So who better to tap into than hipsters Hopper, Fonda, and Nicholson. Thanks to the latter turned screenwriter, we get 80-minutes of repetitive psychedelic effects, and little or no story. Well, maybe if you try piecing together some of the images-- hooded riders, blonde sweeties-- you might come up with something symbolic. But I leave that to a midnight study group. Unfortunately, I thought the promising opening presaged something incisive about commercial advertising. But no such luck. Okay, you can take The bad Trip as an artifact of its time, something about counter-cultural search for meaning through drugs. But even as a psychedelic experience, it's still a lousy movie. Happily, Fonda, Nicholson, and Hopper righted their ship two years later with the epochal Easy Rider, that contrasts this mess like a Rembrandt does with an ink blot.

romanorum1 In a nutshell, television commercial director Paul Groves (Peter Fonda), whose wife Sally (Susan Strasberg) is divorcing him, decides to take an acid trip to improve his "insight." More than an hour of the film is devoted to the "journey." At the beginning Paul is filming an April in Paris perfume commercial as the male and female actors stand in beach water fully dressed. After shooting Paul and his drug-researcher friend John (Bruce Dern) visit the "Psychedelic Temple," the abode of drug dealer Max (Dennis Hopper). A joint is smoked among friends, after which Paul and John go upstairs to John's apartment where he will supervise Paul as he takes his LSD capsule with apple juice. Paul's trip is a kaleidoscope of psychedelic imagery: bright colors, swirls, lights, flowers, the seashore. He can feel the "life" of an orange crawl along his hand and arm. Things gradually go awry. Paul thinks he is being pursued at the shoreline by two horsemen dressed in black. He sees images of a dwarf. Then he witnesses his own death scene, complete with cremation brought about by men from the Middle Ages. While John is fetching more apple juice for Paul, the latter imagines that John was shot dead with a bullet through his temple. So Paul "escapes" his apartment and wanders the streets of LA aimlessly. He gets into mischief, like strolling into a family's house at night and talking with a young girl. When the girl's father awakens and sees them, Paul vacates quickly. At a laundromat he takes a lady's wash from a dryer and throws it on the floor. She calls the police and he leaves. At a go-go club with many dancers, we observe a wildly dancing, attractive, dark-haired lady practically naked except for a bikini bottom and full body paint. The police soon show up and notice Paul, but he quickly leaves and makes it back to Max's place. Paul soon departs and meets up with brown-eyed blonde Glenn (Salli Sachse). With her he experiences drug-fueled sexual intercourse, after which he says he will solve his problems tomorrow. Arf! This independent production (American International) was produced by Roger Corman (You know his films: "Premature Burial," "Dementia 13," "The Wild Angels," "The Student Nurses," etc.). "The Trip" is a fossil, representative of a bygone era. The psychedelic music is par for the period, and the lead actors were already well-known. Fonda and Dern had appeared in "The Wild Angels" (1966). Strasberg had the lead role in the Italian production about a WW II concentration camp, "Kapo" (1960). Her role in "Psych-Out" in 1968 with Jack Nicholson was much larger than her appearance in "The Trip." Bruce Dern also appeared in "Psych-Out." Max's blonde girlfriend LuLu is played by Katherine Walsh. In 1970 she was found dead in her Kensington, England flat. She was just 23 years old. The editing of "The Trip" is incredibly rapid-fire all the way, and there is no plot (thin, thin, thin) except for the supposed effects of acid. Considered imaginative by some, the film nevertheless runs too long. It is not really entertaining, but just a trip … and a bum one at that. You can check it out as a relic, but don't blink!

MartinHafer The summary is a line taken from this film and it pretty much sums up the film to me. This is a bizarre low-budget film from Roger Corman--bizarre because it seems designed as a film to encourage the audience to try LSD. To get it right, Corman and several of his stars (Dennis Hopper, Jack Nicholson and Peter Fonda) took acid to see what it would be like and to help with realism. Ironically, Bruce Dern's character was a mystical guru (like Timothy Leary) who advocated the drug the strongest, yet he was the only star in the film who didn't use the drug.Peter Fonda, along with Dern's assistance, takes LSD for the first time. We are treated to a very, very long series of images--as if we are seeing through Fonda's eyes. Some are "good trips"--full of sex and placid images. Some are "bad trips"--full of horrors. Unfortunately, it all goes a bit wrong when Fonda accidentally wanders off and Dern has to find him.Looking back at this film now, people who think drugs are stupid can't help but be bored as well as horrified by the film. Boring because the acid trip just seems silly and the whole film seems like a waste of time. It's a rather boring film despite the drugs, occasional nudity and loudness of the imagery. It's a bad film, but not in a funny way. You are also horrified because you can't believe that the film makers were so irresponsible to encourage drug use. I guess you just had to be there to understand the context for this film.