Klute

Klute has two things in its favor Gordon Willis's great cinematography and Alan J. Pakula's atmospheric direction. The problem with the film is its noir plot line never becomes terribly interesting, and when the killer was revealed you kind of forget that there was even suppose to be a killer. It tries for more with its central character but there is only so much you can do with an absolutely wooden Donald Sutherland, who I usually rather like. There is something there with Fonda's character and the examination of her life as a prostitute but even that is largely ignored in order to focus on that plot which is frankly a bore.
2.5/5