Here is another example of a film that could have ONLY been made in the '69-71' period. Things were loose, strange, in transition, crazy creative idea's abound. But here is a film I cannot for the LIFE of me understand why it has not received more attention or acclaim over the years. Not even a single comment here on he IMDB! (which is a rarity) I feel like I should write a detailed review of The Ski Bum, it deserves it. But somehow I'm in the same kind of mood Zalmon King's character was (looking exactly like a brooding young Sean Penn throughout the entire film) Charlotte Rampling does that 'ravenous kinky seductress' thing she does best, not unlike in "The Night Porter". I suspect the average simple minded movie-goer would not take an interest or understanding to this film due to it's 'stream-of-consciousness' nature. Average humans need to have cohesive plots and things explained, but they can't seem to handle sheer brilliance in it's many forms. I do not belong in this world. After seeing this film I realize that my interests, films, idea's will certainly NEVER 'fit in' to the real and practical world, so why am I here?
