A sorely neglected 70s thriller from Alan J. Pakula; some great atmospheric lighting and cinematography combined with some terrific naturalistic acting from Fonda and Sutherland really make this film. Some genuinely creepy moments are helped by the strange discordant score of piano and voices. Memorable.

A 70's film in more ways than one. An urban film showing the effects of living in a place that takes something away from people's souls - except one.
The director doesn't judge people - they are merely shown to the viewer. This is in the 'don't make them like this any more' category.

I'm totally fucking floored by Jane Fonda in this.