I keep seeing ads on TV for Clint Eastwood’s new movie “The Mule.” I’m not going to see it, matter of fact I’m not sure I’ve ever seen a movie he’s directed and definitely none of his latest movies; mostly because they’re kind of the same: a grizzled old man finds himself in a situation that probably won’t end well for him.
So I won’t see it, but the ads remind me of an old movie of his that I watched Friday night for the first time since I was a kid. It was a loose, jangly 1970s blockbuster comedy featuring him, a biker gang, a love interest who I can only assume is a prostitute, and an orangutan.