oui, benoƮt is a little young to appear in this column. nevertheless, he is also in possession of the two most beautiful green eyes in the history of canadian cinema.
despite the singular eyebrow (or because of it... whatever you fancy), tommy lee jones is a total babe as john neville, an nypd detecive who moonlights as a psychopathic serial killer. targeting supermodels and the titular photographer (faye dunaway) who has visions of each murder before it occurs, neville is motivated to kill because of a blinding hatred towards those that glorify violence in fashion magazines. yeah, i don't get it either.
as a floppy-haired bon vivant who romances both glenda jackson and peter finch, bob elkin is the quintessential 'fine english dandy'. mighty mighty 'fine'.
coming off of a slew of memorable supporting roles, including one flew over the cuckoo's nest (a lunatic in a strait jacket) and eyes of laura mars (a lunatic in a leather jacket), dourif was a perfect choice for the lunatic preacher hazel motes: a preacher who doesn't believe in jesus... and ends up blinding himself. no really, it was a good movie. (and that hat!)