The Killer Inside Me

Not even the offices of the excellent Burt Kennedy can save this hopelessly stodgy and psychologising story about a self-consciously good cop (Keach) who finds a traumatic childhood experience catching up on him. Kennedy none the less does ensure that the film is crammed with enough pleasing incidental detail to make it watchable. Don Stroud lopes through the part of a naive and ape-ish slob with evident enjoyment; now perhaps if he and Keach had swapped roles... The pity of it is that the script by Edward Mann and Robert Chamblee wrecks a very good novel by Jim Thompson.