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Competition becomes grimly fierce between a young drifter, just returned home to his parents' Key West manor and wanting to get into the fishing guide business for tourists, and the established middle-aged guide and his partner who believe they rule the local waters. Atmospheric and seasoned to a fault, writer Thomas McGuane's character-oriented drama, which he adapted from his own novel and directed, overdoses on Florida's marinas and verandas, conch houses and local bars, salty denizens and tin-roof shacks. The accent should be on the eccentrics dotting McGuane's scenario (and the colorful group of actors in the cast), but the milieu overwhelms the proceedings to the point where the mini-war between Peter Fonda and Warren Oates seems irrelevant. There's still a great deal of colorful talk to listen to, but the plot as such doesn't build any momentum. ** from ****

Thomas McGuane had a little Hollywood vogue in the mid-1970s, with this movie and "Rancho Deluxe" the same year, then big-budget "Missouri Breaks" the next. The latter film was famously a victim of Marlon Brando's disinterest in following the script, which of course made the writer unhappy. All of these movies were commercial disappointments, so the vogue came to a fast end.

Today "Breaks" has its defenders (though I think it's still a very mixed bag), "Rancho Deluxe" looks like an underrated minor classic of the period, and "92 in the Shade" (which shares some of the same cast as "Rancho") remains a misfire you keep hoping will be better than it is. The typically blank, low-energy Peter Fonda aside, it's got a theoretically fine cast. But the movie just never quite works in translating McGuane's distinctive literary sensibility to the screen--and that is because McGuane as film director (for the first/last time) has no idea how to stage scenes or pace the whole. There's no variation in tone, no overall suspense or tension, which is unfortunate because the very heart of his writing is its loopy mixture of wacky humor and narrative intrigue. None of that comes across here, despite characters and incidents that ought to work.

The film just pokes along neutrally from one sequence to another, getting no particular flavor from the Florida coastal setting, generating no sense of peril even though it ends in violence (and both Warren Oates and Burgess Meredith in unusually negative, unsympathetic roles). The characters are superficially colorful but fail to come alive; Elizabeth Ashley's wife (to Harry Dean Stanton, much better used in "Rancho," which she was also in) never transcends caricature, and Margot Kidder's girlfriend is just The Girl. These are actors with so much personality, it's amazing that the film manages to make them uninteresting. It's not a terrible film, but McGuane's inexperience means the dominating tone isn't his eccentric authorial one, it's the default competence of his crew, who pretty obviously made most of the technical decisions themselves for lack of much directorial guidance.

Anyway, watching this in close proximity with "Rancho Deluxe" and "The Missouri Breaks" (both of which I'd originally seen in the 70s) underlined that "Rancho" remains the one movie that did Thomas McGuane justice. (Admittedly, I haven't seen "Tom Horn"--but I have seen "The Sporting Club," unfortunately, and that's as much a misfire as "92," although in a much more bombastic, self-important way.)

'92 in the Shade' is only directorial effort for author and screenwriter Thomas McGuane, and that might not come as big surprise. McGuane is undoubtedly talented writer, but not much of movie director. Cinematography is beautiful and acting jobs are excellent in most part (perhaps not Peter Fonda, but he has put out much worse performances). Warren Oates is magnificent again as likable anti-hero. Two leads are supported by strong cast of character actors. Slow burning film where characters and dialogues between them are much more interesting than the overall story. This small film is definitely worth to look up.

I was a bit disappointed, because 92 in the Shade was my favorite book of that period. I even lifted it from the library in Arizona. I found it later under the seat of my pickup when I was living down on the Gulf of Mexico.

I would differ with the other reviewer, in that I don't find a comparison between this film and Fonda's other Florida picture, "Ulee's Gold." That movie was simply the best performance Peter Fonda ever gave. In "92 in the Shade," we still come away thinking Fonda's mind was elsewhere while he was acting - and 'elsewhere' was far more interesting to him.

If you are into bell bottoms, hipsters, and quirky characters, this is your movie. Peter Fonda as usual, sleepwalks through the scenery. Warren Oates is his off kilter self, and Harry Dean Stanton is along for the ride. The supporting cast is uniformly eccentric. Unfortunately the story plays like an instructional fishing film. There are more than a few tedious moments. If you have the patience to listen carefully, some of the dialog is amusing, but not enough to sustain momentum. Ultimately, the film must be regarded as nothing more than a curiosity, with absolutely no surprises from the plot, and a very predictable ending - MERK