C.C. and Company

after 2 straight weeks of hell, we got permission to leave the company area. i was in basic training ft. lewis washington. mid july this was the first flick my buddies and i went and saw. being young men that night ms ann margret was lusted over. mr namath was our object of jealousy. we all had a fun time. i had forgotten much of this film as i am not too sure i have seen it since then but i did remember the large bikes looking foolish on the dirt track. thanks amazon for the memories.

"C. C. and Company" is a film that could only have existed in 1970. Coming off his victory in Super Bowl III in 1969, Namath could do pretty much anything he wanted to, and one of the things he wanted to do was act. I'm normally not much on professional athletes turned actors (although Rosey Grier starring opposite Ray Milland in "The Thing With Two Heads" is an all-time B-movie great,) Namath acquits himself adequately as the unfortunately named C. C. Ryder, the good biker in "The Heads," the rotten to the core gang he finds himself in. The film opens with Namath foraging in a supermarket and making himself a sandwich on the baby seat of a shopping cart. While he was eating the sandwich all I could think of was the recent news report I had read that discussed how that area is the most germ-laden area of a cart due to baby diaper contact.After downing the sandwich the very mod split-screen credits open up while a generic version of "C. C. Rider" blares in the background (the version by Elvis would have been really welcome at this point; so would the version by Peggy Lee for that matter...) and we quickly find that Namath is the one good guy in the gang when he comes to the aid of beautiful Ann-Margret, whose limo is stranded in the desert, saving her from the ravages of two other bikers, and getting into a feud with the leader of the pack, Moon (William Smith, who turns in a good and genuinely deranged performance) in defense of her honor.The Heads are a bunch of miscreants with names like Rabbit, Lizard, Pig, Pom Pom, and Zit-Zit, and the backstory explaining Namath's presence in the gang is less than convincing. You know they are real bad characters right off the bat because the first thing they do is enter a motocross race. Settle in, because there's lots of motocross action throughout the remainder of the film, and you will be surprised how boring that can be. Ann-Margret shows up at the race (of course) because there is a cross-promotional contract between a fashion designer and a motorcycle race promoter. (That makes perfect sense.) The simply idiotic love story that follows is only one ridiculous element of the vapid plot structure of this film, but enjoy the cheese factor (the DVD was released by Cheezy Flicks, after all.) To impress Ann-Margret, Namath enters the race and makes quite the impression by taking third place by carrying his bike across the finish line, thus cementing "C. C. and Company" in permanent first place in the lame biker movie awards.Moon becomes jealous of C. C.'s newfound fame and desire to retain some of the funds he has earned (Moon runs "The Heads" as a commune with himself as head Head and treasurer.) This split in the group leads to fisticuffs that go on for quite a while and end pretty much in a draw. C. C. leaves the group, heads over to Ann-Margret's place, picks her up and goes dancing in the official start to one of the most putrescent on-screen romances in history. The musical romance montage is particularly unbearable. Still jealous, The Heads invade Ann-Margret's house, kidnapping her for a ransom of $2,000. It's really more of a bet, because the resolution involves them breaking into a stadium at night for Moon and C. C. to race. Moon meets a hilariously over-the-top demise, while C. C. rescues Ann-Margret, and they escape in a big nighttime motorcycle chase. If you found the endless motorcycle scenes boring in daylight, just wait until you see the lack of excitement that prevails when all you can see are streams of headlights for minutes on end. It's simply interminable. The film closes with Namath and Ann-Margret outfoxing The Heads and cleverly destroying their bikes (which is a genuinely amusing, if unbelievable scene.) They decide to go on the road together, and the two ride off into a future of certain bliss.The film suffers from several technical problems that are apparent throughout, one of which is that this print is quite dark and grainy, but the most annoying of which is easily the incidental music which is omnipresent and is xylophone, slide whistle, and trumpet intensive. Don't miss the credits, which explain that the film was made largely in Tucson, but that the dancing part was filmed in the "Fabulous Flamingo Hotel" in Las Vegas. That particular credit may be a bit adjectivally-challenged in the accuracy part in the opinion of some: certainly "fabulous" would not have been a word I used to describe that particular hotel, but to each his own. Please also enjoy the "Intermission" extra, which I found wonderfully appropriate for a film of this vintage."C. C. and Company" is entertaining as a B-movie relic of the early 1970's, and although utterly implausible, predictable, and heavy-handed, it's still worth a look for lovers of camp, motorcycles, or football.

When I was 10 years old, back in 1970 we went to see this movie in the theatre, and I truly loved it. Joe Namath was my Quarterback, and because of this movie I wanted to become a biker, and here it is 51 years later and I still love this movie

In his leisure time while not hawking pantyhose and tossing footballs around, Broadway Joe Namath actually starred in a few movies. One of his most memorable in my estimation is C.C & Company (1970) in which he plays, C.C, carefree biker who just wants to ride and enjoy himself.C.C is the good guy who finds himself at odds with fellow members of his own former biker gang "The Heads" because of his attraction to the the extremely, unimaginably, sensuous, sexy, hot journalist, Ann (Ann Margaret.) During the film, C.C makes his move from biker gang member extraoirdinare to motocross competitor, it was quite a transition.I expected to dislike Joe Namath in this movie since I figured he must be a big dopey football jock who wanted to become an actor, but I didn't. It's not unheard of nowadays for guys such as Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson to launch a successful film career. For others like Brian Bosworth, life hasn't been as fortunate. Joe Namath actually wasn't too bad in this film. He was natural and likeable and that pleasantly surprised me. Did I mention that Ann Margaret was in it? And Sig Haig? You know...good ol' Captain Spaulding!The real star could be considered C.C's chopper which was a freakin' beautiful machine. I'm going to wager that at least half of you probably want to vomit when you look at his zebra bike pattern and helmet, but this is the exact shlocky kinda paint job that I love. It's simple, memorable, and it wound up being very popular in the '80s. Heck, it was even used on a popular pant line in the '90s. Big ups to Zubaz.The film starts to take a bit of a twist going from what I thought to be a silly off the wall '70s movie to a guy stepping up and rescuing his girl from the evil clutches of his former biker gang. So if you're into stuff like kidnapping, brawling, hot half naked chicks, and bike races then C.C and Company is the film for you. It must also be said that there's at least 2 or 3 pretty exciting bike races. The end of the film doesn't drag or get corny, it accomplishes it's goal. I'd say that if you aren't a fan of bikes or motorcycle culture you probably wouldn't enjoy it as much. Look out for the finale where the rivals face off in a chopper race around a school track

This is not the rated R version version and is missing about 10 minutes of footage. As can be seen from the photos, this is a bootleg of the edited for TV version. The printing on the cover and disc are not correct. Also the actual disc is a DVD-R, as it has a purple tint on the back side. I still enjoyed the film and the memories of seeing it again, as I did back in the seventies on the CBS Late Movie. But I was hoping for the original uncut version from back in the day. At this point with all of the different listed versions of this DVD, I'm not even sure this has seen a proper film transfer to disc and the transfer to tape is looking to have been the edited version. Oh well, maybe someday Avco-Embassy or Shout Factory will do an official release. But this is definitely not official, so be warned.

Der Film mag vom Inhalt her gefallen, oder auch nicht, aber viele werden sich wahrscheinlich schon alleine des grauenvollen Bildes wegen rasch abwenden: der Preis von derzeit 10 EUR ist für einen so alten Film, der in so miserabler Qualität auf DVD gepresst wurde wahrlich nicht gerechtfertigt: sogar manche ur-alte VHS-Kassette hat hier noch ein besseres, schärferes Bild als diese DVD!Daher: Hände weg, leihen Sie sich den Film aus oder sehen Sie ihn mal im free-TV an, wenn er gerade im Programm ist, aber diese DVD zahlt sich keinesfalls aus!

Wie erwartet auf VHS Niveau.Wer Rockerfilme liebt,wie The Bullfighters,Black Angels oder Die Rocker von der Boston Street ist hier gut aufgehoben.William Smith wieder als Bösewicht.Viel Action,Stunts,Sprüche und eine wunderhübsche Ann-Margret immer toll anzusehen.Einen Song im Film singt sie selbst : LOVE !Ein Muss ! Einen Stern weniger wegen der Qualität .

Der Film kostet neu um die 10 Steine und dafür kriegt man einen echt lieblosen VHS Rip und man kriegt es noch nicht einmal hin, dass der deutsche Ton Synchron zum Bild läuft.Das ding ist leider n fail und das Label sollte sich a schämen und diese Disc nicht vertreiben.Ich würde am liebsten 0 Sterne geben und mein Geld zurückverlangen :)Schwache Leistung, am besten sollte sich das Label auflösen :)

Print was terrible. Film itself is typical of the era in which it was made. Joe Namath can't act. Ann-Margret was still learning on the job. Bikers versus models say's it all. Music is the best thing about it, apart from Ann- Margret posing in various bikinis and other scanty outfits. Should imagine it's one she would like to forget.

.Moin !.toller Streifen aus den 70ern !