Bobby Deerfield is a big, slick melodrama that knows exactly what it wants to accomplish and does so with great craft.

A brilliantly unusual love story, told in a European fashion which makes the Sydney Pollack film at first irritating, then intriguing, finally most rewarding and emotionally satisfying.

Pacino is at his best: precise, internal, magnetically cute, and expert at capturing the fear in this man's turtle-like existence and his longing for change.

This forgettable mess will remain one of Pacino's most unknown pictures.