This was a good film. I was expecting predictable cop drama, and it was a lot more original than that. The famous Clint line (do you feel lucky etc) is cleverer than you realise, in retrospect; the psycho murderer is surprisingly convincing despite that we now know that nobody actually just screams at people and murders them in grizzly ways just because they are A Psycho ie. for no apparent reason (or do they?); the camera shots are often very beautiful, and the whole film is horribly bleak and depressing in that way only 70s films are horribly bleak and depressing (I don’t know what way, only that they are. Usually it involves a lot of dingy brown and ugly urbanity. San Francisco, for instance, is a place I’d always assumed must be pretty [mostly from the opening credits of “Full House”, admittedly] however according to “Dirty Harry” it looks more like a big prisoner of war camp). My only problem with this film is Clint’s hair. It is too long. Also why does he wear that sweater under his jacket making it all high and bunchy? Perhaps these touches of bad style are designed make you feel more sorry for his plight. Or just to emphasise the uber-cool moment where he is standing on the hill by the road side in a smart suit and dark glasses in the sun.