A lovely link between us and them.
Lord Love A Duck (1966) is a virtually impenetrable satire, according to sources, of California teen culture of the late 1950s and early 1960s. As such, it is a quintessential example of a dated story, a story that depends, to the Nth degree, on the particulars and sensibilities of its era and location; for those of us with no connection to that cultural milieu, it becomes a near-random collection of decisions by characters who bear just enough resemblance to the people of today to leave us reckoning them mad.
Or actors.
And, by the way, Mollymauk.
