“BULLITT. It just started.”
I needed no further encouragement.
No one was cooler than Steve McQueen and I joined AP on the couch. We put our feet up on the settee.
We were two men in paradise.
A puff of marijuana.
Within seconds the terse movie directed by Peter Yates transported us to San Francisco of 1967. This was not the City of Love. Bullitt had to dealt with hard-nosed cops and killer crooks. He drove a muscle car and hung out with hip people, not hippies.
A young Jacqueline Bisset as Bullitt’s girlfriend.
Cathy: What will happen to us in time?”
Bullitt: Time starts now.
McQueen always cool.
There were no special effects or gun ballets.
No jerky cinematography. A clean soundtrack.
Just a stunning car chase with a “Highland Green” 1968 Ford Mustang GT 390 CID Fastback versus a “Tuxedo Black” 1968 Dodge Charger R/T 440 Magnum at speeds up to 110 on the streets of San Francisco plus a great bike laydown by the legendary motorcycle racer Bud Ekins.
BULLITT won Academy Award for Film Editing.
Last evening I sat through this film without looking at the time. I doubted young people could do the same. Maybe, but what does an old man know about the young other than what they tell him.
I was 16 in 1968.
We all wanted to be McQueen.
And lay in bed with Jacqueline Bisset.
To see the car chase go to this URL