Stanley Kramer was obviously trying for a message with this film, but it got lost within the intricate plot twists. Hackman is a San Quentin inmate who is busted out of prison by a secret organization. In return, he has to assassinate someone. Nothing is explained to Hackman or the
audience: Who is he supposed to kill? And why? Who knows, who cares; we know it all adds up to a conspiracy in the end--not your everyday conspiracy but one organized by that proverbial, unseen body of Kafkaesque persons know as "They." Hackman spends the entire film stumbling through a crazy maze
of events from San Francisco to Spain (or maybe it's Costa Rica) to southern California, al...