Unrealistic nonsense that tries to explain the turbulent youth of the 1960s but results in an overdramatized and preposterous story. Bundy, Coughlin, and McCormack run away from their homes around the country and head for Chicago to see what that city will offer. There they discover the
usual perils of dope dealing, prostitution, and poverty that all lead to the conclusion presented long ago in THE WIZARD OF OZ: there's no place like home. There are some occasional good moments. Best of the bunch is Dreyfuss in an early appearance as a cocky little draft dodger who steals a car
whenever he feels like it. Look for an appearance by columnist Archerd.