Occasionally I see a movie SO BAD that it’s entertaining and I add it to my Bad Movie Festival. The latest is An American Hippie in Israel from 1972, which is jaw-droppingly bad and unintentionally hilarious. An American Hippie in Israel has it all – a dreadful screenplay, poor acting and shoddy production values. Fortunately, Grindhouse Releasing rescued An American Hippie in Israel in 2013 so we can add it to the canon of cult classics.
After “bumming around Europe” an American hippie named Mike (Asher Tzarfati) decides to visit Israel. He walks out of the airport and hitches a ride with a young Israeli woman Elizabeth (Lilli Avidan) who has a large convertible. She also has a pad with shag carpet, on which they have sex. The sex happens when he utters the diatribe, “You fools, stop pushing buttons! You fools…fools…fools..” and she jumps him mid-harangue. I predict that, as more people see An American Hippie in Israel, the “fools” monologue will become as popular as the “She’s tearing me apart!” from The Room and “O my God!” from Troll 2. (Part of the “fools speech” can be found at 2:47 of the trailer below.)
Mike and Elizabeth head out across Israel in the convertible and find local Israeli hippies with whom to smoke pot and dance awkwardly. Two more hippies join them on a road trip, the impressively homely Komo (Schmuel Wolf) and comely Françoise (Tsilla Karny). The last half of the movie is set on a rocky “island”, where the two couples, clad in swimsuits or less, camp out, have more sex and go survivalist. Alas, then they get all “Lord of Flies” and it doesn’t end well.
There’s a fair amount of nudity in An American Hippie in Israel, and its cast is noteworthy for the most severe tan lines in cinema history.
The oddities include:
- an opening credits sequence with a road roller that is mashing down the soil, for some never explained reason;
- two murderous guys in black suits and top hats who have been following Mike around the world and pop up randomly; and
- some floating objects that are supposed to pass for giant sharks.
But the perhaps An American Hippie in Israel’s moviemaking low-light is a dream sequence that is ACTED (not FILMED) in slo mo. In the dream, Mike is wielding an over-sized hammer to smash two giant computers (the early kind of mainframes with reels of tape) worn by human figures; the audience can tell that Tzarfati is running and swinging the hammer VERY slowly to ape the effects of slow motion photography.
Unsurprisingly, it was the only film credit for director and co-writer Amos Sefer. I saw American Hippie in Israel on Turner Classic Movies, but it is also available streaming from Amazon and Xbox Video. You can purchase the DVD and Blu-ray from Grindhouse Releasing.