One Paragraph Movie Review: Klute

Two hundred and ninety-second film: Klute, a 1971 gritty thriller starring Jane Fonda at her incredible, can’t-believe-that’s-a-person-acting best, with the greatest shag haircut ever seen on or off screen. Fonda’s Bree, an endearingly emotionally stunted sex worker, is being stalked by a suspect who is also likely to have killed private detective Donald Sutherland (Klute)’s best mate Tom. While the real crime is that I don’t own any of Jane Fonda’s outfits, the crime part of this movie is secondary to the exploration of the messed-up-but-still-engaging characters and the extremely seventies-ish approach to sexuality and kink, causing me to google what a ‘button freak’ is. Also don’t stalk people, it’s bad. Unlike the movie, which is good. Three and three-quarter briefly-worn sequinned dresses out of five.