Every Which Way but Loose

I suppose that, in its prime, this might have been considered a "good" movie. Problem is, I didn't see it "in its prime" and by today's standards, it just wasn't all that entertaining. I guess I expected more out of Clyde and the rest of the movie but this just had zero personality to it. [spoiler] We find out that Sondra Locke (never could figure out what Clint saw in her; she's as plain as a mud fence and built like Olive Oyl in the Popeye cartoons) is nothing more than a horny gold-digger who's been playing Philo all along but once that much is determined, we don't see anything more. [/spoiler] It took 2 hours for you tell **that** story?!!! Seriously. There was just very little that I found entertaining about this one, even though it's considered (I guess) a "classic". After this one, I'm not going to waste any time on the sequel; it can't be any better. Eastwood is much much better as a rogue cop who can take out the trash but here, even the famed Clint Eastwood has almost no personality. But that matches the rest of this film.