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The story-telling is good with flashbacks.The film is both funny and heartbreaking. You smile in a scene and get a soulcrushing revelation in the next.

A competent, routine late 60s' Hollywood sex comedy based very loosely on Ben Hecht's memoirs of his youth as a newpaper reporter. Young Ben (Beau Bridges), a horny and painfully naive small town boy, comes to the wicked city of Chicago and gets a job as a cub reporter. There he learns the rudiments of the newspaper business and, not incidentally, finds true love and gets relieved of his virginity. The girl (Margot Kidder), is a teenaged prostitute with the proverbial heart of gold who helps Ben break a big political corruption story by stealing the notebook listing the bribes from the coat pocket of a sleeping John. They live happily ever after.It's memorable only for one line. The ferocious city editor (Brian Keith) assigns the kid to go out and find a picture of an accused "sex maniac." As Ben is on his way out through the city room, the editor calls out, "Boy, do you even know what a sex maniac does?" Ben, who has no clue, stammers and blushes. The editor bellows, "A good sex maniac -- SELLS NEWSPAPERS!" True then; true now.

The first 15 minutes or so are wonderful, a rose-colored reminiscence of small-town America at the turn of the last century that suggests "Ah, Wilderness!" Then the Ben Hecht prototype, played by Beau Bridges with such innocence as to border on retardation, lights out for Chicago, and the narrative loses traction. It's quite a gorgeous, expensive production, and Melina Mercouri helps out as the madam who takes him under her wing (this was right toward the end of the movie era when prostitutes and bordellos were considered automatically titillating and hilarious, hence neither Mercouri nor any of her girls are fleshed out as characters). The always-good Brian Keith is Ben's alcoholic newspaper mentor, and other good actors mill about (Hume Cronyn, George Kennedy), but it's all color and very little forward thrust. Chicago 1910 had to be more interesting than this, and there must be more compelling stories to tell about it.

It is a colorful movie, full of wonderful characters. This movie shows the life of a young boy, named Ben Harvey -maybe young Ben Hecht-who tries to succeed as a reporter in Chicago. It features in the cast the beautiful and mercurial Melina Mercouri, who as Madame Lily-owner of a brothel- 'adopts' Ben when he runs to Chicago to prove himself. Melina Mercouri provides the film with one stellar performance, but you can not stop the thought that she is restrained in some scenes, especially in the beginning with an unflattering piece of hair. She even sings a song of Henry Mancini that as far as I know has never been recorded. (Mercouri although never a professional singer, had a wonderful voice that helped here to record some classic songs like 'Never on Sunday'. Keith and Kennedy are good in their but easily forgotten. Bridges provides some somewhat stupid expressions, but his part is never developed, as N.Jewison never gave him directions.

Ben Hecht wrote a book detailing his experiences as a reporter in Chicago during the early part of the century. It is more entertaining than this mix mash of a movie that jumps all over the place. The film has its moments. However, there are too few of them to see. The colorful characters that Hecht crossed paths with are watered down in this movie.