C.C. & Company (1970)

When her car breaks down, a fashion writer (Ann-Margret) is stranded in the California desert. When approached by three members of an outlaw biker gang, two of them attempt to rape her when the third one (Joe Namath) saves her. This does not put him in favor with the gang's ruthless leader (William Smith). Written and produced by Roger Smith for his wife (Ann-Margret) and directed by Seymour Robbie. Sleazy trash! This was the kind of stuff Ann-Margret was stuck in until Mike Nichols rescued her with CARNAL KNOWLEDGE. The real "star" of the film is the legendary football quarterback Joe Namath in his first lead role (he previously had a supporting role in NORWOOD). He recites his lines as dutifully as a trained parrot but he's no actor. He has a sort of blobby charm but that's not enough to pull him through. The film is pretty ludicrous and the biker gang comprised of a bevy of overacting "thespians" is pretty laughable. I'm not sure even Roger Corman could have done much with this. With Jennifer Billingsley and Bruce Glover.