Film

Popeye

Name: Popeye
Genre: Action, Adventure, Comedy, Family
Released: 1980
Cast: Robin Williams, Shelley Duvall, Ray Walston, Paul Dooley, Paul L. Smith

Slapstick
Light-hearted

Robert Altman's 1980 Popeye is a live-action cartoon directed by a master of controlled chaos. Robin Williams as Popeye is all mumbles and grace, while Shelley Duvall's Olive Oyl seems beamed in from another dimension. It's visually distinctive, narratively loose, and utterly weird—a film that trusts you to enjoy strangeness without explaining it. Not for everyone. Perfect for those who do.

TMDb rating

2.8

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