Myra Breckinridge may be the best movie that ever flopped at the box office. It lost more than the 1962 New York Mets who lost something like 120 games that season. I don’t believe the movie made a dime. It was too far ahead of its time. If it were made today with the right cast, it would probably be a huge success.
Raquel Welch plays Myra Breckinridge and really makes the movie worth watching all by herself. Watching her, it is very difficult to look at anyone or anything else. She is at her hottest, sexiest, cutest and funniest. She shows the world that she is much more than a hot and sexy babe. She has great wit and stage presence.
Myra is a former gay man who is now a transgender woman. She goes to Hollywood to claim what she believes to be her inheritance. Her uncle, Buck Loner (John Huston), an over-sexed horny bastard, runs an acting school that he inherited from his parents. Myra thinks that he owes her half of it.
Buck has no idea that his nephew, his sister Gertrude’s son, is now a women calling herself Myra Breckinridge. She tells her uncle to pay up or she’s going to a get a lawyer to get what she believes is hers.
To buy time, Buck gives Myra a job on the school faculty. He tries to prove that Myra never married his nephew and that he doesn’t owe her anything. He’s right that she never married his nephew. She is his nephew and she’s now a woman. She has a fake marriage license that keeps her in the game until she can get what she really wants, the five-hundred-thousand dollars that she believes her uncle owes her.
While Myra is trying to get her money, she uses her time at the school to do research on modern young straight men with the goal of dominating them, one day. This movie is hysterical. It has all sorts of funny characters including a gay man who plays the part of the queen perfectly. There’s also a very young, baby-faced, Farah Fawcett who’s actually cuter than Raquel, but not as sexy.