A classic case of 'there's no way this kind of film would get made these days'. It's basically Clint being a version of himself, travelling around in a pick-up truck with an Orangutan named Clyde, having fist fights to earn a few bucks. That's it. Would've loved to have been a fly on the wall when they pitched this script to the studio.
That being said. I love Clint, therefore this is an easy watch for me. I watching it growing up too, which adds a pang of nostalgia to the mix.

1978