Jack Caulfield’s review published on Letterboxd:
I first came across Electra Glide In Blue when I was at college. On Fridays I used to have the first two periods free, and for a film junkie like myself, that meant watching whatever I'd recorded the night before on one of the more obscure movie channels. Anyway, one such Friday rolled on and I decided to watch a film I'd recorded called Electra Glide In Blue. I don't know why I did, maybe it was the title; mysterious and inviting, but I did watch James William Guercio's 1973 motorbike flick and I never forgot it. Perhaps it was the stunning cinematography by Conrad Hall (culminating in a devastating final shot), or maybe it was the idiosyncratic, charming Robert Blake in the lead. A devout humanist perched between hippies and pigs, pinkos and degenerates; not taking a side but simply doing the right thing, he gives a wonderful performance (amongst some other wonderful performances) and anchors the film in a palpable reality. Those are good reasons sure, but I think the reason this has stuck with me for so long is that it is simply unique. Sadly Guercio never made another film, leaving the world only Electra Glide In Blue as a great reminder of a talent unburdened.