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Where did the ’60s go wrong, Dad? Well, kids, there was Altamont and Charles Manson, and, of course, Candy. Adapted from the Terry Southern novel, which reimagined Voltaire’s Candide as the tale of an alluring but innocent teenager, Christian Marquand’s 1968 film has everything a late-’60s artifact requires: a Buck Henry script, the Byrds on the soundtrack, and a Beatle (Ringo) in the castnot to mention a blank Scandinavian beauty (former Miss Teen Sweden Ewa Aulin) trying to act American as she stirs the lust of Marlon Brando, Walter Matthau, Charles Aznavour, James Coburn, anddoing a wicked Dylan Thomas parodyRichard Burton. Henry was fresh from The Graduate, and Marquand had initially made a credible transition from actor to director, but Candy was a resounding (if revealing) miscalculation. To appreciate this seldom-seen curio, maybe you had to be there. Or maybe it’s funnier if you weren’t. The Mad Mad Mad Mad Movie shows at 7 p.m. at the Library of Congress’ Mary Pickford Theater, 101 Independence Ave. NW. Free. (202) 707-5677 (Mark Jenkins)