As
a huge fan of Stanley Kubrick’s 1980 film version of Stephen King’s 1977 novel The
Shining, which I saw at the age of fifteen and was completely terrified by,
it is a daunting task indeed to watch any other (excuse the pun) incarnation of
this fantastic story as seen through the eyes of another filmmaker without
being drawn back to Mr. Kubrick’s much-maligned interpretation that was
initially criticized but subsequently revered by some as the greatest horror
film ever made. The Shining is a film that has affected me profoundly in
ways that only a handful of other films ever have. I felt a compelling
obsession with it that was nearly impossible to verbalize. It was my second
Jack Nicholson film, and it made me a lifelong fan of his; it introduced me to
pre-existing music and its use in a contemporary film; and perhaps, most
significantly, it was my introduction into the world of Mr. King’s writings.
Having read the novel a mere two months after seeing the film for the first
time, I was completely surprised to see how much Mr. Kubrick altered the source
material. Much has been written about his decision to jettison nearly all but
the bare bones plot of a former alcoholic schoolteacher-turned-writer taking on
the position of the caretaker of a Colorado hotel during the winter months with
his wife and young son. The film’s most vocal critic is perhaps the author
himself who, while acknowledging Mr. Kubrick’s genius as a film director, has
never held back his disdain for The Shining for which he wrote a
screenplay that was subsequently rejected by the director in favor of his own
collaboration with novelist Diane Johnson. Mr. King’s disappointment in the
film made him vow to make his own version one day, and The Shining, as
presented in a three-part mini-series on ABC in April and May of 1997 and
directed by Mick Garris, is the result.
Jack
Torrance (Stephen Webber) is a recovering alcoholic who has been fired for beating
up a student following the latter cutting the former’s car tire after an
argument. To say that Jack is skating on thin ice would be an understatement,
even after many AA meetings. His marriage is on the rocks with his wife Wendy
(Rebecca De Mornay) following him breaking their son Danny’s (Courtland Mead)
arm after a drinking bout. All he really wants is quiet time to write his play.
Taking care of the remotely located Overlook Hotel during the brutal winter
months is his opportunity to do just that. Stuart Ullman (Elliott Gould), the stern
and surly hotel manager, has been apprised of Jack’s past and is not too
pleased to have to offer him the job as a favor. Dick Halloran (Melvin Van
Peebles), the Overlook’s head chef, gives Wendy and Danny a tour of the
kitchen, and discovers that he shares
the gift of the Shining with Danny, a force described as a “psychic ability to
see visions of the past, present, and future, as well as communicate
telepathically with others who possess similar abilities.”
Once
on their own following the hotel’s seasonal shutdown, the Torrances spend time
acclimating themselves to the quiet solitude of the hotel and their quarters. It
does not take long for them, however, to realize that strange things are going
on in their midst. Unfortunately for Jack, there are evil forces at work that
threaten to unravel the very fabric of his family unit as well as his sanity. Evidence
of past horrors that occurred within the hotel begin to emerge in the form of an
undead and decaying woman in room 217, an anthropomorphized topiary, a hornet’s
nest of not-quite-dead wasps, and a scrapbook of news articles providing
evidence of the hotel’s sordid history. Wendy’s attempts to seduce her husband
into a night of lovemaking while dressed seductively are spurned multiple times
by a distracted Jack who is thinking of incorporating elements of the Overlook
into his play while also dealing with the demons of his alcoholism. In the
midst of this is their seven-year-old son Danny who plays referee between them while
trying to make sense of all that conspires to destroy his family. It isn’t long
before the ghosts of the Overlook’s past begin to show up in their evening
gowns and Jack loses his grip on reality, attempting to destroy his family
while Danny telepathically summons Mr. Halloran who comes to their rescue.
At
four-and-a-half hours, this version of The Shining is highly faithful to
Mr. King’s story and, except for the genuinely frightening woman in Room 217,
there is little in the way of tension and scares. Steven Webber does an
admirable job of portraying a man modeled after Mr. King himself who is trying
to go sober and keep his temper in check. Rebecca De Mornay, who was just
twenty years-old when she was cast in late 1980 as an understudy in Francis
Ford Coppola’s extravagant One from the Heart (1982) and found overnight
fame as Lana in Paul Brickman’s highly successful Risky Business (1983)
opposite Tom Cruise, plays Wendy much closer to Mr. King’s original vision in
his novel. She is a strong-willed mother fiercely protective of her young
charge against the adversity unfurling within the family unit. The film is
ultimately undone by the not-ready-for-prime-time computer-generated imagery
effects (CGI) that come off as silly and unfinished.
It
is impossible to avoid comparisons between this and Mr. Kubrick’s film, the
scariest film I have ever seen and which has only become more revered,
iconoclastic, studied and analyzed in the years since its original release, so
I will tread lightly. There are many areas that make Mr. Kubrick’s version,
which was faked on backlots and massive sets at Elstree Studios in England, a
standout. In his film, the Overlook, as represented by Oregon’s Timberline
Lodge, became a character of its own. The Torrance’s, as played by Jack
Nicholson, Shelly Duvall, and Danny Lloyd, felt as though they were really and
truly snowbound and had absolutely no recourse from the outside world. The same
cannot be said for the hotel in this version which, ironically, is the very
hotel that inspired the story: the Stanley Hotel in Estes Park, Colorado.
The
one area that neither film version touches upon that is a big fear of Danny’s
in the novel of the notion his parents will divorce, which is further
italicized to emphasize innate fear. The other words that do make their
way into both films are, of course, REDRUM and MURDER.
The
miniseries is now available on a double disc Blu-ray from Scream! Factory. Blu-ray
Disc One contains Parts One and Two, and Blu-ray Disc Two contains Part Three
and additional scenes that were cut from the film. The film begins with a
disclaimer: “To provide the most complete version of the film, a few scenes
have been upgraded from the best available, non-Interpositive source.” This
verbiage will go over the heads of the uninitiated, and as such it merely
states that the folks at Scream! Factory did their best to locate the best
available film elements for this high-resolution transfer. I must admit that
even to my trained eyes, I had difficulty differentiating between the best film
elements and whatever less-than-stellar footage was used in the transfer, which
is excellent. There is a highly enjoyable audio commentary by author Stephen
King, director Mick Garris, actor Steven Weber, actress Cynthia Garris, visual effects
supervisor Boyd Shermis, makeup supervisor Bill Curso, and cinematographer
Shelly Johnson that is worth the price of the movie alone. They give great
insight into how the film came to be, especially author King who discusses
staying at the Stanley Hotel in October 1974 with his wife. He explains that,
had the concierge not asked the Kings if they could pay cash to stay overnight,
the book would never have come to be. Talk about a fortuitous exchange. He also
talks about his own experiences and struggles with alcoholism and his relation
to Jack Torrance.
Director
Garris discusses how his version is not intended as a remake of Stanley
Kubrick’s film (which would have been a fool’s errand) but instead a filmed
representation of author Mr. King’s novel, and discusses the challenges of
making a film of a beloved book and working with a child actor, made easier
thanks to Dawn Jeffory-Nelson, an acting teacher. She appears as an unwitting
victim in David Schmoeller’s ultra-creepy Tourist Trap (1979), and worked
extensively with young actor Mead. Steven Weber provides his insights into
working with Ms. De Mornay and how the most difficult scene they did consisted
of nine pages of dialog and had to be in the can in one day.
The
film was originally released on DVD in 2003 and the commentary and additional
eleven scenes that run a total of sixteen-minutes appear to have been ported
over from that release. The image quality of this new double-disc Blu-ray,
however, easily bests that DVD so if you are a fan of this film this is a
worthy upgrade.
So… a novel by Émile Zola published in 1890 has been made into a movie no less than five times. La Bête humaine(“The Human Beast” or “The Beast Within”) is a gritty psychological crime thriller centered in the world of railway yards and train engineer life, and nearly every character, including the protagonist, Jacques Lantier, is someone with a dark soul. It wasnoir before that term was used to describe art.
A film adaptation was first made in Germany in 1920 by Ludwig Wolff. A more celebrated remake by Jean Renoir and starring the great Jean Gabin as Lantier was released in 1938. The Hollywood version, retitled Human Desire andreviewed here, was made in 1954 by Fritz Lang, the brilliant filmmaker who had fled Nazi Germany in the 30s and resumed what was already a stellar career in Tinsel Town. Two more pictures, a 1957 Argentinian version and a more well known British television reworking in 1995 entitled Cruel Train(directed by Malcolm McKay), also revisited the well-worn tale.
While Renoir’s 1938 rendition of La Bête humaineis generally considered the definitive depiction of Zola’s novel, Lang’s Human Desire is an excellent example of the kind of rough-and-ready films noir that Hollywood had been churning out through the 1940s and 50s. Lang himself had already made several that fit within the trend and style of these often cheap, always black and white, mostly cynical thrillers—Ministry of Fear (1944), The Woman in the Window (1944), Scarlet Street (1945), Secret Beyond the Door (1947), and The Big Heat (1953), among others. The hallmarks of film noir are there—cinematography patterned after German expressionism, contrasting light and dark, shadows, nighttime, smoking, drinking, violence, and, most assuredly, a femme fatale.
This time the Lantier character, now called Jeff Warren (Glenn Ford), is a much nicer fellow. The violence and rage that existed in earlier versions of the protagonist are not here.He’s a train engineer, recently discharged from the Korean War and back at his old job in the railway yards somewhere not unlike Pennsylvania. He’srather sweet on the daughter of a colleague, a “good” girl andperhaps the only innocent and squeaky clean character in the story. Carl Buckley (Broderick Crawford) also works for the railroad, but he’s a mean drunk and is fired. He has a younger wife, Vicki (Gloria Grahame), who has a questionable past. Carl gets Vicki to visit a wealthy railway customer, Owens (Grandon Rhodes), to try and get him to influence the railway boss to rehire her husband. Carl doesn’t realize Vicki has some history with Owens. Carl gets his job back, but now he’s terribly jealous. He forces Vicki to help him murder Owens during a train ride. They don’t count on Jeff also being on the train and unwittingly becoming involved in the scheme. Jeff falls for Vicki and begins an affair with her, even though he knows she’s likely “no good.” And then Vicki has plans of her own for Jeff to do something about Carl. She believes that if Jeff had killed in the war, then he could do it again. But that, as he says, is “a different kind of killing.”
Yes, it’s quite a typical adultery-murder plot that floats around films noir. We can predict the events of the story before they occur, but we don’t care. Why? Because Fritz Lang’s direction is tight, interesting, full of striking imagery, and straddles the right balance between campy and heightened melodrama. The performances, especially by Grahame, are quite good. The only problem is an ending that might be considered unresolved.
Kino Lorber Studio Classics’ new Blu-ray release of Human Desire is top-notch with a gorgeous restoration that accents the cinematography by Burnett Guffey (who had won an Academy Award for From Here to Eternity and would win another for Bonnie and Clyde). The only supplements on the disk are a nine minute video discussion about the film by, curiously, actress Emily Mortimer, the theatrical trailer, and trailers for other Kino Lorber releases.
Human Desire is for fans of film noir, Fritz Lang, and the trio of stars—Ford, Grahame, and Crawford. Oh, and if you happen to like trains, there are a lot of those in the movie, too!
Oscar-nominated director Norman Jewison has passed away at age 97. Born in Canada, he served in the Canadian navy in WWII. He made his mark in Hollywood in the mid-1960s. His first directorial effort, the romantic comedy "40 Pounds of Trouble" starring Tony Curtis was a hit. This led to him directing Doris Day and James Garner in "The Thrill of It All", one of the most popular movies of 1963. More hit comedies followed including "Send Me No Flowers" with Doris Day and Rock Hudson and the all-star production of "The Art of Love". Jewison got his first opportunity to direct a drama when the mercurially-tempered Sam Peckinpah was fired from "The Cincinnati Kid" starring Steve McQueen in 1965. Jewison stepped in to replace him, earning critical praise. A string of very popular and diverse films followed including the classic Cold War comedy "The Russians are Coming. The Russians are Coming", the racially-tinged crime drama "In the Heat of the Night" which won the Best Picture Oscar and the classic crime caper "The Thomas Crown Affair". Jewison was hoping to cast Sean Connery in the lead role but was persuaded by Steve McQueen to give him the part because McQueen very much wanted to prove he could play a sophisticated rogue. The film was a major hit and spawned a popular 1999 remake starring Pierce Brosnan.
Jewison's diversity as a filmmaker was illustrated by his direction of the high profile 1971 musical "Fiddler on the Roof", based on the Broadway stage production. Jewison was amused when, upon being hired, he confessed to the United Artists brass that he not Jewish, despite his surname. The irony of him directing the ultimate Jewish musical was not lost on the executives who were Jewish. They believed Jewison could be entrusted with the film and it proved to be a major hit in an era in which many other big-budget musicals had flopped. Jewison was nominated for the Best Director Oscar and would be nominated again for the 1987 smash hit comedy "Moonstruck" starring Cher, who did win an Oscar for the film. Not all of Jewison's films were successful critically and at the boxoffice. Among those that didn't meet expectations were "F.I.S.T." and the screen adaptation of "Jesus Christ, Superstar". His futuristic thriller "Rollerball" under-performed in 1975 but has developed a loyal following in the ensuing years. The political satire "And Justice for All" was well-received as was the film adaptation of the play "A Soldier's Story" but most of his other films were not especially successful critically or commercially, although his 1999 production of "The Hurricane" saw Denzel Washington nab a Best Actor nomination in the true life story of former boxer "Hurricane" Carter, who waged a long campaign to prove that he was unjustly jailed for murder. Jewison's film was a lightning rod for controversy. Carter's supporters welcomed the sympathetic portrayal of him as a victim of a racist justice system. Others accused Jewison of being naive and ignoring considerable evidence that Carter was guilty. Either way, Jewison proved he could still stir things up on the big screen. His last big screen feature film was the little-seen "The Statement" starring Michael Caine.
Norman Jewison was a consummate professional who was respected by his peers and appreciated by movie fans worldwide. He was an early contributor to Cinema Retro and we join film lovers around the globe in mourning his passing. For more, click here.
I much prefer writing about obscure or little-known items of celluloid than attempt to tackle a bona fide film classic as The Quatermass Xperiment. The best chroniclers and historians of science-fiction and horror film history have proven to be a distinguished, thoroughly immersive, and informed band of researchers, commentators and authors. Which, sadly, leaves also-rans such as myself little insight to add to what discourse exists already. But in the rare event that someone who reads Cinema Retro is unfamiliar with Val Guest’s classic of British sci-fi, I’ll press on and attempt at a simple synopsis of The Quatermass Xperiment:
The nose end of an intact rocket ship crash lands in an open misty field deep in the English countryside. Within minutes, police, fire vehicles, ambulances and curious locals gather to view the wreckage. Among those taking command at the scene is the irascible and cocksure Professor Quatermass, barking orders that override even those of the assemblage of police and military officials. Quatermass, we soon learn, was the primary architect of this wrecked three-crew space mission. We also learn via the protest of an upset official from the Ministry of Defence, that Quatermass’s interstellar space voyage was unsanctioned by the British government.
Only one of the three astronauts originally launched, Victor Carroon, has seemingly survived this orbital freefall. Truth be told, it’s hard for scientists to determine conclusively. Two of the astronaut’s spacesuits are still aboard the craft, but now curiously empty of their occupants. Carroon is unable to explain what went on prior to the spacecraft’s unceremonious crash to earth. Carroon has returned in a near-catatonic state. He’s unable to speak… save for a desperate, mumbled plea asking his rescuers to “Help Me.” Unfortunately for all involved, they are mostly unable to.
To make matters more peculiar, upon close examination it becomes unclear to his caregivers if Carroon actually is Carroon. The fingerprints taken upon his return do not match that of the pre-flight astronaut. One doctor suggests the prints examined are not “even human” in form. It’s determined that whomever this “shell of a man” is, he’s being slowly transformed into something decidedly non-human.
As one might expect, this faux-Carroon manages to escape from his hospital quarantine. He roams the streets and riverbanks of London and surrounding areas, searching for food and scaring locals in the process. Quatermass, the police, and the military are in pursuit, helpfully assisted by Carroon’s continual shedding of human-form to something more gelatinous. As the ill-fated astronaut continues to devolve, he conveniently leaves behind a luminous path of radioactive waste in his wake for his pursuers to follow in trail. The film climaxes with a climactic showdown between earthlings and alien in the hallowed chamber of Winchester Cathedral.
The Hollywood Reporter was among the first of the trade papers in the U.S. to confirm that production of The Quatermass Xperiment was to commence in October of 1954. (Technically speaking, the earliest reports first offered details under the film’s working title of Shock!) It was announced that Val Guest would direct the extravaganza, a film soon to be trumpeted as “The Most Fantastic Story Ever Told!” Hammer Films’ Michael Carreras and Anthony Hinds would produce, with the picture’s U.K. distribution to be handled by London’s Exclusive Films. The screenplay of Shock! – based on the characters created by writer Nigel Keane for the Quatermass BBC television series of 1953 - was reported as a collaboration of veteran screenwriter Richard Landau and Guest.
Bringing Quatermass to the big screen seemed a sure bet. The earlier BBC series had proven wildly popular, millions of UK viewers tuning into their parlor sets to watch the extra-terrestrial exploits of the Professor. In a 1973 interview with Chris Knight (later published in the June 2018 issue of Richard Klemensen’s seminal Little Shoppe of Horrors magazine) Rudolph Cartier, the producer-director of the original BBC television series gave the lion share of credit to Kneale’s brilliantly conceived scenarios.
Cartier thought Kneale’s cliffhanger scripting was the deciding factor in the success of the television series. The producer was equally impressed by Kneale’s ability to write the natural dialogue of “real people,” which exhibited an unerring “ability to play on the underlying fears of the human soul.” In that very same issue of LSOH, director John Carpenter – no slouch in creating totemic horror and sci-fi films himself – equally acknowledged Guest’s big screen version of The Quatermass Xperiment as “horrifyingly groundbreaking.” Carpenter thought the film version offered well-executed and thoughtful explorations of “the fear of the unknown.”
On one of the supplements included on this release from Kino Lorber, Carpenter on Quatermass: On Camera Interview with Legendary Director John Carpenter,” the auteur recalls catching The Quatermass Xperiment (under its U.S. release title of The Creeping Unknown) as a youngster in Kentucky. He thought the film both “profound” and mind-blowing, arriving timely on the heels of a world post-atom bomb and on the cusp of American and Soviet interest in space exploration. Carpenter was of the opinion The Quatermass Xperiment was the “first powerful gift” of Hammer Films’ fright factory.
Perhaps. But in 1955 the original creators of the television series didn’t share that rosy view. Cartier acknowledged that Kneale was particularly unhappy with Hammer’s adaptation of his work. So much so that the scenarist even cautioned Cartier “not to go” to the cinema to visit the film upon release. Kneale might have been – perhaps understandably - over-protective of his personal vision, but he was not alone in his assessment. Upon the film’s release, one London-based critic mused while the first Hammer Quatermass film certainly offered cinemagoers the “full horror comic treatment,” he thought “Some of the TV Tension” of the original BBC series was “lost in this film’s extravagant chiller gimmicks.”
Today only aged folks with long memories can say whether Kneale’s The Quatermass Experiment series was greater than Hammer’s The Quatermass Xperiment (with an “X”). Sadly, only two of the original six-episode summer of 1953 BBC broadcast are extant, so comparisons aren’t possible. Oh, but about that “Experiment” versus “Xperiment…”
Guest was aware his picture would likely be given an “X” certificate designation – no child under the age of sixteen admitted into the cinema due to alleged “explicit” content. Such branding was not unexpected given the temperature of the times. Guest had previously submitted a sample copy of the script to a censor at the British Board of Film Classification who, upon reading, advised as such. But Guest chose to press on regardless of losing an important audience demographic. “Some people thought we were mad to go ahead, but I had faith in it,” he offered to Picturegoer. One BBC feature writer suggested the prominent “X” in the film’s “Xperiment” title was purposeful, Hammer Film’s sly rebuke of the picture’s undeserved “X” classification.
Upon the film’s release, it appeared Guest’s gambit had paid off. London’s Picturegoer was particularly enthused with The Quatermass Xperiment, enthusing that a British studio had - at last - managed a production, “to make Hollywood’s Frankenstein’s and Dracula’s curl up in their crypts.” That might have been so, but Guest nonetheless cautioned the film not be preemptively tagged as a run-of-the-mill “horror” movie. Such designation brought with it expectations. “We didn’t really set out to make that kind of film, you know,” Guest corrected. “I’d prefer it if you call the film a ‘chiller.’”
Picturegoer noted there were plans to release the film in U.S. markets under its provisional title of Shock! But that re-title wouldn’t happen. In March of 1956, Variety reported that Robert Lippert of United Artists had paid a flat fee of $125,000: he believed this “thriller-type film” held “potential value” in the U.S. market. The brief item also noted the film’s U.S. domestic release title change would be The Creeping Unknown. Upon its U.S. release - and following its scoring of “fancy” box-office returns for United Artists - a Variety critic acknowledged, The Creeping Unknown (“a gelatinous octopus-like mass that absorbs all plant and animal life that it touches”) was a “competently made drama, containing sufficient suspense and frightening elements.”
The film’s success in the U.S. was not assured. As neither Nigel Kneale’s Quatermass BBC serial – nor the Professor Bernard Quatermass character – were generally on the radar of American couch-sitters, United Artists retitling The Quatermass Xperiment under the far more provocatively sinister and exploitative name of The Creeping Unknown made sense. (On a special feature included here that compares the differences between the U.K. and U.S. cuts of the film - the latter running approximately two and-a-half minutes shorter - it’s noted that a surviving continuity script titled the film in pre-release as Monster from Outer Space).
The Creeping Unknown was paired in the U.S. as the undercard of a ballyhoo “Double Horror Show! of “Two Terrific Horror Pictures!” (of which Reginald LeBorg’s The Black Sleep (1956) would top-line). The LeBorg film, while no venerable classic, was certainly the more marketable of the two – at least in the U.S. The cast of The Quatermass Xperiment were peopled with faces mostly unfamiliar to U.S. moviegoers. In contrast, The Black Sleep offered an illustrious cast of familiar and beloved genre actors: Basil Rathbone, Lon Chaney Jr., Bela Lugosi, John Carradine and Tor Johnson amongst them.
United Artists certainly wasn’t about to gamble on its investment in this British undercard. Under the title banner of The Creeping Unknown, the U.S. marketing department was tasked to play up the film’s more exploitative angles. The art department conjured up a garish one-sheet poster featuring a crashed rocket ship and gigantic demonic creature hovering above the heads of a terrified, fleeing populace. The poster’s caption read: “You Can’t Escape It! Nothing Can Destroy It! It’s Coming for You from Space to Wipe all Living Things from the Face of the Earth! Can it Be Stopped?”
It was a prudent time for United Artists to release the film in the U.S. as the 1950s “Silver Age” of cinematic science-fiction in full bloom. In 1956 alone, theater cash boxes were stuffed with receipts from such pictures as Earth vs. the Flying Saucers, Forbidden Planet, Godzilla, King of the Monsters, Invasion of the Body Snatchers, It Conquered the World, The Creature Walks Among Us, The Mole People, and World Without End – and that’s to name only a few. Interest in sci-fi would continue to blossom and explode throughout the 1950s, with 1957 and 1958 being particularly banner years for the genre.
According to the film’s U.S. pressbook, director Val Guest had helmed no fewer than seven motion pictures in a twelve-month span, The Creeping Unknown being the seventh. Guest had been, all things considered, an odd choice to be asked to direct. Guest admitted he was a mostly disinterested observer of science fiction of any sort. So he expressed surprise when producer Anthony Hinds had approached him to helm the film. Most of the films Guest had previously directed - and was best known for - were straight-on comedies. Since Guest admitted honestly to having not watched the wildly popular BBC series, Hinds pressed copies of Kneale’s original tele-scripts to help familiarize him with the material. On holiday with his wife in Tangiers, Guest – at first, reluctantly - began to read through the scripts. He would acknowledge Kneale’s storytelling left him “pinned to his deckchair.”
There was certainly interest that Hammer test the viability of The Quatermass Xperiment/The Creeping Unknown playing overseas. There was one major hurdle. Should the film employ only or primarily a British cast, the main players would be practically unknown to U.S. moviegoers. Guest noted it was mostly at the insistence of the American distributor that an actor of some marquee standing in the U.S. be given the lead role. So the producers brought in the American actor Brian Donlevy to play Professor Quatermass.
Donlevy was well known to American film audiences. The actor had worked regularly and steadily in Hollywood, more often than not in rough-and-tumble tough-guy roles: prize-fighters to cowboys to soldiers to film noir detectives. But certainly not as an egg-head scientist. (As a completely irrelevant aside – but a fun fact all the same - Donlevy would later wed the widow of Bela Lugosi). The casting of Donlevy was the only major talent concession. Most folks cast were familiar faces of past Guest productions, the director preferring to work alongside the dependable professionals of his own repertory company.
Both Carpenter and Guest suggest that Kneale was particularly unhappy with the casting of a brash, somewhat tactless Yank as Quatermass. Kneale’s Quatermass was, in Guest’s reading, “a very English, Professor-like character,” a model of British gentility. Donlevy exhibited none of these qualities, but Guest welcomed bringing the actor’s tough-guy persona to the fore – even if that meant partly re-creating the character as envisioned by the dissatisfied Kneale. Carpenter too recalled Kneale’s obvious displeasure in the Donlevy casting, but personally found the actor’s performance as suitable. Having worked with the scenarist on two projects (an ultimately unmade remake of The Creature from the Black Lagoon and on Halloween III: Season of the Witch (1982, for which the writer’s contribution was uncredited), Carpenter reminisced that Kneale - while certainly talented - was a “handful” to work with.
In any event, the film was a success. By spring of 1956, Donlevy was already back in London to work on a second Quatermass film, X the Unknown (also co-written and directed by Guest). As this follow-up would cost $140,000 to produce (a 60% increase over the more economically-budgeted The Quatermass Xperiment), Exclusive Films, the United Kingdom distributor, entered into a partnership with United Artists – the latter agreeing to put up 75% of that cost for a 50/50 box office share.
In some manner of speaking, the American had been upstaged in the first film. Donlevy’s co-star Richard Wordsworth was mostly unknown to U.S. moviegoers, the actor having only recently graduated from stage to television to film acting. Indeed, The Quatermass Xperiment would log as his first big-screen credit. His performance as the alien-infected mute Victor Carroon received good notices: quite a feat considering his character spoke nary a line of dialogue. In many respects, Wordsworth steals the show, delivering a frightening, tortured portrait of the empty-shell astronaut. Guest thought Wordsworth “brilliantly” acted the part, relying solely on the conveyance of haunted facial expressions and gentle physical movements to emote.
No one has ever clamored for a remake of director Howard Hawks' "Red River". The 1948 film is routinely considered to be one of the great American westerns, although Hawks was never completely satisfied with the end result. Between changes he made to the film and some changes imposed by the studio, the result was that film scholars are still debating which version should be considered as the final cut. However, the film's impact is indisputable. It afforded John Wayne the best role of his career up to that time and elevated up-and-coming Montgomery Clift to major stardom. I must admit that I was surprised to learn of a 1988 television remake of the film when I saw it is now streaming on ScreenPix, an optional subscription channel, which is available for a nominal monthly fee to Amazon Prime subscribers. It would take a big man to step into Duke Wayne's shoes but James Arness filled the bill. In fact, Wayne was a mentor to Arness and made several films with him before he convinced the young actor to accept CBS's offer to star as Marshall Matt Dillon in the TV series "Gunsmoke", an adaptation of the popular radio program. Arness plays Thomas Dunson, who was on a wagon train to Texas along his fiancee. Dunson and his sidekick Groot (Ray Walston in a role originally played by Walter Brennan), leave the wagon train to scout for appropriate land to settle on. While they are away, the wagon train is attacked by Indians. The begins with Dunson and Groot discovering that all of the pioneers have been killed except for a young boy, Matt Garth (Mickey Kuhn), who Dunson unofficially adopts as a son. The gesture proves to be mutually beneficial, as it helps both grief-stricken people cope with their losses. Ultimately, the headstrong Dunson finds the perfect land to claim for his own and it stretches as far as the eye can see. The film then jumps ahead a number of years. Dunson's spread, known as the Red River D, has been a major success and he is getting ready to move his enormous herd to Sedalia, Missouri to sell the steers for a considerable profit. He is heartened by the return of Matt (now played by Bruce Boxleitner), who has been away fighting with Southern forces in the Civil War. With Matt and Groot as his trusted right-hand men, Dunson assembles a major company of experienced drovers for the perilous journey that lies ahead.
As with Hawks' version of "Red River", the TV production chronicles the increased hardships the cattlemen endure and the slow breakdown in morale as food supplies become skimpy and the dangers increase from inclement weather and the threat of hostile Indians. Dunson rules the company with an iron fist and tells the men that he is financially broke, as he's put all of his money into the cattle drive. He reminds them that the only way they will get paid is if they get the herd to Sedalia, where it can be sold. Some cowhands encounter the drovers and say there is a rumor that the rail line has now reach Abilene, Kansas. If true, it will make for a lucrative market to sell the cattle in order to feed the booming population. It's also a shorter and safer journey for the drovers to make. However, Dunson will have not risk changing direction on the basis of an unfounded rumor. Ultimately, some men choose to leave the drive. However, when a couple of drovers also steal some precious food before absconding, Dunson has them hunted down and captured. Enraged, he tells them he will lynch them. When Matt can't convince him that he is going to far, a major rift occurs and Matt informs Dunson that he is taking control of the herd and gambling on taking the cattle to Abilene. Dunson refuses to go along and promises to hunt Matt down and personally kill him, despite the fact that Matt intends to turn any proceeds over to his adoptive father.
The story continues to follow events in the film, albeit in truncated fashion since the film runs 96 minutes compared to the 133 minutes of the original version. Matt and flashy gunslinger Cherry Valance (Gregory Harrison) encounter a wagon train besieged by Indians. They ultimately rescue the survivors which include Kate Millay (Laura Johnson), a Civil War widow with a young son. Both Matt and Cherry are smitten by her, which introduces an element of sexual tension as both men become antagonistic towards each other in increasingly dangerous ways. Ultimately, Matt gets the herd to Abilene and finds that the rumors were true. The town is booming and anxious to buy the herd for top dollar. Matt's joy is short-lived, however, as Dunson arrives with his personal posse of hired gunmen- and he's intent on keeping his vow to kill Matt.
There is nothing in the TV version of "Red River" that improves on Hawks's original in any meaningful way. However, it does offer some fine performances. It's interesting to see Arness, who gives a commanding performance, finally play a character whose judgment is flawed and whose actions border on the reckless. He has good chemistry with Bruce Boxleitner, possibly because the two were old friends who had co-starred in Arness's post-"Gunsmoke" TV series "How the West Was Won". Gregory Harrison has a meatier role as Cherry Valance than John Ireland did in the original version, possibly because Harrison was an executive producer on this production. He provides ample doses of both charm and reckless behavior. There are plenty of familiar Western stars who make brief appearances including Ty Hardin, Robert Horton, L.Q. Jones and Guy Madison, in his final screen appearance. The script has been updated with some new characters added, most notably Stan Shaw, very good as Jack Byrd, an ex-slave who must endure bigotry before winning the respect of the drovers with his skills. The film is crisply directed by Richard Michaels, who keeps the balance between action and personal dramas well-balanced.
I viewed the film with the expectation that it would be simply a pale imitation of the 1948 classic. However, while the original reigns supreme, I'm happy to say that if the TV version is viewed as a stand-alone production, it's actually surprisingly good.
I can find no record of this film having been released on home video aside from an early VHS version, so the Screenpix option is the best way to view it.
The late, great Rutger Hauer was an amazingly
talented actor. Named the Best Dutch Actor of the Century by the Dutch public,
the Saturn Award nominated thespian had an extremely entertaining career where
he memorably played both heroes and villains in classic films such as Nighthawks, The Hitcher, Blade Runner,
Ladyhawke, Wanted: Dead or Alive, and Buffy
the Vampire Slayer. Just to name a few. Recently, Hauer’s wonderful turn as
Nick Parker in 1990’s action-packed film Blind
Fury was released to Blu-ray.
Written by Charles Robert Carner and directed
by Phillip Noyce, Blind Fury deals
with Nick Parker (Hauer), a soldier who was blinded in Vietnam, but developed
his remaining senses and, through intense training, becoming an expert with a
samurai sword before returning to the States. When Parker’s best friend and
fellow soldier, Frank Deveraux (Terry O’Quinn), is kidnapped by ruthless
criminals, Parker decides to take Frank’s young son, Billy, (Brandon Call) to
Nevada in order to find and rescue his dad. However, the deadly thugs want
Billy so that they can use him to convince Frank to make their illegal drugs.
With the help of Frank’s girlfriend, Annie (Lisa Blount), Nick does everything
he can to protect young Billy from the homicidal hoods and save Frank before
it’s too late.
Filmed around the Midwestern United States
and released by Tri-Star Pictures in March of 1990, Blind Fury, which was produced by Daniel Grodnick and actor/director
Tim Matheson, is a highly enjoyable action adventure/martial arts film with
well-drawn characters and just the right amount of comic relief and heart.
Based on the Japanese character Zatoichi—a blind swordsman who was created by
Kan Shimozawa in 1948 and appeared in 26 films—Blind Fury is basically a loving remake of the seventeenth Zatoichi
film Zatoichi Challenged (1967).
Clocking in at a brief 86 minutes, Blind Fury moves along pretty quickly
and not only features excellent direction by Phillip Noyce, but also a
well-known, veteran cast who do a terrific job. Naturally, Rutger Hauer is
excellent in the role of Nick Parker. Trained by blind judo champion and
Paralympic silver medal winner Lynn Manning, Hauer has said that playing a
blind swordsman was one of the most difficult jobs he’s ever had to do.
Besides the super talented Call, O’Quinn and
Blount, the exciting film also features wonderful performances from Noble
Willingham, Nick Cassavetes, former pro boxer Randall “Tex” Cobb, comedian Rick
Overton, the immortal Sho Kosugi, the lovely Meg Foster, former professional
wrestler Tiger Chung Lee and former pro football player Jay Pennison.
Blind Fury has been released on
a region one, two and three Blu-ray, and is presented in its original 1.85:1
aspect ratio. The entertaining film looks excellent and sounds just as great.
Special features include a very informative audio commentary by screenwriter
Charles Robert Carner (moderated by filmmaker Douglas Hosdale)as well as the original theatrical
trailer. The Blu-ray also comes with a slipcover which contains some
fun-looking artwork of Nick Parker in action. If you’re a fan of old school
action/martial arts cinema; Rutger Hauer; samurai films or all of the above,
then definitely check this one out.
Horror films featuring either attached, murderous
hands with minds of their own or just a homicidal, disembodied hand on the
loose have been around since the early days of cinema. Classic films like The Hands of Orlac (1924), it’s 1935
remake, Mad Love, as well as The Beast with Five Fingers (1946) and Dr. Terror’s House of Horrors (1965) are
just a few that immediately come to mind.
After the phenomenal success of 1973’s The Exorcist, a plethora of demonic
possession films flooded theater screens, creating a popular cycle of movies
which consisted of, amongst other things, satanic possession and the power of
good (usually in the form of a Catholic priest) to stop it. Titles such as Beyond the Door (1974), Abby (1974) and The Omen (1976) quickly followed, with the first two, although
thoroughly entertaining, aping The
Exorcist quite a bit. Unfortunately, there were also many films that were
merely unenjoyable and stale Exorcist
cash-ins. However, in 1981, a low-budget filmmaker smartly combined the
homicidal hand idea with satanic possession and created a fun, little cult film
called Demonoid.
While in Mexico, Mark Baines (Chinatown’sRoy Jenson) unwittingly unleashes an ancient evil in the form of a
severed hand. The hand immediately possesses Mark and wreaks havoc until the
poor man is killed and the demonic hand is separated from his dead body. Once
free, the hand continues to possess anyone it comes across, leaving a trail of
blood in its wake. With the help of benevolent Irish priest, Father Cunningham
(Stuart Whitman from Eaten Alive), Mark’s
wife, Jennifer (The Brood’ sSamantha Eggar), does everything in her
power to try and stop the evil hand before more innocent blood is spilled.
The fun film features two Academy Award nominees:
Samantha Eggar (for 1965’s The Collector)and Stuart Whitman (for 1961’s The Mark). Needless to say, Eggar and
Whitman are both convincing due to taking their roles and the premise of the film
seriously. This only helps the audience to believe in it as well, therefore
making the film even more enjoyable. Fans of 60s/70s cinema and television will
also be happy to spot highly recognizable character actor (and sometime
stuntman) Roy Jenson from Our Man Flint,The Getaway, The Gauntlet, Kung Fu and
Star Trek, just to name a few. Last, but not least, actor/stuntman Ted
White (Starman), who is best known to
genre fans for playing our favorite hockey-masked slasher-killer, Jason
Voorhees in 1984’s Friday the 13th:
The Final Chapter, shows up as an unfortunate victim of the hand’s deadly
rampage.
Filmmaker Alfredo Zacarias’ idea for Demonoid sprang from a desire to make a
film about the good and evil that dwells within every person. Combining the
disembodied hand idea with demonic possession/Exorcist-like themes, Zacarias fashioned a somewhat original and
enjoyably cheesy drive-in film that grindhouse fans like me find extremely
pleasurable. The movie may be a bit silly in spots (certain scenes of the hand
moving around as well as the actors pretending that their left hands have a
mind of their own are unintentionally hilarious and quite charming; not to
mention the fact that Stuart Whitman goes in and out of an Irish accent
whenever he feels like it), but it’s still an interesting and entertaining
enough horror-thriller with a solid, likeable cast and a fun monster in the
form of the disembodied hand.
Demonoid has been released as
a Blu-ray/DVD combo from the fine folks at Vinegar Syndrome. The film, which
has been restored from the original 35mm camera negative and scanned in 2K, is
presented in its original 1.85:1 aspect ratio and, with the exception of a little
grain here and there, the transfer looks beautiful. Special features include
the theatrical trailer, TV spot, an artwork gallery, and an interesting and
informative video interview with writer/director/producer Alfredo Zacarias. The
disc also contains the international version of Demonoid titled Macabra,
which runs ten minutes longer than the US version and features a different
soundtrack (the US version uses music taken from the 1977 sci-fi classic The Incredible Melting Man). We are also
treated to a Macabra trailer and TV
spot. The eye-catching, original poster artwork for Demonoid can be seen on the Blu-ray sleeve and the Blu-ray disc
itself while the striking artwork for Macabra
shows up on the DVD disc as well as on the reversible sleeve. All in all, a
very well put together collection of a not very well-known, but extremely fun
film.
Paramount Home Video has released a set of five horror films in 4K UHD format. Here is a breakdown of the films included in the set.
Rosemary’s Baby(1968)
I
was in the minority of those left unimpressed by Roman Polanski’s Rosemary’s
Baby (1968), based upon the 1967 novel of the same name by Ira Levin. I
never saw what the fuss was about and could not find it even remotely scary
when I originally saw it in the 1980s on VHS. I rewatched the film when the
Criterion Collection released it on the now-out-of-print Blu-ray in October
2012 (if you have that version, hold on to it) and I realized that I had an
incorrect reading of it. I believe that the terror that oozes from the screen is
directly attributed to Rosemary Woodhouse’s (Mia Farrow) new life in the
enormous Dakota Apartments (made famous by Mark David Chapman following his
murder of John Lennon in December 1980) which is surrounded by people who
initially make her feel safe and welcomed, but slowly begin to reveal their
true natures which are malevolent and evil. Her husband Guy (maverick
independent film director and actor John Cassavetes) is a struggling actor who understudies
for a Broadway play and is suddenly fast-tracked to the lead role by the
inexplicable blindness that befalls the play’s lead actor (portrayed by an
off-screen Tony Curtis over the phone) following a discussion with two nosy
neighbors (Sidney Blackmer and Ruth Gordon as Roman and Minnie Castavet,
respectively) who ingratiate themselves into their lives. Coincidence? Guy is often
short-tempered with his wife, but midway through the film he suddenly has a
burst of fatherhood when he suggests to her that they have a baby.
Overwhelmingly happy, Rosemary soon becomes suspicious of the people around her
during her pregnancy. They are revealed to be a coven of witches, and Rosemary
is carrying Satan’s child during a disturbing sequence of supernatural
impregnation that she believes was just a dream.
Rosemary’s
Baby is the ultimate gaslighting movie. It
is also a movie that, I would imagine, would work to great effect on the psyche
of female audience members for a variety of reasons, not the least of which is
due to knowing what the outcome of Rosemary’s pregnancy is, and knowing that no
one, not even the doctor (Charles Grodin) she has foolishly and naïvely
confiding in regarding her suspicions regarding the coven, can or is even willing
to help her. The film is set against a backdrop of complete normalcy, and when
that normalcy is slowly eroded by the Devil’s minions in sheep’s clothing, it’s
too much for us and Rosemary to bear. It’s also a film about betrayal, and it’s
shocking to see how Guy willingly confesses to her that he had no problem
selling her out to this life inorder to make an easy life for themselves,
something he sees as a bonus. Her reaction to him and to the (offscreen) face
of her baby is complete disbelief, and Ms. Farrow is more than capable of
carrying the film. Rosemary’s horrifically contorted face when she sees her
baby for the first time, Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking (sorry, Walt…), is
all that the audience needs to know that the evil has come full circle.
Rosemary’s
Baby turns 55 this year. Filmed in the
final four months of 1967 and released on Wednesday, June 12, 1968, it takes
place in 1965 and 1966. Ruth Gordon won a Best Supporting Actress Oscar for her
performance. It is widely considered to be one of the greatest horror films of
all time, and it was selected for preservation in the National Film Registry by
the Library of Congress in 2014. The film spawned a TV-movie follow-up in 1976
with Patty Duke.
(Photo: Cinema Retro Archive)
The
new package contains the film in 4K UHD on one disc, and the film on a standard
Blu-ray, the latter boasting the following extras:
Rosemary's
Baby – A Retrospective
– this piece, originally shot in 2000 for the DVD, runs just under 17 minutes
and includes comments from the late film producer Robert Evans, the late
production designer Richard Sylbert, and Roman Polanski.
Mia
and Roman – this piece runs
roughly 23 minutes and contains a lot of nice behind-the-scenes shots taken
during filming on location in New York City, with input from actress Mia Farrow
and director Roman Polanski.
Theatrical
Trailer
50th
Anniversary "Redband" Trailer
This
is a nice upgrade to 4K that will make you feel as though you’re watching it in
a cinema again, though the lack of a feature-length commentary by film
historians is disappointing given the film’s stature in the genre, making one
wonder if the director is just against this sort of thing. Steven Spielberg and
David Lynch do not offer commentaries on their works, sadly.
NOTE:
It has come to Paramount’s attention that there is an error on this pressing,
and they are going to correct it with a disc replacement program. Apparently
there is a line of dialog missing from the film! When you purchase this box
set, click on this link to request the replacement discs which
should become available in the next several months.
Pet Sematary(1989)
Stephen
King published two frightening and best-selling novels in 1983: Christine
and Pet Sematary. Attempting to sandwich these massive tales into films
that ran less than two hours is a near impossible task and neither film, the
former directed by John Carpenter and the latter by Mary Lambert, is completely
successful in this regard. Lensed between August and November 1988 and released
on Friday, April 21, 1989, Pet Sematary begins with a familiar nod to
Dan Curtis’s creepy Burnt Offerings (1976) as Dr. Louis Creed and his
wife Rachel (Dale Midkiff and Denise Crosby) leave the Windy City and arrive at
their new Ludlow, Main home with their young daughter Ellie (Blasé Berdahl) and
even younger son Gage (Miko Hughes). The house is located right in front of a
major road that trucks whiz by at a high rate of speed, setting up the roadway
as the imminent threat. Jud Crandall (Fred Gwynne), the family neighbor, takes
them to the Pet Sematary and explains how children bury their pets there. This
proves convenient when the family, sans Louis, visit Rachel’s parents
for Thanksgiving, and Ellie’s cat Winston Churchill (“Church” for short) is
killed by a truck. Jud takes Louis to a location beyond the Pet Sematary called
the Micmac Burying Ground dating back to ancient Native American days. Buried
pets have come back to life, though their personalities are different, and this
is no exception with Church. The idea is to save Ellie the grief of losing him.
Following
Ellie’s displeasure of the now-reanimated Church’s smell, Gage finds himself in
the path of a truck and, following his death, Louis digs up his corpse
and heads for the Micmac Burying Ground despite verbal warnings from Jud. Unfortunately,
Gage comes back as a meanie, killing those around him until a final showdown
with his father.
Despite
being written by author King, the screenplay never really manages to get above
the level of a gross-out horror film. The subject of grief is best left to
serious dramas (think Ingmar Bergman) as director Mary Lambert can only give us
what’s on the written page as a truncation of an oversized novel, is fairly
schematic at best. Whereas the novel is more of a deep-rooted mediation on the
nature of the overwhelming emotion of grief over the death of a child, the film
focuses more on the horrific aspects of the deaths at hand. It does seem to be
enough, however, to satisfy genre fans.
Bonus
Content (on both 4K UHD Blu-ray and Standard Blu-ray Disc):
Feature-length
commentary by director Mary Lambert
Pet
Sematary: Fear and Remembrance –
this piece is in high definition and runs about 7 minutes. Select members of
the film’s cast and crew look back on the film and its reception.
Pet
Sematary: Revisitation –
this piece is in high definition and runs about 10 minutes. The director discusses
the film’s production, how she came to direct the movie, and restoring the
film.
Still
Galleries – this is in high
definition and consists of a large selection of photos separated into four
sections.
Storyboards
Introduction by Mary Lambert
– this intro runs 1 minute in length. She explains how they derived the new
transfer from the original camera negative and how the storyboards came to be.
Storyboards – this feature is extensive and
recalls the image galleries of the laserdisc days. By using the left and right
buttons on the remote control, you can navigate what is essentially a visual
representation of the film. Very cool!
Behind
the Scenes – this is a
stills gallery that, like the storyboards, can be navigated in a similar
fashion, showing images on the set of shooting during the summer of 1988.
Marketing – nice section of stills containing
the marketing of the film for both theatrical and home video exhibition.
The
following extras are only on the standard Blu-ray, though I will never
understand why they do not replicate all extras on both discs as there is more
than enough room to do so:
Stephen
King Territory – this
is a nice piece from 2006 that is shot in standard definition for the then-DVD
release and runs about 13 minutes. It discusses the autobiographical genesis
for the story, which really happened to Mr. King’s family and daughter.
The
Characters – also from 2006
and shot in standard definition, this runs 13 minutes and looks at the
motivations behind the characters and the cats used on the set. They had an
ingenious method of making the cat’s eyes glow maniacally with an attachment to
the Panavision cameras.
Filming the Horror – running 10 minutes, Mary Lambert
discusses how the script came to her and while she read Stephen King’s novels, she
did not consider herself to be a horror film director. Miko Hughes, who was
two-and-a-half-years old when he played Gage, appears to have had a fun time on
the set!
Smile(2022)
David
Sandberg’s 2013 short film Lights Out is a brilliantly frightening,
just-under-three-minute film about a woman seeing a strange creature in her
kitchen and bedroom. It is widely available on Youtube and is one of the
scariest movies I have seen in my 42 years of watching horror films and
thrillers. It provided the basis for an unnecessary, feature-length film of the
same name three years later, also directed by the same person, who has gone on
to direct Annabelle: Creation (2017), as well as other projects. Likewise,
Parker Finn is a director who made a short film called Laura Hasn’t Slept
(2020), starring Caitlin Stasey and Lew Temple as her somnologist. It’s the
second short he made after his impressive and creepy The Hidebehind
(2018), a nearly ten-minute now-you-see-me, now-you-don’t bit of computer
trickery that will make you think twice about trekking solo in a forest. In Laura
Hasn’t Slept, which is just under twelve minutes, Laura tells her therapist
that she has a recurring nightmare wherein a frightening man is constantly
smiling at her. While I appreciated the effort of this film and experienced no difficulty
in determining the ending, the prospect of sitting through the theatrical
version entitled Smile simply did not sit well with me. My disappointment
with Lights Out nearly made me pass on Smile, and I am glad that
I reconsidered.
Unlike
most of the horror films marketed today, Smile is every bit as
terrifying as its marketing campaign has professed. Like The Blair Witch
Project (1999), Smile feels like the sort of film that would
emotionally bifurcate the audience into those who love it and those who hate
it. In terms of genre tropes, the film’s most obvious cinematic antecedent is
David Robert Mitchell’s superb It Follows (2014), and a nod to the
film’s title can be further traced back to the malevolent chauffeur, played
with icy stillness by the late Anthony James in Dan Curtis’s Burnt Offerings
(1976). While it is true that familiarity can often breed contempt, this does
not make Smile any less frightening. There is credence to the notion
that although the film might offer up a less-than-compassionate view of mental
illness and handle the subject flippantly, the movie should ultimately be
judged for what it sets out to do: scare you. It may not be completely
original, but it is no less frightening.
Sosie
Bacon, the daughter of Kevin Bacon and Kyra Sedgwick, gives a bravura
performance as recently engaged Rose Cotter, a psychiatrist who meets a new
patient, Laura Weaver (Caitlin Stasey, the actress from the short film), who fails
to convince Rose that she is being chased by a demon that possesses people by
smiling at them. Rose’s training misinterprets this as an episode of some sort
of psychosis until Laura screams and reacts violently to something in the
examination room invisible to Rose. Laura’s terror suddenly turns inexplicably serene
wherein she effortlessly cuts her own throat with a broken plant’s pot while
smiling maniacally at Rose, who reacts with complete terror. Unbeknownst to
Rose, a terrible curse that plagued Laura has now been transferred to her. It
takes Rose a while to make this realization. In the interim, she blames what
she experiences on overworking, reluctantly taking a week off at the urging of
her manager. Her fiancée (Jesse T. Usher) wants to help her but feels
powerless. Rose begins to have hallucinations, and as the audience we see what
she sees. Her mother’s painful death becomes a force that she needs to reckon with
and is a major reason why she works as hard as she does. The hallucinations
become more and more unnerving. With the aid of her ex-boyfriend cop Joel (Kyle
Gallner), she begins looking into murder cases wherein people having died by
suicide that they committed in front of another person, and they themselves
have also witnessed a suicide. A turning point occurs when Robert Talley (Rob
Morgan of Netflix’s Stranger Things, in a small but powerful role), a
murderer currently in prison, managed to escape the clutches of the entity.
With Joel’s help, Rose goes to the prison to see him. He tells Rose that the
entity feeds on other people’s trauma. Apparently, the only way to relieve
oneself of this curse is to murder someone else in front of a witness to thereby
transfer the trauma on to them (again, similarly like in It Follows). Rose
attempts to do this, yet it turns out to be another hallucination. By the end
of the film, Rose confronts her childhood trauma at her now-abandoned childhood
home in an unsatisfactory ending that paves the way for a sequel.
Thematically
similar to Rosemary’s Baby in that the protagonist knows the truth and
cannot seem to convince anyone around them that they are not crazy, Smile,
while certainly not original, manages to take a familiar horror genre trope and
seriously make it its own, packing a powerful emotional punch with several
genuine jump scares nearly on a par with Gary Sherman’s Death Line
(1972) and William Peter Blatty’s Exorcist III: Legion (1990). In order
for a film like this to work, the performances need to be believable and they
are all spot-on.
Bonus
Content (on 4K Ultra HD Disc):
Audio
Commentary by director Parker Finn
– this is a feature-length discussion by the film’s director who speaks about
the movie scene by scene regarding what he wanted in the scenes and what he
got. I normally shy away from such commentaries as I am not interested in a
blow-by-blow description of the film, but the director speaks so intelligently
about it that he is a constant pleasure to listen to.
Something's
Wrong with Rose: Making Smile
(HD) – at just under 30 minutes, this is a behind-the-scenes look at what it
took to make the film in the midst of the COVID-19 pandemic.
Flies
on the Wall: Inside the Score
(HD) – Smile has one of the creepiest scores that I have ever heard, and
it was composed by Cristobal Tapia de Veer. In under nine minutes, we are
treated to his vast studio and his methods of creating ungodly sounds for the
film.
Deleted
Scenes with Optional Commentary by director Parker Finn – there are two scenes provided here
with an optional commentary and add depth to Rose’s character. These run just
under 12 minutes. I would have loved to have had these scenes added as an
optional cut of the film viewable through seamless branching.
Laura
Hasn't Slept – Original Short with Introduction by director Parker Finn – this is the short film that
Paramount scouts saw at South By Southwest in Austin, TX that paved the way for
Smile. It runs about 11 minutes.
“The
Hands of Orlac,” a 1960 U.K.-French co-production, was the third movie version
of “Les Mains d’Orlac,” a sensational 1920 novel by French writer Maurice
Renard.Like many of the other horror
pictures released in 1960, it was filmed in black-and-white.The director, Edmond T. Gréville, was a veteran French-born filmmaker who had worked in
both France and England.His previous
picture, “Beat Girl” (1960), had featured Christopher Lee as a strip club
impresario in an exploitative story about beatniks, aspiring rockers, and
strippers.Lee and other British actors
filled most of the major supporting roles in “The Hands of Orlac.”Exterior scenes were filmed on the French
Riviera, interiors at Britain’s Shepperton Studios.An American actor, Mel Ferrer, was cast in
the lead.Ferrer was a reliably familiar
leading man for the all-important U.S. market.His name lent box-office appeal in those days when foreign movies were
suspect in small-town America, as it did for another offbeat horror production
in which he also starred that same year, Roger Vadim’s “Blood and Roses,” a
French and Italian co-production.But
U.S. distributors apparently saw no pressing need to slip Gréville’s film into American theaters, since it didn’t open here
until 1964.By that time, a promotional
still from the movie had appeared in the October 1963 issue of “Famous Monsters
of Filmland” magazine, in a preview of upcoming horror and fantasy releases.
In
the story, a celebrated concert pianist and composer, Stephen Orlac (Ferrer),
flies from London to France to visit his fiancee, Louise (Lucile Saint
Simon).His small plane wrecks in a fog,
and Orlac’s hands are “burnt to the bone” in the crash.After his ambulance passes through a police
checkpoint where a condemned murderer, Vasseur, is being transported to the
guillotine, Louise prevails on a famous surgeon, Dr. Volchett (Donald Wolfit),
to operate in an effort to save her lover’s badly injured hands.Coming out of the anaesthetic, Orlac finds
his hands encased in huge, unsightly plaster casts.Worse, he sees the front page of a newspaper
that juxtaposes a report about Vasseur’s execution with one about his own
injuries.To his groggy eyes, the
stories gradually merge into one under the headline, “Stephen Orlac Receives
the Hands of Vasseur, the Murderer.”Lifting the grotesque casts, Orlac flies into hysterics.This was the publicity still that intrigued
us young readers of “Famous Monsters” in 1963.It was also the centerpiece of the movie’s lobby-poster art.
Did
the newspaper actually display the stories that Orlac read, more or less as he
interpreted them?Was he
hallucinating?Was there even a
newspaper at all?No matter, the
high-strung pianist becomes convinced that the surgeon found his hands
irreparably damaged, amputated them, and replaced them with Vasseur’s,
especially since, as he mourns, “They feel as if they no longer belong to
me!”After the casts come off, he can’t
get his fingers to strike the right notes on the keyboard.
The
obsession grows stronger when Orlac and Louise make love.His fingers unconsciously tighten around her
throat, and she begins to choke.That
incident and others convince the pianist that Vasseur’s hands have a violent
will of their own, and his fiancee’s life is in danger as long as they’re
together.He checks into a sketchy
Marseilles hotel under an assumed name, where he encounters a small-time stage
magician named Nero (Christopher Lee, returning from “Beat Girl” as an even
sleazier character).Nero senses an
opportunity for blackmail; obviously, “Mr. Stephen” is a well-off guy who
wouldn’t be holed up in a dump unless he had something to hide.Nero pimps out his pouty assistant and
mistress, Li-Lang (Dany Carrel), to cozy up to Orlac and get him to talk.
Orlac’s
self-imposed exile doesn’t last long.After Louise tracks him down, he decides to straighten up, return to
England, marry Louise, and resume his career.But he continues to brood over his persuasion that his hands are no
longer his own.Discovering “Mr.
Stephen’s” true identity, Nero and Li-Lang follow.Nero sets about to feed Orlac’s paranoia,
reasoning that the unhinged pianist will kill someone sooner or later, opening
himself to big-time extortion.
To
the extent that film enthusiasts take notice of “The Hands of Orlac” at all,
they mostly judge it seriously inferior to the previous movie versions of
Renard’s novel.Robert Wiene’s “Orlacs
Hände” (1924), also called “The Hands of Orlac” in English-language prints, was
a classic of German silent cinema, with Conrad Veidt as the title character
amid feverish Expressionist sets.Following in 1935 from MGM, Karl Freund’s “Mad Love” with Colin Clive as
Orlac draped the story in sadism and sexual perversion, to the extent Freund
could do so under the vigilant eyes of the Hays Code censors.
Gréville’s remake dialed back on Wiene’s and Freund’s
extravagance, accounting for some of its lacklustre press from critics who like
to see the gothic thriller envelope pushed further than Gréville pushed it, at least in their opinion.It’s very much a product of 1960, emphasising
the psychological aspect of Orlac’s dilemma and stepping into film noir
territory once the intimidating Nero and Li-Lang enter the plot.It even evokes the emerging New Wave of
French cinema with its documentarian exterior shots on the Riviera.Claude Bolling’s musical score includes light
jazz for a scene in which Orlac tools around in a vintage sports car, and
rinky-tink cabaret music for Li-Lang’s sultry song-and-slink routine following
Nero’s magic act, juxtaposed with Beethoven and Liszt in the concert scenes
that open and close the movie.Mel
Ferrer lacks Conrad Veidt’s eye-popping hysteria and Colin Clive’s furrowed
anxiety, his Orlac repurposed for 1960 as a sophisticate in shades, pullover
sweater, and tailored slacks for casual wear, and an expensive suit for
business occasions.If you’re a
retro-fan of JFK-era men’s fashions, you probably won’t mind.You may even prefer Ferrer’s interpretation
over his predecessors’.Like other
British horror films of the time, such as “Jack the Ripper” (1959) and “The Two
Faces of Dr. Jekyll” (1960), “The Hands of Orlac” promises plenty of sex appeal
courtesy of Lucile Saint Simon’s filmy negligees and Dany Carrel’s showgirl
outfits.In truth, this stuff is pretty
tame by 2023 standards, but it was a draw for male filmgoers at a time when
even the centrefolds in “Playboy” were often modestly posed.
For
most of the picture, we don’t know whether Orlac’s obsession has a basis in
reality, since we don’t actually see the operation itself.Were the killer’s hands really grafted onto
his wrists, or is the pianist suffering from a morbid neurosis?An explanation is made toward the end that
for may find satisfying or frustrating, depending on your tastes.It doesn’t help that Orlac is surrounded by
oddball characters who only compound his unease.Nero is the only one who is overtly menacing,
but others are unsettling in their own ways.In his few minutes on screen, Donald Wolfit’s Dr. Volchett is brusque
and possibly alcoholic; his decision to save (or replace) Stephen’s damaged
hands seems more a whim than a humanitarian impulse.His unnamed assistant (Anita Sharp Bolster)
is a starchy spinster who wears rimless glasses with impenetrably thick lenses,
like Albert Dekker’s in 1940’s “Dr. Cyclops.”When Orlac tries to call Dr. Volchett to either confirm or relieve his
suspicions, the assistant tells him the surgeon is on professional travel—to
Moscow!—and unreachable in that era before cellphones and Zoom.She brightens up as she enjoys a chance to
extol her boss, but her comments only deepen Orlac’s fears:“Dr. Volchett is a magician,” she
declares.“Your case was his greatest
triumph.”In a small but bravura
appearance, Donald Pleasence plays Coates, a sculptor who wants to use Orlac’s
hands as the model for those of Lazarus in a biblical tableau of Lazarus raised
from the dead.“All we see of Lazarus is
his hands—your hands, Orlac!”, he exclaims, seizing the pianist’s
wrists.Given Stephen’s state of mind,
the sculptor’s fervor is more invasive than flattering, like the irritating
stranger who latches on to you at a party and won’t let go.As he makes his pitch with growing
enthusiasm, Orlac stares at his hands (poised exactly as he had scrutinized his
grotesque casts earlier in the story), and runs off in panic.
“The
Hands of Orlac” isn’t the best horror thriller of 1960.That would be Alfred Hitchcock’s “Psycho,”
with “Blood and Roses” and Georges Franju’s “Eyes Without a Face” as close
seconds.But it’s better than its
obscurity would imply.In the U.S.,
“Eyes Without a Face” was dumped onto double bills as “The Horror Chamber of
Dr. Faustus” and generally ignored by critics, much as “The Hands of Orlac”
was.Now, it’s widely regarded as a
classic.It’s surprising that Gréville’s
picture hasn’t received similar reappraisal, given the renewed interest in
neglected horror films in the home video era, and the movie’s value as an early
showcase for Christopher Lee and Donald Pleasence.The problem may lie with the fact that an
official DVD or Blu-ray edition for fair evaluation doesn’t exist in the U.S.,
the U.K., or anywhere else as far as I can tell.DVD-R versions are sold on the collector’s
market, with caveats about their visual quality.
We
discovered this presentation of the film on YouTube, apparently sourced from
tape, perhaps one of two competing VHS releases in the 1990s, or a videotape
from a long-ago television broadcast.The image is better than you might expect, if inferior to the hi-def
transfers we’ve come to expect nowadays.It’s also the easiest way to find the movie, at least until we can hope
to see original elements unearthed, if they still exist, and a better print
prepared for Blu-ray or one of the major streaming platforms.
(To watch in full screen format, click on "Watch on YouTube".)
Something
happened to me while watching John Cassavetes’s film Gloria that, to my
knowledge, has never, ever happened before and probably will never, ever happen
again. Towards the end of the film, the titular heroine exits a cab and asks
the cabbie for the time, and she replies, “It’s 9:20.” Unbelievably, this was
the exact time of day that it was on my clock as I watched the film in the
evening. In films, people give the time to others when asked (Charles Martin
Smith is told that it’s “a quarter to twelve” when attempting to purchase
alcohol in George Lucas’s 1973 film American Graffiti), but the
phenomenon of the onscreen reel time being in synch with the offscreen real
time is something that I have not experienced before, and it got me to thinking
about how certain things happen by mere happenstance.
The
cinema of John Cassavetes is an acquired taste as he was a maverick who made many
films on his own terms. If the general audience loved his work, it would
infuriate him and he would recut the film, as was the case with 1970’s Husbands,
a film that was released, critically acclaimed, pulled out of release and
re-cut into a completely different film, culled from roughly 240 hours of raw
footage. Co-star Ben Gazzara stated that his favorite version of the film ran
four-and-a-half hours. The director often employed members of a small but loyal
acting troupe headed by his wife, Gena Rowlands, who portrays the titular
heroine in this film, shot between July and September 1979 and released in New
York on Wednesday, October 1, 1980. She received her second Oscar nomination
for her performance here, the first being for A Woman Under the Influence
in 1974, also under the direction her husband.
Gloria is a film mired in Manhattan, Harlem
and the Bronx in New York. The film opens with nighttime establishing shots of
the New York skyline to the music of Bill Conti best known for the theme to Rocky
(1976). The Statue of Liberty and several bridges are luminescent and invoke Richard
Donner’s Superman: The Movie filmed there two years earlier. The
daylight exposes the filthy streets and the people who inhabit them. A six-year-old
Puerto Rican boy, Phil Dawn (John Adames), narrowly escapes being killed by the
Mafia following his mob accountant father’s (Buck Henry of all people) involvement
with them turned sour. Phil is saddled with a copy of the Bible, which in
reality is incriminating evidence that the Mafia wants back in their hands. His
parents and siblings all become collateral damage as he and the family friend,
Gloria, bolt and attempt to get away. Gloria is part of the Mafia. She
possesses street smarts and packs heat, unflinchingly firing upon her enemies
in broad daylight, though no cops appear to be anywhere in sight. Like the
interior of Marcellus Wallace’s suitcase in Quentin Tarantino’s Pulp Fiction
(1994), this Bible proves to be a MacGuffin to keep Gloria and Phil on the run.
Initially,
Gloria and Phil cannot stand one another, and the former appears to be
reluctant to be saddled with the latter despite her promise to Phil’s parents
to take care of him. Eventually, they grow on one another and, dare I say it,
even develop a mutual affection. John Adames proves himself to be a capable
actor though, to my knowledge, this is his sole screen credit. The film,
despite reportedly being disparaged by its director (who probably would have
been happy to completely recut it), is a showcase for its leading actress, who
is always fascinating to watch.
Gloria was released on Blu-ray in August 2018 by
Twilight Time and that pressing contained an isolated musical score. There is a
new pressing of the film, this time by Kino Lorber, and the results are
unspectacular. This is not a carp about Kino,since they always do a bang-up job
on their Blu-ray releases. The
film image is dark at times, especially in the beginning scenes in the
apartment building (look fast for Tom Noonan as a Mafia soldier), and it looks
as though it was transferred from a theatrical print, minus the reel-change cue
marks. I am only assuming this to be the case (though I am probably incorrect),
or perhaps this was how it was either photographed or developed as the liner
notes are absent of the usual declaration boasting a high-definition transfer
from the film’s original camera negative.
The only extras to speak of on this pressing
are theatrical trailers for Gloria, Sidney Lumet’s Gloria remake
from 1999, Gorky Park (1983), 52 Pick-Up (1986), Code of
Silence (1985), Number One with a Bullet (1987), and Lonely are
the Brave (1962).
These
four words…sorry, this single word spoken four times…by the inimitable Ben
Stein in the late John Hughes’s highly popular teen comedy Ferris Bueller’s
Day Off while reading off the attendance roster to his near catatonic high
school class has worked its way into the American lexicon to the point that it
has become recognizable to anyone even remotely familiar with the film. Like its
predecessors, the “You’re gonna need a bigger boat” ad-lib from Steven
Spielberg’s Jaws (1975), and Jack Nicholson’s quirky yet somehow
terrifying “Here’s Johnny!” from Stanley Kubrick’s The Shining (1980),
one need not have seen the film to know from where it originated. The adults in
this film are all depicted as somehow less smart than their adolescent
counterparts and all seem to be easily duped and manipulated. Why are they
depicted this way? Was the director, who was also the writer of Mr. Mom
(1983), National Lampoon’s Vacation (1983), Sixteen Candles(1984), The Breakfast Club
(1985), Weird Science (1985) and Pretty in Pink (1986), simply
not a fan of the adult world, a modern-day J.D. Salinger?
Ferris
Bueller, the titular hero, is a Northbrook, Illinois high school student two
months shy of his high school graduation and commits a crime that all students
have at one time or another – he feigns serious illness to stay home from
school. However, it is not for nefarious purposes: he wants to get his best
friend, Cameron (Alan Ruck), out of the doldrums. His parents are complete
dolts for believing him, though his sister Jeanie (Jennifer Grey) and Principal
Rooney (Jeffrey Jones) both see right through this common ploy and the latter,
whose small-mindedness and lack of stature outside of his role of an
authoritarian, drives him to catch Ferris in the act at any cost. He goes to
great lengths to catch Bueller, breaking the rules, and even some laws, that
find him in the Bueller household, face-to-face with a vicious dog.
Playing
hooky for the day with a reluctant Cameron and Ferris’s girlfriend Sloane (Mia
Sara) whom he gets out of school posing as her father in a get-up not
dissimilar from the accoutrements he would later don as the titular Inspector
Gadget he would play in the 1999 film of the same name. The trio finds
themselves in a series of misadventures throughout Chicago via Cameron’s
upscale father’s 1961 Ferrari 250 GT California Spyder which occupies much of
the film’s running time, the most significant of which is the film’s famous and
highly celebrated moment when Ferris commandeers a float during a parade and
leads the onlookers through an impromptu lip-synch of The Beatles hit “Twist
and Shout.” It is not all fun and games, however, when we learn of Cameron’s contempt
for his father’s car which the latter supposedly cares more about than his own son.
He sublimates his anger in a highly volatile and emotional scene that proves
cathartic for Cameron and, in a way, for Ferris as well. It would explain why
Cameron is always uptight and unable to relax, something that the carefree
Ferris hopes to change. In many ways, Cameron and Jeanie are not dissimilar
from one another, as they both find teen life to be insufferable, and that
makes them the most realistic characters in the film.
Ferris
is unusual in that he is not only a free spirit, but just about everyone in his
high school, regardless of their grade level, likes him. Why? He has proven
that he can get away with just about anything. He’s also willing to help others
out of their predicaments. This mindset is what makes him elusive from
Principal Rooney, a self-appointed Truancy Officer determined to catch Ferris
in the act of cutting school because Rooney’s identity outside of high school
appears to be non-existent. He is the Coyote to Bueller’s Road Runner, and he
takes the whole situation personally.
The
film, which opened nationwide on Wednesday, June 11, 1986, differs from most
comedies in that it breaks the fourth wall in the tradition of Woody Allen’s
great Annie Hall (1977) when Ferris addresses the audience directly
during much of the action. In the pantheon of teen comedies, Ferris Bueller
is clearly de rigueur viewing and, given that it was lensed between
September and November in 1985, feels very Eighties and inspired by Matthew
Broderick’s David Lightman computer geek from John Badham’s entertaining 1983 film
WarGames with Ferris’s ability to remotely change his sick days in the
high school computer right before his principal’s very eyes. Ferris rigs his
room and front door intercom with an ingenious array of general solutions
anticipating most common eventualities that could undo his plan to keep his
parents thinking that he is sleeping off illness.
Ferris
Bueller did exceptionally
well at the box office, easily becoming an iconic Eighties Comedy, the film
that essentially made Mr. Broderick a star following his screen debut in Herbert
Ross’s Max Dugan Returns several years earlier and playing opposite
Michelle Pfeiffer in Richard Donner’s Ladyhawke (1985). Cameos abound by
a fifteen-year-old Kristy Swanson just before she became Wes Craven’s Deadly
Friend, Richard Edson, Charlie Sheen just before he made Platoon
with Oliver Stone, and comedian Louie Anderson. With the exception of some
on-set studio shots in Los Angeles and Ferris Bueller’s house location in Long
Beach, CA (eight houses away from the home that Richard Kelly’s 2001 cult
classic Donnie Darko is set in), the film is shot nearly entirely in
Illinois, the director’s home state.
Ferris
Bueller’s Day Off has
been released on 4K UHD Blu-ray by Paramount Home Video. This is the best that
the film has ever looked on video, easily besting all previous releases. It
also comes loaded with previously released extras:
There
is a feature-length audio commentary by director Hughes, the only one that he
ever recorded for his any of his films, ported over from the 1999 DVD release. Glaringly
missing from subsequent DVD and Blu-ray editions of the movie (reportedly at
the behest of the director who probably got tired of Hollywood and moved back
to his home state to keep a low profile), its inclusion here is welcome,
appreciated, and more than likely included for two reasons - a response to the
director’s untimely demise and to compel die-hard fans to fork over their
disposable income for this latest upgraded edition. It is pretty much
scene-specific with very minor tangents. It stays on-topic, and Mr. Hughes had
a very monotone and droll delivery.
The
following are all ported over from the 2006 special edition DVD
“Bueller…Bueller” and 2009 Blu-ray editions:
Getting
the Class Together: The Cast of Ferris Bueller's Day Off – this piece runs 27:45 in standard definition
and the interviews were shot in 2005. The film’s casting directors, Jane
Jenkins and Janet Hirshenson, begin this piece feeling that Matthew Broderick or
John Cusack would be great in the lead role. Mr. Broderick was in Biloxi
Blues on Broadway with Alan Ruck when he was offered the role and their
chemistry transferred over from real life to the stage, and then to the
audition when the latter was offered Cameron. Mia Sara, Jennifer Grey, Lyman
Ward, Cindy Pickett, Jeffrey Jones, Edie McClurg, Ben Stein (a very humorous
tidbit), Richard Edson, Kristy Swanson, and Jonathan Schmock all add their two
cents on their experiences.
The
Making of Ferris Bueller’s Day Off
runs 15:29 and really should be much longer and for what it is, it includes
some footage shot during the filming in addition to recent interviews taking a
look back at the film, such as Jeffrey Jones and Edie McClurg and their “Help,
Hinder” game; Alan Ruck talks about the Ferrari and how three replicas were
made for the film; Matthew Broderick talks about the parade sequence and how it
was a one-shot deal and how knee surgery from years earlier affected him in the
sequence.
Who
is Ferris Bueller? runs 9:12
and collects cast members and their responses to the question from 1985-87 and
2005. Alan Ruck talks about the wardrobe fittings and how there was no
chemistry between the characters and being put at ease by the director. Ferris
is a guy who does whatever he wants and has the self-confidence that his
friends lack.
The
World According to Ben Stein
runs 10:50 and is comprised of comments from Mr. Stein in 1986 and 2005 talking
about his experiences following the success of the film, with funny tidbits
about Kurt Cobain and even President Bush (the first one) having seen the film
on Air Force One.
Vintage
Ferris Bueller: The Lost Tapes
runs 10:16 and provides outtakes from the expurgated restaurant scene of Cameron
ordering pancreas that the director refers to in his commentary.
There
was a Class Album gallery that appeared in the previous releases, but it
is inexplicably dropped from this release.
The
film’s original theatrical trailer is also missing for unknown reasons, though
you can see it here
and a later trailer to promote the Blu-ray at the time.
The
ending of the film recalls Paul Brickman’s Risky Business from 1983
(think of Tom Cruise landing on his parents’ couch when they walk in from their
trip) when Ferris makes it home just in time to get into bed as his parents
head into his room. Ferris, addressing the audience, says, “Life moves pretty
fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.”
This line, which is far more upbeat than the plaintive final sentences of J.D.
Salinger’s classic novel of adolescent angst The Catcher in the Rye
(1951), rings true for people more today than it did when it was filmed. Social
media, computers, and cell phones all conspire to divert our attention from the
meaningful things in life.
One
can only imagine what sort of mischief Ferris would create today with the World
Wide Web and OpenAI’s ChatGPT. Perhaps a remake is in order?
Friedkin with Gene Hackman on location in New York City for "The French Connection", 1971.
(Photo: Cinema Retro Archive.)
By Lee Pfeiffer
William Friedkin, who reinvented the crime and horror film genres with "The French Connection" and "The Exorcist", has died in Los Angeles at age 87. Friedkin's first film was based on a personal obsession- to get a man incarcerated on Death Row exonerated. The 1962 documentary "The People vs. Paul Crump" was deemed a deciding factor in getting the innocent man released. The Chicago native first worked in the television industry before landing his first Hollywood feature film, directing the comedy "Good Times" starring Sonny and Cher in 1967. The film wasn't a hit but Friedkin was learning his craft. His diverse output included a screen adaptation of Harold Pinter's acclaimed, offbeat play "The Birthday Party" starring Robert Shaw and Donald Pleasence, the exuberant Prohibition era comedy "The Night They Raided Minsky's" and "The Boys in the Band", a daring screen version of the controversial play about the lives and relationships of gay men.
Friedkin's biggest break came when he was hired to direct "The French Connection" in 1971, an adaptation of the bestselling book that documented the biggest drug bust in U.S. history. Friedkin's passion for eschewing the trappings of conventional crime films paid off when he won the Oscar for directing. The film also won Best Picture and Best Actor for Gene Hackman in a star-making role. Friedkin's next film was also an adaptation of a bestseller- in this case William Peter Blatty's horror novel "The Exorcist". Friedkin resisted hiring popular leading actors of the day in place of casting reliable character actors and leads with little name recognition. His transformation of 12 year-old Linda Blair into a terrifying demon immediately became the stuff of horror film legend. However, the film won over critics and was nominated for numerous Oscars because Friedkin made the production a thinking person's horror film with interesting characters and believable reactions to the surrealistic events. Following the worldwide success of this second Friedkin blockbuster, Friedkin did not bring another film to the screen for four years. When he did, it was "Sorcerer", a lavish and grueling reinterpretation of French director Henri-Georges Clouzot's acclaimed 1953 adventure film "The Wages of Fear". The film seemed to be cursed. On location in the Dominican Republic, Friedkin had to face soaring budget costs due to natural disasters and other seemingly insurmountable problems. When the film opened, it flopped. Friedkin, in an interview about the film with this writer in Cinema Retro issue #29, said that studio executives threw him under the bus by implying the film had gone over-budget because Friedkin lacked self-control in terms of spending. Friedkin tried to set the record straight but the damage was done. His reputation had taken a hit and his next film, the comedy "The Brink's Job" was also a critical and financial disappointment. his 1980 crime thriller "Cruising" cast Al Pacino as a New York detective who goes under cover in Gotham's gay leather bar scene to find a serial killer. The film caused great controversy, with gay activists denouncing it even before filming had been completed. Critics assailed the film as vulgar and unsatisfying, but like "Sorcerer" it has been favorably re-evaluated in the ensuing years. Friedkin continued to work steadily but only the 1985 crime thriller "To Live and Die in L.A." gained any kind of attention and that was largely due to an extravagant car chase.
Over the following years, Friedkin would divide his time directing films and TV productions as well as live operas. He would never score another boxoffice hit but he appreciated the attention and accolades he received later in life that commemorated his body of work. He took satisfaction from the fact that his 2011 film "Killer Joe" starring Matthew McConaughey became a cult favorite for younger audiences. Friedkin is survived by his wife, producer and former studio head Sherry Lansing. His final film, a remake of "The Caine Mutiny", will premiere at this year's Venice Film Festival.
Friedkin with Cinema Retro's Todd Garbarini.
(Photo: Todd Garbarini)
Cinema Retro mourns the passing of this great filmmaker and we appreciate his contributions to our magazine. His last interview (with Todd Garbarini) appeared in issue #50 in which he discussed the 50th anniversary of "The French Connection".
Justly acclaimed as one of the greatest film noir movies ever made, director Don Siegel's 1958 thriller The Lineup has been reissued by Sony as part of their burn-to-order DVD collection. The DVD carries over the bonus extras from the film's initial release in a Sony noir boxed set from 2009. Siegel makes the most of his modest budget, eschewing studio sets for actual San Francisco locations that add immeasurably the authenticity of the story and the action sequences, which are among the most ambitious of the era. The film derived from a popular TV series of the same name and features the star of the show, Warner Anderson, as a San Francisco detective, Lt. Ben Guthrie. His sidekick, Inspector Al Quine was originally played in the show by Tom Tully but the part in the film is played by Emile Meyer, whose mug perfectly suits the style of the movie. The "Macguffin" of this caper movie is an ornate doll loaded with heroin that has been carried into the United States by an innocent tourist (Raymond Bailey, the future Mr. Drysdale of "The Beverly Hillbillies".). The doll ends up in the hands of an equally innocent little girl and her mother who were on the same cruise ship. However, this is just a necessary plot device to present a fascinating character study of a team of criminals who are assigned to fly from Miami to San Francisco to claim the doll and deliver the drugs to a mysterious crime lord. Things go awry from the first few frames of the movie when an attempt to steal the tourist's luggage goes wrong, resulting in the death of a crime syndicate courier who bungles the first attempt to get the doll. The resulting action follows the desperate attempts by the Miami crooks to secure the missing drugs. Their lives depend on it because if they fail, the mob will suspect they have double-crossed them and kept the heroin for themselves. The criminal team is among the most psychotic ever seen on film. Dancer (Eli Wallach) is the younger man being groomed by his older mentor, Julian (Robert Keith, father of Brian Keith) to be his heir apparent. The two men are outwardly charismatic and friendly, but as the story progresses, we realize they are merciless sadists who will stop at nothing to get what they want. When they kidnap the young girl and her mother, we get a glimpse at exactly how devoid of human emotions they are.
The caper story, expertly penned by the great Sterling Silliphant, follows the efforts of the detectives to get to the drugs first-- but the cops are mere window dressing, as Siegel is clearly saving the best scenes for his hit men. Wallach and Keith rival that great pairing of Lee Marvin and Clu Gulager as the creepy criminal team in Siegel's memorable 1964 remake of The Killers. On one level, Keith is acting as a father to a younger man who might be seen as an adopted son. However, it doesn't take much to see that Siegel has introduced a very clear homoerotic element to the story which becomes even more apparent when the pair end up in a "social club" and hotel that very obviously caters to homosexual men. In case there is still too much subtlety for the viewer, the place is named the Seaman's Club! (In one of the film's best remembered sequences, Wallach "offs" a would-be lover in a steam room.) The film is packed with inventive sequences that are still somewhat shocking today. It's rather amazing that some of these scenes were not diluted by squeamish studio executives. A helpless woman and her young child are kidnapped and menaced, a man in a wheelchair is thrown to his death and any number of innocent people are put in harm's way by the relentless criminal's quest to secure the missing dope. Most impressive is the climax of the film wherein Siegel films an exciting car chase that culminates on an unfinished stretch of freeway. It will have you on the edge of your seat (look for an amazing bit of stunt work in which a car is driven at high speed within feet of dropping off the end of the construction site.) All the earmarks are evident for what would become trademarks of Siegel's films: the story moves quickly, there isn't a wasted frame and the performances are terrific.
Sony's DVD boasts an excellent transfer and some very interesting extras, though the studio once again undermines the latter features by not even bothering to mention them on the packaging. There is an interview with Christopher Nolan, who discusses the influence of noir films on his own work. There is also a feature length commentary track hosted by Eddie Muller of Turner Classic Movies and The Film Noir Foundation and bestselling crime novelist James Ellroy, whose work includes L.A. Confidential. Muller is extremely informative, conveying fascinating information about the film and the San Francisco locations. However, Ellroy, who describes himself as "The White Knight of the Far Right" wears out his welcome pretty quickly. His efforts to come across as politically incorrect become blatantly pretentious, as he peppers his comments with expletives and makes homophobic jokes with regularity. Even Muller seems a bit taken off balance by him. Nevertheless, Sony deserves kudos for allowing Ellroy's controversial commentaries to remain intact. If you can put up with Ellroy, you'll get some great insights into the film and Siegel's methods of working.
The Lineup is American film noir at its best.
(This DVD is "all region", meaning it will play on any international system).
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Anna May Wong has been commemorated with a three-film box set from Kino Lorber. Wong was a popular presence on the silver screen in an era in which most Asian screen characters were played by non-Asians. Here is the breakdown of information about the the Blu-ray set that coincidentally features Anthony Quinn in all three movies.
This collection features three Hollywood classics from
the 1930s starring screen icon Anna May Wong.
DANGEROUS TO KNOW
(1938)
Screen legend Anna
May Wong (Picadilly) reprises her acclaimed Broadway role in this romantic
crime drama from the pen of Edgar Wallace (Chamber of Horrors). Racketeer Steve
Recka (Akim Tamiroff, The General Died at Dawn) rules his town and the sultry,
silk-gowned Madam Lan Ying (Wong) with an iron hand. But when he falls for the
enchanting Margaret Van Kase (Gail Patrick, Death Takes a Holiday), a socialite
not impressed by his power nor his wealth, he makes frantic efforts to win her
and turns his back on the loyal Lan Ying. Dangerous to Know comes elegantly
directed by Robert Florey (The Crooked Way) with the sparkling supporting cast
of Lloyd Nolan (Portrait in Black), Harvey Stephens (The Cheat), Roscoe Karns
(Night After Night), Porter Hall (Murder, He Says), Hedda Hopper (Little Man,
What Now?), Ellen Drew (If I Were King) and Anthony Quinn (The Ghost Breakers).
ISLAND OF LOST MEN
(1939) – Screen legend Anna May Wong (Daughter of Shanghai) clashes with J.
Carrol Naish (Sahara) in this rousing remake of 1933’s Carole Lombard/Charles
Laughton starrer White Woman. Cabaret singer Kim Ling (Wong), the daughter of a
Chinese general who has been accused of absconding with government funds,
arrives in the Straits Settlements. There she meets Gregory Prin (Naish), a
half-caste gunrunner and head of a jungle empire where he treats the Malaysians
ruthlessly. She agrees to accompany him in search of her father, as she has
several reasons to believe Prin is responsible for the general’s disappearance.
Directed by Kurt Neumann (The Secret of the Blue Room, The Fly) and co-starring
Anthony Quinn (Road to Singapore), Eric Blore (Road to Zanzibar), Broderick
Crawford (Seven Sinners) and Ernest Truex (His Girl Friday), Island of Lost Men
is a torrid mix of thrills, mystery and adventure.
KING OF CHINATOWN
(1939) – Screen legend Anna May Wong (Shanghai Express) co-stars with the “czar
of a city of sin,” Akim Tamiroff (Desire), in the ripping crime yarn King of
Chinatown. Violence and death stalk the Chinese faction of a big American city,
but one man, Dr. Chang Ling (Sidney Toler, Shadows Over Chinatown), and his
daughter, Dr. Mary Ling (Wong), defy the gangsters who are responsible, and,
against terrific odds, bring peace to their oppressed neighbors. Wong gives a
powerful and pioneering performance as a respected surgeon faced with a
shocking moral dilemma. Directed by Nick Grinde (Million Dollar Legs), shot by
Leo Tover (The Day the Earth Stood Still) and featuring J. Carrol Naish (Beau
Geste), Philip Ahn (China), Anthony Quinn (The Last Train from Madrid),
Bernadene Hayes (Dick Tracy’s Dilemma) and Roscoe Karns (It Happened One
Night).
Product Extras :
Brand New 4K and 2K Masters
NEW Audio Commentary for DANGEROUS TO KNOW by Film Historian Samm Deighan
NEW Audio Commentary for ISLAND OF LOST MEN by Entertainment Journalist/Author
Bryan Reesman and Max Evry
NEW Audio Commentary for KING OF CHINATOWN by Film Historian David Del Valle
and Archivist/Film Historian Stan Shaffer
King of Chinatown Theatrical Trailer (Nitrate Restoration in 4K)
For those of us who are hopelessly addicted to spy movies of the
1960s, the Warner Archive provides a gift: the first DVD release of "The
Scorpio Letters", one of the more obscure 007-inspired espionage films
of the era. Produced by MGM, the movie was shown on American TV in early
1967 before enjoying a theatrical release in Europe. It seems the
studio was trying to emulate the strategy that it was employing at the
time for its phenomenally popular "Man From U.N.C.L.E." TV series. That
show had proven to be such a hit with international audiences that MGM
strung together two-part episodes and released them theatrically. (Three
films were released in America but a total of eight were shown in
international markets.) As "The Scorpio Letters" was produced with a
theatrical run in mind, it has a bit more gloss than the average TV
movie, which was then a genre in its infancy. Nevertheless, it still has
all the earmarks of a production with a limited budget. Although set in
London and France, you'd have to be pretty naive to believe any of the
cast and crew ever got out of southern California. Grainy stock footage
is used to simulate those locations and there is ample use of the very
distinctive MGM back lot, which at times makes the film resemble an
episode of "The Man From U.N.C.L.E." What the movie does provide is some
nice chemistry between its two lead actors, Alex Cord, who had recently
acquitted himself quite well in the underrated 1966 big screen remake
of John Ford's "Stagecoach" and Shirley Eaton, then still riding the
wave of popularity she enjoyed as the iconic "golden girl" from the Bond
blockbuster "Goldfinger". The two play rival spies in London, both
working for different British intelligence agencies, though whether it
is MI5 or MI6 is never made clear.
The film is based on a novel by Victor Caning that had been adapted
for the screen by the ironically named Adrian Spies, who had a long
career working primarily in television. (Curiously, his one credited
feature film was for the superb 1968 adventure "Dark of the Sun" (aka
"The Mercenaries".) There is nothing remarkable about his work on "The
Scorpio Letters". In fact, Spies provides a rather confusing plot. The
film opens on a jarring note with a man taking a suicidal plunge from
his apartment window in London. Turns out he was a British intelligence
agent and the reasons for his suicide are of great interest to the
higher ups in the spy business. Alex Cord plays Joe Christopher, an
American ex-cop who now does work for one of the intelligence agencies
run by Burr (the ever-reliable Laurence Naismith). Burr orders him to
get to the bottom of the suicide case and in doing so, Joe gains access
to the dead man's apartment just in time to encounter a mysterious man
stealing a letter addressed to the dead agent. A foot chase ensues that
ends with both men getting struck by a London double decker bus (yes,
MGM had one of those laying around the back lot.) Still, Joe manages to
steal back the letter the man had swiped and finds it is obviously a
blackmail attempt made against the dead agent by a mystery person who
goes by the name of Scorpio. From there the plot gets rather confusing
and becomes one of those thrillers that is best enjoyed if you stop
trying to figure out who is who and just sit back and enjoy the ride.
Joe flirts with Phoebe Stewart (Shirley Eaton), who works in another
intelligence agency. It appears her boss and Joe's boss are constantly
trying to undermine each other in the attempt to solve major cases.
Phoebe makes an attempt to seduce Joe, but he correctly suspects that
she is trying to compromise him for information he knows about the case.
Inevitably, a real romance blossoms but the love scenes are pretty
mild, perhaps due to the fact that this film was made with a television
broadcast in mind. (The plot invokes the old joke of having the would-be
lovers get interrupted every time they attempt to get it on.)
Joe gets a lead that takes him to Paris where he discovers that
Scorpio is the man behind a shadowy spy network that uses agents
employed as waiters in an upscale restaurant. I imagine the reason for
this is explained somewhere along the line but it's just one more
confusing element to the script. Joe infiltrates the spies/waiters gang
in the hopes of finding out who Scorpio is. Meanwhile, in the film's
best scene, he is exposed, captured and tortured. There is even a
modicum of suspense as there appears to be no logical way he will get
out of this particular death trap. Refreshingly, Joe is no 007. He makes
miscalculations, gets bruised and beaten and often has to rely on the
intervention of others to save him. (In the film's climax, finding
himself outmanned and outgunned, he actually does the logical thing and
asks someone to call the local police for help.) Ultimately, Scorpio is
revealed to be one of those standard, aristocratic spy villains of
Sixties cinema. In this case he is played by the very able Oscar Beregi
Jr. If you don't know the name, you'll know his face, as he excelled in
playing urbane bad guys in countless TV shows and feature films of the
era. There are numerous kidnappings, shootouts, double crosses and red
herrings and one bizarre sequence that is ostensibly set in a French ski
resort in which the ski lift is inexplicably in operation even though
it's summer. Additionally, the California mountains look as much like
France as Jersey City does.
Despite all of the gripes, I enjoyed watching "The Scorpio Letters".
It's an entertaining, fast-moving diversion, directed with unremarkable
efficiency by Richard Thorpe (his second-to-last film). Cord makes for a
very capable leading man, tossing off the requisite wisecracks even
while undergoing torture. Eaton possesses the kind of old world glamour
you rarely see on screen nowadays. Together, they make an otherwise
mediocre movie play out better than it probably should. (A minor trivia
note: this represents the first film score of composer Dave Grusin, who
would go on to become an Oscar winner.)
The Warner Archive DVD transfer is very impressive and the film
contains an original trailer, which presumably was used in non-U.S.
markets.
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(Welch in a publicity photo for the 1967 spy film "Fathom".
(Cinema Retro Archive)
By Lee Pfeiffer
Raquel Welch, the actress who took the international film industry by storm with her appearance in the 1966 remake of the fantasy film "One Million Years B.C.", has passed away after a brief illness. Welch was one of the last of the so-called "Glamour Girls" of this period; actresses who were chosen primarily for their looks and measurements as opposed to their acting abilities. But Welch defied the odds and didn't prove to be a flash-in-the-pan in terms of popularity. She was one of the last of the big studio contract players- in this case 20th-Century-Fox, which meant she could only make films for another studio if Fox approved. She had little say over the films she appeared in during this period and she would later look back on them with disdain. However, retro movie fans would be largely defensive of many of these films, as they cast her opposite popular leading men of the period as Frank Sinatra, Ernest Borgnine, Stephen Boyd, Jim Brown, Burt Reynolds, Robert Wagner, Edward G. Robinson, James Stewart and Dean Martin. Among her best films of this era were "100 Rifles", "Fantastic Voyage", "Bandolero!", "The Biggest Bundle of them All" and "Lady in Cement". Some were duds, such as the misguided thriller "Flareup" and the disastrous sex comedy "Myra Breckinridge". She became an instant pop culture icon due to the famous photo of her as a cavegirl sporting a fur bikini in "One Million Years B.C." Teenage boys around the world had the resulting poster adorning their bedroom walls. In the early 1970s, she played vengeance-driven female gunslinger in the Western "Hannie Caulder", a victim of Richard Burton's lady killer in "Bluebeard", a roller derby queen in "Kansas City Bomber" and a member of the all-star cast in the murder mystery "The Last of Sheila". By the mid-190's, she played a comedic co-starring role in the big budget version of "The Three Musketeers" and its sequel "The Four Musketeers". Critics finally acknowledged that she could act and should be judged by her talent and not her image as a voluptuous sex symbol.
(Welch in her first leading role in "Fantastic Voyage" (1966).
(Photo: Cinema Retro Archive)
When the prime big screen roles began to vanish, Welch suspected it may have been due to her suing MGM over age discrimination when she was fired as the leading lady in the film "Cannery Row" and replaced by Debra Winger. The studio countered that Welch had acted unprofessionally on the set. She won the case and $10 million in damages but it seemed to make studios reluctant to hire her again. Nevertheless, she successfully reinvented herself with live shows on stage including an acclaimed leading role in the Broadway production of "Victor/Victoria". She also scored with a funny self-deprecating appearance as herself in "Seinfeld" in which she was presented as an obnoxious, hot-tempered diva.
Welch kept a low profile in recent years and was rarely seen in public. She was married four times and is survived by a son and daughter. Despite her sex symbol image, she was always proud that she never gave in to offers to appear nude on screen or in print. She was the one who got away, said a disappointed Hugh Hefner who couldn't use influence or money to lure her to the pages of Playboy.
Burt Bacharach, one of the most prolific musical talents in the modern history of the art form, has died from natural causes at age 94. Bacharach was a rare artist who was honored with Grammy, Oscar and Tony awards. His list of pop hits crossed the charts from easy listening to becoming major hits on rock radio stations. He had long and fruitful collaborations with lyricist Hal David and singer Dionne Warwick, who had some of the biggest hits of her career singing Bacharach songs. He had long feuds with both artists but would eventually reconcile with them. Movie buffs are well-acquainted with Bacharach's contributions to the music of the film industry beginning with his campy but beloved theme song "Beware of the Blob" for the 1958 early Steve McQueen sci-fi film. He wouldn't dwell in the "B" movie realm for long, however. He wrote the hit title theme for "What's New Pussycat"?, a major early career success for Tom Jones. He also wrote the classic title theme for "Alfie", which was sung in the film by Cher. However, both Dionne Warwick and Cilla Black would have hit cover versions of the song. Bacharach won two Oscars for the 1969 film "Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid" for both the musical composition and for the classic song "Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head". He would also win a Best Song Oscar for "The Best That You Can Do", the theme from the 1980s comedy "Arthur". Bacharach also composed "The Look of Love", one of the most recorded romantic songs of all time. The song appeared, perhaps improbably, in the madcap 1967 big screen spoof version of the first James Bond novel "Casino Royale". It was nominated for an Oscar, as well. The song inspired Mike Myers to create the Austin Powers character and films, which were heavily influenced by "Casino Royale". Bacharach did suffer a major career disappointment when he wrote the score for the ill-fated 1973 musical remake of "Lost Horizon", the failure of which was said to send him into a prolonged funk.
Bacharach was good to his word that he would never retire and continued to work almost to the end of his life, writing new songs and even performing with Elvis Costello and Dr. Dre, an indication of the timelessness and wide popularity of his work. For more about his life, click here.
Michael Winner emerged as a promising young director/screenwriter/film editor in the early 1960s and his career gained momentum when the mod movement of the mid-Sixties made London the go-to place for everything and everyone who was hip. Winner fit into that category very neatly. He was wealthy, charismatic, talented and very much a key member of the city's thriving social scene. He made offbeat comedies that appealed to young audiences such as "The Jokers" and "I'll Never Forget What'sis Name". Soon he was making big studio films and was accorded substantial budgets to do so. He was quite diverse in his subject matter. "Hannibal Brooks" was a WWII comedy, "The Games" a drama set at the Olympic, "The Nightcomers", an ambitious prequel to Henry James's classic ghost story "The Turn of the Screw". He made good Westerns such as "Lawman" and "Chato's Land" and his numerous collaborations with Charles Bronson were crucial in finally elevating Bronson to major star status after being regarded as a reliable character actor for many years. Winner's biggest hit starred Bronson: the 1974 urban thriller "Death Wish" that perfectly reflected the real-life paranoia of America's soaring crime rate. The film was provocative and controversial, much to Winner's delight, and it made a ton of money. But soon after, Winner's fortunes in cinema began to decline. He seemed to have backward momentum and most of his films were poorly received by critics and audiences, even though occasionally a few proved to be underrated including his 1978 remake of "The Big Sleep" that was fittingly as confusing as the classic original.
One of Winner's least-remembered films from this era is "Firepower", released in 1979, which starred James Coburn and Sophia Loren. Like most of Winner's recent movies, it didn't light any fires at the boxoffice, but it has an impressive cast and production values that elevate the film above the embarrassing "Death Wish" sequels Winner would later preside over that gave him a resurgence of relevance. The film literally opens with a bang when a scientist opens a letter bomb and is blown to smithereens. He's the husband of Adele Tasca (Sophia Loren), who suspects the assassination was orchestrated by her husband's employer, the mysterious billionaire Karl Stegner, because he had discovered that Stegner was distributing a drug that could result in patients contracting cancer. Stegner is also wanted by the U.S. government for high-end criminal activities. There's one major problem: Stegner maintains a Howard Hughes-like lifestyle and no one even knows what he looks like. FBI agent Frank Mancuso (Vincent Gardenia) leans on crime figure Sal Hyman (Eli Wallach) to use his connections to locate Stegner in return for having pending criminal charges against him dropped. Hyman, in turn, reaches out to another man of mystery, Jerry Fannon (James Coburn), to get the job done in return for an eye-popping fee. Fannon is the ultimate Mr. Fix-It, having pulled off seemingly impossible tasks for other shady characters. Fannon enlists his trusted right-hand man, Catlett (O.J. Simpson) for the assignment and the two set off to the island of Curacao in the Caribbean, where he has learned Stegner is residing in a seaside mansion protected by an army of bodyguards who report to his top assistant, Leo Gelhorn (George Grizzard, successfully cast against type in an action role.)
Things get complicated when Adele arrives on the scene, ostensibly to find a way to expose and kill Stegner herself. But Fannon soon sees she might actually be in league with her husband's murderer. As with scenarios of this type, Fannon is welcomed into Stegner's hacienda by his prey. In this case, Stegner remains unseen but Fannon is afforded some courtesies by Gelhorn and Stegner's personal physician, Dr. Felix (Tony Franciosa). The Bond-like scenario finds heroes and villains exchanging witticisms and veiled threats very politely over drinks in a luxurious environment. Of course, the detente doesn't last long and the action becomes frequent and explosive. There's a goofy and thankfully brief subplot that finds Coburn face-to-face with his exact double, who he employs as part of his strategy but the screenplay by frequent Michael Winner collaborator Gerald Wilson affords some unexpected plot twists and genuine surprises and Winner handles the action scenes very well indeed, even if they not very original. For example, Coburn employs a bulldozer to demolish a house, which is fun to watch, but Robert Mitchum had already performed the same feat on screen a couple of years before in more spectacular fashion in "The Amsterdam Kill". The gorgeous Caribbean locations add a degree of luster to the production. The cast comes through, with Coburn especially fun to watch. Loren, who was paid $1 million to appear in the film, looks sensational but the role is somewhat underwritten and the inevitable romantic moments between Coburn and Loren's characters are rather dull and perfunctory. Eli Wallach and Vincent Gardenia are relegated to extended cameo roles and the film ends with a strange but welcome brief appearance by Victor Mature that is played for laughs.I should also mention the impressive stunt work performed by Terry Leonard and his crew.
(Warning: the video below contains spoilers!)
"Firepower" was produced by Sir Lew Grade, who originally had Charles Bronson agree to star in the film. At the last minute, Bronson pulled out and Grade considered canceling the production. However, he had already sunk a good deal of money into the project and signed James Coburn as the lead. Coburn would later recall, "I did it for the money, the locations (the Caribbean islands) and
to work with Sophia Loren. The director was Michael Winner. He’s
probably one of the weirdest guys I’ve ever met. Yet, I thought he was a
good guy when I first met him. But when he got on the set, he was
almost like a total dictator. I found it hard to
work for that way. The most fun I had was when I got to drive a
bulldozer through a
house in the islands." For all the effort, the film was greeted with negative reviews and a weak boxoffice take. The movie is available on Blu-ray as a collaboration between Kino Lorber and Scorpion Releasing. The transfer looks great and the disc includes the original trailer.
Audie
Murphy plays himself in “To Hell and Back,” available on Blu-ray from Kino
Lorber. When I was a kid, the name Audie Murphy was very familiar to me and my
friends as the most decorated American soldier of WWII. And if that wasn’t
enough to make me an Audie Murphy fan, he was also the star of countless movie
westerns which I watched on repeat airings on TV. When “To Hell and Back” made
the rounds on TV, all other activities stopped so we could watch his Medal of
Honor exploits on the small screen, and then replay them in our minds in the
weeks that followed. We imagined killing Nazis on our way to and from grade
school. Thoughts and countless discussions about driving Jeeps with mounted .50
caliber machine guns, jumping sand dunes ala “The Rat Patrol,” and driving half-tracks
and Sherman tanks while firing rounds on the enemy.
The
film, which was released in 1955, opens with an introduction by retired four-star General Walter Bedell
Smith setting the stage for meeting a young Audie at home in rural northeastern
Texas in 1937. Born in 1925, he was part of a large family, abandoned by their
father and left alone after their mother died, leaving his younger siblings in
foster care. Murphy left school to work and help care for his family at the age
of 12. His skills at hunting and using a gun would aid him during his military
service. Underage after the attack on Pearl Harbor, his older sister helped
falsify his records so he could enlist in the Army. After basic training at Ft.
Lewis, Washington, Murphy shipped to North Africa, but he saw no action as the enemy
had just surrendered. Murphy isn’t thought of too highly at this point in the
story, by his peers or his commanding officers.
The
story shifts to the invasion of Sicily followed by the invasion of Italy and then
combat in France where Murphy distinguishes himself in battle and receives
America’s highest military honor, the Medal of Honor. The movie moves along at
a brisk pace but we never really get to know his buddies and the bonds they
created, as the focus is oncus on the action set pieces and deaths of his
friends. Murphy is promoted from private to platoon sergeant and then to a field
commission to second lieutenant. The movie depicts the highlights from his real
life exploits including when he singlehandedly takes on an army of advancing
German soldiers by firing the machine gun on a burning Sherman tank and halting
the German advance, thereby saving the lives of many Americans. Murphy was
severely wounded and suffered the rest of his life from what is now commonly
known as Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Murphy is credited with killing an
estimated 240 German soldiers and wounding and capturing far more. It’s almost
too much to expect so much can be told in a movie with a running time of 106
minutes.
Murphy
released his autobiography, “To Hell and Back,” in 1949 which became the basis
for this film. Murphy declined the offer to attend the Military Academy at West
Point, but remained an Army Reserve officer and served in the Texas National
Guard, retiring with the rank of Major. Murphy did accept the call to Hollywood,
along with fame, fortune and a gambling addiction. His successful movie career
began in 1948, mostly in Westerns, ending in 1969 after featuring in 44 movies.
He also starred in a troubled 1961 TV series “Whispering Smith” which some
deemed too violent for television. Murphy died in a plane crash on 28 May 1971.
He’s buried in Arlington National Cemetery and his grave is the second most
visited after President John F. Kennedy.
“To
Hell and Back” was a Universal production filmed at Universal Studios and on
location in California in widescreen CinemaScope. It’s a pity the production
didn’t do actual location filming in Italy and France, but this was uncommon at
the time. The movie was directed by Jesse Hibbs with a screenplay by Gil Dovel
based on Murphy’s best selling biography of the same name. Music was supervised
Joseph Gershenson making use of common Army songs and an otherwise sparse
score. It would be great if Hollywood saw fit to remake this story. The movie
became a huge hit and was Universal’s most successful film until the release of
“Jaws” in 1975.
The
disc features an entertaining audio commentary by Steve Mitchell and Steven Jay
Rubin. It’s worth watching the movie twice, the second time with the commentary
track which is like hanging out with a couple of buddies sharing anecdotes and
facts about the film. Their audio commentaries are always insightful and
entertaining and this one contributes greatly to this Blu-ray release which is
a worthy upgrade from previous DVD versions released over the years. The other
extras are the trailer for this and other Kino Lorber titles. I highly
recommend this disc for Audie Murphy fans and fans of military movies.
I
did not see William Friedkin’s version of Reginald Rose’s 12 Angry Men
when it premiered on Sunday, August 17, 1997 on Showtime, although I wish that
I had as it would not have seemed as dated as it does today. Like many other
fine dramas, 12 Angry Men originated as a 1954 teleplay for Studio
One and starred Norman Fell and Robert Cummings. The following year it was
staged as a play and finally directed as a film by Sidney Lumet in 1957 in
arguably its finest incarnation starring Henry Fonda as the lone juror out to
debate the fate of a teenager who may have killed his father in a moment of
rage. That star-studded interpretation bolsters excellent camera work and highly
lauded acting and makes for gripping cinema as Mr. Fonda attempts to get eleven
other jurors to reconsider their positions on whether the teen should be
convicted of murder and potentially face capital punishment, or if he should be
acquitted should there be reasonable doubt of his guilt. Forty years later, the
most obvious changes are in the casting. This time around, the judge is a
female (Mary McDonnell) and the jurors, unlike in Mr. Lumet’s version, are not
all white. Several of them are African-American and they come to blows with
each other at times. Jack Lemmon, who I loved as Shelley “The Machine” Levine
in Glengarry Glen Ross (1992), is Juror #8 who decides to stand against
the mob mentality that is comprised of Courtney B. Vance who I first saw in Fences
on Broadway in 1988; Ossie Davis who was wonderful in Spike Lee’s Do The
Right Thing (1989) as Da Mayor; George C. Scott who I loved in Patton
(1970) and The Changeling (1979); Armin Mueller-Stahl who played the
Nazi guard/grandfather in Music Box (1989); Dorian Harewood who played
Eight-Ball in Full Metal Jacket (1987); James Gandolfini who appears to
be auditioning his Tony Soprano accent; Tony Danza (yes, that Tony
Danza!) who is amusing as the juror itching to get to a ball game; Hume Cronyn
who was brilliant in The Gin Game (1981); Mikelti Williamson who I loved
as Al Pacino’s sidekick in Heat (1995); Edward James Olmos who was
creepy as Gaff in Blade Runner (1982); and William Petersen who was
never better than when he played Rick Chance in To Live and Die in L.A.
(1985).
For
those who have seen the 1957 film, everything from the film’s opening to the
poignant denouement are identical, so there are no surprise twists or changes.
This version is nearly a scene-for-scene remake, and it is shot on video rather
than film. The scenery is such that it replicates the deliberation room and
gives the feeling of the audience watching a play up close and personal. For a
remake, I would have thought that forty years hence would have made some
considerable alterations in the way the jurors speak to one another. Aside from
the inclusion of a few expletives to demonstrate the easing of social
conventions that have, incredibly, branded the film with a PG-13 rating, the teleplay
sticks almost verbatim to the 1957 film while managing to pad out the running
time to 117 minutes, a full 21 minutes longer than Mr. Lumet’s version. Even
1976’s All the Preseident’s Men with its multiple F-bombs, dropped
however casually, managed a PG-rating. The opportunity to update the story with
discussions of murder and justice, especially coming on the heels of the
explosion and proliferation of televised court proceedings and crime-based
television shows, the Rodney King beatings, race relations and the burning of
Los Angeles in 1992, and the O.J. Simpson trial, is all there for the taking
but is blatantly and noticeably eschewed. The lack of cell phones and the absence
of the then-six-year-old World Wide Web is also jarring as they were becoming
prevalent at the time of filming.
12
Angry Men is now available
on Blu-ray from Kino Lorber and is the most bare-bones release that I have seen
from them. The disc’s sole extra is the requisite trailer, this one for the VHS
release of the film. Mr. Friedkin has provided some terrific commentaries in
the past, most notably on The French Connection (1971), The Exorcist
(1973), and the aforementioned To Live and Die in L.A., and I would have
loved to have heard his thoughts on this release as he is such an entertaining
and informative speaker.
The
viewer has the choice of watching the film in either 1.33:1, which is the
original analog television aspect ratio, or 1.78:1 for anamorphically enhanced
high definition televisions.
It
has been twenty-five years since this version originally aired, and we are in
desperate need of 12 Angry Jurors comprised of men and women from
diverse ethnic backgrounds with the inclusion of examples of and discussions
regarding forensic science, computers, and DNA. The story needs relevance and a
much-needed facelift so that a fitting update is truly possible.
Steve McQueen and Robert Vaughn co-starred in the original 1968 blockbuster.
By Lee Pfeiffer
The Deadline web site reports that Bradley Cooper and Steven Spielberg will collaborate to bring the character of San Francisco maverick detective Frank Bullitt back to the big screen. Cooper will star as the character immortalized by Steve McQueen in the 1968 blockbuster. The film will not be a remake but, rather, a new crime thriller with Bullitt as the central character. The original film was made for McQueen's Solar Productions and his son and granddaughter will serve as Executive Producers of the movie, which remains known primarily for its groundbreaking car chase scene. The film was also a major critical success. It won an Oscar for Frank P. Keller's editing and was nominated for Best Sound. It was also nominated for five BAFTA awards including Best Director for Peter Yates and Best Supporting Actor for Robert Vaughn, who played an ambitious District Attorney at odds with McQueen.
In the mid 1960s Amicus Productions emerged as a Hammer Films
wanna-be. The studio aped the Hammer horror films and even occasionally
encroached on Hammer by "stealing" their two biggest stars, Christopher
Lee and Peter Cushing. The first Amicus hit was "Dr. Terror's House of
Horrors", released in 1965 and top-lining Lee and Cushing. The format of
various horror tales linked by an anthology format proved to be so
successful that Amicus would repeat the formula over the next decade in
films such as "Tales from the Crypt", "Vault of Horror" and "The House
That Dripped Blood". The studio cranked out plenty of other horror
flicks and by the mid-to-late 1970s Amicus was producing better fare
than Hammer, which had made the mistake of increasingly concentrating on
blood and gore and tits and ass to the detriment of the overall
productions. Occasionally-indeed, very rarely- Amicus would branch out
from the horror genre and produce other fare. (i.e. the Bond-inspired
"Danger Route" and the social drama "Thank You All Very Much") but the
studio was out of its element when it came to producing non-horror
flicks. A particularly inspired offbeat entry in the Amicus canon was
the 1970 production "The Mind of Mr. Soames", based on a novel by
Charles Eric Maine. The intriguing premise finds John Soames (Terence
Stamp) a 30 year-old man who has been in a coma since birth. He has been
studiously tended to by the staff at a medical institution in the
British countryside where a round-the-clock team sees to it that he is
properly nourished and that his limbs are exercised to prevent atrophy.
Soames apparently is an orphan with no living relatives so he is in
complete custody of the medical community, which realizes he represents a
potentially important opportunity for scientific study- if he can be
awakened. That possibility comes to pass when an American, Dr. Bergen
(Robert Vaughn) arrives at the clinic possessing what he feels is a
successful method of performing an operation that will bring Soames "to
life". The operation is surprisingly simple and bares fruit when, hours
later, Soames begins to open his eyes and make sounds.The staff realize
this is a medical first: Soames will come into the world as a grown man
but with the mind and instincts of a baby.
Soames' primary care in the post-operation period is left to Dr.
Maitland (Nigel Davenport), who has constructed a rigid schedule to
advance Soames' intellect and maturity as quickly as possible.
Initially, Maitland's plans pay off and Soames responds favorably to the
new world he is discovering. However, over time, as his intellect
reaches that of a small child, he begins to harbor resentment towards
Maitland for his "all stick and no carrot" approach to learning. Dr.
Bergen tries to impress on Maitland the importance of allowing Soames to
have some levity in his life and the opportunity to learn at his own
pace. Ultimately, Bergen allows Soames outside to enjoy the fresh air
and observe nature first hand on the clinic's lush grounds. Soames is
ecstatic but his joy is short-lived when an outraged Dr. Maitland has
him forcibly taken back into the institute. Soames ultimately rebels and
makes a violent escape into a world he is ill-equipped to understand.
He has the maturity and knowledge of a five or six year old boy but
knows that he prefers freedom to incarceration. As a massive manhunt for
Soames goes into overdrive, the film traces his abilities to elude his
pursuers as he manages to travel considerable distance with the help of
well-intentioned strangers who don't realize who he is. Soames is
ultimately struck by a car driven by a couple on a remote country road.
Because the lout of a husband was drunk at the time, they choose to
nurse him back to health in their own home. The wife soon realizes who
he is and takes pity on him- but when Soames hear's approaching police
cars he bolts, thus setting in motion a suspenseful and emotionally
wrenching climax.
"The Mind of Mr. Soames" is unlike any other Amicus feature. It isn't a
horror film nor a science fiction story and the plot device of a man
having been in a coma for his entire life is presented as a totally
viable medical possibility. Although there are moments of tension and
suspense, this is basically a mature, psychological drama thanks to the
intelligent screenplay John Hale and Edward Simpson and the equally
impressive, low-key direction of Alan Cooke, who refrains from
overplaying the more sensational aspects of the story. Stamp is
outstanding in what may have been the most challenging role of his
career and he receives excellent support from Robert Vaughn (sporting
the beard he grew for his next film, the remake of "Julius Caesar") and
Nigel Davenport. Refreshingly, there are no villains in the film. Both
doctors have vastly different theories and approaches to treating Soames
but they both want what is best for him. The only unsympathetic
character is a hipster TV producer and host played by Christian Roberts
who seeks to exploit the situation by filming and telecasting Soames'
progress as though it were a daily soap opera.
Amicus had a potential winner with this movie but it punted when it
came to the advertising campaign by implying it was a horror film. "The
mind of a baby, the strength of a madman!" shouted the trailers and the
print ads screamed "CAN THIS BABY KILL?" alongside an absurd image of
Stamp locked inside an infant's crib. In fact, Soames does pose a
danger to others and himself simply because he doesn't realize the
implications of his own strength- but he is presented sympathetically in
much the same way as the monster in the original "Frankenstein".
Perhaps because of the botched marketing campaign, the film came and
went quickly. In some major U.S. cities it was relegated to a few art
houses before it disappeared. In fact the art house circuit was where it
belonged but the ad campaign isolated upper crust viewers who favored
films by Bergman and Fellini but balked when the saw the over-the-top
elements of the ads.
"The Mind of Mr. Soames" is currently streaming on Amazon Prime.
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The summer of 1978 was one of the best summers that I can recall
from childhood. My grandmother took my sister and I to see Heaven Can Wait,
Warren Beatty's remake of 1941’s Here Comes Mr. Jordan. I immediately
took to Mr. Beatty’s interpretation of Joe Pendleton, despite not being an avid
fan of football. Two years later I was introduced to Jack Nicholson's work
when, in July 1980, I saw a broadcast of Mike Nichols’ 1975 film The Fortune
on ABC-TV in which he co-starred with Mr. Beatty, along with Stockard Channing.
It was not a particularly memorable film, but I enjoyed both of them in their
respective roles.
In the winter of 1981, Paramount Pictures released Reds, a
three-and-one-quarter hour long drama that Mr. Beatty wrote, produced, and
directed. I had seen the ads for the film and while traveling to and from New
York City with my Boy Scout troop to broaden our horizons of the world of art by
visiting the Museum of Modern Art. We spent a significant amount of time in New
York's Pennsylvania train station awaiting our journey home, which was an
education in and of itself. Aside from the cross-dressers and drug addicts,
there was a video playback system positioned near the rear of the terminal.
This advertising mechanism the name of which completely escapes me, was sponsored
by Paramount Pictures. It ran movie trailers on ¾” U-matic videotape for
several films released by the studio. One of them was Raiders of the Lost
Ark, my favorite film of that year, and another one was Reds. I
never had the opportunity to see Reds theatrically, and my parents correctly
figured that the film would have gone way over my head. The prospect of sitting
in a theater for nearly three-and-a-half hours did not sit well with them,
understandably so. Movie theater seats in those days were simply not
comfortable. I did not catch up with Reds until many years later, but
the film has finally found its way restored on Blu-ray for its 40th
anniversary. I’m finally getting around to review it.
If there is anything that can be said about this film, Reds
is about many things. It is a love story, it is an ambitious work, it is the
brainchild of a man who managed to pull off an extraordinary feat of
filmmaking, and it is arguably the last of the big-budgeted sprawling epics of
the time, following Michael Cimino’s failed Heaven’s Gate from the
previous year. While I am not completely understanding of the ideologies in the
politics involved, I can safely say that Reds is probably not the sort
of film that would be green-lit today, as the climate of filmmaking now is
completely different than it was four decades ago.
Reds opened on Friday, December 4, 1981 nationwide, however the story it
depicts begins sixty-six years earlier in 1915 when Louise Bryant, expertly
portrayed by Diane Keaton who had already appeared in TheGodfather
(1972) and The Godfather Part II (1974) and played opposite Woody Allen
in six films, meets fellow journalist John Reed (Warren Beatty) at a Portland,
Oregon lecture. She interviews him in an hours-long session that compels her to
leave her stuffy husband (Nicolas Coster) and move with Reed to Greenwich
Village in New York City where she is introduced to anarchist and author Emma
Goldman (Maureen Stapleton, who won an Oscar for her performance) and Eugene O’Neill
(Jack Nicholson), the playwright.
Following a move to Provincetown, Massachusetts, Bryant and Reed
find themselves involved in the local theater scene. Bryant has realized that
her writing is what makes her truly happy, and her ideologies begin to align
with Reed’s, who is now involved in labor strikes with the Communist Labor
Party of America. These people are called “Reds,” hence the film’s title. While
Reed is off covering the 1916 Democratic National Convention in Missouri, Bryant
becomes romantically involved with O’Neill, the truth of which comes to Reed’s
attention when he returns to Massachusetts and finds a letter O’Neill wrote
Bryant inside the pages of a book. Despite this, he still loves Bryant and
after marrying, they move to upstate New York. However, a fight ensues when
evidence of his own affairs comes to light, which causes Bryant to take a
position of war correspondent in Europe, a role that Reed also follows despite
his doctor’s admonitions to slow down. The Russian Revolution commences, and
Bryant and Reed are reunited.
Following an intermission (possibly the last major American film
to feature one, not counting Serio Leone’s Once Upon a Time in America in
1984), Reed publishes his famous Ten Days That Shook the World and
becomes inebriated on the ideals perpetuated by the Revolution and does his
best to introduce the United States to the political theory of Communism, the
antithesis of the beliefs espoused by Grigory Zinoviev (Jerzy Kosinski) and the
Bolsheviks. Unfortunately, the effects of typhus catch up with him following a
prison stint in Finland. The film’s most celebrated sequence is Reed’s return
to Moscow and his reunion with Bryant at a train station. His demise occurs
shortly thereafter, while Bryant can only look on, helplessly.
The supporting cast is excellent and the transfer on this Blu-ray is
beautiful. Cinematographer Vittorio Storaro added this film to his Oscar
collection following his win for his work on Francis Ford Coppola’s Apocalypse
Now (1979). He would later win again for Bernardo Bertolucci’s The Last
Emperor (1987), although not having even been nominated for his stunning
work on Signor Bertolucci’s The Conformist (1970), Last Tango in
Paris (1972) or Luna (1979) makes one scratch their head in
disbelief.
Reds was a
boxoffice bomb despite the fact that the film was nominated for Best Picture
and Beatty was named Best Director. Beatty’s sentimental look at a man who
espoused Communism was ill-timed for the beginning of the Reagan era.
There is a second Blu-ray added which consists of the same extras
that accompanied the 25th anniversary DVD edition:
Witness To Reds:
The Rising (SD, 6:29)
Comrades (SD, 13:30)
Testimonials (SD, 11:58)
The March (SD, 9:07)
Revolution, Part 1 (SD,
10:18)
Revolution, Part 2 (SD,
6:55)
Propaganda (SD, 9:11)
The
story of the making of this film and Paramount Pictures’ (which was owned by Gulf
and Western at the time) willingness to make it is a fascinating one. While the
film looks beautiful, I would have loved a running commentary from the major
performers giving their insights and memories of the making of the film. A
missed opportunity to be sure, but the film alone is enough to warrant the
purchase.
(The following press release pertains to the U.K. release)
STUDIOCANAL have announced the brand new 4K restoration of John Guillermin’s (Blazing Inferno, Death on the Nile)
Academy Award® Winning remake of iconic Hollywood classic, KING KONG (1976).
Starring Jeff
Bridges (The
Big Lebowski, Crazy Heart, True Grit) and Jessica Lange (Tootsie, American Horror Story),
and produced by Hollywood legend Dino
de Laurentiis (Flash
Gordon, Nights of Cabiria, Barbarella), this retelling of the
classic monster adventure film went on to jointly win the Academy Award® for
Best Visual Effects (Carlo Rambaldi, Glen Robinson and Frank Van der Veer), as
well as receiving Academy Award® nominations for Best Cinematography (Richard
H. Kline) and Best Sound (Harry W. Tetrick, William McCaughey, Aaron Rochin and
Jack Solomon). Jessica Lange was also honoured as Best new Actress for her role
at the Golden Globes that same year.
Now restored in 4K for the first time, STUDIOCANAL will re-release
the film across 4K
UHD Blu-ray, Blu-ray, DVD and Digital as well as a 4K UHD Steelbook from December 5.
New artworks have been created for the Home Entertainment releases
by graphic designer Sophie
Bland, and for the 4K UHD Steelbook release by Francesco Francavilla.
The 4K UHD will include a limited-edition poster of Sophie Bland’s artwork.
SYNOPSIS
Fred Wilson (Charles
Grodin), an employee of a large American oil company, has been
charged with a mission to find new oil wells. With a chartered boat, he sets
off on a journey to an uninhabited island in the South Pacific. On board is
also a stowaway: the palaeontologist Jack Prescott (Jeff Bridges) has
smuggled himself onto the ship, as he hopes to examine a rare species of monkey
on this island. On the way, after a violent storm, the expedition also takes on
board the shipwrecked Dawn (Jessica
Lange), who is floating in a lifeboat at sea. When the ship
anchors off the island, however, it turns out not to be as uninhabited as
everyone once thought. The natives of the island perform a strange ritual to
worship a larger-than-life ape named "Kong". As soon as they
catch sight of the blonde Dawn, they decide they have found their perfect offering.
ABOUT THE RESTORATION
This 2022 restoration is presented by STUDIOCANAL and Paramount
Pictures. The 35mm original negative was scanned in 4K and colour graded by
Paramount. The restoration and mastering was then carried out at L'Immagine
Ritrovata, under the supervision of STUDIOCANAL. The purpose of this
restoration was to give a new lease of life to the film for audiences to enjoy
on the big screen, and eventually on the smaller screen. A 4K DCP was created,
as well as a UHD HDR Dolby Vision master, to enhance the sharpness and
brightness in cinemas which is not usually possible with a standard HD master.
In addition there is a new, improved and cleaned up 5.1 audio.
STUDIOCANAL owns one of the largest film
libraries in the world, boasting nearly 7000
titles from 60 countries. Spanning 100 years of film history.
20 million euros has been invested into the restoration of 700 classic films
over the past 5 years.
SPECIAL FEATURES
· Extended TV
broadcast cut (unrestored)
· Audio commentary
with film historian Ray Morton
· Audio commentary
with actor and makeup artist Rick Baker
· Interview with
Barry Nolan
· Interview with
Bill Kronick
· Interview with
Scott Thaler and Jeffrey Chernov
· Interview with
David McGiffert and Brian E. Frankish
Film critic Ann Thompson worked on early John Carpenter movies as a press agent, including the original 1978 horror classic "Halloween", which is being reissued to theaters. Thompson recently reunited with the director and actress to reminisce about the making of "Halloween", which was made for a relatively small budget and became a boxoffice blockbuster. Carpenter also discusses how his superb remake of "The Thing" made him cynical about working with major studios after it under-performed at the boxoffice- a fate that was blamed on his ambiguous ending to the movie. Click here to read.
The year 1979 was a good one for vampires, cinematically speaking. John Badham's version of "Dracula" premiered starring Frank Langella in the film version of his Broadway hit, George Hamilton had a surprise success with the spoof "Love At First Bite" and German director Werner Herzog unveiled his remake of the classic German silent horror movie "Nosferatu: The Vampyre". The original version by director F.W. Murnau is still regarded by many as the greatest horror movie ever made. Indeed, the mere sight of the film's star Max Schreck (who was as eerie in real life as he was on screen) is enough to give you nightmares. Herzog's version was not only the best of the vampire films released in 1979, it is a fitting homage to the Murnau classic. Working with a relatively extravagant budget, Herzog produced a film that is eerie and unsettling. He refrains from going for quick shocks, relying instead on the overall unnerving atmosphere that resonates throughout the production. Perhaps the most iconic aspect of the film is Klaus Kinski's remarkable resemblance to the character played in the original by Schreck, who embodied what is perhaps the most unnerving movie monster of all time. Kinski's appearance mirrors that of Schreck but the actor brings his own persona to the role.
The film, based on Bram Stoker's novel Dracula, opens with Jonathan Harker (Bruno Ganz) leading an idyllic life with his beautiful young wife Lucy (Isabelle Adjani). His boss, Renfield (Roland Topor), induces him to make an arduous journey to Transylvania to visit the eccentric but rich Count Dracula, who has expressed interest in buying a house in Harker's town. Harker is enthused about the mission because of the financial rewards but Lucy has a premonition that the journey will have disastrous consequences. She pleads with him not to go but to no avail. Harker sets off over mountain roads that lead through deep forests. The nearer he gets to the Count's castle the more unnerved the local peasants are. They blatantly warn him to turn back, citing eerie disappearances and deaths associated with Dracula. Harker dismisses their concerns as the superstitions of unsophisticated people. However, upon arrival at Dracula's castle he immediately has second thoughts. The Count is a corpse-like, sinewy figure with almost impossibly long fingernails who talks in a whispery voice that is more menacing than comforting. In the cold dank castle, Dracula serves Harker a meal then becomes obsessed with sucking the blood from a small cut Harker has suffered from a kitchen knife. The Count assures him that's all just a homespun way of treating the wound. Harker, increasingly unnerved, realizes he has made a mistake in visiting the castle but it's too late to escape. Dracula notices a locket with Lucy's photograph in it and makes inquiries about her, much to Harker's distress. In the morning, Harker awakens to find he has been imprisoned in the castle- and worse, he has been the victim of a vampire. Having arranged the sale of the house to Dracula, he realizes he is in a race against time to return to his village before the Count arrives there. He is desperately ill, however, and fails in his quest. Meanwhile, Dracula has stowed away inside a coffin on board a cargo ship headed towards the town of his destination. Along the way, crew members begin to die mysteriously. By the time the vessel arrives in port, it is a ghost ship, devoid of any human life with only the captain's log hinting at the horror he has witnessed. Accompanying Dracula on board the ship were thousands of rats who now run amok in the town, spreading the plague. Harker is returned to Lucy by some kindly peasants, but he is very ill and in a zombie-like condition. Lucy is then threatened by the appearance of Dracula in her own bedroom and she realizes that the town is being victimized by a vampire, though no one believes her. As the plague takes its toll on the citizenry, the town falls into chaos- and Lucy becomes determined to kill Dracula even if she must do so by herself.
Herzog, who also wrote the screenplay, has fashioned a film that oozes menace to the extent that even before the appearance of Dracula, the movie has a sense of foreboding. It is a rather cold and emotionless film, more visually interesting than moving. Herzog seems to intentionally present his protagonists in a dispassionate manner. He provides cursory details of their lives but seems to be far more interested in making almost every frame a work of art. To a great degree he succeeded. There are images in Nosferatu that will haunt the viewer, but there's no getting around the fact that there isn't anyone the audience can truly relate to. Neither Harker or Lucy are ever seen as anything more than one dimensional characters. The silly eccentric Renfield is largely wasted in the latter part of the story. He does become a servant of Dracula but this plot device is disposed of rather quickly. Prof. Van Helsing (Walter Ladengast), who is generally presented as the hero in Dracula films, is shown here to be a half-senile old fool who realizes too late that a vampire may be running amok. Herzog provides plenty of memorable moments, among which are scenes of the town's rapid decay into death and disaster because of the plague. As Lucy walks through the town square, she witnesses doomed people acting out their final fantasies, whether it is indulging in a last sumptuous feast, dancing wildly or illogically stealing furniture from vacant stores. Composer Popul Vuh provides an appropriately eerie score throughout.
Herzog's Nosferatu is a poetic experience in many ways. It's leisurely pace and low-key tone make it one of the more unusual horror films you'll ever see. However, it can be deemed a success by virtue of the fact that he and Kinski brought relevancy to this remake of what many people believe is the greatest German film ever made.
The excellent Shout! Factory Blu-ray features both the German and English language versions of the film and a commentary track by Herzog, whose soothing, rather monotonous tone becomes somewhat mesmerizing. He provides interesting insights into the making of the film and this is complimented by the inclusion of a vintage "making of" production short that shows fascinating footage of Herzog and Kinski during production, including Kinski's rather arduous daily makeup sessions. Also included is a photo gallery showing great behind the scenes shots of Herzog at work. There are also a selection of superbly designed original trailers that truly convey the menace of the titular character.
Writer/director/producer Russell Rouse may
not be a household name, but his credits are pretty impressive. For instance,
he co-wrote the 1949 film noir classic
D.O.A. (and the 1988 remake). Russell also co-wrote and directed the 1956
western The Fastest Gun Alive which
starred Glenn Ford. He was nominated for an Academy Award for co-writing the
1951 drama The Well, and in 1959
Rouse finally won the Oscar for co-writing the Pillow Talk screenplay. Recently, the 1967 heist film The Caper of the Golden Bulls, which
was directed by Rouse, has been released on Blu-ray.
The Caper of the
Golden Bulls concerns
former bank robber Peter Churchman (Stephen Boyd) who is blackmailed by an old
flame (Giovanna Ralli) into stealing priceless jewels from a bank in Spain. Along
with his girlfriend (Yvette Mimieux) and his old crew, Churchman attempts to
pull off the dangerous heist during the annual “Running of the Bulls” festival.
Filmed on location in Spain, The Caper of the Golden Bulls is an
entertaining and well-done caper film which features fun performances from
Boyd, Mimieux and Ralli as well as from many other talented and familiar faces
(who all seem to be having a good time) such as Vito Scotti, Walter Slezak,
Clifton James, Jay Novello, Henry Beckman, Leon Askin, J.G. Devlin, Arnold Moss
and Noah Keen.
I thoroughly enjoyed this film. It’s a very
watchable caper flick with a strong cast, an involving story, solid direction
and beautiful locations. The cute film also benefits from a terrific musical
score by the great Vic Mizzy and lovely cinematography by Academy Award nominee
Harold E. Stine. I definitely recommend checking it out.
The Caper of the
Golden Bulls has
been released on Blu-ray from Kino Lorber. The film is presented in its
original 1:85:1 aspect ratio, the 4K transfer looks great and the audio is
clear. Special Features include an audio commentary by film historian Phillipa
Berry and trailers for the films Topkapi,
The Brink’s Job, Loophole, The Real McCoy, The Mercenary and The Neptune Factor.
When Trappist Monk Ambrose
(Marty Feldman) is told by Brother Thelonious (Alfred Hyde-White), the abbot of
the monastery, that he must go out into the world to raise $5,000 to pay off
the church’s landlord, he begs him not to make him go. Ambrose was left on the
monastery’s doorstep as an infant and has never set foot out in the real world.
Universal’s “In God We Trust” (1980) is the story of what happens when a
totally innocent character confronts a corrupt world, including and especially
those who commercialize and capitalize on religion. In another sense, it’s also
the story of Marty Feldman, the British comedian with the bulging eyeballs who
believed you could tell the truth and make jokes about society’s sacred cows
and not pay a price for it.
Feldman co-wrote (with Chris
Allen), starred in and directed “In God We Trust,” (the full title of which is
actually, “In God We Trust; Give Me That Prime Time Religion.”) It was the
first film of a five-picture deal Feldman made with Universal after having a
hit with “The Last Remake of Beau Geste” (1977), and his breakthrough role as
Igor, the bug-eyed hunchback in Mel Brooks’ “Young Frankenstein.” “In God We
Trust” is a scathing satire on the big business of organized religion as
practiced by TV evangelists. The film is prophetic in terms of how it predated
the TV evangelist scandals of the mid-80s. Jim and Tammy Bakker, Jimmy Swaggart
and others would go down in infamy soon after the film was released. (Although
some infamy lasts longer than others. Jim Bakker is back on TV and Tammy is the
subject of an Oscar-nominated film.) It also warned of the dangers of mixing
church and state, something that has become part of American politics today.
The first person Brother Ambrose
meets after he’s kicked out of the monastery is Reverend Sebastian Melmoth
(Peter Boyle), a traveling minister who drives around in a church built on top
of a truck. The reverend takes him to Los Angeles and sets up his stand selling
Levitating Lazarus Dolls. “Step
right up, sinners!” the reverend says. “Take a miracle home with you! Get your
own Levitating Lazarus Doll! See him rise from the dead in the privacy of your
own home!”
His next encounter is with a
hooker with a heart of gold named Mary (Louise Lasser). She is, in fact, the
first woman Ambrose ever met and he’s surprised when she tries to hide from
cops by climbing up under his robe. When they stop at an outdoor lunch counter
they have a fairly hilarious discussion about sex, in which he tells her he
notices that girls are different from men. “You have legs and those bumpy
bits.” He ends up staying in her apartment, sleeping on the sofa.
Next day he goes out to look
for a job and is hired as a carpenter for P. Pilate Wholesale Religious
Novelties, nailing little plastic Jesus figurines to wooden crucifixes. It’s
not long until he has sex with Mary and goes into a church called The World
Wide Church of Psychic Humiliation, and tries to confess his sins. But the
priest’s hearing aid malfunctions and turns into a microphone blaring out
Ambrose’s detailed confession to anyone in hearing distance. When he comes out
of the church a crowd on the sidewalk gives him a big round of applause.
Ambrose next encounters TV
evangelist Armageddon T. Thunderbird (Andy Kaufman), head of the Church of
Divine Profit (CDP). The legendary Kaufman dressed in a White Elvis suit with a
snow white bouffant hairdo piled on top of his head gives an amazing
performance as a power mad preacher out to take over the world. He’s
headquartered in a high rise office building that has a replica of the Capitol
Dome on the roof. His private office is modeled after the White House Oval
Office. There’s a side door that opens into a private room where Thunderbird
converses with G.O.D., (General Operational Directorevator), a giant computer
containing God himself (Richard Pryor).
The script contains some ruefully
funny lines. When Ambrose tells world- weary hooker Mary that he thought the
meek were supposed to inherit the earth, she tells him: “The meek may inherit
the earth but not until the strong are finished with it. By that time, it won’t
be worth having.”
Rev. Thunderbird gets to
toss off one liners like: “You can
fool some of the people all the time.”When he discovers Rev. Melmoth’s idea of a
traveling church: “Mobile Churches!” he says. “Let’s run that up the crucifix
and see who genuflects!” On the importance of money, he says: “It takes money
to buy things. Who’s going to clothe you? J.C. or J.C. Penney?” He guilts his
audience with: “God is in intensive care and who put him there? You did!”
Thunderbird builds a fleet
of mobile churches, designed with familiar looking Golden Arches and a neon
sign on top that keeps track of how many million souls are being saved every
day. He dupes Ambrose into fronting the mobile church business by offering to
pay off the monastery’s mortgage. Things seem to be going all Thunderbird’s way
until Brother Ambrose has a private talk with G.O.D.
It’s hard to believe how
critics back in 1980 dismissed “In God We Trust” as a total failure. Even Roger
Ebert gave it one and a half stars and accused Feldman, among other things, of
thinking that “characters will seem funny if you give them a funny name.” The
movie deserved a better reception. That’s not to say it’s not without its
flaws. A little more care could have been taken with continuity. Some scenes
don’t seem to flow naturally into the next, and some of the comedy seems
forced. But overall it’s a highly entertaining film that has something
important to say.
Kino Lorber’s Blu-ray comes
with an exceptional audio commentary by Feldman’s close friend, writer Alan
Spencer, creator of the “Sledge Hammer” TV series (1986-1988). Spencer provides his explanation for “In God
We Trust’s” failure at the box office. In one scene Thunderbird cites numerous three-letter
conglomerates, starting with the Holy Trinity, including “ATT, RCA, GMC, ITT,
IBM FBI, MCA, KKK . . . .“ Universal
demanded that MCA, its parent company, be removed from the soundtrack. Feldman
had the right of final cut in his contract and refused. According to Spencer,
the studio cut Feldman’s legs out from under him by refusing to promote the
film and compromised its distribution when it was released. On top of that they
threw his five-movie deal out. Feldman was devastated. His next film,
“Slapstick of Another Kind,” (1984) was a Jerry Lewis flop that Siskel and
Ebert called the worst film of 1984. Feldman at least was spared hearing that.
He died in 1982 of a heart attack in Mexico while on the set of “Yellowbeard”
(1983), a pirate comedy starring Graham Chapman and Eric Idle. Mel Brooks took
the high road and attributed his death to his habit of smoking five packs of
cigarettes a day, drinking gallons of coffee and eating fried eggs every day.
The disc also includes a separate
audio commentary by film historian and author Bryan Reesman. Reesman has a
mile-a-minute style of delivery that sometimes is hard to keep up with but his
commentary contains loads of information. There are a number of trailers included
on the disc including a “Trailers from Hell” for “In God We Trust” with Alan
Spencer.
This is an important Blu-ray
release that hopefully will inspire a reevaluation of “In God We Trust.”
Highlyrecommended.
I will admit to a degree of bias up front.I’ve never been particularly enamored of
MGM’s 1941 interpret of Robert Louis Stevenson’s famed novella Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.And it occasionally bothers me that I’m
not.The so-called “Golden Age” of the
Horror film (1931-1948) has long been, and will likely always remain, my
favorite cinematic era.Since the start
of the home video revolution I dutifully acquired (and subsequently upgraded)
practically every monochrome classic – OK, and some not-so-classic – genre films
issued from that era to hold in my private collection.It was of little concern to me if a film was
the product of a major studio (Universal, Columbia, MGM, Warner Bros. et. al.)
or of a low-rent independent (Monogram, Republic or PRC).Practically every U.S and British film – as
well as few from the continent – would find its way into my home archive.
So it’s telling that prior to this Blu ray debut of
Victor Fleming’s Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde,
recently issued as part of the Warner Bros. Archive Collection, the only copy
I’ve held in my collection is the old Laserdisc of the title. Published in 1986
as part of MGM’s “Great Books on Video” series.I simply never had the desire to channel any additional discretionary
income into an upgrade of the film.So
in some way the arrival of this High-Def edition by WAC was welcome.It has allowed me the opportunity to reassess
long-held opinions or prejudices.
Similar to Stoker’s Dracula
(1897) and Shelley’s Frankenstein (1818)
monster, Stevenson’s Strange Case of Dr.
Jekylland Mr. Hyde (1886) stands
as the third point of the immortal crown of literary monsters: the trio of
select ghouls to have made a seamless transition from written page to the stage
to the silver screen.Though the most
celebrated earliest cinematic adaptation was the 1920 Paramount silent classic
featuring John Barrymore as the titular rogue, even that film version wasn’t
the earliest.Stevenson’s novella had
been brought to the silent screen on a number of earlier occasions (1908-1914),
though several of those earliest efforts are now thought forever lost in time.
Of the sound films, my favorite big screen adaptation of
the novella will forever be Rouben Mamaoulian’s 1931 Paramount remake featuring
Fredric March.In some manner of
speaking, Mamaoulian’s version is a bit more faithful to Stevenson’s original
work than MGM’s 1941 version, in other ways not.Stevenson’s conception of Mr. Hyde presents him
not as physical monster with deformities, but merely a compassionless, selfish
human whose heart has grown cold and actions sadistic.Hyde is described by Jekyll’s lawyer friend,
Gabriel John Utterson (a major character of the novella completely missing from
the Fleming version), as a sinister fellow with a “displeasing smile,” one who
appeared “pale and dwarfish.” Stevenson’s Hyde gave off “an impression of
deformity without any nameable malformation.”
But following in the wake of Universal’s box-office
success in 1931 with Tod Browning’s Dracula
and James Whale’s Frankenstein, it
was in Paramount’s interest to portray Fredric March’s Mr. Hyde as a feral
beast in a physical as well as psychological sense.The applied iconic make-up conjured by Wally
Westmore for March’s Hyde was certainly appealing to the “monster kid” in
me.When I was first introduced to
images of March’s Mr. Hyde first in the pages of Famous Monsters of Filmland and later via the (very) occasional
television broadcast, I was left duly impressed.As I was with the imaginative camera-trickery
rigged by Mamaoulian and cinematographer Karl Struss.The sight of March’s mirror-reflected
transformation from Jekyll into Hyde remains a stunning and impressive optical
effect to behold even in 2022.It must
have been mind-blowing to audiences some ninety-one years prior.
It’s not entirely clear why MGM chose to move forward
with their own version of the Stevenson work, but in November of 1940 the
trades were reporting that MGM was planning their own version of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde to feature actor
Spencer Tracy in the lead role.The
following month it was announced in Box
Office that veteran screenwriter John Lee Mahin (who had earlier adapted
Stevenson’s Treasure Island for MGM
in 1934) had been assigned scripting duties.In an interesting example of casting against type, the Pin-Up model and
screen vixen Lana Turner was contracted to play the role of a good girl done
wrong, with Swedish good girl Ingrid Bergman signed to portray a Cockney barmaid.It must be said, both actresses pull off their
respective challenges rather admirably.Production on Dr. Jekyll and Mr.
Hyde was to commence on Wednesday, February 5, 1941.
Despite the overall gloss of the MGM remake, Spencer
Tracy’s Jekyll and Hyde is not nearly as enigmatic nor tortured a character as
March’s was.Tracy’s a great actor of
course, no one is contesting that.And
I’m certainly not knocking his performance in the film; I’m sure he does all he
can in role with the material given him.But as the most essential component of cinema is in its visuals, Tracy’s
Hyde falls short - even if his presentation is more aligned with Stevenson’s original
descriptions.Tracy’s Hyde is violent
and malignant and an unpleasant suitor to both fiancé Beatrix Emery (Turner)
and Ivy Peterson (Bergman), the maligned barmaid he uses and abuses.But Tracy’s Hyde remains a decidedly human
monster in his appearance.Yes, he’s
sadistic and manipulative but his soul conceivably,
at least, might still be saved with a bit of religion, a session of drug
counselling, or an anger-management class or two.
David Hanna, a drama critic and entertainment writer for
the Los Angeles Daily News was hardly
the only critic who, upon the film’s release, registered disappointment with
Tracy’s physical non-transformation into the villainous Mr. Hyde.There had been a lot of Hollywood press
ballyhoo that the sound stage was to be closed to all visitors when Tracy’s
Jekyll-to-Hyde scenes were to be lensed.So the eventual ho-hum big reveal of the new “Mr. Hyde” was a crushing
disappointment. Hanna sighed, “The first time Tracy changed character the
make-up looked as though he just needed a brace on his teeth and a little
filling to make him appear a most respected member of society.”
This opinion was shared by London’s Picturegoer magazine. Their critic offered, the “scenes when Tracy
assumes a grotesque make-up are included to make one smile, rather than creep.”It’s true that Tracy’s Hyde is an
underwhelming sight to behold.No
physical personification of evil flashes before us.Tracy looks like someone who merely awoke
from a night’s bender: mussed hair, sagging dark bags under crowfeet lined
eyes, slightly askew, bushy eyebrows and a leering countenance.
Though Fleming’s Dr.
Jekyll and Mr. Hyde was far from a box-office disappointment, it certainly
wasn’t the impressive, timeless effort his two most recent pictures, The Wizard of Oz and Gone with the Wind, had been – and would
forever remain. Most critics seemed to agree Paramount’s 1931 was by far the better
film.Though some argued Tracy was so
capable an actor that he required “no gargantuan make-up to denote his
transformation from the good Dr. Jekyll into the evil Mr. Hyde,” others countered
this 1941 remake had problematic issues beyond make-up expectations.Mahin’s script offered a sprinkled layer of Freudian
psychoanalysis into the mix, a reinterpret sure to offer cinemagoers a lesser experience.As the critic from Picturegoer noted, “March’s ape man make-up, crude though it was”
managed to convey “a stronger sense of horror than Tracy’s milder conception,
which comes as sheer anti-climax.”
There is an interesting “art against expectation” side
note to all this.With the box-office of
Hyde underperforming, Variety reported in September of 1941
that MGM had chosen to “revise its national campaign on the picture.”The original campaign (“A Good Woman – A Bad Woman.He
Needed the Love of Both!”) hyped the film’s romantic elements at the
expense of its (admittedly minor) horrific elements.A new campaign was struck, the “too
prettified” and posh original publicity stills withdrawn. Replacement images
were ordered, MGM choosing to “slice into the film for a blowup of Spencer
Tracy’s face in the ‘Mr. Hyde’ impersonation.”This tactic and a new accompanying blurb (“It CHILLS you!Half-Man!Half-Monster!”) proved so successful in such
markets as Detroit, that subsequent regional exhibitors were requesting use of
the same ad mats used in that city’s exploitation campaign.
It’s possible there’s a gaggle of English professors who
prefer the 1941 version above all others, but neither this version nor the better
1931 film is faithful to the original source material.Mahin script is interesting as it mines and mixes
elements of both Stevenson’s work with ideas conjured by Oscar-nominated ’31
screenwriters Percy Heath and Samuel Hoffenstein.This is an “actor’s film.”There’s lots of long and drowsy oral discourses
that take place in tony parlors, but as an adventure of any sort it’s exciting only
in the smallest of episodes.Fleming and
Mahin’s version might have made for a compelling, intimate stage show, but as a
film it’s overlong and not terribly involving.
In its review of July 1941, a scribe from Variety hit the nail on the head:“It may be that Fleming, keeping closer to
the literal than spirit of the text, missed some of the more subtle points.”’31 Director Mamaoulian would likely agree with
that assessment.He boasted a few years
hence that his version of Dr. Jekyll and
Mr. Hyde remained the “best one ever made.”“Spencer Tracy is a very competent actor,” Mamaoulian mused to the St. Louis Post Democrat.“But the man who plays Jekyll has to be
superbly handsome.As Fredric March
was.Then the changeover to Hyde is
gripping.Tracy was miscast.”‘Tis true in MGM’s 1941 version the potion
brewed by Dr. Jekyll this time out was, at best, a weak tea.
This Warner Archive Collection Blu ray edition of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde is presented
here in a pristine 1080p High Definition 16x9 1.37.1 and DTS-HD Master 2.0 Mono
Audio.There’s hardly a visual blemish
throughout, and it is doubtful admirers of the film will find any fault with
this transfer.This is a bare bones
release, the set’s only special features are the film’s original trailer and
removable English subtitles.
In the 1970s and 1980s director Brian De Palma had some high
profile hits with Hitchcockian thrillers such as "Sisters", "Obsession",
"Dressed to Kill", "Blow Out" and "Body Double". De Palma's defenders
extolled the virtues of these films as clever homages to Hitchcock while
detractors accused De Palma of using The Master's formulas to make a
fast buck. In 1982 director Robert Benton jumped on the same bandwagon
with his own Hitchcockian project, "Still of the Night", which was shot
under the title "Stab" before the marketing campaign had been
re-evaluated. A few years earlier Benton had triumphed at the Oscars
with "Kramer vs. Kramer", taking home the Best Director Oscar. That film
also provided an important career boost for Meryl Streep, who also won
an Oscar for Best Supporting Actress. The two were reunited for this
project which stands out on both of their credentials as an odd choice.
Chances are that when you think of Streep's exalted status in the film
community today, the thriller genre is unlikely to come to mind. (Though
she did also appear in "The River Wild" and the remake of "The
Manchurian Candidate".) Benton, who had directed relatively few films to
date, was more accustomed to the genre and perhaps his involvement with
this flawed production can be explained by the fact that the basis for
the story (which he collaborated on with David Newman) was a real life
experience that found him obsessed with a woman who simultaneously
excited and frightened him. Certainly it's a sold premise for a thriller
and through much of the movie Benton provides a compelling scenario
complimented by two excellent actors: Streep and Roy Scheider. The film
falls apart in the final act when it begins to resemble less of a homage
to Hitchcock than an homage to De Palma's homages to Hitchcock- with a
dose of "Play Misty for Me" thrown in (i.e knife wielding killer attacks
protagonist on a balcony that overlooks the churning sea.) It's not
that "Still of the Night" is bad (though Streep has gone on record as
saying it is), it's simply that it hardly seems like it would ever have
been compelling enough to attract two recent Oscar winners.
The film opens in the office of New York City psychiatrist Sam Rice
(Scheider). Like most cinematic headshrinkers, he appears to need
psychiatric care more than his patients do. He's going through the
miseries of a divorce and seems bored and depressed. The only
significant female relationship he has is with his mother (Jessica
Tandy, who perhaps not coincidentally starred in Hitchcock's "The
Birds".) Sam's mundane daily routine takes a dramatic turn when he
discovers that a long-time patient, businessman George Bynum (Josef
Sommer) has been found stabbed to death in his car on a Manhattan
street. From this point some key elements of the story are told in
flashback sequences. Sam remembers Bynum as a sexual predator who had
been having an affair with one of his staff workers. Then he meets
Brooke Reynolds (Streep), a gorgeous thirty-something blonde who seems
both alluring and vulnerable. Bynum confesses that he is obsessed with
her and cut off his previous affair in order to engage in one with
Brooke. Shortly after Bynum's death, Sam is shocked when Brooke appears
at his office, nervous, unsettled and chain-smoking. (Yes, you could
smoke in an office in those days.) In the awkward conversation that
follows she says the purpose of her visit is to return a wristwatch that
Bynum had accidentally left at her apartment. She doesn't want to
return it herself for fear of alerting Bynum's widow about the affair he
was having with her. From minute one Sam is smitten and intrigued by
this quirky, jittery- and stunningly beautiful- young woman. He also
realizes that her cover story about the watch is thin. She actually
wanted to meet him. Shortly thereafter Sam is visited by
Detective Joe Vitucci (Joe Grifasi, channeling every personality cliche
you can think of when it comes to a New York City cop). He asks Sam if
he can shed any light on who might be Bynum's killer. Sam informs him
that anything he had discussed with Bynum would be protected under
doctor/client privilege...but he also finds himself unable to inform
Vitucci about Bynum's affair with Brooke. He realizes he is now obsessed
with her, just as Bynum was. He strongly suspects that Brooke is
Bynum's murderer but can't get her out of his mind. Like Bynum, he's
simultaneously sexually stimulated and terrified of her. Nevertheless,
he begins finding excuses to see her and his presence seems to have a
calming effect on Brooke. The friendship goes to another stage when she
responds to his kiss but Sam is too lacking in self-confidence to
actually seduce her. Meanwhile he begins to experience some eerie
occurrences. He believes someone is stalking him in the basement of his
apartment building. As he follows the mysterious Brooke on a nighttime
walk through Central Park (a chilling scenario for anyone in those
days), he finds himself alone and so unnerved that when a man jumps out
of the shadows to mug him, he is actually relieved to have another human
being on the scene. Director Benton knows that a sure-fire way to
ratchet up suspense is to put the protagonist in a creepy dark house or
in an equally unnerving location. However he goes to the well with this
plot device a little too often. For a man who lives in the heart of
Manhattan, Sam seems to wind up repeatedly in eerie, isolated places.
However, some of the sequences are genuinely suspenseful as in the scene
in which Sam is in the laundry room of his apartment building, deep in
the bowels of the basement. No one is around. There is total isolation
when suddenly the lights in an adjoining room inexplicably go out. You
can share his sense of increasing panic as he knows someone is
stalking him...but who and why? Refrehingly, Scheider portrays Sam as an
everyday guy, not a tough-as-nails hero. He's vulnerable both
physically and emotionally throughout.
The film's primary asset is its two stars, both of whom give intense and
very convincing performances. There are also the usual plot twists and
red herrings one would expect to find in a movie of this genre and
Benton for the most part manages to wring some genuine suspense out of
it even when he resorts to old gimmicks that include a dream sequence in
which Bynum is menaced by an eerie little girl (are there any other
kinds of little girls in dream sequences?) It's straight out of "The
Shining" but then again just about everything in "Still of the Night"
seems recycled, even though it manages to be engrossing right up until
the climax when Benton the screenwriter resorts to every time-worn
cliche imaginable: an old dark house, a sacrificial lamb character, a
vulnerable hero, a knife-wielding maniac...you get the picture. About
all that is missing is John Carradine as a mad scientist. The weak
ending feels like it was tossed together at the last minute and doesn't
retain the suspense or logic that Benton has managed to build
heretofore. Nonetheless, "Still of the Night" is still worth a look if
only for the performances and those few genuinely spooky sequences.
There
are a handful of Hollywood movies out there that successfully combined comedy
with the horror genre. Surprisingly, truly good ones are few and far between. Abbott
and Costello Meet Frankenstein (1948) is perhaps the quintessential example
of the genre mashup. It provided genuine thrills and some frights mixed in with
hilarious comedic bits. A more recent one that comes to mind is of course the
1984 megahit, Ghostbusters. There is no question that this Bill Murray
vehicle owes a great deal to the 1940 romp, The Ghost Breakers,
considered one of Bob Hope’s most beloved early pictures.
Based
on the 1909 stage play, The Ghost Breaker, by Paul Dickey and Charles W.
Goddard, the 1940 movie is actually a remake of previous adaptations. Both
Cecil B. DeMille and Alfred E. Green made silent films of the play in 1914 and
1922, respectively, and both of these versions are considered lost. In turn,
the 1940 The Ghost Breakers was remade by the same director, George
Marshall, as Scared Stiff (1953), which starred Dean Martin and Jerry
Lewis, and it is arguable that Marshall also helmed a very similar picture in
1945 entitled Murder, He Says, which starred Fred MacMurray.
After
the success of The Cat and the Canary (1939), yet another good example
of a Hollywood horror-comedy that starred Bob Hope and Paulette Goddard, the pair
was brought back a year later for The Ghost Breakers. Also starring
Richard Carlson, Paul Lukas, a young Anthony Quinn, and African-American comic
actor Willie Best, The Ghost Breakers was a popular hit that solidified
Hope’s place as one of the coming decade’s great talents.
Mary
Carter (Goddard) has inherited a spooky old mansion on an island off of Cuba,
and she plans to sail from New York to the island to inspect the place. Other
sinister forces—a foreigner named Parada (Lukas), the twin Mederos brothers
(Quinn, in both roles), and others not named here for the sake of spoilers,
also want the mansion because of a secret hidden within. Apparently it is also full
of ghosts, or so the legends say. During a classic situational and comedic
mix-up of mistaken identities, radio star Larry Lawrence (Hope) finds himself
trapped in Mary’s steamer trunk that has been loaded onto the ship to Cuba. Larry’s
loyal valet and friend, Alex (Best) stowaways to keep track of his boss. Once
on the island, Larry assumes the role of a “ghost buster,” since he’s obviously
fallen for Mary and wants to protect her from the bad guys. Throw in a handsome
historian, Geoff (Carlson), and the cinematic stew has enough complications and
plot twists to keep one entertained for the film’s brief 83 minutes.
Hope
is terrific, and one can easily see the development of his coward-with-bravado character
that he adapted for himself in pretty much all screen appearances, including
the “Road” pictures with Bing Crosby. Goddard is also winning, a perfect comic
and gorgeous foil for the tale. While the rest of the cast is admirable, one
must single out the great Willie Best, an actor who unfortunately was misused
by Hollywood—very typical in those days—to display a stereotype of the comic
black man with bulging eyes and slow dialogue delivery. (“Is you in there,
zombie?” he asks, knocking on a door.) That said, it is apparent that Best is brilliant
in comic timing, handling the demeaning characterization with utmost
professionalism. If The Ghost Breakers has a flaw, it is this. In
today’s climate, Best’s Alex is wince-inducing, but one can still appreciate
the man’s talent and competence.
Director
Marshall keeps the picture moving at a brisk pace, and the creepy aspects—while
certainly not scary today—are effective enough. Noble Johnson’s zombie is an
interesting take on that relatively rare creature (for the time), three years
prior to the Val Lewton masterpiece, I Walked with a Zombie.
Kino
Lorber’s new 2K master looks quite good in high definition, despite the age of
the material. There is an audio commentary by author and film historian Lee
Gambin that fills in listeners on all the trivia behind the movie. The only
supplement is a “Trailers from Hell” piece on the title by Larry Karaszewski,
and the theatrical trailer for this and other Kino releases.
The
Ghost Breakers is
for fans of Bob Hope, Paulette Goddard, Hollywood horror-comedy, and those
distinctive pre-war pictures that provided solid enjoyment in less than ninety
minutes.
In
the early 1980s, Israeli cousins and co-producers Menahem Golan and Yoram
Globus – the men behind then-thriving outfit The Cannon Group – decided that
they would like to add an old-fashioned style horror film to their burgeoning
library of titles. They approached director Peter Walker, renowned for a slew
of successful exploitation pictures throughout the 1970s, suggesting he create
something for the likes of Bela Lugosi, Peter Lorre and Boris Karloff, blissfully
unaware the three actors were dead. Regardless, Walker took the baton and ran
with it, the result being 1983’s rather splendid House of the Long Shadows.
Probably
best remembered for assembling icons of horror cinema Peter Cushing,
Christopher Lee, Vincent Price and John Carradine under one roof, House of
the Long Shadows didn’t wow critics at the time and with hindsight it’s
easy to see why. Times had moved on since the relatively harmless monster
flicks of the 1930s and 40s and audiences were becoming accustomed to seeing
grisly fare such as Friday the 13th, Halloween and the
nerve-shredding remake of The Thing. Nevertheless, Cannon had requested
a throwback to those old movies and that’s what Walker delivered, being sure to
tick all the requisite clichéd boxes; an imposing house, creaking floorboards,
lightning storms, hidden tunnels, furtive sideways glances, locked doors to
attic rooms, and a series of murders that wouldn’t be out of place in And
Then There Were None were all present and correct.
After
he was initially approach by Golan and Globus, Walker had tried unsuccessfully
to acquire the rights to restage The Old Dark House. He then turned to
screenwriter Michael Armstrong, who conjured up a story based upon the 1913
novel “Seven Keys to Baldpate” by Earl Derr Biggers, playwright and creator of
Charlie Chan. Shooting took place on location at Rotherfield Park in East
Tisted (near Alton) in Hampshire.
The
plot is a simple one. An American novelist (Desi Arnaz, Jr) accepts a $20,000
bet from his publisher (Richard Todd) that challenges him to write a classic
chiller in one night. He travels to Wales and pitches up in a long-unoccupied
manor house at Bllyddpaetwr – pronounced Baldpate – convinced that the
surroundings will furnish him with the all the inspiration he needs.
Unfortunately,his attempts to get started are hindered by the arrival of an
assortment of mysterious visitors who, as the night progresses, are revealed to
have more in common first apparent.
The
aforementioned titans of terror aside, joining them on screen are Walker
regular Sheila Keith (who only ever got to play unpleasant characters, yet by
all accounts was the sweetest woman you could hope to meet), Julie Peasgood,
Richard Hunter, Louise English and (fleetingly) Norman Rossington. What a
fantastic cast, eh?
But
naturally enough the big draw is the four main stars. Lee is his usual reliably
imposing presence, commanding your attention every time he’s on screen. Cushing
turns in a particularly memorable performance; hobbled by an endearing speech
impediment – he can’t pronounce his Rs – his character also gets to deliver one
of the film’s best bits of dialogue as he melancholically explains why he’s
such a timid man. Price meanwhile gets the cream pf the blackly pithy lines (upon
discovering the body of a character who’s been strangled with piano wire he
remarks, deadpan, “They must have heard her singing.”). Carradine appears to
struggle a tad, occasionally not looking too sure where he is (he was in his
late 70s at the time this was made), but his performance is nothing to be
ashamed of and somehow that adds to the quirky charm of the piece.
With
a runtime of 121-minutes, it’s a bloated affair and could certainly have lost
several scenes in which characters wander around lost in the maze of tunnels;
it doesn’t make for tedious viewing as such, but they fail to move the story
along. All the same, as the climax approaches there are some nifty little
twists and at the end of the day it’s a pleasure to watch, if only to bask in the
fun that Cushing, Lee and Price evidently had making it.
Neglected
for years, House of the Long Shadows finally got to see a belated
release to DVD ten years ago andRegion A Blu-ray from Kino Lorber a few years back. Fans can now rejoice; it has been
spruced up for a Region 2 Blu-Ray release from Fabulous Films, including a host
of worthy supplements. The film itself has always suffered from a slight
murkiness, but here it looks better than ever it has and is accompanied by an
optional commentary track from Peter Walker and Derek Pykett. The standout
among the bonus inclusions is a feature-length documentary, “Return to House of
the Long Shadows”, originally shot and directed by Pykett – who clearly holds
the film in great esteem – in 2012. Running only 15-minues less than the movie
itself, much like that it might have benefited from a little judicious editing,
but it’s nonetheless an invaluable treasure trove of information and
reminiscences. Built around a revisit to Rotherfield Park by Walker, actress
Julie Peasgood (who barely seems to have aged a day) and cinematographer Norman
Langley, it boasts an impressive collection of additional interviews with
actors Desi Arnaz, Jr, Richard Hunter and Louise English, production designer
Michael Pickwoad, production manager Jeanne Ferber, writer Michael Armstrong,
camera operator John Simmons, costume designer Alan Flyng and composer Richard
Harvey. Additionally, there’s a separate 15-minute interview with Walker, a
short step-through gallery of stills and a trailer.
A
Star is Born has
been made many times—as four Hollywood feature films, one television movie, and
one Bollywood picture. The 1937 original, produced by David O. Selznick,
directed by William A. Wellman, is often forgotten amongst the more recent
versions, such as the celebrated 2018 remake starring Lady Gaga and Bradley
Cooper.
For
this reviewer’s money, the 1937 A Star is Born is superior to them all.
Granted, it is obviously dated and one must place oneself within the context of
the period in which the movie was released. It is also not a musical, as all
the others are. The first version also deals exclusively with the motion
picture industry. The second one, released in 1954 and starring Judy Garland
and James Mason, did as well… but following adaptations went more into the
music professions of the characters and incorporated Grammy Awards rather than
Oscars. If you want A Star is Born without musical numbers, and there is
ample support that the piece works more realistically without them, then the
1937 version is for you.
The
Oscar winning story, by William A. Wellman and Robert Carson, was the basis of
all the remakes, but here it was the origin, turned into a screenplay by Carson,
Dorothy Parker, and Alan Campbell. The tale is by now familiar ground—a young
woman becomes a star overnight while simultaneously her husband experiences ruin.
A rise and a fall, all in lovely Technicolor!
Esther
Blodgett (Janet Gaynor) is an innocent but bright-eyed farmgirl who is intent
on making her way to Hollywood to become an actress. Against her father and
aunt’s wishes, but encouraged by her grandmother, Esther leaves the nest and
goes to Tinsel Town. She quickly learns that things are not so easy. With the
help of a neighbor, Danny (Andy Devine), who happens to be an assistant
director, she is placed in positions where she can “meet” people. Sure enough, she
encounters a big star, Norman Maine (Fredric March). Unfortunately, Norman’s
glory days seem to be behind him as the bottle has dictated a gradual descent in
popularity. Nevertheless, Norman is struck by Esther and finagles a screen test
for her with his producer, Oliver Niles (Adolphe Menjou). Oliver immediately
sees Esther’s potential, gives her the more marketable name of “Vicki Lester,” and
she is off and running. Promising to quit drinking, Norman asks Esther to marry
him, and she accepts. But as Esther/Vicki becomes more successful, Norman falls
off the wagon and their relationship goes off the rails.
There
is one scene that exists in all the versions of A Star is Born, and that
is when the husband embarrasses his wife during her moment of triumph at an
awards ceremony—here the event is the Oscars, as it is in the 1954 edition. The
moment is powerful and excruciating, and it is one of the reasons both Gaynor
and March were nominated for Best Actor and Actress for the film.
Producer
Selznick was known for overseeing lavish, gorgeous productions, and A Star
is Born fits the bill. Beautifully photographed in that distinctive, vivid
1930s Technicolor by W. Howard Greene (who received an Honorary Oscar for his
achievement), the picture displays the glitz and glamour of that bygone,
mythical Hollywood era. Director Wellman was nominated for his efforts, and the
movie was up for Best Picture (the category was called Best Production then).
Gaynor
is especially good, and March is always brilliant. The supporting cast—Menjou,
Devine, May Robson, Lionel Stander, and Edgar Kennedy—is stellar.
The
picture, while assuredly a drama that takes a hard look at the alcoholism
destroying Maine, is also striking for the amount of humor it contains. There
are many Hollywood in-jokes, such as when Gaynor impersonates several leading
actresses of the day when she is waitressing at a star-studded party. Stander,
Devine, and Kennedy, known for their comedic turns, also provide much of the
levity.
The
Warner Archive Blu-ray is a new, meticulous 4K restoration from the original
nitrate Technicolor camera negative, and it looks absolutely fantastic. In
keeping with Warner disks that employ “A Night at the Movies” supplements, this
one contains a treasure trove of extras. The 1938 cartoon, “A Star is Hatched,”
is one of those Looney Tunes that features Hollywood star caricatures, and it’s
hilarious. A 1937 comic short featuring Joe Palooka and Shemp Howard, “Taking
the Count,” is amusing, and two other vintage shorts—“Mal Hallett and His
Orchestra” and “Alibi Mark”—are also entertaining and indicative of the type of
fare one would see at the theater in those days. The disk also incudes two
different Lux Radio Theater broadcasts of the story—one from 1937 featuring
Janet Gaynor and Robert Montgomery, and one from 1952 starring Judy Garland and
Walter Pidgeon. The theatrical trailer rounds out the package.
This
new region-free Blu-ray edition from Warner Archive is a must for fans of any version
of A Star is Born. The 1937 original, though, is and will always be
grand entertainment. Highly recommended.
One
of actor/comedian Bob Hope’s most cherished films is Monsieur Beaucaire,
a 1946 remake of a Rudolph Valentino silent picture from 1924, both of which are
based on a 1900 novel by Booth Tarkington. Hope’s version, directed by George
Marshall, is certainly a loose adaptation because it turned what was a
historical romantic drama into a flat-out comedy.
Woody
Allen has been known to cite early Bob Hope movies as an inspiration for his
onscreen persona in the director’s early “zany†comedies like Bananas and
Sleeper. When one views something like Monsieur Beaucaire or My
Favorite Blonde (1942), the comparison is strikingly apt. Hope creates a
persona of nervous mannerisms, lack of self confidence masked by bravado, clumsy
but endearing interaction with the opposite sex, and witty one-liners. Beaucaire
exhibits Hope in fine form, producing a good deal of laughs as well as
swashbuckling action.
The
tale is set sometime in the 1700s. Beaucaire (Hope) is the royal barber to King
Louis XV (Reginald Owen). King Philip V (Howard Freeman) of Spain has suggested
a solution to prevent war between their two countries—marrying off Princess
Maria (Marjorie Reynolds) of Spain to a suitor of Louis’ choosing. Louis
decides that Duc le Chandre (Patrick Knowles), a dashing swordsman and lady’s
man, to be the lucky groom. Actually, Louis wants le Chandre out of France
because they both have eyes on the same woman, Madame Pompadour (Hillary
Brooke). Never mind that Louis is still married to the queen (Constance
Collier). Beaucaire is in love with scullery maid Mimi (Joan Caulfield), but
Mimi has loftier goals of seducing the king himself and being one of his mistresses.
After a series of mistaken identities, the king banishing both Mimi and
Beaucaire to Spain for something they didn’t do, and le Chandre being forced to
go into hiding because of another mix-up, the duke and Beaucaire trade places
and travel together while impersonating one another. In Spain, nasty Don
Francisco (Joseph Schildkraut) is determined to stop the marriage between Maria
and le Chandre because he wants war between Spain and France so that he
can usurp his king. Once in Spain, Beaucaire—as le Chandre—must juggle several
risky situations to keep up the subterfuge, help le Chandre and Maria (who do
end up falling in love), and finally win over Mimi.
As
with most Bob Hope vehicles, there are musical numbers, slapstick routines,
and, here, some swashbuckling set pieces, all in period costumes with those
wacky powdered white wigs (in fact, one early comic piece involves Beaucaire,
the king, and the powder). Joan Caulfield is a worthy foil for Hope, and
Patrick Knowles provides adequate straight man/dashing hero duties. The always
reliable Joseph Schildkraut makes a good slimy villain, and there are plenty of
other supporting folks who add merriment to the proceedings. Director Marshall
keeps the picture moving at a brisk pace, and the script by Hope regulars
Melvin Frank and Norman Panama is clever and sharp.
Kino
Lober’s new Blu-ray release is a high definition transfer that looks good and
does the job. Unfortunately, there are no supplements on the disk apart from
theatrical trailers from this and other Bob Hope titles.
Monsieur
Beaucaire is
for fans of Bob Hope, Hollywood comedies of the 1940s, and excuses to while
away approximately 90 minutes with a smile on the face.
The
mid-1960s were full of motion pictures that capitalized on the exotic,
globe-trotting James Bond adventures. Even if they weren’t particularly spy
films, they had the same flavor, or at least they attempted to capture a
similar magic. Cinema Retro has reviewed several of these movies in
recent weeks (e.g., Masquerade, Arabesque), and Gambit,
released in 1966, is another one.
Directed
by Ronald Neame, Gambit is a top notch caper flick, and a clever one to
boot. Written by Jack Davies and Alvin Sargent, from a story by Sidney Carroll,
the film might remind viewers of the excellent Topkapi (1964), which was
also an international heist tale.
Shirley
MacLaine receives top billing over the up-and-comer Michael Caine, whose star
was rising rapidly in those days. They make a wonderful pair, and the film’s
electricity derives solely from their chemistry together. Add the shrewd
script, Neame’s able direction, a lively score by the great Maurice Jarre, and
beautifully faked foreign locations (the movie was made in Hollywood, despite a
few second unit establishing shots), and the results are a winner.
One
of the more unique things about the script is that the first twenty minutes or
so depict the caper as it is planned to work. The entire heist is acted
out without a hitch, and our protagonists get away with a priceless antiquity.
But all that was only Harry’s (Caine) plot, being told to his accomplice, Emile
(John Abbott). The rest of the movie is the enactment of that plan, which of
course, goes wrong every step of the way. This is a movie about being forced to
throw the plan out the window and improvise, with the stakes much higher and
more dangerous.
Harry
wants to steal an ancient Chinese sculpture of a woman’s head. It just so
happens that Nicole (MacLaine), an exotic dancer in Hong Kong, looks exactly
like the face of the woman. The owner of the relic is allegedly the “richest
man in the world,†Shahbandar (Herbert Lom), who lives in a fictional Middle
Eastern country not unlike Egypt. It also just so happens that Shahbandar’s
deceased wife greatly resembled the statue, and thus, Nicole, too. Harry
promises Nicole a payment of $5,000 and a British passport if she will
cooperate in his scheme. Nicole is to dress in flashy Middle Eastern garb and
pose as Harry’s wife, and Harry fenagles a visit with Shahbandar. Harry is
counting on the rich collector to be so entranced by Nicole’s looks that Harry
will be able to case the house, steal the statue, and escape in less than a
day. Unfortunately, Shahbandar is not the pushover Harry thinks he is. The man
is one step ahead of the thieves, and Harry must quickly alter his scheme on
the fly. And, naturally, neither Harry nor Nicole expected to fall in love with
each other, either!
This
is fun stuff, and it’s all presented in a playful, tongue-in-cheek manner that
is characteristic of the genre and the era in which these types of movies were
made. The heist sequence is especially smart. Who knew Shirley MacLaine was so
flexible? (You’ll have to see the movie.) Incidentally, the film was nominated for three Oscars: Art Direction, Sound and Costume Design.
Kino
Lorber’s new Blu-ray showcases Clifford Stine’s colorful cinematography, and it
looks lovely. The movie comes with two different audio commentaries—one an
archival track by director Neame, and a newer one by film historians Howard S.
Berger, Sergio Mims, and Nathaniel Thompson. The theatrical trailer is
included, along with other Kino Lorber trailers.
Gambit
is
for fans of Shirley MacLaine, Michael Caine, 1960s-era crime adventures, and
old-fashioned romps at the movies.
(Note: the film inspired a quasi-remake in 2012 starring Colin Firth, Cameron Diaz and Alan Rickman.-Ed.)
My introduction into the world of the late horror film director Wes
Craven’s films came in October 1977 when I began seeing ads in my local
newspaper for his film The Hills Have Eyes. The image of actor Michael
Berryman as Jupiter, with his bald head and serious grin, I will not lie,
freaked me out. Twenty-one years later I would meet him at a horror film
convention, and he could not have been nicer – but that is beside the point! I did
not know what the movie was about, but it sported an R-rating, and it did not
look like anything that I could ever sit through at the age of nine. I would
later learn that I was correct. I finally caught up with Hills in the
summer of 1984 on a television broadcast, three years into my newfound love of
horror films. I found it to be fairly terrifying, even during an afternoon viewing.
Around the same time, I obtained Mr. Craven’s lesser-known film, Deadly Blessing
(1981), which also featured Mr. Berryman, on CED, which
takes place in the Amish Country. It is more of a supernatural film, but I
enjoyed it just the same.
Everything changed when, in early November 1984, I saw the television
trailer for Mr. Craven’s new film, A Nightmare on Elm Street, which
introduced audiences to the world of Fred Krueger. I was curious and
enthralled, and my mind began working on how I could get my parents to agree to
allow me to see it. A local theater was showing it with the PG-rated A
Soldier’s Story on the other screen. I lied and said that I needed to
review A Soldier’s Story for my English class as we were reading the
stage play upon which it was based. My friend and I saw Elm Street on my
sixteenth birthday. When we left the theater after the film was done, I was
over the moon. The original Elm Street was and still is the best horror
film I have ever seen in a theater, though I was clueless that it would begin a
franchise that I would grow to like less and less as time went on. When my
parents asked me what A Soldier’s Story was about, all I could muster
what that it was a story about a soldier. I think they had their suspicions…
When I saw Mr. Craven’s latest film at the time, Scream (originally
titled Scary Movie), on opening night on Friday, December 20, 1996, it
did not feel like anything that he had directed before. The terror and
brutality that permeates much of Hills and even portions of Elm
Street are absent. There is graphic gore in Scream, but the whole
affair looks closer to an episode of The O.C. than a horror film as the
California high school setting looks a little too clean and shiny. Drew Barrymore
plays Casey, a babysitter, at the film’s start in a similar way that opens Fred
Walton’s 1979 thriller When a Stranger Calls. She fields calls from a
psycho who taunts her, asking her what her favorite scary movie is, etc. The
calls become more verbal and horrible. Casey is killed after the first thirteen
minutes in a clear nod to Alfred Hitchcock’s Psycho, although Janet Leigh’s
scream time (sorry) in that film was much longer.
The real protagonist of Scream is Sidney (Neve Campbell),
the virginal high school girl whose boyfriend Billy (Skeet Ulrich) is predictably
pressuring her for sex. We discover that her mother was killed a year ago and
her father travels for business. Sidney is pretty much left to fend for herself.
As though her problems were not bad enough, she is now subjected to the same
calls that plagued Casey. A cloaked figure wearing a contorted ghost mask makes
his way into her home and a fight ensues, with her boyfriend Billy coming to
the rescue. His timing arouses suspicion in both the audience and Sidney, and
his possessing a cell phone at a time when they were not everywhere as they are
today is even more cause for alarm. The police bring him in for questioning but
they have no tangible proof of any guilt. While all of this is going on, a
television newscaster (Courtney Cox) is anxious to get the story of her career
and stops at nothing to glean information from Sidney or even seduce the local
goofball cop (David Arquette) who is never taken seriously. She uses her charms
to infiltrate a party comprised of teenagers who are all suspect; she places a
hidden camera to record their gathering. The camera is nondescript, and it made
me wonder what 1996 technology would be small enough to go unnoticed. How does
it even work? How is it powered? From the looks of it, it is wireless, though
this raises more questions than it answers. Probably best to not make too much
of it in a film that clearly does not take itself seriously.
One of the issues that I have with the film is its failure to make
up its mind as to what kind of a film it is intended to be: a parody or an
actual slasher film? It never really succeeds at either, because it is not
funny enough to be a parody, nor is it even scary enough to be considered a
true slasher film. Henry Winkler plays the high school principal. He is
summarily displaced as a request from producer Bob Shaye, who wanted an
additional kill in the story, but not before encountering a janitor named Fred
in a green and black sweater, played by Mr. Craven, in an eye-rolling cameo,
clearly saluting the “hero†of his better film.
The screenplay also gets into a little too much social commentary wherein
the high schoolers talk about how movies do not make killers, etc. By the time
the true killer’s identity is revealed, I was honestly glad that the film was
over, as I found it more irritating than anything else.
Scream was written by Kevin Williamson who is best known for the teen
drama Dawson's Creek, and it shows – the film has a polished look that,
I feel, works to its detriment – Hills (shot on 16mm and blown up to
35mm) and Elm Street (shot on 35mm) both have their own signature visual
styles that work very well. He also penned a short-lived and (unfairly) panned television
series in 2007 called Hidden Palms, which featured a twenty-year-old Amber
Heard as Gretchen, a troubled teen whose boyfriend reportedly committed suicide,
with rumors about aspects of his death arising afterward. That show only lasted
two months, but an air of mystery permeated each episode. Mr. Williamson has
employed sexual promiscuity in much of his work and the results never seem to
be worth the trouble that the characters endure.
I take no pleasure in saying anything
negative about Scream, as I possess a genuine affinity for Mr. Craven’s
work. Scream feels like a Hollywood mainscream film (I know, sorry!),
however the another issue that I have with it probably is not even
an issue at all. It is just a pet peeve of mine: when it comes to slasher
films, beginning with Halloween (the 1978 John Carpenter film and Mr.
Williamson’s favorite movie, one that figures prominently in Scream),
there has been sort of a misunderstanding, in my humble opinion, among hardcore
fans regarding the notion of the reputed “Last Girl†being a virgin and
therefore making it through to the end while the promiscuous “Bad Girls†are
killed. The unspoken notion is that being a virgin is what manages to keep
these surviving girls safe from being killed. In Halloween, Jamie Lee
Curtis's character, Laurie, makes it not because she is a virgin, but because
she actually pays attention to what is going on around her. Her friends
Linda and Annie are so busy being distracted by their boyfriends and their
sexual shenanigans that they have no idea what is really going on and are
oblivious to the presence of the killer, Michael Myers. The way that this motif
is displayed historically from everything following Sean Cunningham’s Friday
the 13th(1980) up to Scream is quizzical, and I often
wonder if we are meant to identify with the teenage characters because we are
seeing it through their eyes. They seem to be interpreting the “Final Girl†as making
it simply because she is a virgin.
Mr. Craven has made plenty of other
films throughout his career that have nothing to do with Elm Street’s
Fred Krueger, among them his debut film The Last House on the Left (1972)
of which I am not a fan; the Linda Blair TV-movie Stranger in Our
House/Summer of Fear (his first 35mm film); Swamp Thing (1981); the oddball Kristy Swanson vehicle Deadly Friend
(1986); The Serpent and the Rainbow (1988); Shocker (1989); and
the bizarre The People Under the Stairs (1991), all horror films that deal
with different subjects. Despite what most people may feel about Scream,
it was a highly successful and well-received film that also paved the way for not
only sequels, but also a remake scheduled for release in early 2022. Scream
also revived the slasher film, a genre that for years languished in the mediocre
made-for-video sections of video stores all across the country. For that, I am
grateful, as some true classics of the genre have been made in the years since.
Scream is now available on a Paramount 4K Ultra High-Definition Blu-ray and
the results are spectacular. The disc has some interesting extras, which
consist of:
A feature-length audio commentary with
Wes Craven and Kevin Williamson that was more than likely recorded for the
original DVD release. It is a fun listen, though most of it entails them
commenting on the onscream action (damn, sorry again! These puns write
themselves!) than delving into the behind-the-scenes facts to any great extent.
A Bloody Legacy: SCREAM 25 Years Later – This is just over seven minutes and is more of a
promotional piece for the 2022 release of the new Scream film directed
by Matt Bettinelli-Olpin and Tyler Gillett
Production Featurette – This runs just over six minutes and is exactly what it
sounds like.
Behind the Scenes has two small parts: a three-and-a-half-minute piece of BTS
footage, while another runs just under three minutes and focuses on Drew
Barrymore’s work on the film.
Q & A with Cast and Crew – Two short parts, the first being What’s Your Favorite Scary
Movie?, which most people interviewed do not reveal, they sort of just list
movies that scared them. I was grateful that one woman mentioned Burnt
Offerings, which is the first thriller that I saw and made me become
interested in horror films. This part runs just under three minutes. The second
portion, Why Are People So Fascinated by Horror Films?, runs about
two-and-a-half-minutes, and they all echo similar notions about living through
fear vicariously. Neve Campbell reveals the dark side in all of us and letting
it out in a movie. Look fast for Linda Blair early on as a
television reporter.
The release also includes a digital code for streaming the film.
Scream is, of course, not to be confused with the film of the same
name from 1981, written and directed by Byron Quisenberry, which was widely
panned by pretty much everyone who saw it.
I owe a lot to my late grandmother on my mother’s side. She
introduced the arts to me at a very early age. As far back as I can remember, her
household was always a place filled with music and laughter as the sounds of
Broadway show tunes, singer Allen Sherman and George Burns and Gracie Allen filtered
through her basement. In the summer of 1978, she told me about a new film that
had just come out which was a remake of an earlier black and white comedy that
she had enjoyed. I had heard the term “remake†the previous year when my father
took me to see King Kong as directed by John Guillermin starring Jeff
Bridges and Jessica Lange. This time, the “remake†in question was Heaven
Can Wait which had been based upon Alexander Hall’s Here Comes Mr.
Jordan (1941). I knew nothing of either film, but it was a day to go to the
movies with my grandmother, so I jumped at the chance.
Heaven Can Wait opened on Wednesday, June 28, 1978 as another starring
vehicle for Warren Beatty, an actor who was new to me. Coming on the heels of McCabe
& Mrs. Miller (1971), The Parallax View (1974) and Shampoo
(1975), Mr. Beatty was riding high and struck box office gold with this
colorful and charming update of an athlete who finds himself in a predicament
for the ages. I immediately liked his interpretation of Joe Pendelton, a
quarterback for the Los Angeles Rams (not a prize fighter as in the original
which, itself, was based on a stage play) training for the Super Bowl who has a
near-fatal bicycle accident which results in his appearing at a heavenly “way
station†with others who have just become deceased. His escort (Buck Henry)
introduces him to Mr. Jordan (James Mason) when he fails to convince Joe about
his worldly death and ultimate fate. Through their discussions, it becomes
clear that The Escort, for lack of a better term, jumped the gun and removed
Joe from the accident just before it happened – a big “no-no†and a
clear rule-breaker as far as the gentlemanly Mr. Jordan is concerned. To fix
this, The Escort must find a suitable body back on Earth to put Joe back into,
as his own body has already been cremated.
Leo Farnsworth is a millionaire who is
involved with many industrial and political affairs and is about to be murdered
by his wife Julia (Dyan Cannon) and her lover Tony Abbott (Charles Grodin) who
works for him. Joe steps into his shoes and perplexes the staff at his
(Farnsworth’s) character traits and sudden love of football, while also
shocking Julia and Tony following the “murderâ€. Joe/Leo finds himself in the
midst of a meeting with Betty Logan (Julie Christie) who is determined to stop
the reach of Farnsworth’s company’s negative effects on the environment. Deep
down, however, Joe’s/Leo’s only desire is to play football and get back to
playing with the Rams.
Mr. Beatty co-wrote the script with
Elaine May and co-directed the film with Buck Henry. The supporting cast in
this film are all excellent and charming, especially Ms. Cannon and Mr. Grodin,
both of whom I would go on to enjoy immensely in Revenge of the Pink Panther
(1978) and Midnight Run (1988), respectively. Jack Warden is also
terrific as Max Corkle, Joe’s trainer who is summoned to the Farnsworth estate and
is astonished when he is made aware of Joe’s transformation into Leo. I could
not help but feel overjoyed for Max as I knew that he missed his friend
terribly. James Mason is also wonderful with his dry expressions and comments.
Heaven made a huge impact on my life that year. For Halloween 1978,
I came very dangerously close to dressing in Joe’s trademark sneakers,
sweatpants and zippered sweatshirt, though I doubt that any of my fellow
classmates, who themselves were donning their best impressions of ghosts,
vampires, characters from Happy Days, Star Wars and Grease,
would have had the slightest idea of who I was trying to impersonate.
Coincidentally, Here Comes Mr. Jordan was airing on the 1:00 Movie on
Channel 9 in New York on Halloween. My mother’s uncle was the sole owner of a
then-$1200.00 top-loading Magnavox VCR which he used to record the movie for me
to view on a later date. I liked it just as much as the remake.
Heaven was nominated for nine Academy Awards in the Spring of 1979
and I wanted very badly to view the ceremonies. A start time of ten o’clock in
the evening for the broadcast on a school night ensured no such luck. I had to make
do with the movie tie-in novelization of the film as well as the Fotonovel, an
ingenious paperback reproduction of the entire film in color photos with all
the dialogue. I enjoyed Dave Grusin’s lovely musical score, though if anyone
had told me that I would have to wait until 2017 to purchase it on a device
known as a “compact disc†I would have been thoroughly confused and crestfallen
to say the least. Heaven ultimately won its sole Oscar for Best
Production Design, indubitably due in no small part to Northern California’s
beautiful Filoli Mansion that doubles as the Farnsworth estate. The Best
Picture accolades went to Michael Cimino’s The Deer Hunter.
Birney Lettick provided the marketing
campaign with the film’s sole key art for the promotion of the film, an
enormous tapestry of which was unfurled on the side of (Grauman’s?) movie
theater in Los Angeles which can be seen briefly in the 1978 John Travolta film
Moment by Moment.
Although released in July 1999 on DVD,
that pressing has been out-of-print for many years. Fortunately, “Paramount
Presents†has now reissued the film in a lovely transfer on Blu-ray. Inexplicably, there are
no extras, not even a trailer (although it does contain a code to access a digital version), but that should not stop you from purchasing one
of the most delightful romantic comedies from the 1970’s. A true classic.
A
blind masseur, Zatoichi would wander from village to village in Feudal Japan
hoping for employment to maintain his meagre existence. Hidden within his cane
was a sword which he would frequently be required to use against an assortment
of yakuza, villains, assassins and ronin. Zatoichi was a legendary blind
swordsman whose adventures were charted across an initial run of twenty-six
feature films and a hundred television episodes all starring Shintaro Katsu
between 1962 and 1979, with a return to the character one last time for the
film Zatoichi in 1989. Katsu was
something of a legend in Japan, and he came from a showbusiness family: his
elder brother was TomisaburÅ Wakayama, star of the Lone Wolf and Cub series. This in-depth new book from academic
Jonathan Wroot takes in not only Katsu’s incredible run, but also looks at
other Zatoichi films such as the 2003 reboot directed by and starring Takeshi
Kitano. Known primarily as a comedian and TV presenter in his native Japan
(remember Takeshi’s Castle?),
Kitano’s ZatÅichi won dozens of
awards including the Silver Lion at the Venice Film Festival. Another Zatoichi
film was made as recently as 2010, suggesting that this is a character, so
ingrained in Japanese culture, that we have not seen the last of just yet.
Wroot
charts the influence of Zatoichi across other countries as well, with Taiwanese
and Indonesian cinema both producing variations of the blind swordsman back in
the 1970s, whilst Zatoichi himself occasionally crossed over into other
cultures (Zatoichi Meets the One-Armed
Swordsman in 1971 saw him cross paths with one of Hong Kong cinema’s most
popular disabled fighters, played by Jimmy Wang-Yu). In American cinema, Rutger
Hauer played a variation of the character as a blinded Vietnam vet in 1989’s Blind Fury, a remake of 1967’s Zatoichi Challenged, and in the Star Wars film Rogue One (2016), Hong Kong actor Donnie Yen played a blind warrior
skilled with a staff, which, as Wroot points out, is a further connection
between the Star Wars universe and
Japanese cinema (Akira Kurosawa’s The Hidden Fortress (1958) is often cited as
a key influence). In terms of pop culture, perhaps most significantly, there is
Marvel’s Daredevil, given the Netflix
treatment across three series (2015-2018, plus The Defenders series in 2017), in which a blind lawyer with second
sight fights the criminal underworld using his training in martial arts from
the Samurai-style warrior known as Stick, who was also blind.
Jonathan
Wroot’s has packed The Paths of Zatoichi
with information and analysis of this significant long-running character who goes
across such a huge area of Japanese film history, and the book also has much to
say about franchises, remakes and adaptations within global popular culture.
Highly recommended.
Having been a film fanatic my entire life I was thrilled when, in June
1982, a new magazine burst onto the scene and quickly caught my attention.
Devoted exclusively to new and upcoming motion picture releases, Coming
Attractions cost $2.50 per issue and was published on a bi-monthly basis. It
didn’t last long, unfortunately, but I recall that a bit of an uproar occurred
over the cover of the March/April 1983 issue which featured a half-naked Valerie
Kaprisky in a promo for the Breathless remake. Seriously, back in the
day who complained about a beautiful naked woman on a magazine cover??
In one of the earlier issues, there was an article published
about an upcoming horror film entitled Trick or Treats starring David
Carradine. I don’t recall the film ever opening in my area and wondered whatever
happened to it until I saw it on the shelf as a VHS rental a few years later in
a local video store. Trick or Treats is not to be confused with the 1986
Dino De Laurentiis film Trick or Treat, directed by Charles Martin
Smith, or the 2007 Michael Dougherty-directed vignette film Trick r Treat.
It’s a strange concoction that cannot seem to make up its mind as to what it
wants to be. My guess is that it’s attempting to be serious but fails miserably
at it. It’s a mixture of horror and absurdist elements that almost play like a
Saturday Night Live sketch.
Filmed mostly in Neil Young’s house that his then-girlfriend, actress
Carrie Snodgress, lived in at the time on South Irving Boulevard in Los
Angeles, CA, the film opens in 1978 and Malcolm O'Keefe (Peter Jason) just
wants to read the morning paper, but his wife Joan (Carrie Snodgress) has other
plans. Out of nowhere, she has two burly men fight to get Malcolm into a strait
jacket while affording no explanation. Their antics are humorous and silly, and
we have no idea why it’s even happening. Apparently, he’s being carted off to a
mental institution where he stays until 1982 and plans his escape. None of this
is even remotely believable as it raises too many questions – is he really
insane? How did his wife arrange this? Why would anyone go along with it? Do
the doctors know? As he’s planning his escape, Joan is now with Richard (David
Carradine, the star of the film, who has less than ten minutes of screen time) and
has an eight-year-old son, Christopher (is he Malcolm’s son or Richard’s son
from a previous marriage? None of this is explained). Christopher (Christopher
O’Keefe) is a practical jokester, an aspiring magician and aficionado of Harry
Houdini. Joan and Richard decide to head to Vegas for a Halloween party and
call their babysitter, Linda (Jacqueline Giroux), requesting her services to
watch him and dole out candy to trick or treaters. Linda is an actress and is
torn between seeing her boyfriend Bret (Steve Railsback) in his acting debut in
Othello (I swear, I’m not making this up) or making the extra money. She
chooses the latter despite Bret’s insistence on her presence at the play. The boyfriend
doth protest too much. Richard tries to put the moves on Linda but is stopped
by Joan. Despite this, they leave for the Playground of the World, and this
gives Christopher all the time he needs to torture Linda by playing jokes on
her that she continually falls for: sticking his head into a fake guillotine
(remember this for the ending!), using a buzzer while shaking hands, pretending
to cut off his finger and even feigning drowning in the family swimming pool. After
so many instances of this, one must wonder how dim-witted Linda really is.
Things get really ridiculous when Malcolm escapes by
donning a nurse’s outfit – and everyone he meets treats him as though he’s female.
He’s a guy with a guy’s face and a guy’s voice! He makes
his way back to the house and hides in the attic. Another subplot featuring two
additional young women working on a film that Linda appears in comes out of
nowhere. One of the women, Andrea (the late Jillian Kesner), goes to the house
and spends a lot of time looking around very slowly just to pad out the running
time until the final showdown with Malcolm…
If you’re looking for a serious horror film, this one’s going to
be a disappointment. The credits even list Orson Welles as a “magical
consultantâ€. I can definitely see the influence of Citizen Kane (1941)
and Touch of Evil (1958) on this flick. Yikes! Mr. Welles put his
“magical consulting†to better use two years later in the pilot episode of
NBC-TV’s short-lived Scene of the Crime series which aired on Sunday,
September 30, 1984. In the second story of the pilot, called “The Babysitterâ€
and penned by Jeffrey Boam, the title character is left in charge of a
prepubescent girl whom she antagonizes while the girl’s parents go out for the
night. The girl gets her revenge in a very cool ending by making a wish to a
magician topper that appeared on her birthday cake. That episode was
better than this film. Mr. Welles should have put his full “magical†powers to
work and made Trick or Treats disappear. The film would have worked
better as an episode of Tales from the Darkside, which ran from
September 1984 to July 1988 in syndication, and without the camp. Christopher
constantly annoying Linda gets tiresome, though I give the film props for the
scene wherein Christopher sorts through his LP record collection which consist
of the soundtracks to Maniac (1980), The Howling (1981), and the BBC
Sound Effects No. 13 - Death & Horror album from 1977 that my friend
and I used to play in the early 1980s.
Trick or Treats debuted on DVD in November 2013 and has now been released in high
definition on Blu-ray by Code Red (probably the same transfer, though this time
it’s more colorful and clearer due to the high definition afforded in the Blu-ray
format) with the same audio commentary which runs the entire length of the film
and contains five people: Jackie Giroux, Peter Jason, Chris Graver and
Cameraman R. Michael Stringer, moderated by Sean Graver. The big problem with
the commentary is the audio quality – it’s poorly miked and begins with no
introductions at all. It’s also too low. I loved listening to it, but at times
I didn’t even know who was speaking. Commentaries as an extra are something
that I love on any disc, but if it sounds as though the people who are speaking
are on the other side of the room…hey, great title for an Orson Welles
movie!
There is an audio interview with actor Steve Railsback that adds
little value to the package.
There is something called “Katarina’s Bucketlist†mode wherein the
hostess talks about the cast and does an Elvira, Mistress of the Dark-inspired
schtick.
There are no trailers, interestingly.
The bottom line: I love a campy horror film, but if you’re going
to be silly, make sure that you market it that way. Don’t sell it as
something in the same vein (no pun intended, naturally) as John Carpenter’s Halloween
(1978). Otherwise, you might feel like Charlie Brown did on Halloween…you go
out for candy, but all you end up with is a rock.
Here's a rarity: a behind-the-scenes production featurette for director Gordon Douglas's terrific 1966 remake of the John Ford classic "Stagecoach". There are some interesting views of the all-star cast including Van Heflin, who provides the narration for the featurette. You'll also see legendary American artist Norman Rockwell on the set, as he was enlisted to provide cast member paintings for the marketing campaign.
The
year 1951 was an exceptional one for movies, among them Best Picture Oscar
winner An American in Paris; the classic drama A Streetcar Named
Desire; two of the best science fiction pictures ever made—The Day the
Earth Stood Still and The Thing from Another World; the Bogart and
Hepburn adventure, The African Queen; the historical epic Quo Vadis;
plus Decision Before Dawn, Death of a Salesman, Detective
Story… and that’s counting only Hollywood titles.
And
then there is A Place in the Sun, George Stevens’ adaptation of Theodore
Dreiser’s 1925 novel, An American Tragedy. The film managed to win the
Oscars for Best Director (Stevens), Screenplay, Black and White Cinematography
(William C. Mellor), Black and White Costume Design (Edith Head), Film Editing,
and Scoring (Franz Waxman). Montgomery Clift and Shelley Winters were both
nominated for Actor and Actress, respectively, and the production was nominated
for Best Picture.
Interestingly,
A Place in the Sun was a remake of the 1931 picture An American
Tragedy, which was directed by Josef von Sternberg. Since this earlier
adaptation received mixed reactions from audiences and critics alike, the
original novel was ripe to be re-envisioned and remade for the post-war crowd.
Paramount
Presents has issued a new digital restoration on Blu-ray that emphasizes the
importance and acclaim A Place in the Sun received at the time. It is
still a beloved motion picture today, albeit being a little creaky around the
edges. Yes, the film might be considered “dated†in the year 2021 in terms of
style and presentation, seventy years after its release, but what it has to say
is still relevant to our contemporary world.
George
Eastman (Clift) is from the black sheep side of the wealthy, prosperous Eastman
family in an unnamed town. He has hitchhiked from Chicago, where his widowed
mother runs a low-rent religious charity outfit. We never learn what exactly
caused the estrangement of George’s father from rich industrialist Charles
Eastman (Herbert Heyes). George is considered by the Eastmans to be from the
“wrong side of the tracks.†In other words, he’s not in the same social class.
Nevertheless, patriarch Eastman gives George a job in his textile mill, first
in the menial labor area. Here, George meets plain-Jane Alice (Winters,
playing, at that time, against the type established by her previous work as a
sexpot). They begin to date, despite company rules against employees doing so.
One thing leads to another, and Alice becomes pregnant. In the meantime, George
has become smitten with Angela Vickers (Elizabeth Taylor, who was only 17 when
she made the picture!). The Vickers are the other wealthy family in town, and
there are often high society pages written about both families. After meeting
at an Eastman party, George and Angela begin to date, leaving poor Alice high
and dry. George is not only in love with the beautiful and lively Angela, but
he sees this as an opportunity to lift himself out of the lower class in which
he has lived and into the more prosperous “place in the sun†enjoyed by the
white, privileged elite in America. Alice will not stand for George abandoning
her, so she gives him the “marry me or else†ultimatum. What happens next is
indeed an “American tragedy,†and to reveal all would be a spoiler.
This
is not a feel good movie. Whether we’re supposed to feel sorry for George is
beside the point of the picture, though. In 1951, audiences perhaps did empathize
with him for the predicament in which he finds himself in the last act. Today? Likely
not so much. He certainly makes some very bad decisions which bring about his
downfall. Is he a victim of his own classlessness, or is he just a cad?
Therein
lies the message of the movie, which is indeed an exploration of the dichotomy
between America’s working class and the wealthy elite. When bad things happen
to the poor, it can be devastating, whereas the rich can usually buy their way
out of trouble. Nothing has changed.
Stevens’
direction is masterful. If the performances on display are a result of the
director, then Stevens deserved his Oscar. Clift was still a relative newcomer
on the scene at the time and displays the smoldering angst of “the Methodâ€
acting style that was just becoming a thing on screen. It is said numerous
times throughout the various supplemental material on the Blu-ray disk that A
Place in the Sun was Elizabeth Taylor’s first “real role†in which she
could exhibit her chops after a career as a child actor. She is marvelous as
Angela, and her screen charisma is astonishingly striking. Winters, in the role
of dowdy Alice, also makes a big impression; however, one might argue that her
part is not a lead, but rather a supporting one.
Aside
from the acting, the direction is evident in the pacing and moods established
by the picture. Takes are long and meticulous, the crossfades are protracted
and bordering laborious, and the music underscore is often melodramatically
over the top. And yet, all these rather dated sensibilities work in the film’s
favor. A Place in the Sun is an emotionally devastating picture, and its
power is due to Stevens.
William
Mellor’s cinematography is extremely important to the representation of the
movie’s themes. All the scenes in Angela’s world are brightly lit, sunshiny,
full of life and joy. By contrast, most of the sequences in Alice’s world are
dark—very dark—full of shadow and drabness. Two classes. Light and dark.
Life and death.
The
Blu-ray transfer from a 4K remaster looks marvelous. It comes with an
informative audio commentary by George Stevens Jr. and associate producer Ivan
Moffat. The enjoyable supplements (ported over from previous home video
releases) are a “Filmmaker Focus†on George
Stevens from film critic and historian Leonard Maltin; a good featurette on
Stevens’ making of the film; and a very welcome collection of “Filmmakers Who
Knew Him†AFI interviews about Stevens from the likes of Frank Capra, Warren
Beatty, Fred Zinnemann, Joseph L. Mankiewicz, Alan J. Pakula, Robert Wise, and
others. Theatrical trailers round out the package.
A Place in the Sun has earned its place in cinematic history.
Highly recommended for a look back at the barometer of morality that existed in
America in the early 1950s.
In
anticipation of the upcoming release of Denis Villeneuve’s remake, the
excellent boutique label Arrow Video has issued a superb 2-disk Limited Edition
package of David Lynch’s 1984 film, Dune. It comes in two versions—one
in 4K Ultra HD, and the other in standard Blu-ray.
Filmmaker
David Lynch today refuses to discuss Dune, which he made for producer
Dino De Laurentiis (the actual producer was his daughter, Raffaella De
Laurentiis) for a whopping $40-42 million. It was a colossal flop at the time,
was critically reviled, and audiences didn’t care much for it either. However,
over the years, Dune has gained a cult following and it assuredly has
its share of defenders, including Frank Herbert, the author of the original
1965 novel.
The
history of the production has long been a topic of discussion among film
historians and cinephiles. Attempts to film the complex, epic science fiction
tome began shortly after the book’s publication. Perhaps Alejandro Jodorowsky’s
version has the most legendary status in Duneworld, but his vision never made
it past some pre-production work. Producer Arthur P. Jacobs had his fingers in
the sand at one time, and even Ridley Scott wanted to make the movie.
Laurentiis
ended up with the rights, and he hired Lynch, fresh off the success of The
Elephant Man (1980), to write and direct. Lynch had reportedly been offered
the job to direct Return of the Jedi around the same time, but he chose
to go with Dune. He has regretted it ever since, for he had no idea what
a can of worms—er, sandworms—he was opening.
The
challenge was to condense the complicated story into a feature-length film. The
smart thing at the time would have been to create a television miniseries (as
was done by others years later). Lynch’s first assembly after shooting wrapped
was around four hours long (prior to post-production visual effects work), but
the producer was required by the studio (Universal) to deliver a motion picture
half that length. Lynch’s theatrical cut clocked in at two hours and seventeen
minutes, and therein lies the problem with Dune.
Dune
is a
multi-hour story; there is simply no way to tell it in two hours and seventeen
minutes. After the experience of making Dune, Lynch would forever insist
on creative final cut on anything he would make.
So…
despite the rather negative reputation Dune has, there is quite a lot to
admire about it. Firstly, if one is a fan of David Lynch and his rather unique
visual sensibilities, the picture is a feast of wonder, awe, and eye candy.
No other movie looks like Dune. Hats off to production designer Anthony
Masters who, with Lynch at the helm, created a fantastically grotesque and
gorgeously macabre world in which the story takes place. It is part cyberpunk
and Jules Verne and yet also very Lynchian in terms of the organically bizarre.
Secondly, the cast is terrific. Besides the aforementioned actors named in the
synopsis above, we also are treated to eccentric performances by Sean Young,
Max von Sydow, Everitt McGill, Brad Dourif, Sting, Dean Stockwell, Linda Hunt,
Virginia Madsen, Freddie Jones, Patrick Stewart, Richard Jordan, Paul Smith,
Leonardo Cimino, Jack Nance, and many others. Thirdly, technical aspects are
top-notch. The visual effects are wondrous and weird, and the cinematography by
the great Freddie Francis is masterful. Fourthly, there is no question that the
direction displays a command of style and mood that only Lynch can evoke. There
is a poetry and melancholy and horror about the proceedings that is
unquestionably Lynch’s doing.
Unfortunately,
though, all this isn’t enough. Dune fails to engage an audience in its
very heady tale that is meant to be as profound as it is visually scrumptious.
Lynch was forced to cram important exposition and wholesale sequences into
short monologues and dream sequences. It is understandable that those
unfamiliar with the novel were completely bewildered by the movie (this
reviewer was already well familiar with the book in 1984 and thus enjoyed the
picture—to a point—more than most).
Still…
for fans of David Lynch and Frank Herbert… Dune is worth seeing.
Arrow
Video’s Limited Edition 2-disk package is impressive. The new 4K restoration of
the movie itself looks spectacular, much improved over previous releases. It
comes with an original uncompressed stereo audio and DTS-HD MA 5.1 surround
sound, and optional English subtitles for the hearing impaired. Two new audio
commentaries accompany the picture—one by film historian Paul M. Sammon, and
another by Mike White of The Projection Booth podcast.
Supplements
abound. A few are port-overs from previous home video releases, which include a
2003 documentary on the making of the film, and several featurettes on the technical
aspects of the picture. Approximately fifteen minutes of deleted scenes,
introduced by producer Raffaella De Laurentiis, are also repeated from an
earlier Blu-ray release. Brand new supplements include an excellent feature
on the score by Toto (and Brian Eno, for one track), featuring interviews with
band members Steve Lukather and Steve Porcaro. A piece on Dune merchandising
hosted by toy collector/producer Brian Stillman is interesting for the history
of the misguided marketing campaign for a film that couldn’t possibly appeal to
children. There is a new interview with makeup effects artist Giannetto de
Rossi, and archive interviews with production coordinator Golda Offenheim,
actor Paul Smith, and makeup effects artist Christopher Tucker. Destination
Dune is a 1983 featurette used to promote the movie at conventions and
publicity events. Theatrical trailers, TV spots, and an image gallery round out
the disk supplements.
There
are goodies, too! A 60-page booklet contains writings by Andrew Nette,
Christian McCrea, and Charlie Brigden; a 1984 American Cinematographer
interview with sound designer Alan Splet; excerpts from the book Lynch on
Lynch; and a Dune terminology glossary. There’s a large fold-out
double-sided poster featuring original and newly commissioned artwork by Dániel
Taylor, as well as postcard-sized lobby card reproductions. The jewel case sports
a reversible sleeve with the original artwork on one side and the new art by
Taylor on the other.
No
matter what one might think of David Lynch’s Dune, Arrow Video’s Limited
Edition release is worth a revisit. Dune may have been a failure, but it
is a puzzling, glorious, and fascinating piece of cinematic art that is one of
a kind.
Alex Cord immortalized by Norman Rockwell for the marketing campaign for the 1966 version of "Stagecoach".
BY LEE PFEIFFER
Actor Alex Cord has died at age 88 in Texas. Cord overcame a childhood battle with polio to become an active horseman who could perform impressive stunts. Those abilities, along with his rugged good looks and lanky build, helped him land jobs as an actor. He appeared in popular television series beginning in the early 1960s including "Ben Casey", "Laramie", "Naked City" and "Route 66" before transitioning to the big screen. He made his feature film debut in with an uncredited role in "The Chapman Report" in 1962 but it was in the all-star 1966 remake of John Ford's classic 1939 Western "Stagecoach" that Cord was cast in the star-making role of the Ringo Kid, a sympathetic outlaw on a trail of vengeance. The role had launched John Wayne's career to a new level and if Cord didn't enjoy the same meteoric rise, the film's success did enable him to work steadily throughout the rest of his career. Although there were a few underrated gems after "Stagecoach" (i.e. "The Last Grenade", "A Minute to Pray, a Second to Die", "The Brotherhood"), most of Cord's work on the big screen was in "B" movies. He fared much better on television, where he continued to be a regular presence in guest star roles on popular shows such as "Night Gallery", "Gunsmoke", "Mission: Impossible", "Police Story", "Police Woman", "The Love Boat", "Fantasy Island", "Murder, She Wrote" and "Walker, Texas Ranger". In 1984, he was cast as a dapper and mysterious spy who went by the name of Archangel opposite Ernest Borgnine and Jan-Michael Vincent in the action/adventure show "Airwolf". Although the series never became a major hit, it was popular enough to run for three seasons.
I
originally saw the Brian De Palma/Al Pacino version of Scarface (1983) on
laserdisc in 1994 and again in a 20th anniversary theatrical
screening in New York, but not since. Recently, I decided to have revisit it on
Netflix and was amazed that I recalled very little of it. The constant use of
profanity and the intensity of some of the violent set pieces, in particular
the notorious chainsaw scene, are tamer than the language and the most violent moments
of HBO’s The Sopranos (1999 – 2007) and Showtime’s Brotherhood
(2006 – 2008). However, in 1983 Universal Pictures was prompted to release the
film with the following caveat in the newspaper ads when the film was released
in December: “CAUTION – Scarface is an intense film both in its use of
language and depiction of violence. We suggest mature audiences.†While one
might think this was a publicity stunt with the objective to get as many people
to see the film as possible, it could very well have instead been a compromise
to having the film released without the dreaded X rating. Director De Palma was
no stranger to sparring with the then Motion Picture Association of America
(MPAA) and its president, Richard Heffner. Previously, Mr. De Palma’s 1980 film
Dressed to Kill needed to be altered to avoid an X and he went back and
forth with the MPAA on the violence and overt sexual nature of the film until
it was releasable. It is interesting to note that the X rating, generally
associated with explicit sexual content as opposed to violence, was also given
to John Schlesinger’s Midnight Cowboy when it was released in May 1969
(later changed to an R rating), Stanley Kubrick’s masterful A Clockwork
Orange in December 1971 (also later changed to an R rating following the
removal of several seconds of footage), and most famously, to Bernardo
Bertolucci’s Last Tango in Paris in February 1973 (recently changed to
NC-17). Tango garnered critical acclaim from New Yorker reviewer Pauline
Kael and, arguably because of the promise of sex scenes with the then
45-year-old Marlon Brando, did boffo box office. These are the cinema’s most
notable examples, with Cowboy winning the Best Picture Oscar and Clockwork
being nominated but losing to William Friedkin’s The French Connection
(1971) for that top prize. In the end, Scarface received an R rating and
grossed several million dollars shy of its $23.5M budget but, like so many
films of that period, cleaned up later on from ancillary sources such as home
video and cable television airings. It has become one of the most famous and
beloved motion pictures in recent memory, adding Al Pacino’s famous line about
saying hello to his little friend to the American lexicon, right up there with
Roy Scheider’s quip about needing a bigger boat in Jaws (1975).
It
is interesting to note that the very existence of Scarface began with the
original film of the same name made roughly fifty years prior to it and served
as the blueprint for Mr. Pacino’s interpretation of Cuban arrival Antonio
Montana and his rise to fame in the cocaine-laden backdrop of Miami, FL. Directed
by Howard Hawks between September 1930 and March 1931 and written by playwright
Ben Hecht, Scarface (1932), then billed as Scarface, the Shame of a
Nation, opened at the Rialto Theatre in New York City on Thursday, May 19,
1932 and, like the remake, also suffered its own share of controversy for
violence and sexuality, though not due to the same intensity as the remake. Coming
on the heels of Mervyn Leroy’s Little Caesar with Edward G. Robinson and
William A. Wellman’s The Public Enemy, both from 1931, Scarface
is widely considered to be the start of cinema’s depiction of and fascination
with gangsters and crime dramas. We are in 1920s Chicago in the time of Al
Capone (upon whose life the film is loosely based) and gangland wars between
the city’s North Side and South Side. The film begins with a single take that
runs just over three minutes in a setup that sets the tone. This must have been
deemed very suspenseful at the time and, while not nearly as intricate as the
three-minute mobile crane shot that opens Orson Welles’s Touch of Evil
(1957) or the three-minute Panaglide shot that starts John Carpenter’s Halloween
(1978), it manages to build tension for an audience not used to seeing such
cinematic techniques at the time.
The
story gets underway with “Big†Louis Costillo (Harry J. Vegar), the most
successful crime boss on the city’s South Side, talking and laughing with
members of his crew at a restaurant when heads to a phone booth. In the
shadows, still in the same opening take, Antonio “Tony†Camonte (Paul Muni),
Costillo’s own hired muscle, appears in silhouette and kills him in a murder contracted
with him by John “Johnny†Lovo (Osgood Perkins), his new boss. This being the
era of Prohibition, the main source of income is not cocaine but beer to be
delivered to speakeasies. A police officer heads to a barbershop the next day
and brings Tony in for questioning, determined to finger him for Costillo’s murder.
A lawyer pulls some strings and gets Tony out of it, but the police want to
catch him in the act of a crime, and they are more determined than ever. As it
stands Johnny, Tony’s new boss, now controls the South Side, with Tony and the
reticent Rinaldo (George Raft in a menacing performance) at his side. Rinaldo
reminds me of Al Neri, Michael Corleone’s reticent henchman in The Godfather
films, played icily by the late Richard Bright.
The
North Side is run by a man named O’Hara and Tony’s thirst for power begins to
swell. Johnny warns him not to mess with business associates on the North Side
because, in the words of Tony Soprano, “it attracts negative attention†and
potential violence. Tony also has his eye on Poppy (Karen Morley), Johnny’s
girlfriend, who initially shrugs Tony off, but warms up to him later when his
flirtations increase as he becomes more intrigued by her. In his apartment, he
shows her the sight of an electric billboard across the way advertising Cook’s
Tours beneath the slogan “The World is Yours,†taken to excessive extremes in
the De Palma remake.
By 1987, Burt Reynolds was largely regarded as being past his sell date as a leading man in theatrical films. Some of his decline in popularity was self-imposed. Reynolds had continued to knock out cornpone comedies long after they had run out of steam. His other problem was due to the fact that he had been seriously injured on the set of "City Heat" due to a mis-timed stunt that left him in serious shape and resulted in a long hospital stay. During this time, terrible rumors spread widely that implied he had contracted AIDS. By the time Reynolds recovered, the damage to his career had been done. Although he would continue to star in films for major studios, their boxoffice take was generally mediocre at best. Reynolds would eventually gravitate to television where he starred in a hit sitcom, "Evening Shade". One of his attempted comeback vehicles was the 1987 crime thriller "Malone" in which Reynolds eschewed his image as a towel-snapping wiseguy and returned to his roots to play a mysterious man of action. The film opens with the titular character, played by Reynolds, refusing to carry out an assassination for the CIA. Malone has been one of their most reliable covert killers but he's ashamed of his profession and decides to give it up for a quiet, normal life. He knows that one doesn't just walk out on the CIA so he uproots his life and packs all his belongings in his weather-beaten car and heads off to remote areas of the Northwest. While enjoying his lifestyle as a drifter, his car breaks down and he manages to get it to a one-horse town where the local garage owner, a partially disabled widower, Paul Barlow (Scott Wilson) informs him he has to order a special part for the vehicle. The two men make friendly chatter and Barlow offers to allow Malone to stay at his house until the car can be repaired. Also on the premises is Barlow's teenage daughter Jo (Cynthia Gibb), who immediately takes a fancy to the mysterious stranger who has entered her otherwise mundane existence. During his stay, the tight-lipped Malone observes that Barlow and some other town residents are being bullied and intimidated by employees of a local land baron named Delaney (Cliff Robertson), who- for reasons unknown- is trying to force certain locals to sell him their land. Failure to do so results in inevitable harassment. When Malone comes to Barlow's aid and humiliates some of Delaney's goons, Delaney meets with him and tries to bribe him to work for him. Seems that anyone of influence in the town is on Delaney's payroll, including the local sheriff (Kenneth McMillan). Malone refuses the offer and Delaney turns to bringing in professional assassins to murder him. Adding to Malone's woes is the fact that a former CIA colleague, Jamie (Lauren Hutton) has tracked him down and has orders to kill him, as well. Jamie, however, warns Malone of her mission and the two decide that "Make love, not war" should be their mantra. As Delaney increases the pressure, Malone decides to go mano a mano with him. He sneaks into Delaney's heavily-guarded compound and discovers a massive arsenal being stockpiled there. Turns out that Delaney is the leader of an extremist right wing fringe group with ties to sympathetic elected officials in Washington, D.C. He intends to imminently launch a violent uprising in the hopes that it spreads nationally and takes down the government.
There isn't a single original thought in "Malone". The film is a modern day remake of Clint Eastwood's "Pale Rider", which had been released two years before. Eastwood's film, in turn, was a virtual remake of George Stevens' "Shane". The stories all share some common themes: a family is being harassed by a local rich guy who has nefarious purposes. A mysterious stranger comes to their aid and, in the process, is idolized by a young member of the family. In the climax of all three stories, the stranger finds himself having to put his life on the line to rid the locals of the menacing figure who is making their lives miserable. Having said all that, I was pleasantly surprised at how much I enjoyed "Malone". Under the competent direction of Harley Cokeless, the story moves at a brisk pace and there is plenty of time to explore the backgrounds of the key characters. Reynolds still had enough macho mojo to pull off roles like this and it's great seeing him play a serious role once again. As a man of few words, he excels not only in the dramatic sequences but also in the film's explosive conclusion, which borrows much from another (then) contemporary hit, "Witness" as we watch Malone on Delaney's farm systematically eliminate the bad guys. Reynolds gets some fine support from Cliff Robertson (in the kind of superficially charming role usually played by Robert Vaughn), Kenneth McMillan and Scott Wilson. Lauren Hutton's brief appearance is a highlight of the film, as she and Malone intersperse romantic interludes with suspicions about each other's motives. (Malone willingly beds her but is afraid to digest any drinks she prepares out of fear she will poison him.) The biggest revelation is the performance of Cynthia Gibb, who displays considerable charm as the young girl who is starstruck by Malone. (The script thankfully keeps the relationship chaste.) "Malone", filmed in and around Vancouver (the usual tax-friendly doppleganger for American locations), is a good old-fashioned action flick. In today's era of over-produced, over-budgeted CGI-laden monstrosities, it's simplicity, predictability and unpretentious story line are assets. The Kino Lorber Blu-ray contains the trailer as well as trailers for other Burt Reynolds releases available through the company.
Charles Grodin, the actor and prolific writer who made droll comedy his trademark, has died at age 86. His first big break on the silver screen came with a dramatic role in Roman Polanski's 1968 classic "Rosemary's Baby", after Grodin failed to land the lead in "The Graduate". He shot to stardom in 1972 with his leading role in the comedy "The Heartbreak Kid" and from then on he became known for often playing charismatic cads. He also scored with memorable roles in the 1978 remake of "Heaven Can Wait" and opposite Robert De Niro in the 1988 crime comedy "Midnight Run". He also played the harried father in the "Beethoven" family comedies. One of his most impressive late career roles was in the little-seen and critically disparaged "An Imperfect Murder" in which he excelled in a brief appearance as a man trying to cope with the onset of dementia. Click here for more about his life and career.
Remember
the 1986 comedy The Money Pit, starring Tom Hanks and Shelley Long? The official
credits of that film do not mention the excellent writing team of Frank Panama
and Melvin Frank, who adapted Eric Hodgins’ 1946 biographical comic novel Mr.
Blandings Builds His Dream House into the popular 1948 “disaster comedyâ€
starring Cary Grant and Myrna Loy. The Money Pit is, in reality, an
under-the-table remake of Blandings. It’s a pity that the original was
not acknowledged, for, frankly, Blandings is much more realistic (and
clever).
Mr.
Blandings Builds His Dream House was indeed a popular film and yet during its
initial run was deemed to have lost money—just like the hapless Mr. Blandings does
while attempting to move out of New York City to Connecticut. The movie is
funny enough, for sure, but perhaps in 1948 audiences were wary of a motion
picture that shed a dark—albeit comic—shade on what many Americans were doing
at that time—moving out of the big cities and into the suburbs!
The
Blandings (Grant and Loy) and their two teen daughters live in a pretty nice
three-bedroom (or is it two?—it’s unclear) apartment in Manhattan… although
like all apartments in Manhattan, it is simply not big enough for the family of
four. They all share one bathroom, and the closet spaces are hazard zones.
Blandings is an advertising executive who is under pressure to create a winning
slogan for a brand of ham called “Wham.†Against the advice of his best friend
and lawyer, Bill Cole (Melvyn Douglas), Blandings buys a decrepit Revolutionary
era place in Connecticut. Before he can remodel it, though, every surveyor and
inspector tell him it’s best to tear it down and start building a new house
afresh. That’s where the trouble starts. Everything becomes more expensive than
was first imagined, and the venture indeed becomes a money pit.
The
picture is a collection of often amusing set pieces that feature Grant doing
his frustrated slow burn act, with Loy somewhat nonchalantly enjoying the havoc
the house is wreaking on the family. Yes, the movie has some laughs, but
ultimately there is something amiss when Melvyn Douglas surprisingly steals it
away from the likes of Cary Grant. Douglas plays the narrator/friend role with
a detached, delightful cynicism, and without a doubt he has all the best lines.
Without his presence, Mr. Blandings Builds His Dream House might truly
have been a disaster.
The
script, however, is witty. The writing team of Panama and Frank worked with Bob
Hope on many of his better pictures, and they also wrote the hilarious The
Court Jester with Danny Kaye. Perhaps with better direction (H. C. Potter
has only a handful of titles on his CV, although he directed Loretta Young to a
Best Actress Oscar in The Farmer’s Wife), Blandings might have
soared.
The
Warner Archive’s new Blu-ray is an upgrade on a previous DVD release—it looks
and sounds sharp with its DTS-HD Master Audio 2.0 Mono soundtrack. There are
English subtitles for the hearing impaired. Supplements include two different
radio broadcasts of the piece. One is the Lux Radio Theater from 1949 starring Grant
and Irene Dunne, and the other is the Screen Directors Playhouse from 1950 starring
Grant and Betsy Drake. A vintage Tex Avery cartoon, “The House of Tomorrow,†is
shockingly sexist and near-misogynistic, but reflects the times in which it
appeared. The re-issue trailer rounds out the package.
Mr.
Blandings Builds His Dream House is worth a date-movie evening and still might
serve as a cautionary tale before one does a deep dive into erecting a home.
Buyer beware!
One
of the more unique entries in the film noir movement of the 1940s and
50s is the 1947 melodrama, Nightmare Alley. Based on a novel by William
Lindsay Gresham, the picture was made only because Tyrone Power expressed the
desire to star in it after reading the grim tale of a carnival barker who rises
to the top of the charlatan world, only to ultimately fall hard to rock bottom.
While
classified as film noir, the picture has little of the usual trappings
of the movement. There is no central crime in the story, there are no cynical
detectives, and one can argue that there are no femmes fatale. It is
only in the visual presentation that one can consider Nightmare Alley an
item of film noir—the high contrast black and white photography (by the
great Lee Garmes, who had photographed several of the early 30s Josef von
Sternberg pictures starring Marlene Dietrich), the heavy light and shadows, and
the dark, pessimistic themes in the story. Interestingly, the author of the
screenplay is John Furthman, who also worked with von Sternberg and penned such
titles as Shanghai Express and Blonde Venus—but he also wrote or
co-wrote such fare as the 1935 Mutiny on the Bounty, Only Angels Have
Wings, To Have and Have Not, and The Big Sleep. Director
Edmund Goulding had a long career starting in the silent era. He helmed Grand
Hotel, The Dawn Patrol, Dark Victory, and The Razor’s Edge,
to name a few of his classics.
Add
the casting of Power and Joan Blondell as the top-billed stars, plus the
charismatic Coleen Gray and Helen Walker, and you have a smorgasbord of talent
involved in the production. It was indeed a different kind of role for Tyrone
Power, who shed his matinee idol persona to play a flawed character. The
result? Nightmare Alley is an intelligent, seriously played, and
strikingly original B-movie that deals with the sleazy underbelly of the
carnival circuit, mediums and hocus pocus (the “spook racketâ€), and con
artists. It’s no wonder that a big-budget remake by Guillermo Del Toro is due
for a December 2021 release starring Bradley Cooper, Cate Blanchett, Rooney
Mara, Willem Dafoe, and Toni Collette.
Stanton
Carlisle (Power) works as a barker in a traveling carnival and is fascinated by
the “Geek†attraction, which is billed as a “missing link†between man and
beast. The Geek is really a down-on-his-luck alcoholic bum who willingly
degrades himself to bite the heads off live chickens in exchange for a little
pay and a bottle of booze. Stan is sweet on Molly (Gray), the young and
attractive girl-of-all-trades in the sideshow, but she is attached to Bruno the
strongman (Mike Mazurki). Stan then makes a play for Zeena (Blondell), the
mentalist who is married to another alcoholic, Pete (Ian Keith). Zeena still
loves Pete, although she sees the opportunity to better her situation with
Stan. She teaches Stan her tricks so that he can take over Pete’s part in the
act. After Stan unwittingly causes Pete’s death, the dynamics between the
characters shift. Stan and Molly are forced into marriage after a
behind-the-scenes tryst, and then they run away to become a big act in Chicago
using Zeena and Pete’s methods. But their fortunes turn, of course, especially
after Stan meets beautiful psychiatrist Lilith (Walker). To reveal more would
be unfair, but it is not a spoiler to say that the Geek plays a bigger role in
the yarn than we first thought.
While
Nightmare Alley is a terrific character study of an overly ambitious man,
it is really a cautionary picture about alcoholism. The Lost Weekend had
been a critical and popular success only two years earlier, so the producer
(George Jessel) and the studio must have thought Nightmare Alley would
fly—but it proved to be much too bleak, even for film noir. It was a box
office flop, despite some good reviews and the admirable quality of the
filmmaking. However, the movie gained a following over the decades and earned a
reputation as a dark classic that was little seen until home video and runs on
TCM.
The
Criterion Collection has now issued a superb Blu-ray presentation of Nightmare
Alley, an upgrade from Fox’s previous DVD release. The new 4K digital
restoration looks sharp and glorious, and it comes with an uncompressed
monaural soundtrack. There is an audio commentary from 2005 by film historians
James Ursini and Alain Silver. The supplements include an informative interview
about the film by critic Imogen Sara Smith; a truly excellent interview about
the history of the carny life by sideshow performer and historian Todd Robbins;
an interview from 2007 with actress Coleen Gray; an audio excerpt from a 1971
interview with filmmaker Henry King, who discusses Tyrone Power; and the
theatrical trailer. The booklet contains an essay by film writer and
screenwriter Kim Morgan. Bonus!—there are a handful of nifty tie-in Tarot cards
to play with!
Nightmare
Alley is
a fascinating gem from the darker side of film noir, which was already
pretty dark to begin with! Highly recommended.
RETRO-ACTIVE: THE BEST FROM THE CINEMA RETRO ARCHIVES
“THE LADY VANISHES
ONE MORE TIMEâ€
BY RAYMOND BENSON
The
Criterion Collection has issued a Blu-ray upgrade to a previous winning DVD
release—Carol Reed’s World War II suspense adventure, Night Train to Munich. It’s a terrific example of the fine cinema
Britain was managing to produce even while at war. Released there in August of 1940, the country
was already in the conflict, although the Blitz had not yet occurred. (The picture was released in the U.S. in
December 1940, smack dab in the middle of
the Blitz.)
What’s
more striking is its resemblance to Alfred Hitchcock’s The Lady Vanishes (1938) in tone, setting, and even characters.
Marketing pushes at the time suggested that Night
Train to Munich was a “sequel†to Vanishes,
which was an extremely popular movie on both sides of the Atlantic. Night Train is not a sequel, though—it’s
more of a remake.
Somebody
at the studio must have thought they needed “another movie like Lady Vanishes†so writers Sidney Gilliat
and Frank Launder, who were responsible for the previous screenplay, were
secured to pen the new one. Both pictures have plots that involve spies, double
agents and Nazis, and a major portion of the stories takes place on a passenger
train. To sell the “sequel†concept even more to the public, popular actress Margaret
Lockwood, the star of Vanishes, was
cast as the lead, this time opposite a young Rex Harrison instead of Michael
Redgrave. Most curious, though, is the inclusion of two characters (and the actors who played them) from Vanishes—the duo of the very British,
comical, possibly gay men known as Charters and Caldicott (played by Basil
Radford and Naunton Wayne). The couple was such a hit the first time around,
the two fellows had to be passengers on board Night Train, too. There has
been much discussion about Charters and Caldicott’s sexual orientation since
their several appearances in these and a few other films of the late thirties
and early forties. Are they gay? There are certainly several humorous “clues†in these
two first titles to suggest it. Since something like that couldn’t be blatantly
talked about in those days, it was best for the audience to simply find it
funny that two men are traveling together (again, on a train?) and possibly
using the same bed (in Vanishes).
In
Night Train, Lockwood plays the
daughter of a Czech scientist who is the MacGuffin of the story—both the Allies
and the Nazis want him. When father and daughter are captured and held in
Berlin, Harrison, a British agent whose cover is to perform and sell sheet
music in an English seaside town, is sent to Germany to free and bring them back
to the U.K. He impersonates a Nazi major in order to get “inside,†and his
impromptu escape plan involves the boarding of a train traveling from Berlin to
Munich (with fellow passengers Charters and Caldicott willing to help!). In the
meantime, a Nazi captain played by Paul Henreid (here credited as Paul von
Henreid—before he moved to Hollywood to be in Casablanca) is dedicated to keeping the scientist and his daughter
under the thumb of the Reich. Never mind that both Harrison and Henreid are
both in love with Lockwood.
Sounds
pretty far-fetched, doesn’t it? Forget it—this is a fast-paced,
intelligently-written, well-acted, and suspenseful adventure film. Mixed in
with all the excitement is light humor, in the tradition of Hitchcock’s
picture, thus providing viewers with an entertaining ride. Reed, who would go
on to make other classic British thrillers such as Odd Man Out and The Third Man,
handles the material with panache and style—just as Hitchcock did—but with a
more personal, friendlier touch.
The
new disk comes with a restored, high-definition digital transfer, with an
uncompressed monaural soundtrack. The image is remarkably clear and sharp, a
testament to the outstanding job Criterion does in presenting vintage cinema.
Supplements include a fascinating 2010 conversation between film scholars Peter
Evans and Bruce Babington about the director, writers, and the socio-political
climate at the time the picture was made, and an essay in the booklet by film
critic Philip Kemp.
So
“All aboard!†and take another ride on the thriller-adventure train. It doesn’t
matter if you don’t know The Lady
Vanishes—Night Train to Munich stands
on its own as top notch filmmaking. Better yet, get them both and make it a
double feature!
We admire any critic who bravely defends the merits of a much-maligned film- and films don't get much more maligned than the ill-fated, often mocked 1996 remake of "The Island of Dr. Moreau" starring Marlon Brando in the most bizarre performance of his career. Writing for The Guardian, Zach Vasquez outlines the legendary production problems that contributed to the travails of completing the movie and he acknowledges its many shortcomings. However, Vasquez still sees some gold in them thar ruins and presents his case as to why the film has enough merits to recommend it for viewing. Click here to read.