Sunday, November 06, 2005

A few days late, but....scary movies I recommend



I should have done this at the beginning of October, which I consider to be "Halloween Month", and the prime month to watch scary movies all month long (which I did), but I've been busy painting and working, plus am having trouble typing for any length of time these days, due to the problems with Carpal Tunnel Syndrome in my left hand. *throws self-pity party*

Anyway...these are my top 20 scary movie picks, not in any particular order, except for the first two. The majority were made in the '60's and '70's...this probably has something to do with my age, as many of these were films that scared me in my childhood and teen years, but really I think it's because I have been watching films, especially scary films (my favorite genre) for 40+ years, and most of the newer ones seem to be weak variations on what has come before. Not many newer horror/thriller films surprise me. The standout exceptions to this are "The Grudge" and "Frailty". Anyway here's my list:

Psycho (1960)
The Haunting (1963)
Mr. Sardonicus (1961)
Frenzy (1972)
Night Of The Hunter (1955)
The Evil Dead (1981)
The Exorcist (1973)
Halloween (1978)
When A Stranger Calls (1979)
Jaws (1975)
Whatever Happened To Baby Jane (1962)
Trilogy of Terror (1975, made for TV)
Phantasm (1979)
Alien (1979)
Frailty (2001)
The Grudge (2004)
Rosemary's Baby (1968)
Night Of The Living Dead (1968)
The Picture Of Dorian Gray (1945)
Westworld (1973)

Saturday, October 08, 2005

The Ring Two (unrated edition)


(2005)

"Fear comes full circle."

New rentals! We are prone to avoiding the theater and waiting to rent, and I grabbed this sequel, newly avaialable to rent, thinking "Oh, this will be good!"

Well, I'll make this brief and to the point. First off, in order to even begin to understand "The Ring Two", you need to have first seen the original. Which I did, and I thought the original one was scary as hell, and a very good film. But just because you saw the first one that doesn't mean you need to waste your time seeing this boring, un-scary sequel, which suffers most from poor direction and editing.

The plot: Naomi Watts reprises her role from "The Ring", determined to make a new life with her son, but the evil Samara returns. SURPRISE!

I don't know what "chilling new scenes" (as it says on the DVD box) this unrated version contains, but if the unrated version is supposed to be scarier than the rated one, that makes it even worse. This film is just not scary. In fact, my husband and I found ourselves laughing at many of the supposedly-scary scenes.

For instance: in the first film the director wasn't trying to scare the audience with computer-animated deer. And the only thing less scary than deer are computer-animated deer. That whole scene seemed to be just a lame imitation of the final scene from the Hitchcock classic "The Birds". We were laughing the entire time.

And how did Naomi Watts' character keep her (creepy-looking) little boy clean, if he's so damn phobic of tubs, showers, toilets and even faucets? Damn, kid, take a bath and wash your stanky little self! Oh no! Scared of the bath tub too? Well, Mom will just leave you alone in the tub, you'll be fine. What could happen?

This slow, predictable, boring, barely-a-horror-movie movie is long on closeups of Watts' face, and short on scary Samara.

See the original, but skip this one.

Sunday, October 02, 2005

Gia (unrated edition)


(1998)

"Everyone Saw The Beauty, No One Saw The Pain."

"Gia" is based on the real life story of late 1970's supermodel Gia Marie Carangi; starting with her life as a young girl, we see her watch tearfully as her mother (Mercedes Ruehl) leaves her father and her, for another man. We next see her as a spike-haired, pink-haired punk of 18, working in her father's diner, who becomes a model after an impromptu photo shoot one evening. As her fame rises, she falls under the influence of heroin, and dies from AIDS in 1986, aged 26. Gia Carangi was one of the first women in America whose death was attributed to AIDS. Taken from interviews with people who knew her, and her own journals, "Gia" is a film that catapulted Angelina Jolie, in the lead role, into stardom, and for which she earned the Golden Globe Award, and also helped bring to attention the growing epidemic of women with AIDS.

Gia Carangi could possibly be described as the brunette Marilyn Monroe of the modeling world; another woman famous for her beauty, whose emotional vulnerabilities ultimately led to her death. Angelina Jolie is electrifying and completely believable, possibly drawing from her own modeling past, and empathy for the woman she portrays. She almost eerily seems to embody the tragic supermodel - I remember very well the model Gia from her heyday, her ads, her covers, and I had wondered what happened to her - until I saw this film. Her celebrity is illustrated by the fact that supermodel Cindy Crawford, who resembles Gia Carangi, was often referred to as "The Next Gia", and "Baby Gia", when she first started modeling.

This unrated version (I have both) has 5 minutes more footage in it than the rated. I haven't watched my other version in awhile, but there seem to be more drug/needle scenes in this one, and possibly a little more nudity.

Gia starts off as a very sexy film, making Gia's sexuality evident in the earliest scenes - at her first, informal modeling shoot, she shows her preference for women, and later on when asked if she's ever had sex with a man, replies "Yeah, once. I could have done that with a German Shepherd". But the film soon must delve into Gia's downward spiral into drugs and depression, after the death of Wilhelmina Cooper, her first modeling agent and a close friend/mother figure. As Gia says, "People keep going away from me. It hurts."

The film is a study in greys, punctuated with flashes of bright colors, such as red. A mournful Jazz soundtrack for the titles and parts of the film, and classic rock and roll songs of the time contribute greatly to the atmosphere.

With a strong supporting cast, including Mercedes Reuhl as her mother, Elizabeth Mitchell as her lover, Eric Michael Cole as her friend T.J, and Faye Dunaway as Wilhelmina Cooper, HBO Pictures brought to TV one of the best of the made-for-TV film genre.

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Profit - (TV series, complete DVD set)


(1996)

"Profit - A Name You Can't Trust."

I don't usually review TV shows but I had to make an exception for "Profit".

Recently released for the first time ever, and on DVD, this deliciously evil short-lived series from 1996 was far ahead of its time. Today, in the era of HBO and shows such as "The Sopranos", the then-outrageous TV show "Profit" would fit right in. Lasting a mere season because of the uproar over its subject matter and its in-your-face handling of same (for example, the relationship between Jim Profit and his drug-addled trashy stepmother, wonderfully portrayed by Lisa Blount, sent conservatives into a tailspin), when I first saw the show I was immediately hooked, and was floored when it was cancelled.

My husband had heard me lament the demise of the show (he had never seen it). When he saw in a magazine that it was going to be released, and on DVD - the pilot, the 3 episodes that were aired in the USA, plus the 4 episodes I never got to see, that were released in France - he said "Isn't that the show you're always talking about that was cancelled that you loved so much?" - I looked at the article and literally made a beeline to my computer, credit card in hand. The DVD set includes some great interviews with the different people involved in the creation of the show.

As soon as it arrived, my husband started watching it with me and was even more hooked than I had been, especially at the pilot's amazing ending (I won't spoil it). After the pilot he said "That just makes me want to watch more!" It was everything I remembered: handsome, suave, charismatic, and completely evil Jim Profit (wonderfully portrayed by Adrian Pasdar), a warped product of insane parents and a horrible upbringing (his father made him live and sleep in a carboard box with a hole cut out so that he could just see a TV screen) uses any means in his power to get ahead in his quest to attain ownership of Gracen & Gracen, a powerful corporation. To say much more than this would spoil the story.

Watching the entire series, my husband and I treated it like a miniseries...and as we neared the last episode, I found myself saying, "Soon, there will be no more Profit! We're almost through it all!" I found myself suggesting after it was all over, that they bring the series back...hey, what's Adrian Pasdar doing these days?

Maybe HBO could pick it up, get at least some of the original cast back to participate - they'd have to have Pasdar - and do a "9 years later" and start the ball rolling again with a "9 years later" episode. What's the rest of the original cast up to these days (including Lisa Zane, actor Billy Zane's sister, as Joanne Meltzer, Jim Profit's arch-nemesis)? HBO should get some smarts and grab it up and run with it! FOX was smart enough to snatch it up back then; today it'd be perfect for cable TV.

"Profit" only suffered from its timing, as that there were no cable networks back then such as HBO, and apparently it was just too much for most of mainstream America. Brilliantly written and cast, one of the best TV shows I have ever seen, and as relevant now as it was then, "Profit" is a sheer masterpiece of film noir TV, and there has been nothing like it before or since. Buy it and watch it over and over - two words describe it better than any long review of it could: "Deliciously evil."

Sunday, September 18, 2005

Alexander


(2004)

"Fortune favors the bold."

This is a prime example of bad filmmaking that needn't have been...Oliver Stone was way out of his element/genre directing this kind of film, and Colin Farrell was a poor choice for the lead; I like him well enough but he just couldn't carry this role, and with the blonde mullet he sports in it I just kept thinking, "Fabio! Fabio!"

A lot of great actors in the cast: Angelina Jolie, Christopher Plummer, Anthony Hopkins...all underused. Rosario Dawson is great too...and her performance was spicy! Jared Leto just wandered around with his big blue eyes, looking like a puppy, and Val Kilmer was, as usual, a complete ham. Jolie is in her element here as Alexander's vixen mother (yes, mother), playing with snakes, her black kohl-rimmed eyes brimming with mischief, although I must say that I found her use of a Russian accent a bit perplexing. Expanding Jolie's and Dawson's roles would have helped the film immensely; those two were the only really interesting characters.

Basically, this film suffers from (1) poor direction and (2) poor choice of leading man and (3) bad acting. That's a lot of major problems, isn't it? And if battle scenes are flat-out boring....! Good choice of narrator though - Anthony Hopkins has a great voice. And it's a good thing someone does narrate, because the film often needs explanation.

Watching this dud just made me want to re-watch really good epics such as "Lawrence of Arabia", "Gladiator", or "Ben-Hur".

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Raising Arizona


(1987)

"A comedy beyond belief."

"Raising Arizona" is one of what I consider to be the five instantly classic films by the team of Ethan and Joel Coen, the others being "Blood Simple", "Fargo", "Oh Brother Where Are Thou", and "The Big Lebowski".

But "Raising Arizona" is my personal favorite, and one the most quotable films I have ever seen, with some of the best dialogue ever written for film.

I usually watch "Raising Arizona" at least once a year, and was just about in the mood to see it again when I happened to be waiting in a very slowly-moving line at my cell phone provider's store, and out of the blue, a man behind me asked me if I'd ever been to Green Bay. I replied "No, why?" He said I looked exactly like someone he knew there. I replied, "No, never been. But in the late 1980's a lot of people told me I looked like Holly Hunter in "Raising Arizona". (I am almost the same height, age, frame of build, somewhat similar facial features and general mannerisms, I also wore my hair like hers back then, and she's from Georgia and I'm from North Carolina, so we have similar accents.) His face lit up at the mention of the film, and he said to me:

"They've got a name for people like you. That name is 'Recidivism.'"

To which I immediately retorted: "That ain't me any more, no sir".
and the exchange went on...
"You're not just telling us what we want to hear?"
"No, sir, no way."
"Cause we just want to hear the truth."
"Well, then I guess I am telling you what you want to hear."
"Boy, didn't we just tell you not to do that?"
"Yes, sir."
"Okay, then."

We continued our "Raising Arizona" quotefest with each other, as I spouted out lines such as "Ah'm BARREN!!" (with the appropriate Holly Hunter facial expression) and "Yew go back in there and git me a youngun! They GOT more than they can handle!" While he came back with lines such as "Why are you lookin' for my son in the one place I know he ain't AT?!?"

...as the other people in line just looked at us as if we were crazy, except for one woman who daintily stepped forward and asked us "Uhm, I need to see a really funny movie. What's that one?"

In unison: "Raising Arizona!"

The story in brief: H.I. (Nicholas Cage) and "Ed" (Holly Hunter, in one of my favorite roles of hers) portray, respectively, an ex-con and a cop who meet when he keeps getting arrested for robbing convenience stores. They fall in love, get married, decide that "there is just too much love" between them, and they need a "critter to share it with". Upon finding that "Edwina's insides were a rocky place" where H.I.'s "seed could find no purchase", they try to adopt, but are turned down because of H.I.'s record. Then they read in the newspaper about local unpainted furniture storeowner Nathan Arizona (Trey Wilson), owner of "Unpainted Arizona", and his wife having quintuplets as a result of fertility pills, and who joke that "They got more than they can handle". The couple hatch a plan to take one of the babies and raise it as their own.

What results is an ongoing, fast-paced, hilarious set of misadventures, complicated by the appearance of a ruthless, heartless outlaw named Leonard Smalls (Randall "Tex" Cobb) Nathan Arizona hires to find the missing baby, and two felon friends from H.I.'s past (John Goodman and William Forsythe), who make a childbirth-like escape from prison. Sam McMurray (the smarmy dad in "Drop Dead Gorgeous") is H.I.'s....smarmy boss, Glen. Frances McDormand (real-life spouse of Joel Coen, and star of other Coen films such as "Blood Simple" and "Fargo") is his excitable wife Dot. M. Emmet Walsh ("Blood Simple") has a scenery-chewing cameo role as H.I.'s talkative co-worker.

When Ed finally opens up her 5'2" can of Southern-fried whup-ass, throwing her badge to the dirt, striding towards Leonard Smalls as she bellows with all her might, "Gimme back that baby, you warthog from HELL!!!" I always fling my arms up and shout "You go girl! Kick his ass!"

And the way Hunter cries is hilarious.

Holly Hunter was great in this role, as one would expect. She's a very talented actress, in both serious and comedic roles.

Nicholas Cage and Holly Hunter made a great onscreen couple, Cage with his hair standing out in every direction, looking like a hapless, browbeaten puppy half of the time, and Hunter as his diminuitive firecracker of a wife who loves him and tries to keep him honest (oh yeah except for that little kidnapping excursion).

I could go on and on about this film but suffice to say that so far I haven't met anyone who didn't find "Raising Arizona" hilarious. And as any great Coen brothers film, it has a certain mythic quality that's hard to describe, but is present all of of the brothers' best efforts. When I was single, I often used Coen brothers films as a barometer of sorts for prospective boyfriends. For instance, I remember seeing "Fargo" on a first date, and when we came out of the theater, the guy (whose name I have since forgotten anyway) remarked "Huh, I didn't think much of that", while I was thinking how blown away I was by the film! I immediately thought to myself "So much for him! This relationship won't last long."

For more great Coen comedy, check out "Oh Brother Where Art Thou" (2000), which is loosely based on Homer's epic poem "The Odyssey". Another great Coen comedy is "The Big Lebowski" (1998), which also includes my favorite singer/songwriter Aimee Mann in a brief cameo, and boasts a cult following that has resulted in an annual "Lebowskifest" for fans of the film.

"Blood Simple" (1984) is probably my favorite film noir modern-day classic tale of lust and betrayal, and is my personal second-favorite Coen brothers film. "Fargo" (1996), which won the Screenwriting Oscar, and an Oscar for Frances McDormand, is another must-see Coen classic.

Sunday, August 21, 2005

Psycho Beach Party


(2001)

"Party 'til you drop. Dead."

"Psycho Beach Party" is a parody of teen slasher horror films, taking place in the 1960's. It's a combination of beach movie, horror film, and camp. It's really not a very good movie for the general public, but as a cheesy camp flick it has its appeal, and it's worth at least a rent, at least for people who like this kind of John Waters-esque camp. My main complaint is that it seems to try a bit too hard. But it's a great movie if you're in a certain kind of relaxed mood. Anyway, we have a copy of it in our collection, and re-watched it yesterday.

Florence "Chicklet" Forrest (Lauren Ambrose, of "Six Feet Under") is the highlight of the whole movie, and makes the film worthwhile just on her merits alone. Her character has multiple personalites, the main two being the nice, peppy Florence, but the hilarious one is her alter-ego "Anne Bowen", a dominiatrix minx. Ambrose switches back and forth seamlessly and hilariously between these two personalities (and a minor third one).

The story: Florence and her best friend Berdine (Danni Wheeler) get involved in a series of murders after Florence starts hanging out with the all-male surfers' club, wanting to be part of the group. Captain Monica Stark (played by writer, actor and novelist Charles Busch, who for some reason saw fit to be cast in this female part - he is not really funny, and the character is treated as if she were really female, instead of a obvious man in drag) is the officer in charge of the case. Add to the mix a sequestered B-horror film actress, Bettina Barnes (Kimberley Davies), Florence's picture-perfect mother, Ruth (Beth Broderick), psychology major dropout Starcat (Nicholas Brendon, of the TV series "Buffy The Vampire Slayer"), the catty Marvel Ann (Amy Adams, of "Drop Dead Gorgeous"), Swedish exchange student, Lars (Matt Kessler), Kathleen Robertson as the bitchy, wheelchair-bound Rhonda, whom you really just want to literally push out of her chair, and the supposedly omnipotent Kanaka (Thomas Gibson), a great soundtrack, and you've got a completely silly, fun film for lovers of the cheesy camp genre.

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

The Avengers - The Emma Peel Megaset



1965-1967

(TV Series)

This is supposed to be just a movie review blog, but I can't resist adding this one TV show. I watched The Avengers when it was originally aired, but I hadn't seen any of the episodes since then until about a year ago, when I felt a sudden nostalgic yearning to own copies of the episodes that featured Diana Rigg as Emma Peel. I found out this set was available, and pulled out my charge card.

I didn't remember the show very well except for Emma Peel, having been a child when the episodes first aired. But I sure remembered Mrs. Peel - I wanted to grow up to be Emma Peel! She karate-chopped, sword-fought, out-smarted her foes, solved mysteries and crimes, wore great 60's clothes, had the perfect flip hairstyle, and saved her male partner John Steed from certain death as often as he saved her! All with a wry sense of humor, collected, the epitome of classy, and beautiful.

The episodes with Emma Peel comprised only a 2-year time frame of the series, but what a memorable time! The Megaset also includes galleries of rare, high-quality production stills from the archives of The Avengers. All the Avengers episodes ever made featuring Diana Rigg as Mrs. Emma Peel are in the set. I've been trying to watch them in sequence, but my husband prefers to pull out his personal favorites to watch, such as "The Queen of Sin", "The Winged Avenger", and "The Cybernauts".

Playful, stylish, classy, campy...and visually, these digitally remastered epsiodes are amazing. The black and white ones are very clear, and the color ones are extremely rich, lush in color. The beautiful and captivating theme music was some of the best of the times in TV shows. As for the scripts, as an adult, I can actually understand and appreciate the tongue-in-cheek humor inherent in the show! What a fun show. And with Patrick MacNee as the suave, jovial and warm John Steed, her partner in crime-solving, MacNee and Rigg - who had wonderful chemistry on-screen - made for some of the best years of "The Avengers."

Whatever Happened To Baby Jane?


(1962)

"Sister, sister, oh so fair, why is there blood all over your hair?"

Bette Davis and Joan Crawford portray sisters with a history of competitiveness with each other: Davis is Jane Hudson, or "Baby Jane" Hudson, as she was known when she was a child vaudeville star. Crawford is her sister Blanche, who became famous as an acclaimed actress while Jane's star went down. Jane, who was bratty and selfish as a child star, makes an even worse adult, much less a drunken, nasty, kabuki-makeup wearing, slovenly, crazy old woman.



Having suffered a mysterious car accident years before, Blanche's career as an actress was ended, and Jane takes care of her. Well, not really.



Blanche: (calmly) You wouldn't be able to do these awful things to me if I weren't still in this chair.
Jane: (screeching) But ya AAH, Blanche! Ya AAH in that chair!

A melodramatic combination of dark comedy, camp, and thriller, "Whatever Happened To baby Jane" is one of the all-time classics of camp horror.



The legendary hatred and competitiveness between the two stars is well-documented, and the film used it well, also rejuvenating the careers of both stars. Crawford insisted that a doll be used as a stand-in for the scene were Davis kicks her. Crawford's hatred of Davis was not lessened by Davis' nomination for Best Actress for her role (her 10th nomination). The image of the aged and horrific "Baby Jane" dressed in a childlike dress, performing "I've Written A Letter To Daddy" is probably one of the creepiest images in film. Footage from one of Davis' own early film flops is shown in a scene meant to illustrate how lousy an actress "Baby Jane" becomes as an adult.

Maidie Norman as maid/helper Elvira gives a great performance in a supporting role, and the classy Anna Lee (best known in later years as Lila Quartermaine on the TV soap "General Hospital"} portrays the sisters' gracious and inquisitive neightbor.

The film received five Academy Award nominations including Best Actress (Bette Davis), Best Supporting Actor (Victor Buono, in his screen debut), Best B/W Cinematography, and Best Sound, with one win for Best B/W Costume Design.

Friday, August 12, 2005

Giant


(1956)

"The legendary epic that's as big as Texas!"

The plot: Texas ranch owner Bick Benedict (Rock Hudson) travels to purchase a prize horse, but falls in love at first sight with the owner's pampered daughter Leslie (Elizabeth Taylor). He woos and wins her quickly, they marry, then travel back to his isolated ranch.



Leslie, after a rough start, proves herself quite the force of nature.



Ranch hand Jett Rink (James Dean) falls into unrequited love with Leslie -



Uttering, in the shot above, one of my favorite lines in the film, it goes something like, "Mrs. Benedict, you sure do look right good enough to eat, yeah, good enough to eat...." (voice trails off and he looks like he's going to lick his lips) - and then when he strikes it rich with oil, he takes his bitterness out in several ways.

With a stellar supporting cast including Mercedes McCambridge, Sal Mineo, Carroll Baker, and Dennis Hopper, "Giant" is the original miniseries before anyone knew what a miniseries even was...except this is of course a classic film of the big screen, not a TV movie.



Directed by George Stevens, the sprawling epic (201 minutes, but it goes fast, believe me) beautifully covers two generations of family and a variety of issues, including marriage, family, childraising, social snobbery and racism, the latter two being covered especially well. When in the mood for a well-paced, involved, alternately funny, sad, heartwarming, and emotionally fulfilling epic, "Giant" always fits the bill for me.

Monday, August 01, 2005

The Pride Of The Yankees


(1942)

"It's the Great American Story!"

First off, my favorite actor of all time is Gary Cooper. I love his acting, and the gawkiness he often used in his screen roles, in addition of course to the fact that I thought he was absolutely gorgeous in his prime. Cooper's appeal is only enhanced for me by the distance of his onscreen persona from his real-life one...he was quite the ladies' man in real life, not awkward with women as the characters he often portrayed onscreen, and his smoldering sexuality shows from his piercing blue eyes. His lively offscreen affairs with stars such as Clara Bow (who famously declared "He's hung like a horse and he can go all night!"), Lupe Velez aka "The Mexican Spitfire", and of course Patricia Neal, are the stuff of old Hollywood legend.

Kevin Costner and Ralph Fiennes in their primes had nothin' on Coop. He was the man. Cooper, who started off wanting to be an artist, fell into acting instead, first as a stunt man in westerns, but quickly getting leading roles. He continued to do most of his own riding and stunts even into his later years, carving himself quite a name as a star of westerns, including the western classic "High Noon" (1952), but my favorite films of his were films such as "Mr. Deeds Goes To Town" (1936), "Meet John Doe" (1941), "Ball Of Fire" (1941), "Sargeant York" (1941), and of course "The Pride Of The Yankees". My husband understands my adoration of Gary Cooper; and/but we had this brief discussion before we watched my recently purchased DVD of the film (I'd seen it before, but didn't own a copy of it):

Husband: "I don't mind watching it with you as long as you don't make those noises you always make when you watch a Gary Cooper movie."

Me: "What noises?"

Husband: "Those noises like the ones Homer Simpson makes when he looks at a stick of butter...'Mmmmmmmm'...."

Me: "What? I didn't know I did that. Okay, I won't make any weird noises while we watch it."

So I was quiet (except for of course choking up in tears when Cooper delivers Gehrig's legendary "Today, I consider myself to be the luckiest man on the face of the earth" farewell speech) -



- Gehrig's retirement speech helped immortalize him as a hero and an all-American role model.

"The Pride of the Yankees" is the blueprint for the sports biopic, and is generally considered to be the best movie about baseball ever made. Teresa Wright stars as his wife Eleanor. Wright, who just passed away this March, was an excellent actress, and a beautiful woman. The last film I saw her in was in a small part in "Somewhere In Time", and she had aged wonderfully. She and Cooper had great chemistry onscreen, holding her own ground as he towered over her petite 5'3" frame.



Walter Brennan, a frequent Cooper co-star and real-life friend, and Babe Ruth as himself (shown below with Cooper) are two other co-stars who contribute much to the film.



The film traces the rags-to-riches story of Gehrig, as his childhood dream comes true when he's signed to the New York Yankees, and his untimely retirement when he is stricken with the fatal, neurological disease ALS (amyotrophic lateral sclerosis) which was afterwards simply called "Lou Gehrig's Disease". Cooper, although a bit of an odd choice for the part (one reason being his height, he was about 6'4"), gives an endearing, heartfelt, dignified performance, for which he was nominated for an Academy Award. Gehrig was left-handed, Cooper right-handed, which was further complicated by the fact that Cooper himself wasn't a capable baseball player. For the filming, his uniform had "New York" printed backwards on it, he ran to third base when he hit a ball, and then the print was reversed.

Nominated for 11 Academy Awards in all, and receiving 1 (for Film Editing), "The Pride Of The Yankees" still stands as a must-see film for baseball fans and fans of classic cinema alike.

Sunday, July 24, 2005

Some Like It Hot



(1959)

"The movie too HOT for words!"

I recently picked up a special edition DVD of the classic "Some Like It Hot", and upon arriving home with it, tossed out my old battered fullscreen VHS version. I watched this film again last night, with the added bonus of seeing it for the first time in widescreen, and was immediately struck once again by how perfect a movie it is.

You've got a Billy Wilder film with female impersonators played by Tony Curtis and Jack Lemmon, and Marilyn Monroe with a screen name that reeks of porn and/or strippers - "Sugar Cane". What more could you ask for? This wondrous mix combined to make one of the greatest comedies in the history of film.

Tony Curtis and Jack Lemmon portray down-and-out musicians who accidently witness a mob massacre and immediately flee from the mob, as George Raft's character says, "I don't like no loose ends." In desperation, they disguise themselves as women -



- Curtis as "Josephine", and Lemmon as "Daphne", in order to join an all-girl band and leave town.

Once "Sugar Cane" (Monroe) sashays past the pair on the way to the train they're about to board, all bets are off. Staring after her as she walks away, Lemmon, as "Daphne" exclaims, "Would you look at that...that's just like jello on springs!"

I'll omit the rest of the plot summary. What I will remark on is how really filthy this movie is for its time. And very gay! The innuendos and double-entendres are priceless. Jack Lemmon, who had one of the most expressive faces in film, gives an amazing performance. Tony Curtis looks scarily convincing as a woman (Lemmon just looks really ugly), and Marilyn Monroe is hypnotically beautiful and funny at the same time.

Marilyn Monroe - a woman whom the camera truly loved. Pregnant during the making of the film, she looks just slightly more voluptuous than usual for the time - in fact gorgeous - and in closeups, ethereal, vulnerable, and breathtaking in a way that almost brings tears to the eyes.



Joe E. Brown gives a hilarious performance as "Daphne's" suitor -



- and Tony Curtis gets to give his (passable, but still very funny) Cary Grant impression. Side note: There has been the legendary rumor for years that Curtis said that "Kissing Marilyn Monroe was like kissing Hitler" because of problems on the set with her erratic behavior. In recent years Curtis has claimed that he never made that statement. Whatever the truth, the pair do exhibit really wonderful chemistry in their love scene together, and the skin-colored/sequined dress Marilyn Monroe wears for that sequence is absolutely perfect. Here she is shown in between takes in it; she couldn't sit down well in it, so a special board/rest was set up for her:



This is a film that still stands the test of time; a true ten-star classic.

Thursday, June 16, 2005

Jaws


(1975)
(30th Anniversary Special Edition DVD)

"You'll never go in the water again!"

This is the movie that really reminds me of high school; it came out the summer before I started my senior year, the summer I turned 18.

"Jaws" was the "Psycho" of my generation. I don't apply this term to "Halloween", another equally scary film of the '70's involving pointy things that can kill you, because "Jaws" and "Psycho" have too very important elements in common with each other, and "Halloween" somehow seems to fall into a different horror genre.

Both "Psycho" and "Jaws" are about ordinary people doing something ordinary and enjoyable, two activities one would normally never find dangerous: showering, and splashing about in the shallows of the ocean.

I don't remember, but I can't imagine that this movie made people very happy whose livelihood depended on beach tourism, as it was released in the early summer.

Seeing "Psycho" made many people afraid to take showers (including actress Janet Leigh, who starred in it and claimed she never took another shower afterwards), and "Jaws" made many people afraid to swim in the ocean. It scared the hell out of us teenagers and made for endless pranks at the beach that summer (hey, I was 17 when it came out in the theater, what can I say)? Two of my friends would take turns pretending to be an approaching shark in the water, using his hand as a fin, while humming the classic "Jaws" soundtrack, or pretending to be the first victim in the film (minus the screaming, which upset the lifeguards), thrashing and flailing about in the waves as if being attacked and dragged underwater.

"Jaws" was also Steven Spielberg's first (and I think best) blockbuster. It could only help boost the careers of the 3 lead male actors in the film: Roy Scheider, Robert Shaw, and Richard Dreyfuss (this was the role that made Dreyfuss a star). It spawned one of the most classic and oft-quoted lines in film history: "You're gonna need a bigger boat." It was also technically a very innovative film, with a mechanical shark that by all accounts was a great deal of trouble.

I hadn't seen this film in several years, having seen it umpteen times when it first came out, and several times on VHS, as I owned an old VHS copy of it. But I recently got the 30th Anniversary Edition, and saw it again last night, in the dark, in widescreen, through the stereo (gone is the full-screen only old tape).

Suffice to say that when the head pops out of the boat...I still jump just as much as I did the first time I saw it in the theater.

The ultimate, and best, of the "Scary Summer Movie" genre.

This "Special Edition 30th Anniversary Edition" (widescreen, of course) of the film includes some great special features such as deleted scenes and outtakes, a never-before-available interview with Spielberg, archives, and a two-hour documentary of the making of the film. The deleted scenes and outtakes are a riot; I can certainly see why the shot of Robert Shaw's clog-sheathed foot stepping out of a big black car with the words "QUINT" in white and a white outline drawing of a shark on its door were cut! Shaft! We never knew ya!

Friday, June 10, 2005

Mr. and Mrs. Smith


(2005)

My husband and I just got back from seeing "Mr. and Mrs. Smith", which opened in theaters today. Normally I don't review current-run films, much less on the day they premiere, but I had planned beforehand to review this one. I knew I was going to enjoy it. Aside from and in spite of all the media speculation about Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt, I had a feeling it was going to be a fun film. I like Angelina Jolie and I especially like to watch her in action roles (yes I love and own the two Tomb Raider films). Seeing her run around with a big gun, kicking butt, is FUN. She's as great in this kind of role as Diana Rigg was as TV's Emma Peel! A perfect fit. And Brad Pitt is an underrated actor, he is really very good, and he is funny in this movie! He has great comedic timing.

The plot is simple. Two professional assassins find out that they've been hired to kill the other. The plot is only barely complicated by the facts that (1) they are married to each other, and (2) they did not know until this point of the story the other's true occupation.

The "eye candy" factor is high: Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie, often scantily dressed, heavily breathing lines such as "Who's your Daddy now?"

It's also an action-packed movie, with good dialogue, great chemistry between Pitt and Jolie, and plenty of (not too bloody) violence. It's much more tongue-in-cheek than the trailers indicate. And Pitt and Jolie get some great one-liners.

All in all, a highly entertaining "popcorn" movie; great summer flick. As we walked to the car I said "It's sort of a mix of 'True Lies', 'Tomb Raider', 'The Avengers' (the old TV show, not that lousy movie), with a pinch of 'Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid' thrown in. I really enjoyed it."

And look for a "Fight Club" reference, in the form of a t-shirt.

Friday, June 03, 2005

Office Space


(1999)

"Could you do that? That'd be greaaaaaaat."

Always on my list of "films to take along on the yearly beach trip in case it rains". Anyone who's ever had to work in an office environment (I have, many times) will find something to love, as will anyone who's ever waitressed in a restaurant such as "T.G.I. Friday's" (ditto), that makes the employees wear idiotic uniforms involving wearing decorations such as buttons (called "flair" in this film).

Mike Judge (creator of Beavis and Butthead, and he also has a cameo as the annoying supervisor at the restaurant) hits every right note in the film that really displayed Gary Cole's ("Fatal Vision") comedic ability, and proved Jennifer Aniston, as Joanna, Peter's love interest, to be capable of much more than just being a TV "Friend". Her performance in "Office Space" resulted in her getting another ground-breaking part for her, in "The Good Girl". Ron Livingston (Peter Gibbons) is dead-on as the deadpanned, put-upon office worker who finally breaks free. Diedrich Bader (of The Drew Carey Show) in a small but notable part as Peter's construction-worker friend and neighbor is wonderfully funny, and almost unrecognizable under the long hair and drawl. Stephen Root ("O Brother, Where Art Thou?") is the Swingline-stapler loving underfoot underdog.

All the smaller parts are fleshed out well and are hilarious in their own right, and each aspect of the film, while exaggerating the possible goings-on in the office world, exposes the inherent idiocies. This is one of those films that has spun out classic quotable lines from the first day it premiered.

Did you get the memo?

Saturday, May 28, 2005

Somewhere In Time


(1980)

"Is it you?"

The ultimate modern-day four-hankie chick-flick, "Somewhere In Time", starring Christopher Reeve, Jane Seymour, Christopher Plummer, and Teresa Wright (in a bit part) is an unabashedly sentimental, romantic, beautiful film that never fails to bring me to tears.

Reeve portrays Richard Collier, a young Chicago playwright, who, on the opening night of his first play, is approached by an elderly woman who pleads with him to "Come back to me" as she presses an antique watch into his hands. Intrigued, he starts to do some research and discovers that the woman was, in her youth, a beautiful and popular stage actress named Elise McKenna. He travels to a resort where she had performed, and becomes obsessed with a photographic portrait he sees on display there. (Next comes the really fantasy part) He decides he has to learn how he can travel back in time so that he may meet her, and by self-hypnosis, combined with other methods/props, they meet and fall in love. But trouble rears its ugly head in the form of Elise's overbearing and overprotective manager (Plummer).

Christopher Reeve is at his handsome prime here, and his performance is wonderfully Gary Cooperish-tall-awkward-naive-in love. Jane Seymour is at her most patrician, slyly feline best (her other best performance, IMO, has been in the TV remake of "East of Eden", which is actually a very fine film in its own right). Their performances, along with Christopher Plummer's, the beautiful soundtrack by John Barry, which is almost better than the film itself, and the costumes combine to make a great tearjerker along the lines of the old classics.

Official website: http://www.somewhereintime.tv/

Saturday, May 14, 2005

To Die For


(1995)

"All she wanted was a little attention..."

If you would like to see a truly great and lesser-known performance by Nicole Kidman, check out "To Die For". Directed by Gus Van Sant, screenplay by Buck Henry from the book by Joyce Maynard (both Henry and Maynard have bit parts in the film), "To Die For" is a wicked little gem of a film.

Kidman won the Golden Globe award for Best Actress for her performance, and frankly I thought she should have gotten the Academy Award (unless I remember incorrectly, I don't think she was even nominated for an Academy Award for it). But she is absolutely brilliant in it: chilling, funny, scary, sexy, and horrifically evil.

Kidman portrays Suzanne Stone-Maretto: a devious, calculating, self-centered woman who manipulates Larry Maretto (a very sympathetic performance by Matt Dillon) into marrying her, quickly tires of him when he tries to stand in her way of her greatest ambition in life, which is to be the next Diane Sawyer, and soon convinces her teenage lover to kill him for her. Sound familiar? "To Die For" was loosely based on the real-life story of Pamela Smart, who seduced her 15-year old lover into murdering her husband.

Joaquin Phoenix is Jimmy Emmett, the hapless student who becomes Suzanne's lover; Lydia Mertz is Alison Follard, a young girl who idolizes her; and Casey Affleck is Russel Hines, another student who gets caught up in the scheme. Illeana Douglas is great as Larry's acidic, loving sister Janice, who also gets one of the best lines in the film, and at the very beginning, no less; and Dan Hedaya is Larry's father, Joe Maretto. Dan Hedaya is a master of the "Believe me, you don't want to see me mad" performance, with obvious menace just under a calm surface. The casting is great, and the performances are all right on target.

Look for uncredited cameos by George Segal as a conference speaker, and David Cronenberg as...you'll just have to see it.

Wednesday, May 11, 2005

Fahrenheit 451


(1966)

"What if you had no right to read?"

"Fahrenheit 451" is a strange, quirky, flawed film - but one I've always loved. No director could or would have interpreted the classic Bradbury novel in the same bizarre, fascinating manner as Francois Truffaut. It's a book, and a film, about freedom, choices, individuality, and intellectual repression in a future where books are forbidden; where Firemen are men who start fires...fires in which they burn books.

It was also the first color film directed by Truffaut. Although he by all accounts was not happy about making a color film and found it a bit unsettling, color is used to great effect here; sparingly, except for the extreme shade of red that is seen throughout.

"Fahrenheit 451" is supposed to be the temperature at which book paper catches fire, as the protagonist Guy Montag (Oskar Werner) explains in a scene at the beginning. Guy is a Fireman who seems happy enough with his life until he is approached by a young woman named Clarisse (Julie Christie) on his way home from work one day. She starts up a conversation with him, and the two become friendly. She bewilders him but challenges him to think and feel....and read. And when he arrives home we see his wife (also played by Julie Christie, with long hair), sedated and watching the wallscreen (TV of sorts)...we see what his life is really like, although he had told Clarisse he was "happy"...he is not.

As his friendship with Clarisse grows, he starts to secretly take home, hoard, and read some of the books he finds in the course of his daily work, and as he reads, he becomes obsessed with the books. They become his mistress, and are what finally make him feel affection and warmth. And when he starts to feel and care, so do we.

The two single best scenes are a passionate one involving an old woman who refuses to leave her books, her "children" as she calls them; and the wonderful ending of the film. The countless, painful closeups of books as they are being burned are beautifully done, and difficult to watch.

The gossip and trivia surrounding the making of the film are almost more interesting than the film itself. For instance, Truffaut and Werner had previously made the classic "Jules and Jim" together, and had been friends. However, after the huge success of "Jules and Jim", Werner had by all accounts become a bit...difficult. For example: when Werner and Christie met for the first time in real life, instead of Werner saying something like "I'm so looking forward to our working together", he immediately launched into a lecture to Christie about how he thought she should play her part. By the end of the film Truffaut and Werner detested each other (Christie was said to be a wonderful actress to work with). He used Werner as little as possible as filming progressed and their antagonism towards each other grew. For a scene in which the audience sees what is supposed to be Montag's hand pulling a tarp over himself, Truffaut purposely found the crew member with the worst nicotine-stained fingers to stand-in Werner's hands. He was forced to use a body double in several scenes, as Werner was extremely uncomfortable around fire, which made filming more difficult than expected. Werner famously got a major haircut right before the final scenes were shot, to try to disturb the film's continuity.

Truffaut was a well-known disciple of Alfred Hitchcock's films, so when Hitchcock fired his long-time music collaborator Bernard Herrmann, during the filming of "Torn Curtain", Truffaut was thrilled to acquire his talents for his own film. The score for "F451" is beautiful, and the film would not be nearly as effective without it.

Writer/producer/director Frank Darabont ("The Green Mile", "The Shawshank Redemption", to name my favorites of his) is working on a new film of "Fahrenheit 451" this year. He says it won't be a remake of the original film. I love the 1966 version, but I have to admit that I will be very interested to see how Darabont will interpret this Bradbury classic.

Sunday, May 08, 2005

The Haunting (1999 remake)


(1999 remake)

Here's a sample "this took me 5 minutes to write" review, although that's more than this movie deserves anyway.

A lousy remake of a great movie from an even greater novel by Shirley Jackson (the novel was titled "The Haunting of Hill House").

This is one of the worst movies I've ever seen, and not even bad in a funny way, so it wouldn't even qualify as "camp" entertainment. Despite a cast including Liam Neeson, Catherine Zeta-Jones, and Lili Taylor, the overdone special-effects alone crush this film under their weight. Do yourself a favor, go rent or buy the 1963 original starring Julie Harris and Claire Bloom. THAT film is one of my very favorite ghost movies of all time, is in my personal DVD collection, and a movie I would highly recommend to anyone who loves ghost/horror, especially the older films where subtlety, a great soundtrack, and the viewer's own imagination and fears are employed to great effect.

Saturday, April 30, 2005

The Philadelphia Story


(1940)

"You're slipping, Red. I used to be afraid of that look -
the withering glance of the goddess."


Since Katharine Hepburn is my favorite actress, it's about time I paid homage to one of her films.

The movie begins with one of the most classic scenes in film history. The audience does not know who the characters are in the first scene, and no dialogue is used. We see Cary Grant angrily slam the front door of a mansion and stalk towards a car parked out front. A moment later, Katharine Hepburn, dressed in a nightgown, follows him out, carrying a bag of golf clubs. After removing one club, she contemptuously throws the bag filled with the rest at him, haughtily breaks the one club over her knee, throws the halves at him, and stomps back towards the open doorway. Grant follows her, taps her on the shoulder...and when she wheels around, he pulls his fist back as if to punch her, but instead mashes her face in the palm of his hand, shoving her backward through the open doorway, where we next see her rubbing her neck as she sits up. The scene ends.

Cut to "Two Years Later" as the title informs the audience; the day before Philadelphian blue-blood Tracy Lord's (Katharine Hepburn) second wedding. The audience also realize that the mashee in the opening scene and the masher were formally husband and wife: Tracy Lord (Katharine Hepburn) and C.K. Dexter Haven (Cary Grant). Soon Dexter has makes a surprise visit to the Lord household on the eve of the wedding. Tracy is about to marry George Kittredge (John Howard), her stuffy and rather chauvinistic well-to-do fiance. What Tracy doesn't know at first is that Dexter, perhaps seeking revenge on Tracy, has arranged for Mike Connor (James Stewart), a writer for a tabloid-like magazine named "Spy", and Liz Imbrie (Ruth Hussey), a "Spy" photographer, to do a story on the wedding under the guise of being friends of a friend of the family. Once Tracy is informed by Dexter that she must either allow the story to be written or her father's ongoing illicit affair with a dancer will be the big story instead she consents, but Connor and Imbrie do not know that she knows who their real identities and purpose...and she plots to "really give them something to write about...we'll set them on their ears!"

The first scene where Tracy meets Mike Connor and Liz Imbrie, and practically interviews them sets the tone for the rest of the film.

To reveal more of the story would spoil it for anyone who hasn't seen the film. But in the next twenty-four hours Tracy and the others find their lives turned upside-down in an alternately hilarious and touching series of events.

Katharine Hepburn made the extremely wise move on the advise of Howard Hughes, whom she was dating at the time, of buying the film rights to Philip Barry's play - she had been a hit onstage in the role, which was written for her. Recently having been labeled "box-office poison", even being offered a role in a film tentatively entitled "Mother Carey's Chickens", it was the only way to guarantee her the role in any filming of the play. She had spent a year on Broadway in the film version, and interrupted the tour of the play to film it for MGM. For the film, she had wanted Clark Gable and Spencer Tracy for the roles of Haven and Connor. She got Grant and Stewart - hardly shabby! And better choices anyway, IMHO. Donald Ogdent Stewart took over for the screenplay adaptation, as Barry had apparently requested too much money. The dialogue is some of the best of any film of its time, and Hepburn, at her most radiant, is beautifully costumed by designer Adrian. She is at times "lit from within", as Stewart's character Mike tells her, and at other times "made of bronze" (as her father, played by John Halliday) asserts. Dinah, Tracy's young sister, is portrayed to hilarious effect by child actress Virginia Weidler, who makes her appearance to the reporter duo in ballet toe shoes, spewing French and finishing her introduction to them by manically playing and singing a lusty dance-hall song on the piano. Pinch-prone Uncle Willie (Roland Young) adds great spice and fun with his smaller part.

Side note: In the scene where Mike arrives drunk at Dexter's house late one evening, Stewart purposely hiccups to try to crack Grant's straight-faced resolve - and it works.

"The Philadelphia Story" won six Academy Award nominations: Best Picture, Best Actor (Stewart), Best Actress (Hepburn), Best Supporting Actress (Hussey), Best Screenplay (Donald Ogden Stewart), and Best Director (George Cukor). James Stewart and Donald Ogden Stewart won their nominations (Stewart's sole Oscar win), and although Katharine Hepburn did not win for this role (she lost to Ginger Rogers for her performance in "Kitty Foyle"), she received the New York Film Critics' Award. The film revived her professional reputation, was a huge success, is of course considered to be one of the all-time classics of romantic comedy, and my personal favorite of Hepburn's films of this genre.

Saturday, April 23, 2005

A Boy And His Dog


(1975)

"A rather kinky tale of survival."

"A Boy And His Dog" is definately a cult classic, but defies being more neatly categorized beyond that genre. It's been labeled alternately and collectively as being "misogynistic", "the greatest Science Fiction movie ever made", "black comedy", and as a "cross between George Orwell and Mel Brooks" (the last description is my personal favorite), to list a few. Although it is true that the film is rather misogynistic, I don't find this a fault; the film is supposed to be portraying a terrible, possible future reality. And it may not be nice, folks.

"A Boy And His Dog" was directed by L.Q. Jones, a character bit actor favored by Sam Peckinpah for his westerns, and is based on the novella of the same name by Sci-Fi legend Harlan Ellison (who by all accounts loved the film version).

It takes place in the year 2024, after WWIV has ravaged the earth's civilization, rendering it into a post-apocalyptic desert where humans have become complete scavengers. A very young, relatively unknown Don Johnson (way before his days in TV's "Miami Vice") stars as Vic, a young "solo" as the loners are called, trying to stay alive in this post-atomic desert of a world. Veteran actor Jason Robards appears in a small part as a favor to Jones. Vic's companion, friend, and mentor is a sheepdog named Blood. The dog, named Tiger in real life, was a very popular animal actor of the times in addition to being an extremely well-trained and appealing performer, and also was the family dog on the TV show "The Brady Bunch."

Vic and Blood share a special bond, and the two communicate telepathically.

Don't laugh at that last remark; it's done very well in the film.

An element that could have ruined the film if not done carefully is, however, handled perfectly. Although it was suggested that animation be used to make it appear as if the dog's mouth is moving, thankfully none was used, and Tiger's masterful performance, combined with his scruffy, gravelly, world-weary, old-west voice, provided by Tim McIntire, makes for some of the best acting in the film, and also some of the best lines. Blood literally sniffs out women for Vic to have sex with, helps Vic be on the lookout for other packs of scavengers trying to kill him and each other in the ongoing fight over food and women, and Vic does the shooting and the foraging for food. In addition the two are best friends, with Blood being the most intelligent by far. It seems that in the future, people have become the real animals.

The elements of caustically dark humor and dry dialogue (the dog gets the best lines) helps carry the film. And while this is in no way "the best Science Fiction movie ever made", in my opinion, it's certainly a great one, along with others of its time such as "Soylent Green". There are practically no special effects; the scenery and sets are cheap and minimalist, letting the characters and script tell the story, for the most part. This isn't an overly-laden with special effects film like many of the ones made these days.

In case this whole scenario seems reminiscent of another, more famous film, "Mad Max", that may be because "A Boy And His Dog" inspired "Mad Max"; however I find this film to be superior.  And the ending is...well you will just have to see it.

Wednesday, March 16, 2005

Ball Of Fire


(1941)

"Here's yum...here's the other yum...and here's yum-yum."

"Ball Of Fire" is one my favorite screwball romantic comedies. It was made towards the end of a golden era of this genre of films, which also includes such better-known classics as "The Philadelphia Story" (1940), "His Girl Friday" (1940) and "Bringing Up Baby" (1938). Directed by Howard Hawks, the master of rapid-fire comedic dialogue, it tells the story of nerdy language scholar Bertram Potts (Gary Cooper, in one of his best "aw-shucks" performances, along with "Mr. Deeds Goes To Town") who lives in a house with seven other stodgy, albeit older bachelor scholars, all of whom are working on an encyclopedia.

Upon discovering that his knowledge of slang is outdated, Potts bravely ventures forth into the real world, where he discovers flashy (literally, as the dress she is first seen in is sequined and purposely lit so as to momentarily "blind" Potts when she shows up at his house in it) nightclub singer Katherine "Sugar Puss" O'Shea (Barbara Stanwyck). He is taken in by O'Shea's gusty performance of "Drum Boogie", (Stanwyck did her own singing and is accompanied by the famous drummer Gene Krupa, who reminds me onstage a bit of "The Who" drummer Keith Moon), and her lively banter, and asks her to help him with his slang research. She takes him up on his invitation very abruptly by showing up at his home that same night, claiming to be arriving to help, when in fact she's trying to hide. The resulting storyline is predictable, fast-paced, extremely well-written, thoroughly dated, and filled with 1940's slang...in other words, to anyone who is a fan of this genre...completely captivating and charming.

With this in mind, and taken as a movie of the times, it's a comedic gem. Gary Cooper (my all-time personal favorite actor) is absolutely sexy here, believe it or not, and Barbara Stanwyck is perfect as the title's sassy little "Ball Of Fire", with her brash, streetwise exterior but ultimately soft heart, climbing onto a stack of books to reach the 6'4" Potts so she can show him the meaning of "yum-yum". Also, the above-mentioned dress she first wears, which is featured in most of the ads for the film is amazing; it's something Bob Mackie might have designed for Cher, and she looks gorgeous in it. The outstanding supporting parts are interesting, clever, and except for the gangster parts, individually well-fleshed. Veteran character actors such as Oskar Homolka (the servant in "Mr. Sardonicus") and Henry Travers (the angel in "It's Wonderful Life") help lend charm to the story. Dana Andrews ("Laura") and Dan Duryea ("The Little Foxes"), are effective, if somewhat wasted, in small parts as typical sterotypical 1940's mobsters.

You'd have to enjoy these kind of old screwball, dated comedies of the '40's to love this one...and I do.

Side note: the roles of the seven professors (excluding Cooper's) were inspired by Disney's dwarfs from "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs".

Sunday, February 27, 2005

When A Stranger Calls


(1979)

"Every babysitter's nightmare becomes real..."

"When A Stranger Calls" came out the year after the original "Halloween", and although it is not as widely acclaimed or known, it's just as scary, if not scarier, in a much more subtle manner.

The film starts off with Jill (Carol Kane), a young babysitter minding two small children for the evening, the children having already been put to bed for the night by the parents before they leave. She begins to receive anonymous, frightening phone calls with the caller ominously asking, "Have you checked the children?" and "Why haven't you checked the children?" then hanging up. Scared, she calls the police, who at first tell her to calm down, then instruct her to try to keep the caller on the line if he calls again, so the call can be traced. When she obliges and they trace the call, the real terror starts. I remember when I first saw this film, and my reaction to this revelation was unparalleled by any film I had seen at that time.

I am trying not to give away too much - if you haven't seen this film, be careful of other online reviews; I came across several that were real spoilers, and without any forewarning.

The first part of "When A Stranger Calls" is very fast-paced, then the middle part takes the audience seven years ahead; Jill is now a married mother. The film slows and becomes more of a psychological study; the criminal from the beginning sequence has escaped from the asylum. Along his wanderings he comes across Tracy (Colleen Dewhurst), a tough barfly he fixates upon. John Clifford (Charles Durning), who was the police detective investigating the original case, re-enters the scenario to try to track down the escaped madman, Curt Duncan (Tony Beckley).

This part of the movie is slower but much more interesting, in my opinion, and shows how scary a film can be without any real gore factor. Tony Beckley (in his last role) is very convincing as a murderous madman; his careful and understated portrayal make the character Curt Duncan even more terrifying. Colleen Dewhurst's performance as Tracy helps this part of the film move very well (she was always an extremely good actress) and she makes Tracy's toughness, vulnerability, and smarts very believable. Charles Durning as Detective Clifford is a typical part for him, and he handles it well, with his usual street-savvy tough-guy exterior aplomb.

The direction by Fred Walton, and the subtle, creepy soundtrack help push this film beyond the realm of being just another standard 1970's scream-inducing shock flick.

Monday, February 21, 2005

The Manchurian Candidate (1962 & 2004)


(1962, 2004)

"Why don't you pass the time by playing a little solitaire?"

This is a review and comparison of the 1962 and 2004 film versions of "The Manchurian Candidate".



The 1962 film features Frank Sinatra as Cpt. Bennett Marco, Laurence Harvey as Sgt. Raymond Shaw, and Angela Lansbury as Mrs. Iselin, in the three lead roles.

The 1962 version: "The Manchurian Candidate" is based upon the 1959 book by Richard Condon, which was an immediate success. The film, however, was a flop at the time it was released, and after the assassination of John F. Kennedy the following year, was withheld from the public until the late 1980's by Frank Sinatra, who had purchased the rights to it.

The story in brief: Raymond Shaw is an ex-prisoner of war (and Congressional Medal of Honor recipient) who, as it turns out, was brainwashed with the rest of his infantrymen while captured in North Korea. He, however, has been programmed to kill, unlike the rest, who were merely made to believe (and recount, when queried) that "Raymond Shaw is the kindest, bravest, warmest, most wonderful human being I've ever known in my life", who saved their lives. After two years back home, though, Cpt. Marco and some of the others have started having nightmares in which glimpses of the truth come through. Cpt. Marco cannot reconcile the dreams with what he feels in his heart, and starts to search for the truth.

The brainwashing sequences are chilling, using as one technique 360-degree camera rotations to pan the room in a circle, as one long shot, to show what at first seems to be a garden party of elderly ladies talking about "Fun With Hydrangeas" (with the soldiers inexplicably on the podium as guests), until the camera rotates back around...and the elderly ladies have become an assortment of Russians and Chinese officials. This scene in itself involved quite a lot of filming, as the same shots and angles had to be used for many of the juxtapositions of the characters.

Angela Lansbury is Mrs. Iselin, married to Raymond's stepfather (obviously a characterization of the real-life Senator McCarthy). The plan is for Raymond to assassinate the presidential nominee at a certain pivotal moment, so that Senator Iselin can further his career and the advance of the Communist Party infiltration into the US government. This is also with the help and control of his manipulative, controlling wife. Angela Lansbury was masterful in her role as one of the greatest female villains in the history of film. In real life she was only a couple of years older than Laurence Harvey, yet she plays his mother in the film. She is completely believable, however, and without the use of any aging makeup. Frank Sinatra, known for insisting on only doing one take because he believed in spontaneity, gives what is possibly his finest film performace. Laurence Harvey brings a great deal of complexity to the part of Shaw, making the character of Raymond Shaw sympathetic and warm in addition to his mostly cold persona.

Harvey's performance is what ultimately makes Shaw's character, and the film, succeed, in my opinion. Shaw's love interest Jocelyn (played by Leslie Parrish) helps flesh out his portrayal of Raymond, as we get to really see what he could have been had he been able to live on with Jocelyn and the warmth with which he was welcomed into her family. The rounding out of his character adds a great deal to the tragedy and horror of his murdering her, and her father, while he is under control of the brainwashing. In the original film, I am always struck by how Laurence Harvey steps over her body on the floor, on his way out, and he starts to walk as if his knees are buckling...and then on the way out you see tears streaming down his face. He's still in brainwash-mode, but something's coming through; Harvey's performance was absolutely great in this movie; he is alternately chilly, condescending, terrifying, warm, boyish, and "loveable". But he ultimately commands sympathy and empathy...a beautiful performance that never fails to move me upon each re-viewing of this mesmerizing film.

The only complaint of characters I have is of Rosie (Janet Leigh), who seems completely unnecessary, but in those days it was often common to have a love interest for the protagonist, whether or not her presence furthered the story at all. But whereas the character of Jocelyn is completely needed for Shaw, Rosie seems rather arbitrary.

I have the Special Edition DVD release of the original; I definately won't be buying the remake.

The 2004 version/comparison of the two films: I rented and watched the remake recently, out of curiousity, in addition to an attempt on my part to be open-minded (for once, lol) about a remake of a classic. Well, once again I was disappointed with a modern remake of an old Hollywood classic. And to compare them makes the remake look even worse.

For instance, the first five minutes of the 2004 version look like a VH1 ad, of course. Viacom = Paramount = VH1.

The characters aren't developed enough to make the audience particularly care about them; especially Liev Shreiber as Raymond Shaw. In the original, there was a lot of background on Shaw's relationship with Jocelyn, and you actually developed sympathy for him; but mainly, Laurence Harvey was an outstanding actor. The heartfelt love between Raymond and Jocelyn was expanded upon much more, in addition to the warmth Raymond shared with her father, Senator Jordan. As a reseult, the girl's and her father's murders in the 1962 version was much more horrifying. In the remake, there's no underlying emotion when he kills them. As a result, we, as the audience, really don't care.

"Why don't you pass the time by playing a little Solitaire?" to trigger the brainwashing "spells" is a lot creepier and more ominous (especially as it would come at inopportune times, in the original, such as when Shaw would be sitting in a bar) than the person's name just being repeated, in full, to incite the brainwashing. Also, in the remake, they saw fit to have some kind of silly pale "aura" every time the influence of the brainwashing came to the surface. In the original, Harvey would get a really peaceful expression on his face, and that was enough, and it was much creepier. Uhm, you know, as in acting to create the feeling? Remember acting, instead of just special effects? Liev Shreiber tries his best to emulate Laurence Harvey in the original; it's apparent that he studied the 1962 version. But trying to mimic another actor's performance usually isn't a good technique, and this is no exception. Whereas Harvey was able to be sympathetic and expressive, in addition to being cold, Shreiber is just plain cold. He's just not a good enough actor; at the very least, he's not in Laurence Harvey's league. His characterization makes Shaw completely uninteresting and stiff, and a lot of what made the original film work so well is the overwhelming empathy the audience cannot help but have for Shaw.

Sinatra's performance was much better, and much more sympathetic, than Denzel Washington's. Denzel Washington mostly just clenched his jaw, and I usually like his performances.

Also, in the original, it seems more believable that Rosie would let a strange man into her apartment, in those days. Sinatra's character comes across as actually ill, and in need of sympathy, instead of just crazy. In the remake, Rosie basically just comes on to Captain Marco when he's on the train. Sure, invite him on over, girl! It was obvious right then and there that she was in on it somehow, in the remake.

Meryl Streep as Mrs. Iselin in the 2004 version seems to be re-running her same exact mannerisms and characterizations as for her role in "Death Becomes Her", and just only slightly toned down. It seems evident that she drew on her own past performance in another movie, and a comedy no less, for this.

In the scene where she gets ready to kiss Shaw on the mouth, I wondered, "In the original, she kissed him, what's she going to do in this one?" Well, she just kisses him, thankfully, but the camera cuts away right as the kiss starts. In the original, Lansbury's character kisses Shaw full on the mouth, which of course makes your skin crawl, even in black and white, and even though Lansbury had her hand over their mouths, it was obvious she was full-on kissing him. In the remake they brushed over it and really avoided the intensity that scene had in the original. And the level of evil and menace Lansbury brought to the role isn't even touched by Streep's over-the-top perfomance.

If it ain't broke, don't fix it, as the saying goes. Forget the remake. See the original if you haven't already done so, and add it to your collection.

Wednesday, February 09, 2005

A Place in the Sun


(1951)

"A Place in the Sun" tells the story of George Eastman, a poor relation who goes to work in his rich uncle's factory. He starts at the bottom level, working the production line, and gets involved romantically and sexually with co-worker Alice Tripp, all the while yearning for the unattainable - the gorgeous Angela Vickers. However, by the time he is able to finally be with Angela, his relationship with Alice interferes with his plans.

The film is based on the novel "An American Tragedy", written by Theodore Dreiser in 1925. Elizabeth Taylor, who was only 17 at the time, was cast as Angela Vickers, the beautiful and rich love interest of George Eastman (Montgomery Clift). Shelley Winters is Alice Tripp, the woman who becomes a burden to Eastman; an obstacle to his love for Angela and her way of life. Stevens was reticent at first to cast Winters in the dowdy role; at the time she was known for portraying glamorous types or sexpots. She convinced Stevens to cast her by showing up in his office for her appointment with him dressed for the part, including a mousy hair color, rather than her usual platinum blonde, sitting silently when he came out and didn't recognize her for several minutes as he glanced around his outer office at the actresses waiting to see him.

Raymond Burr, best known for his TV role as Perry Mason, plays a Perry Mason of sorts in the film: the prosecuting attorney, Frank Marlowe.

This was the first of three films that Taylor and Clift made together; and they became instant friends upon meeting for the first time for the making of "A Place in the Sun". The chemistry between the two is evident, although Clift was homosexual in real life. They remained close friends until his death in 1966, at age 45, from a heart attack. Taylor has remarked that her first kiss with Clift in the film was the second time she had ever been actually kissed - the first time was two weeks before filming started.

Director Stevens decided to take the story and set it in post-war times instead of in the 1920's, when the novel takes place, to take the atmosphere of wartime out of the feel of the story. The lushly filmed lake scenes have the look of an Ansel Adams photograph - color would have been superfluous. The masterful use of shadows is evident throughout, and Stevens' several excruciatingly tight closeups of Taylor and Clift together serve to highlight her beauty and the chemistry between the two lead actors, heightening the sense of danger and romance.

"A Place in the Sun" was nominated for nine Academy Awards, winning six, including Best Director for George Stevens. It's a gripping, beautiful film, albeit a highly romanticized Hollywood version of the true story.

Dreiser's novel was based on an actual murder case of 1906 - the case of Chester Gillette. Below is a link to a story about it:

Crime Library - The Chester Gillette Case

Monday, February 07, 2005

Belle de Jour


(1967)

"Belle de Jour" is generally considered to be director Luis Bunuel's masterpiece; a surprisingly revealing and seemingly personal venture into the world of eroticism and its deviances. It's a truly surrealistic exercise in ambiguity, fantasy, and reality. The line that separates them is blurred so much that the famously mysterious ending has had critics arguing for decades over its meaning.

The gorgeous Catherine Deneuve, resplendent in her icy prime, portrays Severine Sevigny, the middle-class wife of Pierre, a doctor. She is frigid, virginal, yet seemingly happy enough in her bourgeoisie life and its trappings. However, upon hearing about a local clandestine brothel from a friend, she pays a visit to the madame, and becomes a prostitute, going by the name of "Belle de Jour", as she can only work in the afternoons. She apparently fully realizes and enjoys her sexuality, despite her guilty conscience, exclaiming that she "can't help it".

She certainly doesn't need the money. She's bored with her life and her marriage, needing a "firm hand" to lead her; a need which the madame, Anais, who is obviously attracted to her, almost immediately recognizes. Her sweet and conventional husband is unaware, treating her much like a child, and the audience cannot help but believe that even if he knew of her true nature, he would not understand or empathize. She keeps her two worlds neatly separate until a patron of hers (whom she herself enjoys) becomes obsessed with her, and all is threatened.

The fantasy sequences are usually signalled by the sound of carriage bells, but by the end of the film the viewer is no longer able to differentiate between what is another one of Severine's fantasies and what is reality. Even Bunuel admitted to not knowing himself. He said that "by the end, the real and imaginary fuse; for me they form the same thing."

That Alfred Hithcock in particular admired this film comes as no surprise; Deneuve would have been the perfect Hitchcock heroine: an icy blonde who becomes "a whore in the bedroom", as Hitchock was fond of saying he preferred in his leading ladies. But this remark is not meant to simplify the story, its telling, or Deneuve's remarkable performance, which is what truly draws the viewer into the film.

"Belle de Jour" was Bunuel's first foray into the use of color, and he employed it to great effect. From the fall colors displayed in the landscape scenes, to the subtle shades in Deneuve's clothing, the contrasts are set. While the world around her explodes in glorious hues, Deneuve's character is defined by her couture, if staid, wardrobe of tan, black, and white.

"Belle de Jour" was unreleased for many years due to copyright problems, but finally re-released in 1995 through the efforts of director Martin Scorcese, and released on DVD in 2003. I've watched it twice in the past week and am still at a loss to describe it very well; suffice to say that I am in awe. It's an amazingly erotic film without any explicitness, and one that I expect hasn't lost any of its effect over the years. As the subject matter is handled very tactfully and without any actual sex scenes; a great deal is left to the viewer's imagination - which only serves the heighten the mysteries inherent at every turn in the film. The viewer is however drawn into the sense of feeling to be a voyeur into Severine's secret life; the careful choreography of scenes and camera angles contribute to the uncomfortable sense of intrusion by us, the viewers.

There are many sub-stories and small mysteries in the film; for instance one of the most widely debated upon by critics is the mystery of "what is in the Asian client's little box?" that he presents first to one prostitute, who quickly refuses, then to Severine, who tentatively agrees. All the audience know is that it's something with a insect-like noise, and when the client leaves, Severine is sprawled face-down upon the bed, the sheets thrown about, and obviously pleased with whatever took place in the interim.

"Belle de Jour" was awarded the Golden Lion at the 1967 Venice Film Festival, as well as the award for Best Foreign Film in 1968 from the New York Film Critics Circle.

Interesting side notes: Bunuel himself had a shoe fetish, which helps explain the numerous shots of Deneuve's beautifully clad feet throughout the film, and the fact that every time she goes shopping, she buys shoes, and seems to enjoy taking them out of their box to admire. Bunuel also appears in the film in a cameo as a cafe patron, and in another scene his hands are shown loading a gun.

Thursday, January 13, 2005

Cat Ballou


(1965)

Cat Ballou is a movie spoof unlike any other, and a great parody of the Western film genre. Jane Fonda appears in one of her most playful film roles ("Barbarella" is another light and funny Fonda classic), and Lee Marvin gives one of his finest film performances (he won his Oscar for his dual roles). Add to this mix a wondrous soundtrack, with Nat King Cole and Stubby Kaye as minstrels of sorts who stroll and sing throughout, making the film almost seem like a musical; an outstanding supporting cast including Michael Callan (who later appeared on TV's "One Life to Live"), and Dwayne Hickman (TV's Dobie Gillis), and the result is this hilarious, thoroughly entertaining film that was nominated for five Academy Awards (Marvin was the sole winner).

Catherine Ballou (Fonda) is a recently graduated-from-training schoolteacher returning home to live with her father on his ranch, but he is gunned down upon her arrival. She enlists the help of a loyal ranch-hand, a couple of outlaws, and most notably, a has-been alcoholic gunman by the name of Kid Sheleen (Marvin) to help her get revenge. The result is a thoroughly enjoyable film that still stands up today, and Lee Marvin stealing the entire film in his amazing dual role performance as both Tim Strong and Kid Sheleen. Lee Marvin alone makes the film well worth seeing.

The dialogue is great. Take this exchange as an example:

Jackson Two-Bears: "Kid, Kid, what a time to fall off the wagon. Look at your eyes."
Kid Sheleen: "What's wrong with my eyes?"
Jackson Two-Bears: "Well they're red; bloodshot."
Kid Sheleen: "You ought to see 'em from my side."

I was thrilled when the widescreen special edition of this long-time favorite of mine came out in 2003, and on DVD. I have the soundtrack on vinyl, but I have always wished that it would come out on CD; Nat King Cole is one of my all-time favorite singers, and his rendition of "They'll Never Make Me Cry" always makes me...anyway. This film still hasn't lost any of its humor or fun with the passing of time, and stays on my personal "top ten list" of great comedies.

Tuesday, January 11, 2005

I Married A Monster From Outer Space


(1958)

"The bride wore terror!"

The Fifties were a noteable decade for Sci-Fi films. The Cold War was on, and there was rampant paranoia about Communism; a generalized paranoia that was fueled in large part by McCarthy and his "House Un-American Activities Committee". Personal example of the time: I was born in the same year as this film was made, and I grew up in a house that had been built to my parents' specifications to include a real bomb shelter in its basement. Movies such as the classic "Invasion of the Body Snatchers", and "I Married a Monster From Outer Space" played on this theme, as translated into Sci-Fi films.

The sensationalist title belies the quality of the film and its well-told storyline. Although I am also fond of "Invasion of the Body Snatchers", which has a similar theme, it lacks the heart of the subject of this review, in my opinion.

Marge (Gloria Talbott) and Bill (Tom Tryon) are getting married, but Marge doesn't realize at first that the night before the wedding her groom's body was taken over by an alien being. She notices the differences in his personality but brushes them aside. She soon comes to realize the true nature of what she has married, and of course tries to warn everyone, and stop the invasion of aliens...aliens who are taking over the menfolk of her town in the hopes of breeding with the women and establishing a colony on Earth. The theme is: "They look just like us....but they aren't! And they'll take over!" This is Communism as represented by the Sci-Fi genre, and it was very popular in the Fifties. The movie industry was feverishly pumping out lots of low-budget films meant to distract the American public at the local drive-in theatre. However, "I Married a Monster From Outer Space" seems to be one of the accidental gems.

Tom Tryon makes for a very likeable alien. He's tall, handsome, and manages to make his character very sympathetic as the film progresses. He starts to understand and appreciate Earth, its culture, and his beautiful wife Marge, as she simultaneously pulls away upon discovering that what she is living (and sleeping) with isn't really her husband. And as always in Sci-Fi, the dogs always know who's the alien and who's the human. Marge's present of a dog to Bill results in an episode that jolts her into realizing that something is truly wrong.

Subtle performances by both Tryon and Talbott help immensely. Both were highly respected and capable actors of the time, and Tryon in particular manages to go from gentle and kind to menacing with a very subtle and believable ease in this film. Tryon was in several well-known films, and received especially good critical reviews for his role in the film "The Cardinal". Interesting bit of trivia: he was also considered by Alfred Hitchcock for the role of Sam Loomis in "Psycho."

There are the typical Sci-Fi low-budget special effects, but what makes the film really work is the telling of the story in a manner that pulls you into all of the characters, despite the obvious shortcomings of the budget.

Note: Tom Tryon retired from acting in the late 1960's and became a successful novelist, publishing as Thomas Tryon; my mother had some of his books, such as the bestselling "The Other", "Harvest Home", and "Crowned Heads", all of which I thoroughly enjoyed and inherited.