Love and Bullets is a 1979 Charles Bronson starrer that Roger
Ebert appropriately described at the time as "an assemblyline
potboiler". The film initially showed promise. Originally titled Love and Bullets, Charlie, the
movie had John Huston as its director. However, Huston left after
"creative differences" about the concept of the story and its execution
on screen. The absurdity of losing a director as esteemed as Huston
might have been understandable if the resulting flick wasn't such a
mess. However, one suspects that, whatever the conceptual vision Huston
had for the movie may have been, it must have been superior to what
ultimately emerged. Stuart Rosenberg, the competent director of Cool Hand Luke took
over but was unable to create anything more than a sub-par action
movie. The plot finds Bronson as a Phoenix cop who is reluctantly sent
to Switzerland on an undercover assignment. The local prosecutor has
been doggedly trying to convict a local mob kingpin (Rod Steiger) for
years. Now it appears that his moll girlfriend (Jill Ireland) might be a
viable witness in terms of spilling the beans about his operations.
Thus, Steiger has stashed her abroad and is keeping her under constant
watch. Bronson's job is to pretend he is also a mob guy and convince
Ireland to return with him to Phoenix to testify against her lover. The
movie seems to exist for one reason only: the main participants desired a
paid working vacation in Switzerland. This concept is nothing new. The
Rat Pack squeezed in filming Oceans Eleven almost as an
afterthought while they were performing nightly in Las Vegas at the
Sands casino. In the twilight of his years, John Ford famously got his
stock company together for a jaunt to Hawaii and released the result as a
big boxoffice hit called Donovan's Reef, which still must retain the status of being the most expensive home movie ever made.
Love and Bullets is such a lazy effort you have to believe it
must have taken a great deal of effort for the cast to meander to the
set every day. The film also illustrates the danger of love-struck
leading men force-feeding the lady in their lives into virtually every
movie they make. Clint Eastwood shoe-horned Sondra Locke into a string
of his films in the 1970s and 1980s and while some of them were artistic
and commercial successes, I always greeted their next teamING with a sense
of bored inevitability. (Locke was also a prime perpetrator in the
creation of the worst movie of Eastwood's career, The Gauntlet.) In
this case, Ireland had been Mrs. Bronson for over a decade following
her divorce from David McCallum. She was always a competent enough
actress but the couple obviously envisioned themselves as a new William
Powell/Myrna Loy teaming. Not quite. Bronson is on full automatic pilot,
registering almost no emotion. Ireland overplays the role of
bubble-headed moll to an embarrassing level, as though she is a
character in a sitcom sketch. She is saddled with intentionally
laughable fright wigs but the real joke comes when she decides to
discard them for her natural hair style, which proves to be even less
flattering. Absurdity piles upon absurdity as the film becomes one long,
extended chase sequence with Bronson and Ireland squabbling like Ralph
and Alice Kramden, if you can imagine The Honeymooners being
pursued by assassins. Steiger is in full scenery-chewing mode and an
impressive array of supporting actors (Val Avery, Michael V. Gazzo,
Henry Silva and Strother Martin) are pretty much wasted along the way.
I'm generally undemanding when it comes to the pleasures of watching an
unpretentious Charles Bronson action movie but Love and Bullets represents
the latter period of his career where he rarely even tried to elevate
his films beyond being vehicles for an easy pay check.
(The film is currently streaming on Shout! Factory TV and the app and subscription are also available through Amazon Prime Video.)
Bo Hopkins, the popular character actor, has passed away following complications from a heart attack he suffered earlier this month. He was 84 years old. Hopkins had a hardscrabble life that had given him plenty of experience in playing equally hardscrabble characters. He first made an impression on the big screen as Crazy Lee, the appropriately-named member of The Wild Bunch in director Sam Peckinpah's 1969 classic western. He would soon appear in memorable supporting roles in major films such as "The Bridge at Remagen", Peckinpah's "The Getaway" and "The Killer Elite", "The Man Who Loved Cat Dancing", "The Day of the Locust", "American Graffiti", "White Lightning" and "Midnight Express". Later, most of his roles would be in "B" level feature films, though he frequently appeared in hit television shows. His last credited role was in Ron Howard's 2020 film adaptation of J.D. Vance's bestselling memoir "Hillbilly Elegy". For more about his life and career, click here.
“Son of Samson,” an Italian
production from the wave of sword-and-toga or “peplum” movies in the early
1960s, has been released by Kino Lorber Studio Classics in aBlu-ray edition. When you hit “play,” don’t be
alarmed when a different title,“Maciste
nella Valle de Re,” appears instead.It’s the same picture.“Maciste
nella valle de Re” or “Maciste in the Valley of the Kings” was the original
title in Italy, where director Carlo Campogalliani’s production opened on Nov.
24, 1960.There,
“Maciste” had a nostalgic fan base among older filmgoers who fondly remembered
the super-strong defender of justice and freedom from an iconic series of
silent movies (1914-1927).The
75-year-old Campogalliani had directed three of the original Maciste pictures,
and rebooting the character had long been his pet project.The recent success of Steve
Reeves’ first muscleman epics, “Hercules” (1958) and “Hercules Unchained”
(1959), finally provided the go-ahead.
Since
“Maciste” carried no brand-name value here, “Son of Samson” became the title
for the dubbed, slightly edited version that opened in New York on June 2,
1962.The new title
shrewdly reminded ticket-buyers of Cecil B. DeMille’s popular “Samson and
Delilah” (1950), from which the script lifted a couple of incidental
situations.Also, with
its biblical connotation, “Son of Samson” was designed to placate moralist
watchdogs in conservative small towns.It was okay to ogle a sexy leading lady in skimpy, navel-baring harem
outfits and an oiled-up, nearly naked hero, as long as the Good Book somehow
fit into the scenario. DeMille
had virtually pioneered the same tactic.Never mind that “Son of
Samson” had no narrative connection to the DeMille picture.For that matter, it really had
no religious elements at all.With
its second-unit visuals of the pyramids and other desert monuments, It might
just as easily have been retitled “Samson Meets Cleopatra” to exploit current
publicity around Joseph L. Mankiewicz’s “Cleopatra,” which was still a year
away from release.The
“new” Maciste was so popular in Italy that more films followed, in which Mark
Forest was followed in the role by Kirk Morris and Gordon Scott, among others.Later, several of the pictures
were packaged with other peplums for syndicated TV broadcast in America as
“Sons of Hercules” and “Gladiator Theatre.”
In
Campogalliani’s movie, Maciste (Mark Forest) wanders through Egypt in the 5th
Century B.C. looking for good deeds to perform.When he’s attacked by lions,
he kills one with his bare hands (like Victor Mature’s Samson in the DeMille
picture) and is saved from the other by an archer who turns out to be Kenamun,
the Pharaoh’s son.Kenamun
and his father Armiteo try to keep their cruel Persian vizier from oppressing
the common folk, but Armiteo’s trophy wife Smedes (Chelo Alonso) secretly
throws in with the vizier.They
murder the Pharaoh, put Kenamun under a spell, and dispatch their troops to
round up unoffending peasants for brutal slave labor.Maciste steps in to rescue the
villagers, including pretty sisters Tekaet and Nofret, and break Smedes’ spell
over Kenamun.Unlike the
heroes in today’s movie franchises, Maciste doesn’t brood over a tortuous
back-story involving daddy issues, murdered parents, or remorse over past
misdeeds.Asked why he
spends his time helping poor people for no personal gain, he simply answers,
“It is my destiny.”In
that more innocent era of movie entertainment, no further explanation was
required.When Maciste
and Smedes meet in the palace, she tries to seduce him with a slinky belly
dance, and we visit an ingenious execution chamber known as “The Cell of
Death.”There, if you
somehow escape being crushed between two closeable walls, you’ll fall into
a pool of crocodiles.The
script by prolific screenwriters Oreste Biancoli and Ennio De Concini
faithfully observes Chekhov’s famous dictum.If a Cell of Death appears in
the story, someone must perish there before the final credits roll.
The print
of “Son of Samson” presented by Kino Lorber is the Italian version with a
dubbed English voice track.It
includes a fleeting glimpse of a woman’s bare breasts (full disclosure, in case
you’re curious . . . not Chelo Alonso’s) that was censored out of the American
print.Even here, it
speeds by so fast it seems to be optically blurred.Older fans will be glad to see
hunky Mark Forest and super-hot Chelo Alonso again in peak trim, although the
simplistic plot is a reminder that the Italian sword-and-toga movies (even a
better-budgeted one like this, seen in proper Totalscope and Technicolor
presentation after years of abysmal “Gladiator Theatre” prints) tend not to
live up to our youthful memories when we revisit them many years later. The Marvel Studios generation
may squirm at the old-fashioned pace of the script, and wonder why the laconic
hero doesn’t brush off various perils with a stream of clever quips.
Nevertheless,
if you can get your 12-year-old kid brother, son, nephew, or grandson to sit
still long enough, he’ll learn that the basics for luring audiences to the
ticket booth haven’t changed all that much since 1960, whether the buffed-up
guy in the poster is Mark Forest, Arnold Schwarzenegger, or Dwayne “The Rock”
Johnson. Millennial
sword-and-toga dramas like the “300” movies (2006 and 2014) and cable’s
“Spartacus” series (2010-13) have more nudity and graphic carnage, but still,
at the end of the day, it’s all about the abs.
The Kino Lorber
release includes captioning and an excellent, insightful, spirited audio
commentary from movie guys David Del Valle and Michael Varrati.
Cinema Retro has received the following press release from Liberty Hall Video:
ROBOCOP: THE SERIES
Release date: May 10
FORMATS:
Blu-ray box set - 5 discs, $59.95 (LIB-4028 / 089353402822)
TV series runtime: Approximately 17 hours
DVD box set - 5 discs, $49.95 (LIB-4024 / 089353402426)
TV series runtime: Approximately 17 hours
SYNOPSIS:
In
1994, after three films in the franchise, the popular sci-fi action
character RoboCop debuted in his own television series. Produced by
Canada's Skyvision Entertainment, RoboCop: The Series starred Richard
Eden in the title role. An 89-minute pilot aired in two parts in March,followed
by 21 one-hour episodes. Aimed at a younger audience, the series dialed
back the graphic violence of the first two movies and displayed a tone
similar in feel to RoboCop 3. Many of the events and plotlines seen in
the films were discarded, with RoboCop: The Series acting as a reset for
the once human, now cyborg police officer. The series' theme song, "A
Future to This Life," was performed by rock legends Joe Walsh and Lita
Ford. Additionally, the series included songs by the Band, Dave Edmunds,
Nicky Hopkins, Iron Butterfly, KC and the Sunshine Band, and Todd
Rundgren, among others.
DETAILS:
Both the
Blu-ray and DVD box sets feature the pilot film, all 21 original
episodes, and bonus features. For the DVD, audio is Dolby Digital stereo
and the aspect ratio is 16:9 pillarboxed 4:3 (1.33:1) which matches the
original broadcast aspect ratio. For the Blu-ray, audio is LPCM stereo
and the aspect ratio is 16:9 (1.77:1). The picture has been modified
from its original broadcast aspect ratio to fill a 16:9 aspect ratio. |
Color | 1994 | Region Free
BONUS FEATURES:
'Behind
the Scenes' featurette | Toy commercial | Photo gallery | Cast profiles
for actors Richard Eden, Lisa Madigan, Andrea Roth, Sarah Campbell
& David Gardner | 'From Cinema to the Small Screen' featurette |
'The Future of Law Enforcement: The History of RoboCop' featurette |
'Put Down Your Weapon: The Auto 9 Gun' featurette | 'The Car' featurette
| 'The Suit' featurette
Kino Lorber has released
the 1975 Charles Bronson crime thriller "Breakout" as a Blu-ray special edition. Bronson
was riding high at the time, coming off the sensational success of
"Death Wish". The film was originally supposed to star Kris
Kristofferson under the direction of Michael Ritchie but those plans
soon fell apart. Bronson took over the lead role with veteran director
Tom Gries at the helm. The film finds Bronson well-cast as Nick Colton, a
shady businessman/con man/grifter who operates a variety of small time
business ventures on the Mexican border with his partner Hawk Hawkins
(pre-kooky Randy Quaid.) Nick is living hand-to-mouth when he is
approached by Ann Wagner (Jill Ireland) with a proposition to help her
husband, equally shady rich guy Jay (Robert Duvall), escape from a Mexican prison where he has
been sentenced after being framed for a murder. Time is of the essence
because Jay is in declining health and may well be too weak to help
effect his own escape. Colton and Hawk's first attempt to spring him
ends disastrously and they barely escape back to America. Colton
concocts an audacious plan for a second escape attempt that involves
split-second timing. He will arrange for a helicopter to land in the
courtyard of the prison and in the inevitable confusion, Jay is to make
his way on board and presumably fly away to freedom. In order to pull
off the caper, Nick enlists the help of a professional helicopter pilot
as well as Myrna (Sheree North), a married ex-call girl who will be used
to distract some of the guards when the copter lands inside the prison.
When the pilot gets cold feet, Nick is forced to fly the chopper
himself despite the fact that he only has minimum experience doing so.
Another complication ensues when Jay is confined to the prison hospital
and doubts he will be able to be in the courtyard at the precise moment
Colton lands.
"Breakout" was inspired by an incredible 1971 real life escape in
which an American was indeed rescued by helicopter from a Mexican
prison. The screenplay has some other sub-plots that are poorly
developed and quite confusing, but some of which are obviously related
to the actual escape including some rumored involvement by the CIA. In
the film, Jay Wagner's frame-up takes place at the behest of his evil
tycoon grandfather, Harris Wagner (John Huston) for reasons that never
become clear. Apparently, Harris is concerned that Jay may inherit some
control over the company Harris runs with an iron fist, though these
plot points remain murky as does the involvement of some CIA characters.
Another potential plot device, which finds Nick and Ann obviously
attracted to each other, also goes nowhere. The film has a rushed look
to it and there are some unsatisfying aspects caused by the movie's
rather abrupt ending. The movie studio, Columbia, apparently felt the
film was a rather weak production and thus gambled on a massive ad
campaign that probably cost more than the film's modest budget. Ads for
"Breakout" were everywhere: in newspapers, on TV and on radio.
Additionally, the film opened wide in 1,000 American theaters, which was
a big number in 1975. The movie was dismissed by critics with Variety
calling it a "cheap exploitation pic", and indeed the main poster
artwork (different from the Blu-ray sleeve artwork) and graphics looked surprisingly amateurish considering this was
a golden age for film poster designs. Nevertheless, Bronson's appeal
seemed to override these negative factors. "Breakout" proved to be a
major hit and helped cement his status as a top boxoffice attraction ,
though his clout would gradually diminish henceforth.
Scene stealer: Sheree North in posed cheesecake publicity photo for the film.
Like a lot of older movies, "Breakout" probably plays better today
than it did at the time of its initial release. Bronson is in top form
and gives an unusually energetic performance that allows him to stress
his rarely-used talent for light comedy. The only other standout member
of the cast is Sheree North, as the epitome of the sexy cougar. She's a
fast-talking, tough cookie who parades about in sexy lingerie in an
attempt to seduce Bronson. (Surprisingly, Bronson's character does not
engage in any sexual action throughout the movie.) Robert Duvall is
largely underutilized in a low-key role and performance that could have
been credibly played by almost any other competent actor. Huston's
presence in the movie is disappointing, also. His role is confined to a
few scattered cameo appearances that probably don't last more than two
minutes. Some other familiar faces include Paul Mantee, Alejandro Rey,
Roy Jenson and the Mexican cinema's favorite bad guy, Emilio Fernandez.
As for Bronson teaming for the umpteenth time with real life wife Jill
Ireland, the gimmick was wearing thin. Some screen couples could team
without wearing out their welcome. Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton
made many films together but they were always playing entirely different
characters in entirely different scenarios. Bronson and Ireland,
despite being competent actors, were no Liz and Dick. It became clear
that their films together were largely made possible by Bronson's clout
with the studios. Although Ireland always gave credible performances,
she never lit up the screen. After a while the sheer predictability of
their on-screen teamings probably undermined Bronson's popularity
because it constrained him from interacting with other actresses. It was
a trap Clint Eastwood also fell into for a period of time when he cast
Sondra Locke in the female lead in six of his movies over a period of
only seven years. Despite these gripes, it must be said that director
Tom Gries keeps the pace moving briskly and there isn't a dull moment.
He also knows how to milk some genuine suspense out of the helicopter
escape scene, which is exceptionally well photographed by the great
cinematographer Lucien Ballard. Jerry Goldsmith also contributes a
typically fine score. The movie was shot in a wide number of locations
including California, Mexico, Spain and France, where the impressive
edifice that serves as the prison is located.
The Kino Lorber Blu-ray looks great and features a very informative commentary track by Paul Talbot, author of the excellent "Bronson's Loose" books, which analyze his action movies. There is also a trailer, TV spot and radio spot. In all, an impressive package for a fun '70s adventure flick. Recommended.
Ray Liotta in Martin Scorsese's 1990 crime classic "Goodfellas".
(Photo: Warner Bros.)
Actor Ray Liotta, who rocketed to fame with his performances in "Field of Dreams" and "Goodfellas", has died at age 67. He was on location for a film in the Dominican Republic.
From the era of giant bugs and atomic testing comes this low-budget howler about mutant wasps. When scientists try to understand the effects of radiation on earth creatures, the result brings them to an area of Africa known as “Green Hell,” where wasps have mutated into monsters!
?Monster from Green Hell (1958) is one of those rare breed of creature features that sticks hard in and among those special childhood memories. Perhaps not right up there in terms of prestige or class, but certainly scattered among the Toho or Eros movies that at one time littered the drive-ins and later swamped many tv schedules. What these films actually lack in terms of polished production values, they more than made up in relation to their pure entertainment value.
Under the direction of Kenneth G. Crane, Jim Davis, (later of TV’s Dallas), plays Dr. Quent Brady, the scientist who starts the whole mess. The film also stars Vladimir Sokoloff (The Life of Emile Zola, Mission to Moscow) as the sceptical Dr. Lorentz and Joel Fluellen (A Raisin in the Sun) as Arobi, who warns Brady to beware of the African location. The locals don't call it “Green Hell” for nothing! Monster from Green Hell was co-written by Louis Vittes, famed writer of the cult classic I Married a Monster from Outer Space. The film sticks pretty much to the tried and tested formula, while a lot of location footage is either stock footage or borrowed from other low- key features of the period. But regardless of the repetitive style and basic formula, Monster from Green Hell remains a cracking piece of enjoyable fun. The creature effects (although blatant and not exactly subtle) blend in without too much trouble. They’re playing in the same ballpark, an even palette which places them on par with everything else that is on offer here, and therefore blend into the action somewhat seamlessly and without too much distraction.
The special-edition Blu-ray release features a rather impressive 4K transfer, including both the widescreen (1.85:1) and full frame (1.33:1) versions of the film, This exceptionally clean transfer also includes the rare, colourised version of film’s climax. I can’t be sure how rare this actually is in American territories, but I can distinctly remember the inclusion of the colour climax when shown here in the UK on the Channel 4 TV network. Monster from Green Hell comes as the latest in a series of collaborations between The Film Detective and The Wade Williams Collection.
?Bonus material includes a featurette Missouri Born: The Films of Jim Davis, an all-new career retrospective with author/film historian C. Courtney Joyner, The Men behind the Monsters, an essay by author Don Stradley featured in a full colour booklet and a full length audio commentary with artist/author, Stephen R. Bissette.
It’s another highly impressive release which is bound to be welcomed by fans of the big bug sub-genre as well as science-fiction fans in general.
*And if that wasn’t enough, The Film Detective has just informed me that June 21st will see their release of John Agar’s Sci-Fi cult classic The Brain from Planet Auros (1957) and will also feature a new 4K restoration. A review will follow.
(Darren Allison is the Soundtracks Editor for Cinema Retro magazine).
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.
Last evening, Cinema Retro was invited to attend the one-night only performance of "Broadway by the Year: From The Ziegfeld Follies to Moulin Rouge" at the historic Town Hall Theatre, a stone's throw from Times Square. The show is the brainchild of Scott Siegel, who writes, produces and directs each of these productions, which have extended back over twenty-one years. I was unfamiliar with the shows prior to attending but the official press releases describes them thusly:
"This
unique, critically acclaimed series created, written, hosted, and
directed by
Scott Siegel is peppered with history-making events. Broadway by the
Year
introduced Stephanie J. Block to the New York City theater audience. And
it was
Broadway by the Year that starred Jessie Mueller in her first concert
appearance in New York after she was first seen on Broadway in On a
Clear Day
You Can See Forever. Broadway by the Year pioneered the use of dance in a
one-night
only concert format and they have and continue to highlight the Broadway
voice
by introducing unplugged performances, using no microphones." The press
release goes on to explain why Siegel has sought to pay homage to jukebox
musicals: "In this second concert of the Broadway by the Year season, audience members will get a one-night-only history of jukebox musicals and musical revues. And the truth is, an extraordinary number of hit Broadway shows fit the
description of these two kinds of shows. These oftentimes maligned genres have
played an important role in the resurrection of songs, and styles from rock ’n’
roll (Jersey Boys, Beautiful, All Shook
Up) to classical music (Kismet),
and from country (Ring of Fire) to
Rhythm & Blues (Black & Blue,
After Midnight). And they have highlighted oftentimes forgotten composers,
bringing their names back into the limelight, such as Eubie Blake with Eubie! and Fats Waller with Ain’t Misbehavin’."
Tony Danza and Joe Davidian.
(Photo: Sachyn Mital)
I confess to being somewhat bewildered by Siegel's concept, which promised to present works associated with the old-time musical revues, some of which date back over a century, alongside the likes of jukebox productions inspired by the songs of Peter Allen, The Beatles and Bob Dylan, to name just a few. Theater purists have long sniffed at jukebox musicals, dismissing them as the low hanging fruit of theatrical productions because they rely on preexisting pop hits rather than original songs. However, audiences who are paying big bucks for a night out on Broadway want uplifting, toe-tapping musicals, critics be damned. Siegel and Musical Director Ross Patterson delivered the goods. The first act largely consisted of the vintage revue musical numbers, with songs from the likes of "The Ziegfeld Follies", "Show Boat", "Sondheim on Sondheim" and "The Band Wagon Revue". After the intermission, the jukebox numbers were performed. It worked surprisingly well. In fact, this was one of the most impressive nights of live theater I've seen in many years. The audience seemed to agree, responding with thunderous ovations. The eclectic aspects of the production gave the show a lively, unpredictable air and it was all the more enjoyable seeing it presented in the marvelous Town Hall theater. The seasoned Broadway performers and up-and-coming talents were uniformly impressive. There was not a single weak link. Haley Swindal knocked "Diamonds are a Girl's Best Friend" and "Losing My Mind" out of the park as well as provided a rousing rendition of "Cabaret" that gave Liza a run for her money. John Easterlin performed "A Pretty Girl is Like a Melody" and "The Girl on the Magazine Cover" sans microphone to replicate the way audiences originally experienced the songs. Douglas Ladiner provided a soulful version of The Beatles' "Yesterday" and a magnificent show-closer with "Forever Young". Melissa Errico provided impressive renditions of "Life Upon the Wicked Stage" and "Confession". Tony Danza presented a Frank Sinatra tribute and provided amusing anecdotes about his late mother's obsession with Ol' Blu Eyes and his eventual introduction of his mom to her idol. Baritone Ryan Knowles, who sounds like the voice of God, rendered the most impressive versions I've ever heard of "Sixteen Tons" and the classic Depression era number "Brother, Can You Spare a Dime", as well as a fine version of Judy Collins' "Both Sides Now" . The audience was entranced by 18 year-old Anais Reno, who sang "Stardust" and Duke Ellington's "Caravan" with such passion that I can only say major stardom for her seems to be an inevitability. I must also mention the talents of Choreographer Danny Gardner and the female dance troupe who brought to mind the sheer enjoyment of seeing the Rockettes. It was also a special night for retro movie lovers, as many of these songs are associated with classic film musicals.
Haley Swindal and the Broadwayby the Year Dance Troupe.
(Photo: Sachyn Mital)
Scott Siegel preceded every performance by addressing the audience and providing some interesting insights into each musical number. He also came across as a considerate and gracious man, personally thanking every member of the cast, along with his longtime Musical Director Michael Lavine, the technical crew and even the house staff and management. He also had spearheaded a fundraising drive that made it possible for 200 theater students to attend the show gratis.
Gotham has suffered mightily since the onset of the pandemic. Business was down, deaths and crime skyrocketed and Broadway was closed for an extended period of time, with some shows destined to never resume or open at all. The city was teeming with people in Times Square last night and it was clear the mojo is coming back. Perhaps that's why the audience appreciated Scott Siegel's latest production of "Broadway by the Year". We all needed an uplifting theatrical experience and Siegel and his collaborators came through triumphantly. I have only one regret about attending the performance: I'm now aware that I missed twenty previous productions that will never be seen again. I suppose when something is this good, however, it's better late than never to discover it.
Anais Reno
(Photo: Sachyn Mital)
(There will be two more productions of "Broadway by the Year" coming to the Town Hall Theatre on June 26 and September 19. For more information about those shows, click here.)
The Warner Archive offers the 1961 low-budget Allied Artists production of Operation Eichmann on DVD. The film was clearly rushed into production in order to capitalize on the recent capture of the infamous Nazi war criminal who enthusiastically took up the assignment of how to orchestra the logistics of carrying out the Holocaust as part of Hitler's evil scheme to rid occupied Europe of Jews and others deemed undesirable by the Third Reich. The film opens with a chilling (but fictitious) statement by Eichmann, who threatens to oversee a revival of world Naziism. The movie's cheap production design undermines the emotional impact of the story. (The scenes in Auschwitz are no more expansive than those seen in contemporary TV dramas at the time.) The B&W cinematography, however, is suitably stark and provides an appropriate downbeat atmosphere. The film strays so far from the facts regarding Eichmann's life on the run that you wonder how producers felt it could be sold to contemporary audiences who were mesmerized by Eichmann's capture by the Israeli Mossad in Argentina. The movie skips over such controversies as Eichmann having been placed in custody of American forces in the aftermath of the war, only to be released due to a blunder about his identity. There is no mention of the cover-ups American intelligence engaged in so that Eichmann would never be found or arrested. (The fear was that Eichmann's arrest might reveal the fact that the American government had willingly hired prominent Nazis for intelligence purposes during the Cold War era.) Nor is there a nod to the fact that Eichmann successfully lived undisturbed in Argentina thanks to an assist from a Catholic bishop who sympathized with the plight of Nazis on the run. Although Eichmann lived in Argentina with his wife and children, the movie presents him as a bachelor who is accompanied by a ditzy and greedy girlfriend, a fictional character named Anna (Ruta Lee). The cinematic Eichmann has a tempestuous relationship with his paramour, but can't seem to leave her. He routinely offers her bribes to stay with him during his life on the run. Finally, the film embellishes Eichmann's daring capture on an Argentinian street by adding a sub-plot about other ex-Nazis who are planning to kill him for making his plans to revive the Third Reich too blatant.
Where the film, directed by R. G. Springsteen, deserves some admiration is in its determination not to sugar coat the atrocities that Eichmann and his cohorts engaged in. Nazis were not the wild-eyed monsters often depicted in propaganda films. Rather, most were distinguished by their sheer banality. Eichmann considered himself simply a bureaucrat who cited the usual defense that he was "just following orders." Likely, he believed that to be the case. Countless bankers, lawyers and accountants eagerly put their talents to use for Hitler with nary a distinction about the larger consequences of their actions. It was Eichmann, however, who rose to the challenge of orchestrating the logistics of transporting millions of poor souls to their deaths. He had not a shred of compassion and treated human beings as he might cattle. The film features Werner Klemperer in a rare starring role as the titular fiend. He delivers an outstanding performance that never sinks into parody or over-acting. Curiously, one of his co-stars is John Banner, who would play Sgt. Schultz opposite Klemperer's Emmy-winning portrayal of Col. Klink on Hogan's Heroes several years later. It is morbidly fascinating to see these two future icons of TV comedy on screen in such a somber tale. Banner plays the commandant of Auschwitz and wines and dines Eichmann at his family dinners even as the ovens are being constructed and the gas chambers are running at full capacity. It serves as a reminder that both Klemperer and Banner were well-regarded as dramatic actors prior to their comedic achievements on television.
Operation Eichmann is a flawed, but compelling look at a Nazi technocrat who personally caused the demise of millions of innocent people. With the world presently in the grip of genocidal practices being implemented in the war for the fate of the Ukraine, the movie does provide a cautionary tale for some in the Western democracies who have veered toward authoritarian figures. The film could have been so much more impressive, had the story not been relegated to a factually-flawed script and a routine director. Nevertheless, the fascinating performance by Werner Klemperer is reason enough to recommend this release.
Village
of the Damned is the cinematic moniker of John Wyndham’s
far less exploitative titled 1957 novel The
Midwich Cuckoos.Wyndham’s writing specialty
was science-fiction: he graduated from contributing short stories to such
colorful genre magazines as Wonder
Stories and Amazing Stories to publishing
full-fledged novels.Though his stories
were occasionally adapted for such television dramas as Alfred Hitchcock Presents, his cinematic credits were relatively few.Village
of the Damned is perhaps his best remembered movie tie-in, but a 1951 novel
was also filmed and subsequently released as Day of the Triffids (Allied Artists, 1962).
Village
of the Damned was originally conceived to film in
Hollywood, and American writer Stirling Silliphant was tapped to compose the
screenplay for the movie – which was to be, more or less, a faithful adaptation
of Wyndham’s novel.Though Silliphant
had accrued a few film credits, he was primarily regarded as a television
writer, having contributed a score of 1950s teleplays to a variety of programs
ranging from The Mickey Mouse Club to
Perry Mason to Alfred Hitchcock Presents.
Wolf Rilla, a German-born novelist but long-time a
resident of London, was tapped to direct Village
of the Damned.Rilla’s background
too was mostly in television production, having written or directed a score of
TV comedies and dramas over the span of a dozen years.Rilla was approached to direct Village when studio accountants deemed
it far more economical to film in England rather than Hollywood.Rilla thought Silliphant’s scenario was
workable.But he also thought the Yank’s
grasp of contemporary British customs and vernacular was lacking.So Rilla and the film’s British producer Ronald
Kinnoch (the latter writing under the pseudonym of “George Barclay”) reworked
the original script to better authenticate and Anglicize.
The rewrite was successful in that regard.The atmosphere surrounding Village of the
Damned is nothing less than stiff-lipped British in tone.In 2022 looking back, one could easily
mistake Village as a Hammer Film Production
(ala the Quatermass series).
Several prominent cast members of Village,
including Barbara Shelley and Michael Gwynn, would be familiar to Hammer Films devotees,
their faces having graced screens in such productions as The Camp on Blood Island, The
Revenge of Frankenstein, Quatermass
and the Pit, Dracula, Prince of
Darkness, Rasputin, the Mad Monk,
Scars of Dracula and The Gorgon.The venerable British actor George Sanders,
the former star of The Saint film
series, is fittingly at the center of the mystery.And there’s plenty of mystery about…
The tiny, sleepy hamlet of Midwich is the “village”
referenced in the film’s title. Nothing much ever happened in Midwich
until, for an odd four-hour interval, time not only stops but is seemingly lost.The townspeople, for reasons unknown, all
fall into unconsciousness. Initially there doesn’t appear there was any
significant fall-out from this strange time-warping aberration, but several
months later every village woman of childbearing age - married, courting or
celibate - finds themselves pregnant. This collective simultaneously give
birth to children unusual in both manner and appearance.The children, whom some suspect are the
product of some strange “impulse from the universe,” are uniformly uber-intelligent,
gifted beyond their years.While polite
to their parents and other adults, the children also strangely distant, unusually
formal and unemotional in manner.
The children are also endowed with several peculiar special
gifts – not the least of which is the ability to read the minds of the adults.This ability has unnerved those members of
the community who are forced to interact with these mysterious
youngsters. It’s soon revealed these children are, as suspected, the
offspring of alien beings.They have
been imbedded in the village to study the minds and culture of their
earth-bound galactic neighbors.For what
purpose? Well, no one is sure, but the
worst is feared. Once the British military gets involved their
intelligence agents report the residents of Midwich are not alone.
Reports are coming in of similar alien birth-takeovers amongst rural Eskimo
populations as well as countries sitting behind the Iron Curtain.
Gordon Zellaby (George Sanders) and his wife Anthea (Barbara
Shelley) are the parents of one such “special” child, David (Martin Stephens).David seems to be the spokesman of the
children.He also is not shy in
demonstrating the bad habit of telepathically coercing those he perceives as
enemies to take their own lives. The situation worsens when the school-age
alien brood make the decision to abandon Midwich to imbed more widely among the
populace. The town elders and military realize they can’t allow these
aliens, semi- contained in Midwich, to spread further afield. But how
does one plot against those with the ability to read every thought that crosses
the minds of those wishing them destruction?
It’s a neat premise and Village of the Damned was a surprising hit for MGM, the B-film’s appeal
amongst cinemagoers and critics alike having caught the studio off guard.When studio brass realized they had a
commercial steamroller on their hands, the publicity department was free to go
full throttle.MGM began to take out
full page ads in the trades, boasting that “Village of the Damned Saturation
Openings” were rollin-up “Sensational Grosses!”This wasn’t mere ballyhoo, it was the truth. So it wasn’t terribly
surprising when MGM announced a follow-up feature was already in consideration.
Anton Leader was chosen to direct this sequel Children of the Damned.Similar to Rilla, Leader was best known for
his directorial work on television, not in motion pictures.In fact, following a successful career in the
1940s as a producer of radio dramas, Leader had worked almost exclusively on
the small screen.He would subsequently
helm an episode or two of practically every iconic television series of the
1950s and 1960s. Leader had left the U.S. for Europe in February 1962, hoping
to set up his own production company on the continent. This dream was deferred
when Leader was asked to direct Children
of the Damned and given a nifty $400,000 budget to do so.
Having worked almost exclusively in the penny-pinching television
industry, Leader gladly accepted.He
would tell a journalist from Variety
that it had been good to get away from TV since a big screen filmmaker was “more
respectfully regraded” and given more time and latitude to do a “respectable
job.” The problem was Leader envisioned Children
of the Damned as an “art picture.” The brass at MGM Britain was less
interested in making a profit, not a point.They wanted Children of the Damned
be a coattail-riding horror film, which wasn’t the film as delivered.
Variety
recorded Leader’s chagrin when the director was first made aware of the
“advertising campaign mapped out by MGM […] lurid billing as an exploitation
special.”Indeed, the poster art played
up only a ghastly sensationalism:“They
Come To Conquer the World… So young, so innocent, so utterly deadly!”A second ad mat was no more constrained (nor
honest) in its carnival-barking: “Beware the Eyes that Paralyze!All-New Suspense Shocker… even more Eerie and
Unearthly than Village of the Damned!”
In truth there’s very little eeriness and only a bit of suspense
in the film.Children isn’t a bad film, but it is a curious follow-up, one that
wildly detours from the premise of the original.There’s only a smattering of sci-fi elements.The “children” number only six in this sequel
and their provenance is multi-national.The
children are, again, borne by unwed women “never touched.”All six are brilliant, each possessing
“intellect beyond belief.”It’s this reason
that makes them of great scientific interest to Dr. Tom Llewellyn (Ian Hendry),
a psychologist and Dr. David Neville (Alan Bader), a geneticist.They suggest a UNESCO program should be
commissioned to study the children.
The problem is that the children do not wish to be
studied.They escape from their
respective embassies to gather inside the bowels of an old church.There was no need for them to proactively discuss
this decision amongst each other – or, at least, not in the usual oral method.Since they communicate with one another
through telepathy, they already share a communal knowledge base.They have no separate nor distinct
personalities and mostly, if not exclusively, communicate their wishes to be
left alone through an intermediary they control through hypnotism.
A sector of both the scientific establishment and
military believe it would be best to “destroy” the children, believing them to
be the spearhead of an invasion of aliens.But the army discovers the children are well-equipped to defend
themselves against any aggressive action.Unlike the Village children,
this new group of moppets choose only to use their telepathic energies towards
their own defense.They’re not
interested in causing harm to anyone, even as the bowels beneath their church
sanctuary are wired with explosives.
Children is,
without doubt, a different animal than Village.John Briley, the U.S. born screenwriter would
contribute an original screenplay for the sequel, one only loosely based on the
premise of the Wyndham novel.Though
early in his career, Briley was no hack merely trying to get along by writing
B-pictures.In 1983, as the writer of Ghandi, Briley was awarded an Oscar for
Best Original Screenplay.
But the folks going to the cinema to catch Children of the Damned wanted a horror
film, and no doubt felt cheated upon exiting.This film was more of a preachy “co-existence not no-existence”
exercise.Most reviews of the film were
critical of the movie’s high-minded and obvious aspiration as being experienced
as a “message film.”One critic thought
the concocted scenario was simply too precious.The filmmakers were attempting to endow the film “with moral
significance […] heavy-handed, unnecessary and too pretentious an aim for so
relatively modest a production venture.”
Although Children of the Damned was Leader’s last
feature film of significance, the British trades were reporting the
novelist/director had already reworked Christopher Monig’s 1956 mystery novel The
Burned Man into a screen treatment, pitching the idea of bringing it to the
screen to Hammer’s James Carreras. That project would not happen, for
better or worse, and Leader soon returned to TV directing.Children
of the Damned is more of a curio today, but Village of the Damned has enjoyed lasting notoriety, even having
been remade by Horror-film maestro John Carpenter in 1995.But while Carpenter’s film easily bests any
of the antiquated optical effects of the 1960 version, Rilla’s original remains
the more iconic.
Village
of the Damned and Children
of the Damned are made available as BD-ROMS through the Warner Archive
Collection.Village is presented in 1080p High Definition 16 x 9 1:78.1 and in
DTS HD Master Audio Mono.Children has been made available in
1080p High Definition 16 x 9 1:85.1 and in DTS HD Master Audio Mono.Both films are relativity sparse with extras,
though both offer each film’s theatrical trailer and removable English
subs.The only true “special features”
is Steve Haberman’s commentary track on Village
and screenwriter John Briley’s commentary on Children.
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We’re told the expression “Revenge is a Dish Best Served Cold” had origin in
seventeenth-century France.I’ve no idea
if this is accurate, nor convinced it matters.What is unquestionable is that in life, literature and art, the subject
of revenge remains constant.Interestingly,
the avenging of injustices, real and perceived, is common to both heroes and their
adversaries.Sometimes motivations
combine so the separation between heroism and evil becomes muddied.As the iconic and deranged fiend Dr. Anton
Phibes, the great Vincent Price adroitly manages to move his audience to cheer as
his character carries out a series of brutal and theatrical murders.
Price appears as the titular Dr. Phibes in two of what
are, inarguably, the actor’s three best recalled films of the 1970s.The cycle was kicked off by Robert Fuest’s The Abominable Dr. Phibes (1971) and Dr. Phibes Rises Again! (1972), with
Douglas Hickox’s Theater of Blood
(1973) – a similar film in style to the two-pic Phibes’ franchise – serving as
an unofficial third act.Truth be told,
only Vincent Price could manage to successfully pull off such sadistic and dark
malarkey as presented above.Price’s
reputation for playing gloomy, sinister characters with a sense of self-parodying
gallows-humor whimsy made him a perfect cast.
The early to mid-1970s may not have completely signaled
the end of old-school horror films, but it was the end of an era for those
players still carrying the torch.It was
primarily the British who kept the familiar tropes alive through the bloody, and
often Gothic, productions of Hammer, Amicus, Tigon and late-to-the game Tyburn.Though Hammer was reviled in the 1960s for
allowing Technicolor on-screen bloodletting, such crimson exploitation was
nothing to what was to follow.American
independents had already pushed the envelope to the extreme with such disturbing
drive-in fare as Wes Craven’s Last House
on the Left (1972) and Tobe Hooper’s The
Texas Chainsaw Massacre (1974).
Overnight, the performances and films of such polished, academy
trained actors as Price, Peter Cushing and Christopher Lee were made antiquated
and unhip.Empty-headed teenagers were
the new principal players, and with the release of John Carpenter’s Halloween (1978), old-school horror was
relegated to the annals of film studies as a flood of imitations flooded movie
screens.While Vincent Price didn’t
disappear from movie-house screens, he was seen less often.You were more likely to catch Price on
television in a TV-movie, drama, situation comedy or as a guest on Hollywood Squares.Or, perhaps, you might have been fortunate
enough to catch the veteran actor trotting the boards in a traveling theatrical
production.
Price was, understandably, not a great fan of the
so-called “slasher” film genre.Such
disgruntlement was, no doubt, partly the result of a loss of big screen offers
and opportunities.Price considered the slasher
film “with all their blood and violence […] a different genre from the
wonderful Edgar Allan Poe films we used to make for Roger Corman.”In interviews from that period Price insisted
the recent trend on splashing explicit real-life violence onto the big screen
was a worrying trend.“When you have the
chain saw at the very beginning of the picture that knocks off about fifteen
people, where have you got to go?, he sighed to one journalist.“There’s no humor,” he continued.“They’ve just become too violent for me.”
There’s certainly no absence of humor – dark as it may be
- present in The Abominable Dr. Phibes
and Dr. Phibes Rises Again!.Price is directly responsible for innumerable
murders, most often in devilishly amusing methods.I feel that, in some manner of speaking, the
Phibes films had a measure of stylized influence on the slasher film
genre.The body counts left in the wake
of the subsequent slashers are, generally speaking, no greater nor less than
those in the Phibes or Theater of Blood
exercises.
In terms of thin plotting the Phibes and early slashers
are similar in construction.Both
substitute logic and a compelling storyline for a fast flowing series of voyeuristic
grim executions.The raison d’etre of both enterprises was to
deliver an entertaining, sadistic mix of idiosyncratic killings both inventive
and amusing.The big difference is that
a slate of seasoned actors are summarily dispatched in the Phibes films.In the slashers we tend to cheer on the fates
of the teenage-victims due to their visibly painful absence of acting skills.
In the Phibes films Vincent Price isn’t breaking new
ground.He’s merely diligently following
the established vengeful tradition of preceding movie ghouls.In the nineteen thirties and forties, Boris
Karloff and Bela Lugosi carried out all sorts of vendettas, nearly all the
result of some professional slight.Their targets, deserving or not, were always getting trapped behind
locked doors and no-escape rooms.This
was usually due to their tormentors having had their scientific research
purloined or reputations sullied.
There is one key difference between the old-school and
new-school horrors.Karloff and Lugosi
were crossed men with personalities - as anti-social and vengeful as those
personalities might be.Too many of the
slasher films, in my view anyway, featured successions of masked killers who killed
in cold, robotic-fashion.Often motivations
were not explained (or explained without satisfaction) until a movies’
end.The impersonality of such killings,
arguably, might have contributed to the mystery – as in a, “Why is this
happening?”But such detachment allowed for
too many of the best-remembered slashers to serve as little more than an assembly-line
cinematic abattoir.Which brings us back
to Dr. Phibes.
In The Abominable
Dr. Phibes, the titular character is not a medical doctor at all.A once-celebrated organist, Dr. Anton Phibes
(Vincent Price) holds a curious combination of PhDs in Musicology and
Theology.He uses his knowledge of the
latter to unleash a series of murders fashioned from ancient biblical curses.He unleashes his wrath on the medical team he
holds responsible for the April 1921 death of his wife Victoria Regina Phibes
(Caroline Munro, more or less).Drawing
the final curtains on those of he holds responsible, Phibes – with the
assistance of the mysterious and beautiful Vulnavia (Virginia North) -
methodically executes a series of Old Testament plagues as outlined in the Book
of Exodus.He grimly works his way to
his most loathed and final target, Chief of Surgeons Dr. Vesalius (Joseph
Cotton). Having planned the biblical killing of Vesalius’s son, the firstborn, Phibes
and Vesalius clash over the boy’s gurney in a tense, feverish confrontation at an
extravagant manor house on London’s Maldine Square.
While the casting of The
Abominable Dr. Phibes is perfect, it was an odd gamble that Price, the
film’s star player, was essentially given no interactive dialogue:the actor’s voice is only heard as a
filtered, somewhat robotic, voiceover throughout and even then only sparingly.Actress North, Phibes accessory-in-crime,
admitted to frustration when she read the script and learned her role too was
an unspeaking one. In July of 1971, North,
a former model, sighed to an Associated Press journalist, “I don’t know why
they don’t let me speak.” But she conceded “Not speaking is more sinister I
suppose.”It certainly was in Phibes
case, allowing Price’s disdain for his victims to be projected through his
sneering countenance.
One would have thought it we saw the last of The Abominable Dr. Phibes at that film’s
conclusion.But since American International
had raked in a not inconsiderable profit on investment, a Phibes resurrection
was quickly arranged.The first Phibes
film was often paired in cinema’s with A.I.P.’s Count Yorga, Vampire (1970), a modern-day spin on the old legend.Count
Yorga was very successful in in own right, spawning a sequel of its
own.That series success led to rumors
that A.I.P. might be grooming Yorga
star Robert Quarry as a potential horror film successor to the aging
Price.
What is obvious is that A.I.P. was interested in bringing
to the screen a collaboration of Price and Quarry.This was made plain in December of 1971 when
Louis M. “Deke” Heyward, A.I.P.’s Head of European Production, told reporters, “Bringing
the ‘abominable’ Phibes and the ‘insidious’ Yorga together was something that
just had to happen.The chemistry was too good to miss.”Heyward’s remarks were recorded as shooting
was getting underway at Elstree, the producer crowing, “It’s no secret that
when we were making the first ‘Phibes’ we were so sure we had a hit on our
hands that we took the trouble to shoot the opening scenes of the sequel that
was bound to come.”
Dr.
Phibes Rises Again! reunites several members of the original,
though North was out: Valli Kemp now filled the role of Price’s murderous
assistant.Peter Jeffrey is back as the
frustrated Scotland Yard detective who invariably arrives on the scene too late
to save anyone from their gruesome, if amusing, fates. Another horror icon, Peter Cushing, also appears in the film. As the U.S. and Western Europe was in the
throes of King Tut fever due to public interest in the touring display of
ancient Egyptian artifacts, co-screenwriters Fuest and Robert Blees moved the action
and ensuing mayhem from London to Egypt.
If not as satisfying as its predecessor, Dr. Phibes Rises Again!, is still great
fun.Yes, the sequel simply delivers
more of the same, but this is not necessarily a bad strategy as formula films
go.If anything, the film might be even
lighter in tone than the original, Price camping up the villainy to
preposterous proportions.Though teased
that a third film would follow – a script was commissioned – alas, the
cinematic run of Dr. Phibes was (excuse me) “Phinished.”
This two disc Kino Lorber Studio Classics Blu ray issue
of The Abominable Dr. Phibes and Dr. Phibes Rises Again! offers both films
in 1.85:1 widescreen and with 1920 x 1080p resolution and DTS-audio.The set offers no fewer than four isolated
audio commentary tracks.The primary
commentary comes directly from director Robert Fuest who shares his production
memories of The Abominable Dr. Phibes.Secondary commentaries on both The Abominable Dr. Phibes and Dr. Phibes Rises Again! come courtesy of
film historian Justin Humphreys, the author of The Dr. Phibes Companion (Bear Manor Media, 2018), the definitive
work on all things Phibesian.Video Watchdog’s Tim Lucas also shares thoughts
on Dr. Phibes Rises Again!. The set
rounds out with a collection of radio and television spots and theatrical
trailers.There’s also a colorful
slipcover for collectors and Phibes wonks, like myself, to fawn over.
Who
should we blame for the execrable Tentacles? Samuel Z. Arkoff? The cast?
The pazzo Italians who made it? Steven Spielberg, for heaven’s sake?
This ridiculous yarn should be retitled with another word beginning with “T”
and ending with “s” that is also comprised of nine letters because it takes a
huge pair of them to put so many well-known performers into one film and give
them nothing to do.
Tentacles, was filmed in 1976 and unleashed on New
Yorkers on Wednesday, August 3, 1977 during the Summer of Sam, when Michael
Anderson’s Orca: The Killer Whale and Rene Cardona, Jr.’s Tintorera:
Killer Shark, among other cinematic indignities were also in theaters, assuaged only by George
Lucas’s Star Wars. The movie commits one of the genre’s gravest sins – it’s
boooooring. To boot, it lacks the cheeze factor that makes movies like this fun
to watch. Running a full 102 minutes, the exact same running time as William
Friedkin’s masterful The French Connection (1971), Tentacles posits
an octopus with tentacles (octopi have limbs, not tentacles, as squids do, but
no one told the screenwriters) off the coast of Solana Beach in California who
is annoyed by the unauthorized use of radio frequencies by Mr. Whitehead (Henry
Fonda), a corrupt owner of a construction company and his assistant (Cesare
Danova, unrecognizable from his turn as Harvey Keitel’s mafioso uncle in Martin
Scorsese’s 1973 film Mean Streets). The angry squid makes its way near
people to serve them up as dinner. A sheriff (Claude Akins running through
Stanislavski’s Seven Pillars Acting Technique before starring in The
Misadventures of Sheriff Lobo from 1979 to 1981) is confused as to how
people are dying; a reporter (John Houston in a role that makes you wonder if he was financially solvent at the time)
pursues leads to “get the story” as another feather in his cap; Bo Hopkins
reluctantly comes to the rescue with killer whales that ultimately do in the
titular creature; and the always reliable Shelley Winters comes along for the
ride but spends most of her time yelling at children. Apparently, Auntie Roo
isn’t dead after all.
The
movie is completely devoid of interest and suspense except for a clone of the
Ben Gardner-inspired head-bobbing death scene from Jaws (1975) and the
disappearance of a child from the beach in a visually interesting sequence
featuring the winner of the World’s Worst Mother of the Year award. The production’s “inspiration”, if you can call it that, is clearly Mr.
Spielberg’s aforementioned suspense masterpiece, however it bears more of a resemblance
to Robert Gordon’s 1955 sci-fi film It Came from Beneath the Sea, though
that black and white film possessed something that Tentacles lacks –
entertainment value.
Tentacles played in my area on a double bill
with Bert I. Gordon’s Empire of the Ants (1977) at a theater that went
exclusively adult prior to becoming a supermarket (an obscenity of a different
kind) and at a drive-in with Michael Campus’s The Mack (1973) with
Richard Pryor as the second feature, which put poor Mr. Pryor in the unenviable
position of making comatose people laugh.
What
Tentacles does have is a series of truly beautiful poster art used in
the film’s marketing campaign that, while colorful and exciting to behold,
advertise the film as something that it ultimately fails to deliver.
Apparently,
Kino Lorber couldn’t find anyone willing to sit down and talk about this
monstrosity (pun most definitely intended), as they have either all passed on or
are currently in prison after having murdered their agents and managers after
appearing in this film.
The
only extras to speak of are both the radio spot and theatrical trailer for the
film, and trailers for The Abominable Dr. Phibes (1971), Dr. Phibes Rises Again (1972), The Island of
Dr. Moreau (1977), Parasite (1983), Tintorera...Tiger Shark
(1977), Zoltan...Hound of Dracula (1977), Invasion of the Body Snatchers
(1978), Without Warning (1980), Deepstar Six (1989), and Deep
Rising (1998).
If
you’re going to watch a film about an octopus, I would recommend the highly
enlightening My Octopus Teacher (2020) as an alternate, championed by
Mr. Friedkin himself when I asked him about new films that he would recommend.
If you love vintage monster flicks of the 1950s and 1960s, enjoy these original trailers, a few of which are so awful they helped inspire "Mystery Science Theatre"! But director Joe Dante reminds us there are at least a couple of gems in there, including "Unearthly Stranger" and "Invaders from Mars".
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.
If
any film can be called the quintessential film noir, it has to be Double
Indemnity. Even film noir scholar Eddie Muller, the go-to author and
historian who seems to appear in every supplemental feature attached to Blu-ray
and DVD disks of film noir titles, agrees.
Double
Indemnity,
directed by Billy Wilder and released in 1944, contains every cinematic trait
that is associated with film noir: cynical characters, a femme fatale,
betrayal, voice-over narration, witty dialogue, contrasting light and shadow,
German expressionism in the production design and camerawork, smoking,
drinking, murder, and an unhappy ending.
Based
on James M. Cain’s scandalous 1943 novel (but it was first serialized in Liberty
magazine in 1936), the picture was a challenge to the Hays Office censors,
for the Production Code was heavily enforced at the time. Several studios had attempted
to buy the rights in 1936, but the Hays Office warned producers that the novel
was a non-starter as a Hollywood production. Years later, just after the
separate publication of the book, Paramount tried again and this time, based on
a treatment by Billy Wilder and his writing partner Charles Brackett, they were
able to secure the rights.
Apparently,
Brackett felt the material was too seedy and left the project, so Wilder sought
out a new collaborator to pen the screenplay. Raymond Chandler landed the job,
and the resulting alliance was the stuff of Hollywood gossip and legend. The
two men couldn’t stand working together, but nevertheless the turmoil was the
necessary ingredient. The screenplay, nominated for an Academy Award, is
brilliant. What is especially notable is how the writers fooled the Hays Office
with it. The dialogue was full of innuendo that spelled out to an audience
exactly what was going on, even though no literal words were said that
indicated that two people were committing adultery. Wilder and Chandler
improved Cain’s dialogue in this manner, and it’s a delight to hear what comes
out of the mouths of Barbara Stanwyck, Fred MacMurray, and Edward G. Robinson
during the course of the picture. (Phyllis, responding to unsubtle advances:
“There’s a speed limit in this town.” Walter: “How fast was I going, officer?”)
Walter
Neff (MacMurray) is an insurance salesman who calls on the Dietrichson house to
renew an auto policy, but Mr. Dietrichson isn’t home. However, his wife,
Phyllis (Stanwyck) is. There is an immediate attraction and flirtation, which
leads to you-know-what. Phyllis eventually talks Walter into getting a life
insurance policy—with a double indemnity clause (it pays double for accidental
death)—for Phyllis’ husband, whom she can’t stand. Once Dietrichson (Tom
Powers) is tricked into signing the policy, the naughty couple set out to
murder him and make it look like an accident, and they succeed. Even Walter’s
canny boss, Barton Keyes (Robinson), who has a “little man” inside of him that
senses when something doesn’t add up, believes the story until he starts to
closely examine all the angles. Throw in Dietrichson’s grown daughter from a
previous marriage, Lola (Jean Heather), and now there’s an additional threat
that comes between Walter and Phyllis. Keyes gets closer to the truth, Walter
gets paranoid, Phyllis goes a little mad, and things heat up to a boiling
point.
The
acting, the direction, the script, the cinematography (by John F. Seitz), the
editing, and the music score (by Miklós Rózsa),
are all superb and were nominated for Oscars in each of these categories
(Stanwyck was up for Best Actress). Why MacMurray and Robinson were not also
nominated is a mystery worthy of Raymond Chandler! More significantly, Double
Indemnity confirmed Billy Wilder’s future in Hollywood as one of the great,
classic filmmakers.
The
picture has been issued on home video many times in all formats, including
Blu-ray. The Criterion Collection has now released two new editions—one in 4K
UHD and Blu-ray combo (three disks), and another in just Blu-ray (two disks). The
4K digital restoration is the best this reviewer has ever seen the movie. It’s
a flawless presentation with an uncompressed monaural soundtrack.
A
vintage audio commentary by Richard Schickel, ported over from previous
releases, is included. Supplements abound. A port-over vintage feature on film
noir (“Shadows of Suspense”) is welcome, but new extras produced by
Criterion are especially fun: an interview with film scholar Noah Isenberg
(editor of Billy Wilder on Assignment); and a lively conversation
between film historians Eddie Muller and Imogen Sara Smith. There are two radio
adaptations—from 1945 and 1950—both starring Stanwyck and MacMurray. The entire
second disk is a three-hour BBC documentary on Billy Wilder (originally on the Arena
program), directed by Volker Schlöndorff and Gisela
Grischow. The booklet comes with an essay by critic Angelica Jade Bastién.
Even
if you already own a previous release of Double Indemnity, the Criterion
Collection’s new editionis a must-have and worth the upgrade. For fans
of film noir, Billy Wilder, the three stars, and solid, edgy filmmaking
that raised eyebrows in 1944 and is still potent today. Highly recommended.
Acclaimed actor and star of TV and feature films Fred Ward has passed away at age 79. As of this writing, no cause of death has been announced. Ward overcame a hardscrabble childhood and had eclectic careers that included a short-order cook, a lumberjack, a boxer and a stint in the U.S. Air Force before trying his hand at acting on stage. He gravitated to feature films by 1979 and appeared with Clint Eastwood in the hit crime thriller "Escape from Alcatraz". Before long, he was much sought after for more prominent roles. Ward sometimes scored starring roles, as in "Henry and June" (in which he played controversial novelist Henry Miller) and "Remo Williams: The Adventure Begins", which was designed to launch him as a screen action hero in a series of a films. However, the movie flopped and no sequels were made. "Remo Williams", as with Ward's 1990 boxoffice disappointment, "Tremors", would go on to become far more popular in later years and build loyal fan followings. Ward won acclaim for his performance as astronaut Gus Grissom in the 1983 NASA space epic "The Right Stuff". A favorite of Robert Altman, he appeared in the director's "Short Cuts" and "The Player". His television work included "ER" and "True Detective".
The
Town Hall presents Broadway By The Year: From The Ziegfeld Follies To Moulin
Rouge on Monday, May 23 at 8pm. Created, written, directed and hosted by Scott
Siegel for The Town Hall, the evening will continue Broadway By The Year’s 21st
landmark season at The Town Hall (123 W. 43rd Street).
In
this second concert of the Broadway by the Year season, audience members will
get a one-night-only history of jukebox musicals and musical revues. And the
truth is, an extraordinary number of hit Broadway shows fit the description of
these two kinds of shows. These oftentimes maligned genres have played an
important role in the resurrection of songs, and styles from rock ’n’ roll (Jersey
Boys, Beautiful, All Shook Up) to classical music (Kismet), and from country (Ring
of Fire) to Rhythm & Blues (Black & Blue, After Midnight). And they
have highlighted oftentimes forgotten composers, bringing their names back into
the limelight, such as Eubie Blake with Eubie! and Fats Waller with Ain’t
Misbehavin’.
The
cast of Broadway By The Year: From The Ziegfeld Follies To Moulin Rouge
includes: Tony Danza (Honeymoon In Vegas; TV’s Who’s The Boss); Tom Wopat (Annie
Get Your Gun; Chicago), Anais Reno (Carnegie Hall, and concerts at Birdland), Douglas
Ladnier (Jekyll and Hyde; Sweeney Todd), and Danny Gardner (Flying Over Sunset;
Dames At Sea). More performers will be announced in the coming weeks.
The Broadway By The Year Dance Troupe, choreographed by Danny Gardner, will
also be performing.
“Jukebox
musicals are a fun and unique way to reimagine songs that we love by giving
them a new context or a new storyline,” said Scott Siegel. “This concert will
highlight the history of these shows and give audience members the
chart-topping songs that we all love.”
We are excited for the second installment of this year’s Broadway By The Year
concerts,” said The Town Hall’s Artistic Director Melay Araya. “The Town Hall
has always been at the forefront of music and discovery, and we know that this
concert will excite and entertain.”
Tickets for Broadway By The Year are $57-$67. For tickets and information,
please visit www.thetownhall.org or call 800-982-2787. The Broadway By The Year
concert series is part of The Town Hall’s presenting season.
Among the many other stars who may be performing in Broadway By The Year this
season include: Marc Kudisch (The Girl From the North Country), Bill Irwin
(Tony® Award Winner, Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf), Emily Skinner (Side Show),
Stephanie J. Block (Tony® Award Winner, The Cher Show), Sebastian Arcelus (House
of Cards), Lesli Margherita (Matilda), Kerry O'Malley (Into The Woods), Carolee
Carmello (Mamma Mia!), Beth Malone (Fun Home), Tonya Pinkins (Caroline Or
Change), Christiane Noll (Dear Evan Hansen), Julia Murney (Wicked), Brad Oscar
(Something Rotten!), Lilli Cooper (Tootsie), Jarrod Spector (The Cher Show), Patti
Murin (Frozen), Karen Ziemba (Chicago), Ethan Slater (Sponge Bob Squarepants
The Musical), Bryan Batt (Mad Men), and Noah Racey (Curtains).
On this clip from "American Bandstand", the iconic American TV show that featured teenagers dancing to the latest hit songs, host Dick Clark takes an unusual detour from the world of rock 'n roll to promote ABC-TV's newest sensation, "Batman"- after which there is a countdown of the top ten songs on the charts and everybody rocks to the sounds of Gary Lewis & the Playboys!
Kevin Costner, Sean Connery and Robert De Niro Star in the Must-See Crime-Drama, Debuting on 4K Ultra HD May 31, 2022
Directed by Brian De Palma and nominated* for four Academy Awards®, the acclaimed drama THE UNTOUCHABLES makes its 4K Ultra HD debut on May 31, 2022 from Paramount Home Entertainment.
Originally released on June 3, 1987, THE UNTOUCHABLES celebrates its 35th
anniversary this year and remains a must-see masterpiece featuring
visionary filmmaking and exceptional performances from an outstanding
cast. Robert De Niro as mob warlord Al Capone and Kevin Costner as law
enforcer Eliot Ness are unforgettable in a glorious, fierce,
larger-than-life depiction of good versus evil on the streets of
Prohibition-era Chicago.
Sean Connery won his only Oscar® for his portrayalof
veteran officer Jimmy Malone in the blockbuster hit that was the fourth
highest grossing film of 1987. Written by David Mamet, THE UNTOUCHABLES
also boasts a Grammy Award-winning score by the legendary Ennio
Morricone and an excellent supporting cast including Patricia Clarkson,
Andy Garcia, and Charles Martin Smith.
THE UNTOUCHABLES will be available on 4K Ultra HD and in a 4K Ultra HD 35th Anniversary SteelBook® with a Dolby Atmos® soundtrack**
and access to a Digital copy of the film. The discs also include over
an hour of legacy bonus content in high definition as detailed below:
Of
the millions of film books out there, it’s highly likely that horror covers by
far the largest percentage in terms of genre. Just what is it about the genre
that proves to be so endlessly fascinating to readers and audiences,
considering its disreputable reputation? This is something that Barry Keith
Grant addresses in his introduction to this excellent collection of essays on
100 classic (and occasionally forgotten) American horror films. As he points
out, horror has been with us throughout history, with its roots in Medieval
woodcuts, Grand Guignol theatre and the Gothic novel, with the first horror
film being produced by Georges Méliès in 1896. We are endlessly fascinated and
enthralled by the feelings of terror, fear, suspense, and revulsion that horror
inflicts on its willing audience.
The
book covers American horror from over 100 years, going back as far as D.W.
Griffith’s 1914 adaptation of Poe’s ‘The Raven’, The Avenging Conscience, or
‘Thou Shalt Not Kill’, right up to more recent hits such as American
Psycho (2000) Get Out (2017). Grant provides a two-page entry for
each film with an in-depth discussion of the importance of the film and its
place within cinema history, as well as a very useful Further Reading guide for
anyone who wants to dig deeper.
Despite
the relative brevity of each entry, the book provides insightful analysis and can
cause the reader to reassess some of the films under discussion as well as
discovering some for the first time: there are classics here, of course, such
as Carrie (1976), Creature From the Black Lagoon (1954), The
Masque of the Red Death (1964) and The Shining (1980, both
technically American films despite being shot in the UK with mostly British
crews), but it also covers some that one might not immediately think of when
compiling your own list of important American horror films, such as Two
Thousand Maniacs! (1964), Ganja and Hess (1973), Weird Woman
(1944) and John Carpenter’s box office bomb In the Mouth of Madness
(1994).
Writing
something like this must be a thankless task as there will always be people who
disagree with the selection of films, but as it covers such a broad range across
the entire history of American cinema, there ought to be plenty of titles here
for readers to enjoy discovering more about in this immensely readable and
highly recommended collection.
I confess to having difficulty understanding Corinth’s curious
repackaging of three monochrome 1950’s science-fiction films. Pulling together this
triad of films – all previously issued as single disc releases from the label’s
Wade Williams Collection - seems to
make sense on one level.We’ll discuss later on.But for the record this DVD of Drive-In Retro Classics: Science Fiction
Triple Feature brings together such disparate Silver Age favorites as Kurt
Neumann’s Rocketship X-M (1950),
Nathan H. Juran’s The Brain from Planet
Arous (1958) and Robert Clarke’s The
Hideous Sun Demon (1959).
Though he didn’t have anything to do with the production
of any of the films listed above, Wade Williams has served as curator of the
analog and digital legacy of many ‘50s sci-fi and horror titles.Though Williams would aspire as a filmmaker
himself, the titles appearing in the “Wade Williams Collection” are exactly
that – films in his collection.Williams
had prudently purchased the rights to a mostly moribund package of ‘50s sci-fi
movie and TV shows from estates, from studios, or from producers/others holding
ownership. The latter category would include films produced by such names as George
Pal, Jack Broder, Harry M. Popkin and Richard Rosenfeld.
This decision to sell off their interests was an
understandable (but ultimately bad) business decision on the part of the original
rights holders.But it was the early 1970s
and television stations – now the only outlet still providing a trickle of revenue
for these old films – were abandoning their creaky old black-and-white
libraries for color-TV programs.Few in
Hollywood could have anticipated the stream of monies to be afforded by the home-video
revolution only a few short years down the line.
To be fair, Williams was an enthusiast of these old
sci-fi films, not simply a speculator who got lucky.Burgeoning consumer interest in home video product
allowed opportunity for Williams to capitalize on his prudent purchases.The first of the “Wade Williams Collection” VHS
videocassettes were issued as early as the late 1970s, mostly through such
companies as Nostalgia Merchant and Starlog Video.In the 1999 Williams partnered with Image
Entertainment, the latter dressing the new DVDs in bright-color slipcovers.These sleeves partly disguised the fact the movies
contained within were black-and-white oldies.Sci-fi newbies unfamiliar with the histories of atomic age sci-fi films might
have felt shortchanged by this creative - if somewhat duplicitous – bit of
marketing.
But for those of us in the know, the Williams releases were
a Godsend.We were the aficionados of
old-school sci-fi, semi-aging folks who first caught the films during
theatrical matinees in the 50’s or through fuzzy late-night TV broadcasts in
the ‘60s.We no longer had to order
wonky prints sourced from aged television screenings peddled by bootleg vendors
advertising in the back pages of cult film magazines.When Laserdisc and DVD releases would supersede
VHS cassettes in quality of presentation, Williams’ catalog was similarly
trotted out in new formats.
It must be noted that Williams has also been, somewhat
ungraciously, a target of criticism – often painted as a proverbial villain - over
the last two decades by some collectors.As the rights holder to so many treasured classic – and not so classic –
vintage sci-fi films, the just shy of eighty Williams has been reluctant in
recent years to issue the films on Blu-ray.His reasoning for not doing, while disappointing, is sound.Answering critics of the handling of his
catalog, Williams offered to contributors on the on-line Home Theater Forum
while physical media sales
remained important, “streaming, downloading, Amazon Prime, Netflix and TCM are
the remaining outlets from classic films.”
He would also note that restorations
were expensive undertakings.Factoring
in public domain issues, the problem of outright bootlegging and copy-and-paste
YouTube piracy, there was no longer any chance to break-even - much
less garner a profit - from such an enterprise. It was a practical and understandable
real-world estimate – but a response disappointing for those who preferred to
stock their home video libraries with physical media.
Which brings us back, in a roundabout manner, to Drive-In Retro Classics: Science Fiction Triple
Feature. Taking the series’ format history
into account, the natural progression would have been to see these films
released on Blu ray; to revisit them in spruced-up remasters with a dollop of
bonus special materials tagged on.But,
alas, this isn’t the case.Instead Drive-In Retro Classics: Science Fiction
Triple Feature offers up a total of three films, running 222 minutes
collectively, all crushed on a single disc.There are no special features, no new scans from better elements, no new
bells or whistles of any sort.So buyer
beware.
OK, with all this history out of the way I offer, for the
uninitiated at least, a brief overview of the films in the Corinth set:
In The Brain from
Planet Arous, Steve Marsh (John Agar), a technician of the U.S. Atomic
Energy Commission, becomes the unwilling host of alien being named Gor. Gor is
an evil levitating cerebellum with half-moon eyes who desires rule as “Master
of the Universe.”He aspires to make all
the people of the earth his slaves.The
alternative is “death by intense radiation.”The earth is merely one stop on this quest… and he makes the most of the
visit. Through his manipulation of his hypnotized subjugate Marsh, Gor unleashes
a rash of attacks on military-bases and martial aircrafts.
Gor convinces the cowered American Generals to convene a
summit with the earth’s six other nuclear powers, demanding all nations submit
to his terms… or else. All seems lost until Vol, a second and far friendlier
levitating brain from Arous, arrives at Indian Springs to offer advice.Vol explains the only way to stop the
renegade Gor is by attacking the creature’s one weak spot, striking at the brain’s
fissure of Rolando.But can Marsh’s
girlfriend Sally (Joyce Randolph) and George the dog get this important info to
Marsh in time?
The
Hideous Sun Demon is the tour de force brainchild of
actor/writer/producer Robert Clarke. Clarke plays Dr. Gilbert McKenna, an
“obscure scientist” exposed to a type of radiation “far more dangerous than
cosmic rays.”This turns out to be an
unwelcome turn of events as such exposure has triggered a reverse evolution of
his DNA, turning him into the Hideous Sun Demon, a half-human half-reptile
biped.The movie is sort of a reversal
of werewolfism.Clarke’s transformation
is not triggered by the rising of the full moon but by exposure to the sun’s rays.When not lurching about Los Angeles and Santa
Monica at night, McKenna sulks, drinks a lot of whiskey and hangs out a dingy
nightclub where he listens to a buxom blond tickle the ivories and sing such moody
jazz numbers as “Strange Desire.”Perhaps Little Orphan Annie desires for the sun to come out tomorrow,
but its bad news for McKenna.
In Rocketship X-M,
America is readying a sleek spacecraft for blast-off.The rocket is to carry a team of scientists –
including a thirty-year old Lloyd Bridges – on a mission to the moon.Unfortunately, a combination of bad
scientific calculations and an untimely meteor shower forces the craft off course.The space travelers instead land on Mars
where, to their surprise, discover the ruins of an ancient civilization.They are received unwelcomingly, made targets
by a gaggle of rock throwing Martian Neanderthals. Though they quickly and
wisely abandon the Red Planet for a trip back home, they encounter yet another problem.Is there enough fuel left in the craft’s
supply tanks to get them home safely?
Of the three films in this set, only Rocketship X-M aspires to loftier visions and high production values.Theobold Holsopple’s production designs are
imaginative and iconic.The
special-effects work of Don Stewart, I.A. Block and Jack Rabin is of similar high-caliber,
especially when considering the era in which the film was produced.
To wrap up: the best thing I can say about this new DVD release
is that it brings these films back into print, making them more easily
available to new consumers.No more
scouring through second hand shops or paying fifty dollar “collector” prices
for the now rare original single-disc DVDs released twenty-odd years ago.But when one learns the MSRP of the Corinth
release is $29.95… well, that price seems a bit stiff.But I’m confident the MSRP will likely not be
the actual asking price when the disc hits online outlets.
I’d be remiss without at least mentioning one title, The Brainfrom Planet Arous, is reportedly being readied for Blu-ray release
by another home video company, one known for bring loving attention to neglected
films.This prospective Blu issue,
slated for release in summer of 2022, promises a new restoration, an audio
commentary, a booklet, and a special-features documentary as bonuses.So some may choose a wait-and-see approach
before gambling on Drive-in Retro
Classics.
When it was announced that producer Elliott Kastner had succeeded in
signing both Marlon Brando and Jack Nicholson for the 1976 Western, "The
Missouri Breaks", the project was viewed as a "can't miss" at the
international box-office. This would be Brando's first film since his
back-to-back triumphs in "The Godfather" and "Last Tango in Paris" and
Nicholson had just won the Best Actor Oscar for "One Flew Over the
Cuckoo's Nest". The two Hollywood icons were actually neighbors who
lived next door to each other, but they had never previously teamed for a
film project. Kastner, whose prowess as a street-wise guy who used
unorthodox methods to get films off the ground, had used a clever tactic
to sign up both superstars: he told each man that the other had already
committed to the project, when, in fact, neither had. With Brando and
Nicholson aboard, Kastner hired a respected director, Arthur Penn, who
had worked with Brando ten years before on "The Chase". He then chose an
acclaimed novelist, Thomas McGuane, who had recently made his
directorial debut with "92 in the Shade", to write the screenplay. What
emerged from all these negotiations was seemingly a
boxoffice blockbuster in the making. Alas, it was not to be. Upon its
release, critics emphasized the "Miss" aspect "Can't Miss" of the "The Missouri
Breaks", with most reviewers citing the opinion that the film was a long,
slow slog interrupted up a hammy, over-the-top comic performance from
Brando, who Penn apparently exercised little control over when it came
to the actor's penchant for improvisation.
The film opens with cattle baron David Braxton (John McLiam)
"hosting" a lynching for a rapt audience of his ranch hands. Seems the
intended victim has rustled some of his cattle and McLiam is determined
to put an end to the thievery, which has reduced his overall business
income by 7% per year- a statistic he never tires of griping about.
McLiam's hardball tactics against the rustlers don't sit well with his
otherwise adoring daughter Jane (Kathleen Lloyd), an
independent-thinking young woman who has acted as her father's most
trusted companion since her mother left him for another man years ago.
The victim of the lynching was a member of a rustling gang headed by Tom
Logan (Jack Nicholson), who befriends Braxton on the pretense that he
wants to purchase a plot of land on his property to establish a small
farm. In reality, he wants to utilize the land to temporarily house
stolen horses which his gang has gone to Canada to obtain in a daring
operation against the Royal Canadian Mounted Police's stables.
Meanwhile, Jane- who lives a life of relative isolation on her father's
estate-is immediately smitten by the charismatic Tom Logan and when she
insists that he become her first lover, he finds it impossible to
resist. Thus, Logan is now in a romantic relationship with a girl who is
the daughter of a man he is deceiving and stealing from. David Braxton
goes all-out in his obsession with thwarting the rustlers. He hires Lee
Clayton, a renowned "regulator", which is a polite term for bounty
hunter. Clayton is an eccentric man with a bizarre personality who
speaks in a heavy Irish brogue, but also at times utilizes other
accents. He is at times charming and amusing and at other times
fiery-tempered and unpredictable. Upon being introduced to Tom Logan by
Braxton, Clayton immediately suspects he is not a farmer, but a rustler.
The two men play a cat-and-mouse game, each one employing
double-entendres in their conversations. When Logan's men return from
Canada empty-handed after being thwarted by the Mounties, Clayton
becomes an omnipresent figure, observing their every move from afar
through binoculars. One by one, he systematically murders the members of
the rustling gang, always preceding their horrendous deaths by chatting
with the doomed men in disarmingly friendly tones. Clayton becomes so
frightening a figure that even Braxton becomes intimidated by him and
attempts to fire him, but Clayton says the money is irrelevant and that
once he commits to a job, he sees it through. The stage is set for a
mano-a-mano confrontation between Logan and Clayton that both men
realize will see only one emerge alive.
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It's easy to see why "The Missouri Breaks" didn't catch on with
audiences. Much of the film moves at a glacial pace, but McGuane's
script is intelligent and the dialogue often witty. Brando's outrageous
antics easily overshadow anyone else in the film, even though his
appearances are fleeting and the lion's share of the screen time is
dominated by Nicholson. Brando seems to be having a field day and there
seems to be no limit to his improvisations. (At one point he is dressed
as a Chinese peasant and in another he is inexplicably attired as a
woman, complete with apron and bonnet.) He also has a penchant for
making some uncomfortably romantic overtures to his horse. Thus, the
character of Clayton proves to be a distraction from the otherwise
somber, realistic tone of the film. Nevertheless, there is no doubt that
Brando's appearances are both amusing and somewhat mesmerizing, even if
out of place. The movie boasts a first rate supporting cast that
includes Harry Dean Stanton, Frederic Forrest and a young and slim Randy
Quaid. Kathleen Lloyd holds her own against the considerable star power
of Brando and Nicholson, which could not have been an easy feat. Alas,
stardom was not to follow for her, though she still occasionally appears
as a guest star in popular TV series. Where the movie disappoints the
most is in its climax. The audience has been led to expect a memorable
confrontation between Logan and Clayton, but when one of them gets the
upper hand on the other, it's done very abruptly and rather
unimaginatively, leaving the viewer feeling cheated. The
movie boasts a low-key but appropriately atmospheric score by John
Williams and impressive cinematography by Michael Butler.
After "The Missouri Breaks", Brando seemed uninspired and went on
automatic pilot in terms of his film roles. He was paid a relative
fortune for what amounted to extended cameos in "Superman" and "Apocalypse
Now", and while he was a significant physical presence in both films, no
one made the case that he exerted himself dramatically. He would find
occasional enthusiasm in certain roles (an Oscar-nominated turn in the
little-seen "A Dry White Season" and a hilarious performance recreating
his Don Corleone role for "The Freshman"), but his enthusiasm seemed to
diminish in direct proportion to his increase in weight. Sadly, he would
never totally recapture the mojo he once enjoyed as a screen icon. Yet,
time has been kind to "The Missouri Breaks". The film's literate script
and direction are a reminder of an era in which such projects would be
green-lit by major studios who appealed to the intellect of movie
audiences. Today, the project would never have seen fruition no matter
who starred in it.
"The Missouri Breaks" is currently streaming on Amazon Prime and Kanopy.
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Kino Lorber has released the 1964 comedy "The Brass Bottle" on Blu-ray. The film appears to have been the inspiration for the hit TV series "I Dream of Jeannie" which starred Barbara Eden as the sultry title character. Some cinephiles argue that the film and TV series have nothing to do with one another, but it seems to me that if you make a movie with Barbara Eden and a genie from a brass bottle, than it's more than a coincidence that a TV series starring Eden featuring a genie and a brass bottle soon appears. It is true that Eden does appear as the female lead in the feature film, but in a very down-to-earth role as Sylvia, the fiancee of aspiring-but-unsuccessful architect Harold Ventimore (Tony Randall). Sorry, guys, no navel-gazing to be had here.The premise of the plot is as old as the pyramids: Harold comes into possession of a large, ancient urn through which he unwittingly frees an ancient genie named Fakrash (Burl Ives, who far less a feast for the eyes than Eden was in the TV series), who had been imprisoned in there for 3,000 years after offending a nobleman who had magical powers. Fakrash is so delighted to be free that he uses all his efforts to make improvements in Harold's life starting with magically persuading a top real estate developer to hire the unknown architect to design an entire suburban housing development. Harold is initially delighted but soon discovers that every time Fakrash makes an improvement to his life, there is a corresponding disaster to offset it. This extends to his love life, as well. In an attempt to win over Sylvia's grumpy parents who disapprove of him, Harold plans a dinner party at his house. Thanks to Fakrash, however, when the fuddy-duddy parents and Sylvia arrive, the place has been transformed into a bachelor pad, complete with dancing harem girls and a group of Arabic musicians. Also on hand is a "gift" from Fakrash, a sexually aggressive, beautiful slave girl named Tezra (Kamala Devri). Appalled by the hedonistic atmosphere, Sylvia and her parents storm out. The remainder of the film involves Harold's desperate efforts to undo the "improvements" that Fakrash continues to enact on his behalf. Before long, Fakrash has turned his future father-in-law into a mule and also wreaked havoc on Harold's career.
"The Brass Bottle", directed with workmanlike efficiency by Harry Keller, is a modestly-budgeted affair that was shot primarily on the Universal back lot. The few exterior sequences include some very obvious rear screen projection, thus giving the feature film the look of a standard sitcom from the era. The primary attribute of the production is the inspired cast. Tony Randall, who by this point in his career had carved a niche as one of Hollywood's leading supporting players, gets a rare opportunity to get first billing. Barbara Eden is largely relegated to window dressing as his long-suffering fiancee. The film clearly belongs to Burl Ives, who is genuinely amusing as the genie who tries to accustom himself to life in the 20th century. He begins the film wearing traditional ancient garb and ends clad in designer suits. Ives dominates every scene he is in as this marvelous character. The film also features two of the 1960's most popular on-screen grouches, the great Edward Andrews as Harold's would-be father-in-law and Parley Baer as Harold's prospective employer. Another reliable "grouch", Philip Ober appears as Harold's ill-tempered boss. (Harold has nothing but ill-tempered people surrounding him.)
The movie affords some mildly amusing moments and the "risque" elements are downright quaint by today's standards. When presented with a live-in, gorgeous mistress who will do anything he commands, Harold can only think of how to get rid of her- a premise that is slightly less believable than that of a genie appearing from a brass bottle. Then again, even as a pre-teen in the 1960s, I couldn't buy the notion that a beautiful female genie could live with a handsome, single man who she calls "Master" without any sexual scenarios arising. Randall is always a delight and this rare showcase for him as a leading man, along with Ives' delightful performance, are the primary reason to watch this otherwise pleasant but undistinguished comedy.
Kino Lorber's Blu-ray is a considerable upgrade from the previous release, a bare-bones DVD from Universal. The Blu-ray features a very good commentary track by Australian film historian Lee Gambin, who manages to have Barbara Eden join him via phone. She's a delight to listen to and has nothing but good things to say about working with Randall and Ives. Gambin also wisely has her recall her experiences filming "The 7 Faces of Dr. Lao" and "The Wonderful World of the Brothers Grimm". As a sign of the times, it's the first commentary track I've heard in which Covid factors into the conversation. The release includes the original trailer and a gallery of other comedy trailers for films available from KL.
Following the success of Alfred Hitchcock’s Psycho in 1960-61, there was – forgive
me – a “mad” rush to cash in on that film’s coattails. On one side of the pond,
U.S. based pastiches of Psycho would
come courtesy of Shlock-horror maestro William Castle.The gimmicky producer would rush out the
psychological-thriller Homicidal in
1961 and, a bit later - and more famously - with Joan Crawford in Straiht- Jacket (1964).In England, Hammer Film Productions, riding
high due to their reimagining of the classic “Universal” monsters, would likewise
bring to the screen four psych-thrillers of similar temperament: Paranoiac and Maniac in 1963, Hysteria
and Nightmare in 1965.
One of the connecting threads of this quartet of Hammer
efforts were that all scenarios had been dutifully scribed by their “house
writer” of sorts, Jimmy Sangster.In his
entertaining autobiography Do You Want it Good or
Tuesday? From Hammer Films to Hollywood: A Life in the Movies (Midnight Marquee Press,
2009), Sangster doesn’t dwell too long on any reminiscences of Nightmare, but offers he found making
the film “as being all fun.”Which, I
suppose, is a fair self-assessment.
Sangster’s
film (which he also produced) begins with a nightmare sequence, a young woman
walking frightened and apprehensive through the empty corridors of an insane
asylum.That woman, Janet (Jennie
Linden) enters the cell of a deranged woman who cackles and taunts menacingly.The girl awakens from her dream with a tortured
scream, scaring the living daylights out of her roommates at Hatcher’s School
for Young Ladies.One of her teachers at
the school, Miss Mary Lewis (Brenda Bruce) realizes this privileged girl is suffering
from some sort of nervous condition.She
accompanies her anxious student to Hightower, the tony mansion Janet is to
inherit when she comes of age.
The staff
at Hightower, particularly John (George A. Cooper) and Mrs. Gibbs (Irene
Richmond), seem fond of Janet, sympathetic and protective.In contrast, her guardian and executor of the
property Henry Baxter (David Knight) - as well as a new face at the mansion,
Grace Maddox (Moira Redmond) appear outwardly friendly… but there’s something
about the two that arouses one’s suspicions.We soon learn the disturbed mental patient Janet encounters in her
nightmares is her very own mother.It’s revealed
that on the day of her eleventh birthday, Janet witnessed the brutal stabbing
death of her father by the hand of her mother.
Though mom
would be subsequently sent to the local madhouse, the brutal memories of the
event have left Janet teetering on the verge of a nervous breakdown.The girl is haunted by the thought that her
mother’s insanity might prove to be an inherited trait.It’s not helpful to Janet’s mental condition that
each night at Hightower she’s visited by a ghostly figure with a scarred face
and white dressing gown.The ghost-woman
roams the hallways, her appearances always preceding an act of staged violence.It’s enough to drive a young girl crazy…
which is exactly what happens in due course.
So far, so
good.Unfortunately, the film’s
narrative structure takes an unwelcome turn in its second half.Just as Janet Leigh’s embezzling character
disappears – surprisingly - from Psycho
a mere twenty-minutes into the film, so does Janet from Nightmare. Unfortunately, while Robert Bloch and Hitchcock’s shocking
twist works perfectly in Psycho,
Sangster’s cinematic mimic simply does not.Once Janet is out of the picture Nightmare
is unable to sustain its tension or dramatic momentum.
With beleaguered
Janet out of the film, the movie loses not only its principal character but its
heart.The mystery of the ghostly
figure and subsequent deterioration of Janet’s mental state – the film’s two
most compelling elements – are simply abandoned midway through. There are really no surprises in what follows.The two characters we suspect from the
beginning as being ne’er-do-wells are, of course, the two who actually are.The only mystery left is whether or not the pair
will get away with their devious scheming.And that’s simply not all that exciting.
That’s not
to say there’s no value to Nightmare.As one might expect, director Freddie Francis
does a proper if workman-like job on the film.The movie offers many of the requisite elements expected of a thriller:
twisting doorknobs, tentative walks through long, shadowy corridors, eerie
bedside visitations from a mute, ghostly figure and frightened peeks from beneath
the shield of a folded blanket.
In a 2013 memoir
Francis recalled he was, for the most part, pleased with his work on Nightmare, believing he successfully managed
“to sustain the drama and the shock elements.”He would write Sangster’s “excellent script […] was a genuinely scary
mystery with of course a sting in the tail.” Author and Hammer historian Jonathan
Rigby seems to agree in part, rightfully pointing out that many of Sangster’s
psych-thrillers were thinly disguised “Gothic horror films in modern dress.”
Though Francis
was well-schooled in the art of cinematic horror, he would admit he was not
terribly enthused with the work of his detached cameraman Johnny Wilcox.But the director suggested the atmospherics
of the film’s interior photography were buoyed by his keeping “the edges and
corners dark thus giving the overall picture a claustrophobic and menacing
feel.”Released in April of 1964 as the
under-card of a double bill topped by Hammer’s The Evil of Frankenstein (also directed by Francis), Nightmare was met with mixed critical
reviews – a considered view shared by many fans of Hammer thrillers ‘til this
very day.
Scream
Factory promotes their release of Nightmare
as a “Collector’s Edition,” and one must say it certainly is that.There are a bevy of featurettes examining this
83 minute film from every conceivable angle.Kim Newman shares his thoughts during the near seventeen-minute study “Sleepless
Nights – Reflecting on a Nightmare of
a Movie.”Jonathan Rigby clocks a nearly
twenty-five minute rumination during his episode “Slice and Fright.If that’s not enough, there’s also “Reliving
the Nightmare: Interviews with
Actress Julie Samuel and More,” “Nightmare
in the Making,” “Jennie Linden Remembers,” and “Madhouse:Inside Hammer’s Nightmare.”If this bounty
of extra-features still leaves you dissatisfied – and I can’t imagine why it ever
would – there’s also an audio commentary supplied courtesy of film historian
Bruce Hallenbeck.To round things off,
we’re also gifted with the now expected theatrical trailer and a generous stills
gallery.
In some
respects, there’s perhaps too many
featurettes complimenting a medium-range film that runs less than an
hour-and-a-half.The general nuts and
bolts background stories regarding the conception and making of Nightmare are shared with repetition by the
usual gang of learned subjects – the trainspotting film scholars of British
horror.The inclusion of commentaries by
those who actually worked on the film partly offer a measure of balance,
sharing time-worn memories and occasionally intriguing glimpses of behind-the-scenes
moments.If the historians are somewhat
guilty of bombarding us with factoids and ruminations of context, footnotes and
filmographies, it’s all good, really.Let’s face it, this is the sort of minutiae we Hammer horror wonks live
for and have now come to expect.
It’s fair
to say that by the time you make it through all of this set’s special features
you will know more about Nightmare
than you ever thought possible.There
are discussions on the influence that such films as Psycho and Henri-Georges Clouzot’s Les Diaboliques (1955) had on Sangster’s work.It’s also suggested that the writer’s inspiration in scripting films
in the psyche-thriller genre went back even further than 1955, with nods to
such predecessors as Gaslight (1944) and
The Spiral Staircase (1946).
The
commentaries aren’t necessarily dry and academic.Hearing a bit of gossip is always fun.It’s interesting to learn of Sangster’s anguished
reaction when discovering his original script for Nightmare had been critically red penciled in its pre-production margins
by Hammer producer James Carreras.Then
again, Sangster’s screenplay for Nightmare
might have seemed a tad familiar to Carreras.It was in many ways reminiscent of the writer’s own scenario for an
earlier Hammer effort Scream of Fear
(1961).In any event, Sangster’s work
would prove to have long legs. The screenwriter would later sell the storyline
– and yet another reworking of the script - to producer Aaron Spelling for the ABC-TV
film A Taste of Evil (1971) featuring
Barbara Stanwyck.
Anyway, if you’ve read this review
this far in, you already know you want this.Aficionados of the horror, mystery, and thrillers of Hammer Films
Productions will properly celebrate this U.S. Blu-ray release of Nightmare – and well they should.Scream Factory offers a brand new 2K Scan
from an interpositive of the B&W film and the image is stunning, with only
the slightest and most unobtrusive white emulsion scratches slipping by now and
again.The film is offered here in 1080p
High-Definition Widescreen (2.35:1) with English DTS-HD master Audio and
removable English subtitles.This is an
essential film purchase for collectors of Hammer’s legacy films as well as for
fans of intelligently crafted psychological-thrillers in the Psycho and Les Diaboliques vein.But make no mistake about it, Nightmare is, at best, a middle-range Hammer
film.It’s neither a classic, nor an
embarrassment nor a cheap knock-off.It’s simply a passingly engaging thriller that sadly derails due to unsatisfying
and curious scripting issues.
The Warner Archive has released the 1972 MGM thriller The Carey Treatment on Blu-ray. James
Coburn has one of his best roles as Dr. Peter Carey, a rebellious but
esteemed pathologist who moves to Boston to take a prominent position at
one of the city's most highly regarded hospitals. The charismatic Carey loses
no time in gaining friends, alienating top brass and bedding the comely
chief dietician (Jennifer O'Neill). However, he soon finds himself
embroiled in a politically volatile investigation when a fellow surgeon
is arrested for performing an illegal abortion on the 15 year-old
daughter of the hospital's crusty administrator (Dan O'Herlihy). (The
movie was released a year before the landmark Roe V. Wade decision that
legalized abortion in America and now appears to be on the verge of being reversed.) Coburn believes his friend's
protestations of innocence and decides to launch his own investigation
into the matter. The case soon unveils a lot of skeletons that some
prominent people would prefer to be kept in their closets and Carey
finds himself subjected to blackmail and physically assaulted as he
comes closer to discovering the shocking truth behind the young girl's
death.
The film was a rather low-key affair for director Blake Edwards and
there is nothing particularly exceptional about the screenplay, which
resembles a rather well-done Columbo episode. However, Coburn has
a field day in the role of Carey. He's all teeth and smiles on the
exterior but internally he harbors a healthy suspicion of authority
figures. Carey can turn on the charm one minute and pummel a thug the
next. Refreshingly, he's no superman. He makes mistakes and misjudgments
that almost cost him his life. Edwards tries a bit to hard to sandwich
some action into what is essentially a methodical mystery story and his
instincts betray him in one silly sequence in which Carey virtually
kidnaps a teenage girl and subjects her to a death-defying high speed
car ride to induce her to reveal information. Nevertheless, the film
remains engrossing throughout and Coburn benefits from his chemistry
with some fine supporting actors including O'Herlihy, Pat Hingle and
Skye Aubrey. He also generates some genuine sparks with O'Neill, who is
largely inserted into the screenplay for pure sex appeal. There's also a
fine score by the great film composer Roy Budd.
The movie takes on a rather sobering social relevance when viewed
today. With abortion rights dominating the news once again, the film reflects a period when the nation was initially torn apart by the
debate- an occurrence that is happening again today. It's doubtful this film won't bring back some
disturbing memories of a particularly contentious period in America's
social consciousness that has been reawakened.
The film was not a critical or boxoffice success. Blake Edwards accused MGM of butchering his cut of the movie and leaving out vitally important scenes, a scenario that had occurred to director Brian G. Hutton a couple of years before when MGM devastated his vision of Kelly's Heroes. As with that film, the missing footage has never surfaced and is presumed lost forever.
The Carey Treatment is not high art, nor does it pretend to
be. However the film reconfirms why Coburn was one of the most
charismatic leading men of his day. The fact that he had such a long and
distinguished career is something all movie fans can be grateful for.
The new Blu-ray looks very good indeed and contains the original trailer.
Although released in February
1942, Warner Brothers’ wartime drama “Captains of the Clouds” was filmed
several months earlier, when America’s official stance toward the crisis in
Europe, prior to the bombing of Pearl Harbor, remained one of isolationism.As the thinking went, the
United States was better off conserving its own human and industrial resources
as it continued to stagger back from the Great Depression.Let the combatants overseas
fight it out between themselves.
Aware of
the movies’ enormous power to sway public opinion, watchdogs in Congress — and
in the industry itself — threatened severe action should any studio question
the prevailing wisdom.Of
a different mind and appalled by Nazi fascism, Harry and Jack Warner produced
several movies that shrewdly challenged the restrictions by circumventing them.Thus the villains in Warners’
“Confessions of a Nazi Spy” (1939) were Nazi agents subverting freedom not in
faraway Europe, but right here on American soil, where they could be exposed
and thwarted by a vigilant FBI.“The
Fighting 69th” (1940) and “Sergeant York” (1941) reminded audiences that
America had crushed Germany’s war machine in World War I.Not only could we do so again,
we should do so again as a spiritual and moral duty, they implied.In “Captains of the Clouds,”
directed by Michael Curtiz, the surrogates for American intercession are five
veteran Canadian bush pilots who join the Royal Canadian Air Force in 1940 to
defend England against the Luftwaffe.
The first
part of the picture establishes one of the aviators, Brian MacLean, as a cocky,
unscrupulous loner who consistently undercuts his rivals Jimmy (Dennis Morgan),
Tiny (Alan Hale), Blimp (George Tobias), and Scrounger (Reginald Gardiner) in
their business of flying passengers and cargo from one remote outpost to
another in the Ontario back country.James Cagney portrays Brian in fine Cagney style.Nominally, MacLean is the
protagonist of the story, but he’s only marginally more sympathetic than
Cagney’s ruthless gangsters in “The Public Enemy” and “White Heat.”I suspect that many moviegoers
who had barely survived the worst of the Depression secretly envied Cagney’s
characters in their determination to stay one jump ahead of everybody else,
whatever it took.MacLean
gives Dennis Morgan’s earnest Jimmy one more reason to resent him when he puts
the moves on Jimmy’s restless sweetheart Emily (Brenda Marshall), and she
throws the good boy aside for the bad boy.
Then the
war comes into play when the pilots hear Churchill’s inspirational “we shall
fight them on the beaches” speech on the radio after the evacuation at Dunkirk.“Now there’s a man who knows
how to word an invitation,” Brian marvels.The fliers join up to see
active service overseas, not knowing they’re all above the ceiling age of 26
for combat pilots.Instead,
disappointed but game, they’re commissioned as flight instructors at Canada’s
training bases.Fans of
WWII aviation movies may be equally disappointed since the development severely
limits the opportunity for dogfights.The picture’s aerial combat is confined to a tense sequence in the final
ten minutes, as the pilots become sitting ducks for a Messerschmitt’s machine
guns while on emergency assignment to transport Lockheed bombers from Canada to
England.
On the
other hand, aside from the occasional use of models and back projection, the
flight scenes in Canada are the real deal in vivid Technicolor.And thanks to the cooperation
of the RCAF, the episodes at Canada’s real-life training fields have a
convincing documentarian feel, including an appearance by Air Marshal Billy
Bishop, still revered in 1942 for his exploits as a flying ace in World War I.Bishop plays himself in a
low-key but ingratiating way as he awards wings to the cadets at their
graduation ceremony.Fans
may also be comforted that the latter half of the film satisfies the formula
they’ve come to expect from a hundred war movies up to and beyond “Top Gun,”
dogfights or no.The
self-centered hero butts heads with military discipline, suffers a fall from
grace with tragic consequences due to his impulsive nature, and then
unexpectedly rallies with a final act of redemption.
A new
Blu-ray edition of “Captains of the Clouds” from the Warner Archive Collection
does full justice to the movie’s Technicolor palette, especially in several
outdoor scenes in Canada’s spectacular North Bay wilderness.To simulate a night out at the
movies in 1942, special features include a newsreel, a short, two cartoons, and
the theatrical trailer.SDH
captions are provided for those of us not old enough to remember World War II
but well-served by subtitles anyway.Coincidentally, the Blu-ray was released as leaders from the U.S. and
its NATO partners continued to debate and tune their response to Putin’s
ongoing attack on Ukraine.The
parallels with 1942 aren’t exact — for one thing, Hitler didn’t have a nuclear
option in his back pocket — but it’s a reminder anyway that the worst facets of
history have an unfortunate tendency to repeat themselves.
It’s certainly great to see Chris' Soundtrack
Corner back on the pages of Cinema Retro. It’s been a little while, but rest
assured, Christian Riedrich and his team have been hard at work and it’s always
worth the wait.
CSC has released no less than three brand new
soundtracks, all of which are essentially their world premiere debuts. Sure, if
you deep long and hard enough you may discover an odd track or a popular main
title that has previously surfaced here and there or perhaps on some obscure
library compilation – but hey, good luck with that search, should you wish to
undertake it.
Across these three releases you will
certainly unearth a delightful range of styles and moods as well as sampling
various flavours of the exotic Mediterranean.
Daniele
Patucchi’s Il Sorriso Del Ragno (1971) (CSC 031)
sets us on our way rather nicely.
This rarely seen 1971 Italian film
(translated as, The Spider's Smile) was recognised more by its international
title, Web of Deception. It was the only film directed by Massimo Castellani, a
more established second unit director who had enjoyed greater success as a
script supervisor. Based on a script written by Italo Gasperini and Armando Morandi,
with dialogue by Fabio Piccioni, Il Sorriso Del Ragno, this is a crime thriller
disguised as a roaming travelogue. With locales ranging from France to multiple
regions of Greece, all of which was captured beautifully by cinematographer
Giorgio Tonti,– it was pretty much guaranteed that both cast and crew would
enjoy their opportunity in the sun- soaked regions.
The story involves private investigator Tony
Driscoll; a ladies' man perhaps, but he also has a good reputation when it involves recovering
stolen goods. So when thieves make off with $5 million in jewels from a French
bank, Driscoll is hired to get them back. However, certain questions point
fingers at Driscoll and the film’s plot makes the most of this twist up until
its conclusion.
A self-taught musician, composer Daniele
Patucchi was born in 1945 in Turin. By the time he began writing and performing
music professionally, he was adept in a wide range of styles, from jazz and
rock to classical and displayed a certain amount of flair when it came to digital
synthesizers – all of which served him well over 35 movie soundtrack scores.
His music for Il Sorriso Del Ragno is based around five central musical styles.
Three of them- Main, Suspense and Action themes- occupy the majority of the
score's structure and serve to enhance the adventure, tension, and intrigue as
the story unfolds. Additional musical motifs signify more regional themes and
local instrumentation. Acoustic guitar and Greek mandolin in particular feature
prominently and work to wonderful effect throughout.
Il Sorriso Del Ragno is really enjoyable little
score. There’s plenty of variation, but never too much. It never spills over
into a heavy clash of styles, and retains a comforting, common thread. Christian
Riedrich’s pin sharp production and remastering by Stefan Betke is what we have
come to expect. Only three tracks have been previously released. Additionally, five
tracks that were not used in the movie have been added as bonus tracks:
alternate or varied versions composed for the movie or re-edited for inclusion
on one of CAM's promotional library music albums. The CD includes a 12-page
illustrated booklet by Aletta Heinsohn and features detailed, exclusive notes
on the film and its score by film music journalist Randall D. Larson.
Chris' Soundtrack Corner’s second score
release is another by Daniele Patucchi, Sans
Sommation (1973) (CSC 032). This was a much harder hitting German-French-Italian
co-production (released in the UK as Without Appeal and Internationally as
Without Warning). Made by French director Bruno Gantillon, Sans Sommation was a
tougher, straight-shooting thriller which again presented composer Daniele
Patucchi the opportunity to demonstrate his diverse range of talents.
Maurice Ronet stars as Raoul Maury, a former Police
inspector who made a seriously bad career move when he attempted to take down
the son of a prominent politician on drug charges. As a result, Maury finds
himself demoted to the role of archivist in the police records department. When
it is discovered that Maury bears a striking resemblance to Lt. Kieffer, an
associate of wanted mercenary Pierre Capra, he is reinstated in order to
impersonate Kieffer in order to get close to Capra and assassinate him.
However, conflicting acts of suspicion and trust will all head for collision
and loyalties will become strained and tested to the full.
Patucchi's film compositions were plentiful
throughout the 1970s and '80s. Sans Sommation is one of more than 35 European
movie soundtracks he composed throughout the 1970s and '80s. His gift for
tuneful melodies served him well in this score. Its opening theme in particular
offers a dusty, smooth Jazz trumpet and for the first couple of tracks the ride
seems distinctly mellow and easy-going. But don’t get fooled, by the time
‘Elikiller’ kicks in we are on much tougher, off road territory and the bold,
brassy action cues are allowed to take full flight. There’s a good degree of
suspenseful tracks, too, that really build nicely along with some very cool
Hammond organ playing on display. The single central theme is a brisk,
high-energy, driving motif that continuously helps the score race forward.
The album is produced again by Christian
Riedrich and mastered this time by Manmade Mastering – all of which results in
a big, fully rounded sound. The main score consists of 12 tracks with 3 bonus
tracks included. The CD is accompanied by a 12-page illustrated booklet
designed by Aletta Heinsohn and featuring detailed, exclusive notes on the film
and its score by film music journalist Randall D. Larson, who deconstructs the
score's elements in deeper detail.
Finally, Ingrid
Sulla Strada (1973) (CSC 036 rounds up this excellent trilogy of scores and
sees a welcome release from composer Carlo Savina. Ingrid Sulla Strada is an Italian
psychological drama written and directed by Brunello Rondi. Rondi was arguably better known as a
script-writer and script consultant, a reputation which had lead him to several
collaborations with Federico Fellini. Rondi's directorial debut came more than
a decade earlier in 1961 with the film Una vita violenta (aka Violent Life). Rondi
went on to make a number of psychological/sexual dramas of which Ingrid Sulla
Strada was one of the last.
Ingrid Sulla Strada is a drama in which young
Ingrid (Swedish model and actress Janet Agren) leaves her home after being
raped by her father. After her arrival in Rome, Ingrid, with little option,
slips into prostitution. Life is not
easy for Ingrid and soon her life begins to spiral out of control and
eventually leads to her suicide. Ingrid Sulla Strada is not an easy film to
find, and the limited amount of footage revealed within the trailer tends to
suggest a rather bleak narrative and a Fellini- influenced style of filmmaking.
Ingrid Sulla Strada is without doubt an
eclectic score. At its heart, Savina provides a light, delicate melody which is
quite charming. And yet, the score’s overall soundscape doesn’t naturally
provide a standardised form or perhaps an obvious sense of continuity. There’s
certainly nothing wrong with Savina’s music, but the styles are so varied, one
could almost be excused for thinking certain cues could had been taken from
entirely different scores. As a collective it’s incredibly diverse and perhaps
reflects the up-and-down nature and psychological aspect of the story.
Regardless of its random style, it remains a fascinating listening experience.
Chris' Soundtrack Corner has completed an
excellent challenge in making this obscure title available for the first time.
Only the main theme and the pop organ track, ‘Walking through the falling
leaves’, have been previously released. Christian Riedrich has beautifully
produced the release, which certainly must have been a challenge. The result is
the release of an entirely engaging score. Consisting of 15 tracks and 2
additional bonus tracks, the CD comes with a 12-page illustrated booklet
designed by Tobias Kohlhaas and featuring detailed, exclusive notes by Randall
D. Larson.
A fine collection of European scores for
which everyone involved should be congratulated.
When it opened in 1967, critics largely dismissed "The Trip" as another low-budget Roger Corman production that was attempting to tap into the youth market. Indeed it was. However, like many of Corman's films- ranging from horror films to biker movies- "The Trip", which aspired to explore the current fascination with LSD, is taken far more seriously among film scholars today than it was during its initial release. The movie was directed and produced by Corman, as usual for distribution by American-International, which was go-to studio for "B" movies that were often made on shoestring budgets but which reaped impressive profits. Jack Nicholson, still a couple of years away from "Easy Rider" stardom, wrote the screenplay. The film starred two other future "Easy Rider" pop culture icons, Peter Fonda and Dennis Hopper, along with Susan Strasberg and Bruce Dern. Film journalist Selen Ozturk, writing for the popmatters.com web site, takes an in-depth look at the movie, which would go on to gross millions in profits. Click here to read.
Here's a marvelous documentary about a true Hollywood legend: Gregory Peck. This 1988 production was written and directed by Gene Feldman and Suzette Winter and includes contemporary interviews with Peck's friends and colleagues.
RETRO-ACTIVE: THE BEST FROM THE CINEMA RETRO ARCHIVES
BY LEE PFEIFFER
Kino Lorber has released a new
DVD edition of John Wayne's late-career detective flick "Brannigan".
The 1975 film takes Wayne out of the saddle and deposits him squarely in
central London ("The Duke's in London. God Save the Queen!" read the
tag line on the film poster.). The "fish-out--of-water" crime
thriller concept began with Don Siegel's outstanding "Coogan's Bluff"
(1968), which inspired Dennis Weaver's hit rip-off TV series
"McCloud". Still, the premise works well with Wayne's tough Chicago
Irish cop Jim Brannigan sent to London to extradite a top crime figure, much as
Clint Eastwood's Coogan was shipped to New York to bring a criminal back to
Arizona. Wayne had gone the detective route the year before in "McQ".
He had originally been offered the role of Dirty Harry but correctly assumed
his fans would not stand for him playing such an anti-Establishment character.
Still, the phenomenal success of that movie made him realize that the Western
genre was in decline and that he'd better switch gears occasionally to keep his
loyal fans on board. Wayne was said to loathe "McQ". It was a
downbeat, cynical look at corruption in the police force. Ironically, for many
of his fans, it is regarded as one of the best films from the latter part of
his career. Teaming Wayne with an ace director, John Sturges, the film provided
the Duke with an intelligent script, surprising plot turns and a
less-than-larger-than-life character to portray. The movie did fairly well
despite Wayne's reservations so perhaps that is why he immediately returned to
the crime film genre with "Brannigan". In reality, Wayne had planned
to do a detective film with this title for at least a decade. A 1964 trade
industry story announced he would begin filming it in "the near East".
The project never happened. When it was dusted off a decade later, it was
temporarily titled "Joe Battle" before mercifully assuming its
original title.
Like "McQ",
"Brannigan" is a crime thriller but the two films are far apart in
terms of style. "Brannigan" is directed by the underrated Douglas
Hickox ("Theatre of Blood", "Zulu Dawn") with emphasis on
humor, as we see Wayne immediately learn that the crime kingpin he is to escort
home (John Vernon) has been allowed to escape. His counterpart is Scotland Yard
Inspector Swan, played by Richard Attenborough. This "Odd
Couple"-like teaming of two radically different acting styles is one of
the true delights of the film. Both Wayne and Attenborough are clearly enjoying
each other's company and their good natured "one-upmanship" provides
plenty of genuine laughs. As the two detectives relentlessly track down their
man, there are plenty of memorable action highlights including a well-staged
car chase that includes a jump over the rising Tower Bridge. There's also a
major, well-staged pub brawl that's right out of the John Ford playbook.
Director Hickox makes the most of London's fabulous sites, which adds
immeasurably to the film's pleasures. (This is only one of two movies to be
shot in London's ultra-exclusive private Garrick Club and Hickox makes the most
of it, showing off the elegant facility for a sequence in which Brannigan and
Swan debate police tactics over lunch.) There is also a spirited, lively
performance by Judy Geeson as a young Scotland Yard detective who enjoys a
playful but platonic relationship with Brannigan. The supporting cast is a
strong one with John Vernon and Mel Ferrer providing the villainy. Ralph
Meeker gets relatively prominent billing but his on-screen appearance lasts little
more than a minute, indicating some of his footage may have been left on the
cutting room floor. The film climaxes with an assassin trying to gun down
Brannigan from a speeding car at the old Beckton Gasworks, a ghastly-looking
industrial facility that was memorably used for the pre-credits sequence of the
1981 James Bond film "For Your Eyes Only". All of this is set to a
zippy jazz score by Dominic Frontiere that is off-beat for a film in this
genre. "Brannigan" is not a late-career Wayne classic in the way
that "The Cowboys" and "The Shootist" can be regarded. But
it is a hell of a lot of fun and provides Wayne with a role that fit him like a
glove. Nearing seventy years old, he could still at this point carry off the
action sequences credibly.
The Kino Lorber transfer is excellent
with a crisp, clean image that does justice to the London scenery. Sadly, no
commentary track but Kino Lorber does provide the original trailer along with a
gallery of trailers for other action
flicks available from the company. The sleeve also eschews the standard U.S.
artwork of Wayne in a pub brawl in favor of more offbeat artwork from the European
campaign showing the Duke firing a pistol. Recommended.