Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Episode #102: Strange Sisters
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
The Long Goodbye (1973) Review

Directed by: Robert Altman.
Starring: Elliot Gould, Sterling Hayden, Mark Rydell.
“Well that's you, Marlowe. You'll never learn, you're a born loser.”
The Long Goodbye is Robert Altman’s majestic update/ smart arse deconstruction of Raymond Chandler’s second to last detective novel featuring Philip Marlowe. Released in 1973, it shapes Chandler’s hard boiled mystery into the then current times, Ronald Reagan is California’s governor, hippies practise nude yoga and somewhere in an L.A. hotel Led Zeppelin are putting bits of fish into groupies.
The story is pretty basic, Philip Marlowe receives a late night visit from a friend Terry Lennox, who wants a lift to the Mexican border under the pretext that he has hit his wife and needs to flee. Marlowe obliges but is lifted by the police upon his return and discovers that Mrs Lennox is in fact dead by murder and his pal Terry is in the frame. Marlowe tells the cops nothing, later released when the police discover that Lennox is dead by suicide in Mexico. Or is he? Marlowe takes on a case for the wife of a missing alcoholic writer, a mobster comes out of the wood work looking for money Lennox stole and Marlowe finds himself up to his neck in trouble.
A little gem of 1970s crime movies, The Long Goodbye takes on the atmosphere of something like Chinatown but staples on a more subdued and natural tone. There are the genre conventions of plot twists, shadowy professionals, crooked monsters and dumb police but Altman steers the film with a sardonic hand, guiding the film into different waters than say Gene Hackman’s Night Moves from the same period.

Alienated, with values that seem out of place in the seemingly corrupt glamour of Hollywood Marlowe seems adrift throughout, everyone in this film are not what they seem, many of the lead characters by the film's end are revealed not to have been the character conventions the audience would have expected them to be.
The only man who is as he appears, is the mobster Augustine played exceptionally well by Mark Rydell. In a weird way his character is less Godfather and more simmering, off kilter Takeshi Kitano yakuza soldier. If he isn’t scatting in gangster jive, he’s glassing women in a very shocking sequence or asking people to disrobe.
Another great performance is Sterling Hayden who plays the writer Roger Wade, a tour de force of yelling and alcoholic confusion. I am guessing his character was based on someone like Ernest Hemmingway but I can imagine some of Altman’s Hollywood peers of the time acting like this Looney tunes.

Most Valuable Thing: Elliot Gould. Without him the film would be so much less and probably just a standard mystery piece.
Make Or Break: The film is made as soon as Marlowe is lifted by the police, his reaction to their forceful queries is comedic gold. Altman’s strengthens it by using different shots from in the cell then the reactions of the other cops behind the one way mirror.
Score 8.5/10 An excellent film and Elliot Gould’s finest moment. For me it’s also Altman’s best genre piece, his western McCabe and Mrs. Miller leaves me cold but this movie for all its negative characters and double dealings leaves you with a smile on your face by the time Marlowe is walking into the unset playing the harmonica, doing a jig as he goes. The script is worthy of Tarantino too. Top stuff!
Monday, October 11, 2010
Bonus #20: Netflix Watch Infinitely - A Night In Heaven
Sit back and enjoy as the Gents' discuss A Night in Heaven (1983) directed by John G. Avildsen (Rocky) and starring Lesley Ann Warren and Christopher Atkins.....we talked about other things as well and we had just a great time as always....
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Thursday, October 7, 2010
The 412ft Verdict: The Brain (1988)

When we’re first introduced to our main character, Jim (Tom Bresnahan), he’s putting a lump of sodium in the school toilet and causing them to blow up. Jim, being a bright fellow (damn sarcasm not working in print), drops the packet of sodium in the trash while standing right next to the principal. This isn’t the first time that Jim has been caught causing trouble, and now the school, and his parents, want to send him to see Dr. Blakely (David Gale), a local psychologist who hosts an inspirational half hour TV program, Independent Thinking. When Jim resists the quack’s treatment, some kind of mind control, the high schooler begins to suspect something is up. Blakely and company have gotten their hands on an alien from space which looks like, you guessed it, a giant brain. Using the alien’s hallucinatory waves to control minds through the TV, Blakely plans for world domination. However, it all depends on if he can he contain the alien’s growing hunger for brainwaves and prevent Jim and his girlfriend Janet (Cynthia Preston) from stopping him.
Spoiler alert, if you guessed that the bad guy probably couldn’t keep a lid on either of those things, then give yourself a prize. I’m feeling generous, make it a good one. The Brain is a by the books kind of sci-fi horror offering, and by books I’m taking EC Comics. It also evokes such films as The Fiend Without a Face (1958) and The Crawling Eye (1958) with a dash of body snatchers thrown in for good measure. Director Ed Hunt and writer Barry Pearson, who had also collaborated on Bloody Birthday (1981), balanced out the old inspiration with a thick layer of ‘80’s movie magic. Sure the big bad is a giant rubber brain with teeth, but the thing could take over your car and shoot Japanese anime porn tentacles out of the steering column to kill or cause people to lust after hallucinatory boobs, well, that seems to be all it can do to Jim. The rest of the town falls prey to mind control, and soon Jim goes from being thought of as an irritating miscreant to the guy that axe murdered the sheriff. While The Brain has one foot in classic horror conventions, this surely isn’t your daddy’s killer brain movie.
Tom Bresnahan gives a solid performance as Jim, coming off as an affable smart aleck of the John Hughes vein. Down the road, I can't say that I would be able to pick him up in a line-up of other similarally patterned characters, but I enjoyed him as the film's hero. Bresnahan would go on to appear in the films Ski School (1990), Mirror Mirror (1990), and The Kingdom (2007). Actor David Gale, perhaps best known for his role in the Re-Animator series, provides a decent foil as the Brain’s puppet, Blakely, but it’s hard to make an inspirational speaker feel menacing. Cynthia Preston, Jim’s girlfriend Janet, left little impression, but I was interested to find out she was the voice of Zelda in the 1989 Legend of Zelda cartoon series and a regular on Total Recall: The Series before making the jump to a two year run General Hospital.
The Brain is a nice departure for a late ‘80’s horror film. While so many flicks were packed with imitation Freddie’s and Jason’s, The Brain stepped outside of that box and delivered something that was neither a pure ‘80’s sci-fi romp like Remote Control from the same year or a rip off of Aliens from two years earlier. Taking bits and pieces from modern and classic genre film, the director fashioned a picture that was funny and a little bit frightening. It’s also a bit more than prophetic. The power of the television, and social commentators on televisions, is near an all time high. While on the surface The Brain might seem like another story of disaffected youth, under the surface there is a story about the dangers of letting the idiot box do your thinking for you. Like any fun horror flick, The Brain doesn’t bother making any of that important. All that mattered was sitting back and enjoying a forgotten piece of genre film, every last foot of it.
Most Valuable Thing: The mix of old and new. The old classic films are great, and I love to watch them. I’m not one of those folks who can’t sit though something made before I was born. However, you know what would have really kicked them up a notch, boobs and blood, and that’s what The Brain adds to the formula.
Make or Break: For me, it was the crazy Cronenberg meets Asian porno scenes of grabby tentacles and the giant rubber brain itself. The brain is good for a few laughs (and more than a few D&D nerds will get a Beholder feel off it), but the tentacles aren't just silly. They actually seem pretty creepy, and they really help to keep the film from becoming entirely camp.
Score: 5.75/10.00 The Brain makes for an above average sci fi horror flick, but there are scads of films in the genre better than it. That being said, you could do a whole lot worse. The Brain brings enough cheesy laughs and retro thrills to make for a fun viewing experience and is definitely a great film for inviting your friends over and having a laugh.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Episode #101: Heavenly Sheep
In this episode we cover Killer of Sheep (1977) directed by Charles Burnett and Heavenly Bodies (1984) starring Cynthia Dale. Rupert joins us for the reviews and we had a great time having him on for some more movie geekery!!!
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Sunday, October 3, 2010
Death Force (1978): Review
At various points in life, we’ve all had friends screw us over in some way. People who never returned borrowed copies of Excitebike (Wayne), others who pinched liberally from your stash (Steve), and varsity athletes who hooked up with your date the night of senior prom (fuck you, Tim). Despite transgressions like these, I’ve been fortunate that none of my friends tried to stab me to death and leave me in the middle of the ocean. Doug Russell, worthy protagonist in Cirio H. Santiago’s 1978 blaxploitation film Death Force (a.k.a. Fighting Mad) is not so lucky, however.
Three Vietnam War buddies are on their way back to the States after their combat service and have a large shipment of stolen gold to show for it. After selling off the loot to a shady buyer played by Santiago regular Vic Diaz, the three veterans are reveling in their new wealth aboard a boat to Manila. One partner, Morelli (Argenziano) has immediate designs on using the money to take over the Los Angeles underworld. He suggests to McGee (Penitentiary’s Leon Isaac Kennedy) that their partner, Russell, can’t be included in such plans since he’s a family man heading home to a wife and baby. But instead of giving Russell (Iglehart) his slice of the pie and letting him make a new life, they scheme to cut him out of the money right then and there. McGee distracts Russell as Morelli sneaks behind him and slices his throat and the two dump their former friend into the open sea.
Russell soon washes up on an island occupied by two Japanese soldiers marooned there since just after World War II. While the Japanese soldier has light comic streaks and is largely utilitarian -- catching and cooking fish, fetching drinking water -- the general is a samurai master prone to waxing nostalgic about Joe DiMaggio. They treat the burly American soldier’s wounds and are able to nurse him back to health. How he didn’t attract sharks or completely bleed out while drifting for hours in the ocean with multiple stab wounds is never touched upon, but Santiago could give a shit about our scientific logic. In time, the general trains Russell in the art of the samurai and transforms his clumsy sword swiping into slightly less-clumsy lethal force. His skill becomes so deadly, in fact, that he can slice coconuts clean in half as they are slowly lobbed to him.
Make or Break: Training scenes have the potential to really sink films, so the first beach scene between a recovered Russell and the Japanese general definitely made it for me. After the general describes the samurai code and his allegiance to his Emperor, Russell treats it all very lightly and makes wisecracks in response. Feeling disrespected, the general tosses the bigger and stronger Russell to the ground like a sack of potatoes to assert his authority. It sets the tone for the rest of the training scenes between master and pupil.
MVT: Carmen Argenziano as Morelli. As mentioned, Kennedy gives a really solid villain performance but I just thought Argenziano was operating at a different level. Morelli plants the seeds that set the story in motion and he projects authority in his interactions with cops, underlings, other criminals, and especially with McGee, his allegedly equal partner. While McGee does a lot of the sleazy asshole things that the audience requires to validate Russell’s revenge, you get the sense that Morelli is masterminding all of it.
Death Force is a solid 70s actioner that would please most fans of Filipino exploitation film and is a definite watch for anyone who digs the films of Cirio H. Santiago. While his filmography is short, James Iglehart also starred in Bamboo Gods and Iron Men and teamed up with Santiago previously for 1973’s Savage! It’s a bit of a shame he didn’t turn into a bigger star, but he’s in fine form here and definitely rates as one of the underrated heroes of 1970s action cinema.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Episode #100: The Man With No Name Trilogy
Monday, September 27, 2010
GGtMC at TIFF: My Joy
GGtMC at TIFF: Legend of the Fist: The Return of Chen Zen
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Fashion Trailblazer: David Sloan
Sitting smack dab in the middle of the David Sloan/Albert Pyun era of the Kickboxer franchise (and what is essentially the heart of the series), 1992's Kickboxer 3: The Art of War gave us some of the finest clothing choices by any of the titular tough guys in either of the other films, Sloan's included. In Kickboxer 2: The Road Back, David Sloan is intent on avenging the deaths of his two older brothers, so he means business and he dresses as such. In Kickboxer 4: The Aggressor, Sloan has become hardened after a two-year stint in prison, resulting in his fashion sensibilities reflecting this dark time in his life.
Now, when it comes to Kickboxer 3, which is the lightest and possibly silliest of the franchise – even though it deals with child slavery – Sloan's swanky choices are perfectly in tune with a part of his life that is filled with fun, sun and a whole lot of other stuff that rhymes with those two words (coconut rum, perhaps?). David Sloan's incredible sense of style is only matched by his own personal charm and outgoing charisma, and I have brought along with me a cornucopia of photo evidence proving this fact.
What you are seeing here is the archetypal David Sloan outfit, which 90% of the time consist of a solid colored tank, paired up with a form of baggy pant that was quite popular in the early 90's. Not really clear as to what they were called exactly, but they do share a close relation to the Zubaz family. In most cases, David goes with a funky pattern that reflects his inner wild child, but from time-to-time, he will go with a solid color pant to mix things up.
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Now, there was really only one way to wear such fancy pants, and that was to pull the fabric around your ankle as much as the material would allow, fold one end over the other, then roll them up as tight as a human possibly can. This gives the illusion of a V shaped lower torso, almost like an ice-cream cone, with the treat being an upper body hot enough to make just about any women drip. There was a time when it was thought that elastic would be easier than this whole sacrifice of time for fashion, but it was soon learned that those pants often would crawl up the leg, thus, exposing far too much sock for an erect male.
See that sneaker fully exposed with absolutely no interruption from the pant leg? That's how it's done right there…tight, on point and looking fly. If I had known David Sloan was such a fashionista, I totally would have watched Growing Pains every week.
Sorry bro, it's an honest mistake.
Why's your nipple all wet?
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Moving on, here we have our first example of the "Solid on Solid" Sloan classic, but what really makes this one stand out is the actual cut of the tank itself. This is known as the "lat-cut" or the "you can see all sorts of odd parts of my upper body, but it's totally sexy-cut," and even though his pants aren't as securely rolled as they should be, David distracts the casual observer's eye with a perfect view of his armpit.
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This is just another example of a Solid on Solid, which looks quite solid if I do say so myself, and it's very clear that Xian is in full agreement.
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This is where things really begin to heat up as we have our very first pant pattern, and not only do we have a pattern, but it's actually color coordinated with a strong focus on blue. And as you can clearly see, this is an outfit that can work as an around the town - making moves while looking smooth - style of getup, but as shown below, it works as a casual and comfortable choice for the times when David needs to take a load off his lethal feet.
Yet another example of a poor pant roll, but when Sloan's in casual mode, anything goes. Plus, the socks are nicely bunched up, showing just how relaxed he is without the need to verbally express it. Now that is class.
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Here we have a style choice that may be familiar to some from this time period, the short lived "Raiders belong in L.A., not Oakland," statement that made a splash on the fashion scene with winter coats coats, beanies and, as we can see here, even tanks. Best part about this period is there was absolutely no need to even be a fan of the Raiders to wear their apparel, just a desire for the grubby color scheme of black and silver. It's all about basics, people.
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We are now nearly finished with this look at David Sloan and his contribution to the world of style and fashion, and to end it this way is somewhat bittersweet as we have here an outfit that was never fully realized outside of this scene. A standing shot would have been great, and without one it is difficult to fully critique it. It does, however, show that he is far from a one outfit pony and can bring it on any level at anytime, because David Sloan is, a Fashion Trailblazer.
GGtMC at TIFF 2010: Cold Fish
Thursday, September 23, 2010
The Poll With No Name

Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Episode #99: Undefeatable Butthorn
This week we cover Godfrey Ho's UNDEFEATABLE (1993) and Gary Busey is BULLETPROOF (1988). There is much chatter and laughter to behold and we get the return of THE SILVA to GGtMC!!!
GGtMC at TIFF: 13 Assassins & I Saw The Devil
They talk about Miike's 13 ASSASSINS and Ji-Woon's I SAW THE DEVIL.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
GGtMC at TIFF: Black Swan and Pink Saris
Friday, September 17, 2010
GGtMC at TIFF: Gorbaciof & The Ward
Thursday, September 16, 2010
GGtMC at TIFF 2010: Our Day Will Come & 22nd of May
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Episode #98: 100 Female Prisoners
This is a spirited episode recorded after a long busy day and it also goes into tangents and weird admissions by the Gents. Enjoy!!!