Tuesday, July 12, 2011

DVD/Blu-Ray Picks Of The Week - 7/12/11

Samurai's Pick: BATTLE BEYOND THE STARS (Region 1 DVD/Blu-Ray; Shout! Factory)
Hopefully this comes out this time, I picked this a ways back and it was delayed. This is Seven Samurai in Outer Space with set design by James Cameron and Bill Paxton!!! In all seriousness this is an Incredibly cheap but incredibly fun rehash of a classic story.

Links:
Amazon DVD and Blu-Ray
Diabolik DVD and Blu-Ray
Blu-Ray.com Review

Matt-suzaka's Pick: INSIDIOUS (Region DVD and Blu-Ray; Sony)
There are a good number of wonderful films seeing release on both DVD and Blu-ray this week, and I could very easily go with any one of the ten-to-fifteen or so releases that speak to me depending on my current mood at any given moment. With that said, my pick for this week comes not in the form of a movie that I already love dearly, in fact, it’s one that I’ve yet to even see, and that would be James Wan’s haunted house film, Insidious. My reasoning is simple: I am what some would consider a hardcore horror fan (or a sinner, if you're religious enough), and the word of mouth has been mostly very solid on this year’s box office tortoise, so it’s a no-brainer for me that the first film I’m snagging today will be the horror film that I sadly missed in theaters.

Links:
Amazon DVD and Blu-Ray
Blu-Ray.com Review

Aaron's Picks: [REC] 2 (Region 1 DVD; Sony) and INSIDIOUS (Region 1 DVD/Blu-Ray; Sony)
Horror fans are in for a treat this week with two big releases from Sony Pictures. First up is the sequel to the terrifying Spanish "found-footage" horror film [REC]. It's been floating around on the gray market - or perhaps your local swap meet - for a while now, but now you can finally watch it on your big screen TV and crank up the surround sound for what will undoubtedly be an entertaining exercise in shaky-cam terror. Next up is INSIDIOUS, which has been getting some mixed reviews since its theatrical run (which was, what... like two months ago?!). "It could have been better", "Why was Darth Maul in it?", "The ending sucked", "Blah, blah, blah"... whatever. INSIDIOUS is far from terrible, and if you're looking for a fun horror movie to watch with your lady friend (or man friend... or by yourself) on a Saturday night, this is the way to go. If you have a blu-ray player, I'd definitely recommend going that route with INSIDIOUS. The nightmarish cinematography and vibrant colors towards the back end of the film will surely pop in high-def.

Links:
[REC 2] Amazon DVD
[REC 2] Blu-Ray (Amazon Canada)
[REC 2] Diabolik DVD
INSIDIOUS Amazon DVD and Blu-Ray
INSIDIOUS Blu-Ray.com Review

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Episode #139: Virgins of Libido Mania

Here we go gang, a new episode hot off the hard drive and into your earholes!!!

This week the Gents cover a couple of releases from the fine label that is Camera Obscura, we go over Libido Mania (1979) from director Bruno Mattei and Virgins of the Seven Seas (1974) a Shaw Bros./German co-production....much fun conversation was had including some reveals of personal fetishes from the Gents...

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Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Casino Raiders (1989)

Casino Raiders (aka Zhi Zun Wu Shang) is a film from the era of Hong Kong cinema when gambling themes were hip. What's disappointing is that there aren't many casinos and no raiding whatsoever in it. So, if you watch this looking for action in the vein of John Woo, Ringo Lam, etc, forget it. What you will get, however, is a deceptively-presented, noir-tinged melodrama about two friends who happen to be professional gamblers with some meager action and nice twists. While we're at it, I can't continue without commenting on the subtitle translation presented on the DVD I viewed. It was bad. It's a very literal, confusing interpretation of the dialogue, and it would be nice to have something of higher quality. However, that we're able to see this movie at all is really kind of gift enough, isn't it? Onward…
Inveterate gambler, Crab (Andy Lau), gets released from prison, and he's picked up by Bo Bo (Rosamund Kwan), a prostitute and acquaintance of Crab's former partner-in-crime, Sam (Alan Tam). Crab and Sam reunite and fly off to Lake Tahoe to help casino manager and Italian mob associate, Lon (Charles Heung), who is having problems with a team of international gamblers led by Yakuza boss, Taro (Fong Lung). After exposing Taro's cheating, Sam falls for rich businesswoman, Tong (Idy Chan) and woos her with an elaborate subterfuge. Returning to Hong Kong, Crab injures his left hand saving Sam's life from gangster, Gold Teeth (Eddy Ko), and Sam decides to give up gambling and go to work for Tong's father in legitimate business. Meanwhile, Crab and Bo Bo's rivalry with Taro and his father, Kung (Kenzo Hagiwara), escalates and threatens Sam's newfound happiness with Tong.
This is primarily a buddy movie, and Lau and Tam deliver nice performances. The sense of camaraderie between the two is solid. Lau has always had a knack for playing the cocksure rogue, and while he sometimes verges on obnoxious (particularly with the Russian roulette episode), you sympathize most with him as the two men grow apart. Crab obviously hasn't had the same breaks as Sam, so he can't turn away from his lifestyle so easily. Still, he doesn't hold that against his friend. The rest of the cast do credible, if unexceptional, work. The women's parts are not complex to begin with, and the villainous roles are rather arch, so the actors should be commended for doing what they can with limited material.
The cinematography, credited to Henry Chan, is nicely-done, and it really plays into the film noir motifs of the filmmakers. Chan makes effective use of shadows and is always cautious about what information the camera reveals. Character's faces are blanketed in darkness, and the shadows themselves transform into looming characters in their own right, portents of the inescapable past with which Crab and Sam are on a collision course. The filmmakers (the movie is credited on IMDB to Jimmy Heung, Jing Wong, and Corey Yuen, but the reliability of internet-gathered info being what it is, I'll simply refer to them as "filmmakers") know where to place the camera for maximum effect. This really pays off in the gambling scenes, where the tension really does get quite unbearable.
The film spends 75% of the running time building characters. Unfortunately, this is a good and a bad thing. The characters' relationships are developed in depth, so when they start to unravel, they have that much more resonance. The downside is that there's really nothing we haven't seen before in these interconnections. And since we're treated to too few action/gambling scenes to start off, it drags the pace of the movie down. A judicious trim of at least twenty minutes would really benefit the film on a whole and place more emphasis on what the audience wants. Still, it's nice to have well-rounded characters in a film like this.
The movie is also enormously concerned with the deception of appearances. There are twists galore, many of which, I'm happy to report, actually took me by surprise. Every time Crab and Sam are knee-deep in a scam or gambling (or both), something (usually quite dramatic) will come up to either help or harm them. This thing will then turn out to also have a twist of its own and then even have that twisted yet again (occasionally). This is the standout feature of the film, excepting two things. One, they are few and far between. And two, some of the ploys the pair employs are pretty far-fetched. The most glaring example I can think of is when Sam and Tong take a trip to a "biker bar". This place makes Police Academy's "Blue Oyster Bar" look like Saturday night at the Sturgis Rally, and when the ruse is revealed, I actually rolled my eyes. But the ones that work are very satisfying, indeed.
Which brings me to the film's greatest strength, in my opinion, and that is the final twenty-three minutes. This is one of the tensest finales I've seen in some time. And, whereas Hitchcock always said suspense is built after the audience is shown the ticking bomb first, here (and in all card game showdowns) the ticking bomb is in the facedown cards we don't see. The audience has to play the game along with the characters, and the stakes are upped to a nigh-unendurable level, at the table and away from it. I would go so far as to say it is on a level with the setpiece poker game in Martin Campbell's Casino Royale. The catharsis achieved at the game's climax is tangible. But the filmmakers still aren't done with us. There's a final revelation which is not only completely unforeseen but also provides an elegant punctuation to the film in total.
It's difficult for me to give this film a total "recommend" review. The filmmakers definitely had more on their minds than just making an action movie, and it shows. Plus, the action that does happen never fails to please. It just takes a lot to get to these moments, and for some, it may prove too much of a drag. Personally, I'm glad I made the trip.
MVT: The clever turns of the characters' machinations are what will draw in most people, and they truly are worth the effort.
Make or Break: The "Make" is the finale. See the paragraph devoted to it above. It's great, and was worth an extra .75 points on my score.
Score: 7/10

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

DVD/Blu-Ray Picks Of The Week - 7/5/11

Samurai's Pick: 13 ASSASSINS (Region 1 Blu-Ray; Magnet/Magnolia)
This may be one of Takashi Miike's best films...I actually have no doubt that it is one of his best. He has grown into an amazingly diverse film maker who makes brave choices and stellar work. I promise you, you will watch this film again and again...its a Men on a Mission film that will stick with you long after its over and one of the worst bad guys EVER put to film...just an awful dude....BUY!!!

Links:
Amazon Blu-Ray and DVD
Diabolik DVD and Blu-Ray
Blu-Ray.com Review
High-Def Digest Review and Specs

Large William's Pick: HOBO WITH A SHOTGUN (Region 1 Blu-Ray; Magnet/Magnolia)
Although technically, I wanted to go with 13 Assassins; Miike's epic samurai tale of revenge and honor, I've got to have some civic pride, and go with Jason Eisener's Nova Scotian love letter to 80's VHS gold, that is of course, Hobo with a Shotgun. The color palette for this film, is a sickly neon, that will look sublime in blu. Lovingly referencing everything and everyone from Deodato to Cohen, Ginty to Carpenter, it's a sickly fun ride of revenge when one man, Rutger Hauer, the titular Hobo with a shotgun, get's fed up and decides to sleep in the scum of the City's carcasses TONIGHT!!

Check out the 2 disc'er gang, it's more stacked than a Russ Meyer film. Plenty 'o' bang for your loonies and toonies.

maple and black ice soaked kisses,
William

Links:
Amazon Blu-Ray
Amazon DVD: Single-Disc and Two-Disc versions
Blu-Ray.com Review
Diabolik DVD and Blu-Ray

Aaron's Pick: IT'S A MAD MAD MAD MAD WORLD (Region 1 Blu-Ray; MGM/20th Century Fox)
One of the greatest comedies of all time is now available in high-definition, but there's a catch... it's exclusive to Wal-Mart's official website. No big deal, though; just click on the link below, and while you're on the site, feel free to order some diapers, feminine hygiene products, batteries, SPAM or toothpaste at a competitive price! Personally, this is one of my favorite comedies ever, and watching it as a kid was one of the few instances in my life that I almost piss-pantsed myself from laughing so hard.

Links:
WalMart.com

Sunday, July 3, 2011

High-Ballin' (1978)




Starring: Peter Fonda, Jerry Reed & Helen Shaver
Directed by: Peter Carter

In this Canadian trucking actioner, big rig hijackers make the open road a dangerous trade for independent long haul drivers. It is especially perilous for the dimwitted as such High-Ballin' begins with a trucker falling for the obvious ruse of helping a not-so-hot stranded female then getting accosted by ski-mask wearing, gun-toting thieves. Physically intimidated and intellectually overmatched, the indie truckers feel the only way to save their lives and their livelihood is to sell out and sign up with King Caroll, a commercial trucking outfit with enough security to protect them all.

Indie trucking lifer Duke (Jerry Reed) wants no part of King Caroll, shunning any and all offers to join the commercial way of life. Duke plans to make one last big run to setup his family and turns to his former trucker pal Rane (Peter Fonda) to assist him with it. For whatever reason, Rane left the trucker scene behind and is hesitant to get involved again; he much prefers to roam aimlessly on his motorcycle in some sort of flight suit getup and pilot's cap. Although, Rane doesn't stray too far as a romance develops with tomboy ratchet girl Pickup (Helen Shaver). He's soon pulled into this hijacking drama after Duke's shot and left for dead.


Out for revenge, Rane uncovers that the hijackings are actually masterminded by King Caroll in an effort to scare all the truckers into his fold. To keep him from going to the authorities, Rane's longtime bloodthirsty rival turned Caroll crony Harvey (David Ferry) kidnaps Pickup as a power play. With no where else to turn, Rane must unite the remaining indie truckers together to takedown King Caroll, rescue Pickup and save their business.


High-Ballin' reminds me of a brawler pulling his punches rather than firing off haymakers. The film has all the ingredients to make a fun, exciting little trucksplotation movie -- a quirky title, awesome theme song, machine guns, goofy thugs, the Fonda, Jerry Reed, superb poster artwork, crowbar fights -- but it never fully embraces these elements. Instead, we get all too short bursts that feel like the filmmakers are dipping only a toe in the water because they're afraid of getting wet.

For instance, it seems like we're headed to a great place early in the film when Fonda ups the ante of a boorish "let's step outside and talk about this" fight by suggesting they fight with what appears to be crowbars. Even better, Fonda wields two crowbars at once like some kind of jedi swashbuckler! Except, this fight lasts all of maybe five seconds (and that might be pushing it).

The same truncated manner plays out with the rest of the action. We never really get much of a truck chase for a film about hijacking 18-wheelers. The hijackers pack machine guns that are used more so as clubs than bullet-spitters. A quickdraw standoff between Rane and Harvey toward the end begs for a Spaghetti-style tinge as opposed to the minimalistic approach implemented. It's these fleeting moments that raise the film a hair above being completely average. Ultimately, this is a picture that, if that pun can be excused, is steering to stay in the middle of the road.


Make or Break scene - I've gone back and forth, but I'm selecting a hairline make. The scene that barely makes High-Ballin' is the diner scene toward the start of the film shortly following the first hijacking. This scene solidly develops the world of the truckers and the anxiety surrounding them. It establishes Duke's old school personality and paints him as the leader of the independents. There's ample cheesiness on display as tempers run high (and homophobia overkill) and Fonda's emoting a general unintentional goofiness that made me laugh.

MVT - Jerry Reed, hands down. Reed's value is attributed both to his performance and music contribution. He delivers the best performance. It's a familiar one, of course, but Reed plays Southern-fried very well as evidenced through his filmography with pictures to his credit like Smokey and The Bandit. High-Ballin' would have been better off centering the story on Reed's Duke and relegating Fonda's Rane to secondary position. Also, Reed's renowned for his musical artistry in many films, composing songs for a number of films. The High-Ballin' theme ("High Rollin'") is utterly, air-strummin' fantastic and it really might be the best thing about the entire movie.

Score - 5.75/10

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Episode #138: Full Giant and Toy Contact

We are back for another round of genre cinema coverage that you have come to adore and this week we are doing our first of the program for Japan episodes that our listeners are programming for donating to help Japan after the disaster that took place there a little while back.

This week our show is programmed by listener Jay, AKA The Oily Maniac, and he chose Full Contact (1992) from director Ringo Lam and Giants and Toys (1958) from director Yasuzo Masamura.

Kick back and enjoy!!!

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Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Helltrain (1977)

Helltrain (aka Hitler's Last Train) is an entry in the Nazisploitation genre. For those of you who are unfamiliar, this field is dominated primarily by films lensed in Europe, and its most famous examples are Salon Kitty and Ilsa: She-Wolf of the SS. These films typically showcase tons of skin (male and female) and sex, gruesome tortures, bloody violence, and humiliation. They are alternately set in brothels, prison camps, or a combination of the two. Here, our offering comes from French director Alain Payet (as James Gartner), whose main output is in the hardcore porn area. Strange, then, that this movie is so reserved. I suspect this is a heavily-edited version of the film. At the same time, I'm not so sure a hardcore edition would prove more satisfying.
We begin with the standard cabaret scene. Here, we meet Ingrid (Monica Swinn), top mistress to the Nazis' highest-ranking officers. Backstage, her friend, the innocent Greta (the tragically-short-lived Sandra Mozarowsky), pleads for Ingrid to use her influence for Greta's father, an anti-Nazi sympathizer. But when Greta won't pledge loyalty to the party, Ingrid turns her away. We get the sense that Ingrid got into the Nazi party reluctantly but has now devoted herself to the cause.
Ingrid's boytoy, Otto (Frank Braña), receives word that the Germans are marching into Russia. He arranges for Ingrid and an elite selection of women to board a train and dutifully service the romantic needs of the poor Nazi officers so far from home. Greta joins this harem caravan, and she and Ingrid enter into a competition, of sorts, for the affections of young Nazi officer, Paul (Bob Asklöf).
The film is set mainly on the brothel-train, and the physical sets are never more than functional. While they don't totally betray the film's 70s origins, you never fully believe this is the 40s, either. The camera remains fairly static, except for the occasional zoom and some handheld exteriors. That, combined with the flat overblown lighting, creates an overall stage-bound ambience. The editing is choppy (though this may not be entirely the filmmakers' fault), with music and scenes cut off midway and time jumps that can be disorienting. The production did spend some money on military vehicles for the marching and exterior action scenes. However, they're handled by the extras as if they're on a weekend business retreat. There's also stock footage of tanks rolling and guns firing to pad out the action on the film's miniscule budget.
The characters are all one-dimensional and fairly repellant. Every male character, with the exception of Paul, is positively salivating at the prospect of having sex with Ingrid and her girls. This is even portrayed in sections, so we get the total picture that all men are barely-restrained animals. The Nazi rank-and-file board the train and grope the women before running away. The "partisans" board the train and molest and humiliate the women. The American soldiers circle Ingrid like a wolfpack, champing at the bit. Some of the women have slight changes (I hesitate to call them arcs) through the movie, but it's never enough to generate any sort of drama or sympathy. What's most discomfiting though, is that Greta, the one character we expect to defy Ingrid and the Nazis and embody at least some integrity and heroic ideals, falls in love – quite easily, mind you – with a Nazi Captain. All-around, the film takes a dismal, misanthropic view of human nature. Although these types of movies were never intended as feel-good entertainment, they do usually have at least one character we can care about and root for, even marginally. But not here.
The central idea of the film is interesting, and it could have been developed in a number of directions. As it stands, though, it doesn't try to go any higher than its surface. There are tensions and expectations that are frustrating in their non-exploration. Almost every scene and plot wrinkle centers on Ingrid, and there are no subplots to vary things up. The pacing of the movie never slows to a dead crawl, but it does get repetitive. The girls party with the Nazis, the military moves around a little, and Ingrid receives new orders. Rinse and repeat. It's never totally boring, but by the end, you're kind of glad it's over. Speaking of the end, the final scene does give a nice, elliptical feel to the film, even though the twist comes off as fitting but implausible.
How, then, does Helltrain stack up in the Nazisploitation category? Unfortunately, it's pretty tame stuff. There are a large number of topless scenes and scenes with see-through lingerie (on women only, thankfully), but it never goes to the next level. Everyone does a bit of fondling, but I honestly can't recall a single sex scene. Further, what is on display isn't very titillating at all. Also, there is some humiliation – mostly in the form of riding women around the train car like horsies – but again, it's nothing shocking or outré. Even a couple of rapes are pretty staid. Although characters do get killed, the movie is, by-and-large, bloodless. It's almost like a warm-up or entry level film in the genre. It's baffling, because they obviously had the opportunity to take full advantage of their exploitable elements. They just didn't.
In Nazisploitation flicks, we don't necessarily expect to like the characters. That said, it's nice to have at least one who is sympathetic to some degree. The simple fact is I didn't care about any of these people one way or the other. They're not nice enough to like or malevolent enough to hate. The shortage of shock value only adds to the mediocre reaction the film provokes. This seeming apathy from the filmmakers only encourages the audience to not care, either. I know, by the end, I didn't.
MVT: Swinn's performance is actually fairly nuanced, and she does a decent enough job trying to hold the film together.
Make or Break: The "Break" for me is the scene where we realize that Greta and Ingrid are jockeying for Nazi Paul's affections. By this point, I was convinced that even characters set up with the expectation of being good are just pieces of crap, and no one cares anyway.
Score: 5.5/10

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

DVD/Blu-Ray Picks Of The Week - 6/28/11


Samurai's Pick: THE NESTING (Region 1 Blu-Ray; Blue Underground)
This is one of the few ghost films that I really enjoy...pretty cool atmosphere and I think a good lead performance. The film isnt perfect by any means but I find the ghost genre to be a pretty weak one overall, this is one of the few I like and I am looking forward to the high def transfer.

Links:
Amazon Blu-Ray and DVD
Diabolik DVD and Blu-Ray
DVD Talk Review

They Call Him Chad's Pick: BLOODY BIRTHDAY (Region 1 DVD; Severin)
Honestly, I typically despise killer kids films, which is why I was surprised that I enjoyed Bloody Birthday so much. Usually, this subgenre loses me because the focus is on "hey, look at how disturbing it all is!!! It's kids killing people!!!" Bloody Birthday succeeds in making you root against these evil little craps without relying on that one-note disturbing card. Bottom line, you want to see these kids get it and that's part of the fun. Plus, a new release from genre distributing fave Severin Films always merits some consideration. If only Severin had thought to release this as a super limited Father's Day edition replete with a wooden paddle furnished with carved-out air holes.

Links:
Amazon
Diabolik DVD

Karl Brezdin's Pick: BLACK MOON (Region 1 DVD & Blu-Ray; Criterion)
The work of Louis Malle is, admittedly, a huge blindspot for me, but the experience of Black Moon has all but assured that his films will find themselves nestled near the top of my Netflix queue over the coming months. Comparisons to Alice in Wonderland are apt but Malle juggles many elements, from 1970s feminism to unicorns and opera to enrich the surreality of the proceedings. The first 15 minutes are technically beautiful filmmaking and everything from that point forward only adds to the unconventional and dreamy tumble down the cinematic rabbit hole. Includes an interview with Malle himself and an uncompressed mono soundtrack on the Blu version.

Links:
Amazon DVD and Blu-Ray
Criteron.com
Blu-Ray.com Review and Specs

Matt-suzaka's Pick: DAWNING (Region 1 DVD & Blu-Ray; Vicious Circle/Breaking Glass)
Gregg Holtgrewe’s independent horror film, Dawning, has been making the rounds in the horror blogging community over the past year or so, and within that time it has left quite a solid impression on those that have had the chance to check it out, myself included. So I am very excited that Dawning will finally be seeing an official DVD release, as this is a horror movie that proves that people can make a great low-budget horror film without having to simply resort to some shitty zombie movie. With it’s subtly chilling atmosphere and dynamically written characters, Dawning is a must for any horror fan that is looking for something different and wholly original, and the fact that it's independently made makes it all the more noteworthy.

Links:
Amazon DVD and Blu-Ray

Saturday, June 25, 2011

99 River Street (1953)



Directed by: Phil Karlson

After losing a spirited title fight due to a career-ending eye injury, Ernie Driscoll has traded his bloody trunks for a blue collar by driving a cab to make ends meet in hopes of opening a gas station one day. It's been three years since Ernie was forced out of the ring and this pedestrian life seems to be enough for him. Unfortunately, this life isn't enough for Ernie's ex-showgirl, high society-craving wife, Pauline, who detests their working class status and blames Ernie for not providing a better life. Ernie does his best to make her happy and decides that having a child might repair their relationship. On his way to eagerly tell her this, Ernie catches sight of his wife knotting tongues with another man, jewel thief Victor Rawlins. She's drawn to Rawlins with promises to whisk her away to France upon securing $50,000 in exchange for his latest haul of stolen diamonds.

The only problem is that Rawlins' buyer Mr. Christopher refuses to honor their deal because Pauline's now involved; Mr. Christopher never conducts business with women under any circumstances because they always complicate matters. Pauline proves Mr. Christopher correct when hysterically yelling at Rawlings after learning that he had to kill the jewelry store owner to steal the diamonds. Rawlins solves this problem by murdering Pauline and making Ernie the fall guy by stuffing her corpse in the trunk of his cab. Still incensed at Mr. Christopher's refusal to deal earlier, Rawlins steals the $50,000 from the chivalrous buyer and flees en route to making his getaway to France.

With no other alibi, Ernie has to stop Rawlins' escape and simultaneously protect his life from Mr. Christpoher's revenge-seeking thugs out for the kill. He's helped in his search by friend and new interest Linda, who guiltily feels indebted to Ernie after using him, and fight trainer turned cab dispatched Stan, who orchestrates all the cabbies as lookouts to find the fleeing Rawlins. They eventually track Rawlins down and must race to keep him from leaving the county aboard the France-bound boat liner located at the address referenced in the titular film title.


99 River Street is a little slice of classic noir goodness that apparently has gone underseen due to general lack of availability. As I've been saying frequently of late, thank god for Netflix Instant View for giving us access to another forgotten movie. It's a surprise that this film isn't more heralded considering that director Phil Karlson left a sizeable mark in the same genre with Kansas City Confidential the year prior and garnered even more cult film fan adoration with Walking Tall toward the end of his career. 99 River Street stands out in the way that it carefully subverts film noir conventions without undermining the essential genre tropes.

The uniqueness of the characters and their variational usage set 99 River Street apart from other film noirs during this classic period. From the start, it is clear that this film is not focused on the standard good hearted man or well-intentioned detective seduced into crimes and murder leading to their inevitable downfall. Instead, the story is anchored to a simple man not interested in any shortcuts to fortune even though it would be natural given the way Ernie's prizefighting career harshly ended. His motivation is only to one day scratch out enough of a living to open a gas station and repair the damaged relationship with his wife.

99 River Street also diverges from other classic film noirs by not really having a true femme fatale. Ernie's disdained wife Pauline has the fatale makings with her scorn and envy, but rather she's the one seduced into crime and tragic results. To this end, you might even coin the term "male fatale" to at least some degree for Rawlins for sucking Pauline into his world and then coldly removing her from it. To a lesser degree, Linda operates in the conniving vamp role, but her intentions are never deadly; she harmlessly (though, insensitively) utilizes her charm to further her acting career and then later to entice Rawlins into Ernie's hands.


99 River Street is the definition of gritty noir because brutality underscores the entire picture. I'm often dissatisfied when watching edgy noirs from this classic era that skimp on much needed violence. The opening prizefight between Ernie and the reigning world champion is particularly authentic and hard-hitting for the time. It is realistic enough that it feels like some of those blows really land. While not nearly as savage, the choreography and the relentless fistic barrages resemble Raging Bull and perhaps inspired Scorsese. When Ernie finally gets ahold of Rawlins, he uncorks ferocity and nearly beats the murdering thief to death out of vengeful anger in spite of needing him alive to clear his name. It should be noted that Karlson shoots this scene exquisitiely, mimicking shots and exchanges in Ernie and Rawlins boat dock scuffle from Ernie's titlefight -- guardrail chains act as ring ropes, entrance ramps sub as the canvas and police officers impersonate the referee stopping the brawl.

Ernie's brutality manifests without physicality as well. He explodes in enraged rants, screaming about wanting to beat his wife for her infidelities and he also threatens to smack Linda around when learning that she's been playing him for a fool at another juncture.



Make or Break scene - The scene that makes 99 River Street is when Linda turns femme fatale to influence Ernie to assist her with the disposal of a dead body. This is the best scene in the film for me for a number of reasons. Foremost, I absolutely love that Ernie finally gets to unload his rage in this scene. We've seen this good guy endure so much heartache -- a bad break in his fight, a promising boxing career cut short, a cheating wife -- that you want him to fight back, and when he does, I smiled with glee as a bunch of play producing suits got the hell beat out of them. Evelyn Keyes is spectacular in this moment, completely selling the scene and impressively delivering a critical monologue in one lengthy shot. Karlson incorporates a great POV shot as though we're the deadman as Linda describes the events that led to his death, the camera moving and rising as she recounts the details. There's also a great twist in this scene both in the manner that Karlson films it and the fashion in which it is narratively constructed, which I won't spoil, that probably either makes or breaks the film for anyone.

MVT - Tough call, but we'll give a close split decision victory to John Payne as Ernie Driscoll over Phil Karlson's direction and Robert Smith's script. Payne's performance is one instilled with such vital downtrodden good nature that you root for him throughout the movie and it makes his violent outbursts that much more arresting when they occur. For this character, Payne manages a difficult task to allow just enough pent-up rage simmering beneath the surface without coloring the performance as bitter.

Score - 8/10

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Episode #137: BMX In The Brain

Welcome aboard for another episode of the GGtMC!!

This week the gents cover two films in conjunction with our sponser Diabolik DVD, who you can find at diabolikdvd.com. We go over the Blu Ray release of BMX Bandits (1983) directed by Brian Trenchard-Smith and A Cat In The Brain (1990) directed by Lucio Fulci.

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Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Starcrash (1979)

I like to think that, in his youth, Luigi Cozzi was the kind of kid who made plastic toy soldiers fight model dinosaurs. And then melted the soldiers with a solar death ray (read: magnifying glass). As an adult, he seems to have retained a good amount of this childlike sensibility, and it is reflected no better than in his Star Wars quasi-rip-off, Starcrash. While birthed and promoted on George Lucas’ coattails, Cozzi’s film – apart from a few surface elements – wants nothing to do with the more popular film.
Space smuggler, Stella Star (Caroline Munro), and her alien navigator, Akton (Marjoe Gortner), are captured and sentenced (by a living head lifted straight from Invaders from Mars) to separate prison planets. Stella becomes embroiled in an escape attempt, but she and Akton are freed by the Emperor of the First Circle of the Universe (Christopher Plummer). Recommended as the best at what they do by robot lawman, Elle (Judd Hamilton), the smugglers are tasked with finding Count Zartharn’s (Joe Spinnell) “Doom Machine”, which is so vast it requires an entire planet to hide it. Like, say, a “Death Star”? The team, joined by the blue-skinned Thor (Robert Tessier), encounters many obstacles on their quest, including rescuing the Emperor’s son, Simon (David Hasselhoff), and carrying out the “Starcrash” – yes, it is an actual event – of the title.
This is some pretty lowbrow stuff, and the script doesn’t try to elevate the material at all. The story is stuck in juvenile mode, with planets, people, things named with whatever sounds “sci fi”, and characters who use expressions like, “What in the universe?” You would think that’s as good an excuse as any for the actors to just phone it in. However, it must be said Munro does an admirable job as our alliterative heroine. While she plays it for fun, she only goes over the top a few times. The same can be said for Plummer, even though he’s clearly only cashing a check on this one.

Sadly, the same doesn’t hold true for either Gortner or Spinnell (who did not dub his own voice for the role). Gortner, whose oddly-plastic look somehow fits the part of an alien, has a very narrow acting range. Basically, he veers between wholesale smarm and primal ferocity, and his line delivery is always accompanied by an emphatic shaking of his head. Spinnell, for what it’s worth, tries to exude some air of menace, but he’s so cartoonishly malevolent and one-note, he doesn't succeed.
Even bad performances in a film like Starcrash are something to be savored, however. No, the biggest detriments here would be the indifferent performances of Tessier and Hasselhoff. Tessier – who I like to imagine was Jack Kirby’s model for The Absorbing Man – at least knows why he is here. He’s an intimidating physical presence with an interesting face, and he apparently doesn’t mind being painted blue. That’s pretty much it. But, while Tessier’s performance adds nothing, Hasselhoff’s adds so much less. With his sculpted mane of hair and vacant eyes, he’s really nothing more than eye-candy for the ladies who might be offended by Munro’s costuming dearth. But their children would probably be gorgeous.

As with any space opera, the special effects and set designs carry the majority of the film’s credibility. And though the filmmakers try valiantly, they are hamstrung by a shoestring budget. Composite shots and double exposures are shaky, and elements routinely bleed into one another. Explosions consist of spark showers with no tangible substance. The lights used to illuminate the background expanse of stars (presumably thousands, if not millions, of light years away) reflect off passing spaceships. The ships themselves are just shapes with model pieces glued on. The sets are overlit and standard of what one expects of the genre, no surprises. The stop motion animation is photographed flat against the background plates, destroying any illusion of depth. Yet, the animation is fun to watch, and these models, at least, have some interesting features to them. Nonetheless, these failings really only add to the movie’s appeal. They have a DIY charm you can’t help but admire.

The official impetus for Starcrash is undoubtedly Star Wars, but Cozzi’s film borrows – if not outright steals – from sources much older. Most notable is the influence of Ray Harryhausen and his fantastic adventure films. The giant, silver guardian is a blatant riff on Jason and the Argonauts’ “Telos”, but the sword-fighting robots are a much subtler variation on the same film’s famous skeleton battle. Even the casting of Munro was due to her role in The Golden Voyage of Sinbad. The film also takes heavily from the tradition of pulp sci fi originating in the 1930s. Stella’s ship’s computer is a giant, glowing brain. Soldiers are fired in bullet-shaped torpedoes through the large, gothic windows of Count Zartharn’s hand-shaped space fortress. Need I say more?

The film moves along at a steady clip, what with no character development to bog it down and all. The characters encounter obstacle after obstacle, and while their solutions may have a disingenuous feel, the bizarreness of the situations alone is entertaining. An ice planet threatens to turn Stella and Elle into popsicles. Cavemen attack and hang our heroine upside down (presumably to eat her). The journey’s hurdles are clearly defined, and the protagonists keep the momentum going through each one.
The action of the film is fairly clear and easy to follow, though the camerawork wavers between shots that are crisp and clear and shots that are soft and blurry. After a while, it becomes distracting. Speaking of action, it must be noted that Munro displays a facility for physical action scenes. She never looks stilted or unsure of herself, and she handles the choreography well. The eponymous “Starcrash”, on the other hand, is extremely underwhelming. Vaguely described as “a fourth dimensional attack”, the maneuver is not presented in a manner that conveys any specialness. It feels like what it is – an excuse for titling a movie Starcrash.
This is not a particularly well-made movie. It’s sloppy and threadbare in all the areas that distinguish its betters. Nonetheless, a couple of decent performances and an innocent sense of wonder help make for an endearing film that succeeds because of, not in spite of, its many flaws.
MVT: Caroline Munro is in just about every scene, and if she couldn’t pull off the role of “Stella Star”, the movie would sink. Luckily, she is attractive, charismatic, and agile enough to make it work.
Make or Break: The scene where Stella and Elle encounter Space-Amazons on red Space-Horses is the “Make” for me. It displays the infectious exuberance of the filmmakers, and if you’re not all-in by this scene, you never will be.
Score: 7/10