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Post by delon on Mar 9, 2019 19:39:48 GMT
Comments/ratings/recommendations/film posters are welcome and much appreciated.
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Post by wmcclain on Mar 9, 2019 19:48:47 GMT
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Post by teleadm on Mar 9, 2019 22:40:51 GMT
And here is mine:  Italian mobster movie based on real events from 2005. Takes place when the Red Brigades spread terror, the kidnapping and murder of Aldo Moro, the blow up of the Bologna railway station. The Italian police had to fight terrorits supported by Soviet. A time when the mafia could grow and young hot-headed mobsters like these could grow and eventually dissolved because of inner conflicts Nothing wrong with the story, it's how it's done that is too confusing,  Funny in parts, but too unbelievable. Some good jabbs towards shallow celebrities. The star power of Steve and Eddie matters.  Can't deny that it has it's charm. A dragon and knights story that somehow worked well on a lazy Sunday afternoon.  Old-fashioned big stars nostalgia, with some great actors. With impssible mission turned wry.  Can't deny it, it was interesting to see this movie that I've only heard about. Too violent and too many innocents are killed for my taste. The English dubbing is awful, but that is how it should be in these type of early Euro-Westerns.  If you've never heard of this epic, be happy!, because it's 80 minutes of boredom. Of some interest since former silent movies star Frances X. Bushman plays the dried sponge looking planet's King, and the monsters, well they could only afford one suit, is played by future steel-teethed Jaws of two James Bond movies, Richard Kiel. Had plans to watch Elia Kazan's East of Eden, but wasn't in the mood, so it's moved forward Well, that was my week!
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Post by OldAussie on Mar 9, 2019 22:56:31 GMT
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Post by mikef6 on Mar 10, 2019 0:01:41 GMT
The Public Enemy / William A. Wellman (1931). Warner. My umpteenth time to watch this seminal crime film with James Cagney that, along with “Little Caesar” starring Edward G. Robinson, kicked off the popular gangster film genre and catapulted both men to superstardom. “The Public Enemy” was also an early triumph for Jean Harlow, a favorite leading lady of mine who could act comedy or drama or any combination of the two. In a famous switcheroo, Cagney was first cast as Matt, the sidekick to Public Enemy Tom Powers who was to be played by Edward Woods. After the first few days of filming, the two men changed roles and Cagney got the plum part of Tom Powers. Warner promised Woods that he would have many future opportunities at leads if he would agree to the change, a promise that was never kept. Cagney was an unusual choice as a tough guy killer, having come to movies as a song-and-dance man from vaudeville and Broadway, but almost at once Warner put him in crime movies. “The Public Enemy” was his seventh film. An essential.  The Case Of The Curious Bride / Michael Curtiz (1935). Warner/First National. The second of six “B” movies featuring Perry Mason, the lawyer-detective created by Erle Stanley Gardner. Warren Williams takes a different approach from the books and from the popular TV series from the 1960s by playing a happy-go-lucky, wise-cracking Mason, a façade that masks a keen intellect. Rhoda Montaine (Margaret Lindsay) is recently married to rich Carl Montaine (Donald Woods). Rhoda’s first husband (Errol Flynn in his fourth film, seen only in the Recreation Of The Crime flashback), who she believed dead, shows up to blackmail her. When he is found murdered, Rhoda is accused and Mason is defending. A lively bunch of supporting players give the film a lot of zing. Claire Dodd is a spritely and witty Della Street. Allen Jenkins plays detective Drake (here called Spudsy). Owen Howland is the joking coroner and Barton MacLane is the head cop investigator. “Curious Bride” also has Mayo Methot in a small but delicious comic turn. Methot, you may remember, was Humphrey Bogart’s wife (before Bacall) with whom he had an explosive relationship which sometimes featured arguments that resulted in busted dishes and furniture. Eyes In The Night / Fred Zinnemann (1942). MGM. Edward Arnold plays Duncan Maclain, a private eye who has gone blind but who has not let that end his detective career. An old friend, Norma Lawry (Ann Harding) comes to him because her aspiring actress stepdaughter (21-year-old Donna Reed, playing 17) is being romanced by a seedy has-been actor that Norma has history with. She knows the man will not be good for the young woman. She wants Maclain to see if he can intercede. Of course, the actor turns up murdered which leads Maclain, his guide dog Friday (I.Q. 200) and his assistant Marty (I.Q. 80, played by Allen Jenkins) into a nest of Nazi spies. Maclain enters the Lawry household pretending to be Norma’s uncle, a vociferous egotistical old man. Vocally, I would swear that during his masquerade as “Uncle Mac,” Arnold was doing an impression of Lionel Barrymore in full voice. “Eyes In The Night” is a great example of how a first rate cast (which includes Katherine Emery, Stephen McNally (credited in his birth name Horace McNally), Reginald Denny, and Barry Nelson) can elevate somewhat routine material. Paying audiences agreed. Reportedly, this picture returned a profit of $230,000 – a pretty hefty sum for 1942. The film is also notable for the early work of Donna Reed and of director Fred Zinnemann. The Second Woman / James V. Kern (1950). Harry Popkin Productions. We remember Robert Young on “Father Knows Best” and as kindly “Marcus Welby, M.D.” But there is a dark side to him. He played a foreign agent and assassin for a famous director in the ‘30s and was a Nazi in “The Mortal Storm” (1940). In “The Second Woman” we don’t know whether we are getting the good or bad Robert Young in this film until the very end. The film starts with a Rebecca-like voice over: a woman remembering a house and what happened there. The movie goes into flashback but the narration never returns. The woman is Ellen Foster (Betsy Drake) who is staying with her aunt in a big house overlooking the ocean. Nearby, in a futuristically designed home is architect Jeff Cohalan (Young) who just a year ago had a tragedy in his life when, while driving, there was an accident that killed his fiancé the night before their wedding. Now, Cohalan seems struck with bad luck: his dog and horse die, his rose bush wilts, and even a painting on this wall has its colors fade. Does he have a secret enemy or is he attacking himself and not realizing? Could he be dangerous? Ellen needs to find out lest he turn on her. I liked this one. Johnny Rocco / Paul Landres (1958). Scott R. Dunlap Productions. Right at the top I want to thank timshelboy who showed me where to find this picture for download. I was perusing the filmography of Stephen McNally when I noticed the title “Johnny Rocco” which is the name of the character played by Edward G. Robinson in “Key Largo” (1948). Could this be a prequel? No, it couldn’t. The time of the movie is contemporary 1958. There was not much about this film on the Internet, only 35 votes on the movie database. If it was as bad and unknown as all that, I wanted to see it. I was to be disappointed. It wasn’t too bad at all; I’ve seen much worse. Johnny (Richard Eyer) is the son of career criminal Toni Rocco (McNally) who brings his young son along on smuggling jobs to look more innocent. When a motorcycle cop chases them, crashes, and is killed, Johnny is traumatized. Soon, both cops and Toni’s bosses in the mob are after them both. I think what sank the movie is that Eyer, who was 13 during filming, looks more like 10 and sounds like about 5. He is pretty bad. But McNally and the supporting cast (Coleen Gray and Russ Conway, especially) do fine. In addition, there is lots of location shooting all over 1958 Los Angeles. I like to spot specific locations if I can and came up with two. The front of Holy Trinity Catholic Church (3729 Boyce Ave.) is used several times and the Sir Launfal apartments (1848 N. Gramercy Pl) is where Toni and Johnny live. Check them out on Google street view. (In the past, links to Google Maps have failed on this site.)  Winchester / Michael and Peter Spierig (2018). The Spierig brothers (they are twins) wrote (based on a short story by sci-fi legend Robert A. Heinlein) and directed what I believe to be one of the finest science fiction / time travel films ever made – “Predestination” (2014). For their follow-up film they got the services of Helen Mirren. So with a major actress on board and coming off a great film, this new work had to be good, right? Right? Wrong. “Winchester” is depressingly bad. Mirren is surprisingly awful (she got a Razzie nom and deserved it). Sarah Snook, who gave a star making performance in “Predestination,” is also in the film but is unable to make an impression. How did this happen? For one thing, the frights depend almost entirely on the cheapest of all scares, viz., the jump scare. When the lead actor (Jason Clarke) turns around to find the butler standing behind him, his startle is accompanied a loud musical chord. And Clarke sure does turn around a lot seeing faces, mysterious figures, and many bumps in the night – all accompanied by a orchestral forte. And if jump scares are not cheap trick enough, they have to put a child in danger of being possessed by evil spirits with the possibility that the boy may kill others or himself. Please do not see “Winchester.” Love, Gilda / Lisa Dapolito (2018). This documentary of the life of comedian Gilda Radner was produced as a tribute by some of her close friends. Even though they don’t turn away from Gilda’s bouts with depression, her insecurities, her eating disorder, or her fatal ovarian cancer, they never find anyone who didn’t love her. This appears to show some bias on the part of the film’s creators, but that can be forgiven. Gilda really was loved by a lot of people. The movie is narrated by Gilda herself from interview archives. From her improv and SNL days we hear from Laraine Newman, Chevy Chase, Martin Short, Paul Shaffer, and Lorne Michaels. Comedy actors of today – Amy Poehler, Melissa McCarthy and Bill Hader – talk about Gilda’s continuing influence. A good overview of her life and career but with a sad ending. I’m a pretty tough guy and I teared up.  
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Post by politicidal on Mar 10, 2019 0:55:09 GMT
Doctor Strangelove (1964) 7/10
Sayonara (1957) 8/10
Julius Caesar (1953) 6/10
The Grifters (1990) 4/10
First Man (2018) 4/10
Captain Marvel (2019) 7/10
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Post by claudius on Mar 10, 2019 11:33:36 GMT
OldAussie, I take it you know about the 3M Anniversary, not to mention the upcoming CoMC Anniversary.
DARK SHADOWS (1969) “Episodes 701-705” 50TH ANNIVERSARY. And now 1897 begins, as Barnabas Collins mystically uses I Ching to confront Quentin’s Ghost. Instead he repossesses his vampire self in the year 1897 and meets that era’s Collins family, including rogue Quentin. MPI Video DVD.
CHARMED (1999) “Whose Prue is it Anyway?” 20TH ANNIVERSARY. Paramount DVD.
ZORRO (1958) “Zorro Fights His Father” & “Death Stacks the Death.” ZORRO 100TH ANNIVERSARY. Disney DVD.
GOLDFINGER (1964) UNITED ARTISTS 100TH ANNIVERSARY. About time I got to some 007! My main point in seeing this film was the Bond & the Laser scene, having seen it on commercials promoting the VHS series. I finally got to see it on TBS in 1991, stopping around the Pussy Galore intro. Then I saw the whole thing in 1992. In November 1995, when GOLDENEYE was making headlines on Bond’s revival, I got the VHS. Even though this film pretty much introduced what one could call the ‘Goldfinger’ fomula for the Bond series- Over-the-top situations, villains, etc.- it does keep Bond rather low-key, relying on only his wits when his tropes (his gadgets, his escape) fail him. My viewing is the second DVD Special Edition release, (I had the original bare bones DVD release, but sold that one off for a few dollars).
ANNE OF GREEN GABLES (1979) “A Solemn Vow” 40TH ANNIVERSARY. Youtube.
SATURDAY NIGHT LIVE AT MARDI GRAS (1977) SNL’s controversial attempt to have the show play out of town on prime time, guest-starring the late (and distracted) Penny Marshall, Cindy Williams, and Randy Newman. The disaster in making it- unreliable situations (Buck Henry and Jane Curtin waiting for a parade that never came), crazy going-ons due to the Mardi Gras celebration- ending any future plans of that detail. First read this from the book SATURDAY NIGHT: AN INTIMATE BACKSTAGE HISTORY OF SATURDAY NIGHT LIVE (1987) By Doug Hill and Jeff Weingrad and was happy to see the Season 2 DVD set include it as an extra. It's been a perennial, played every Fat Tuesday. Universal DVD.
THE JEWEL IN THE CROWN “An Evening at the Maharenee’s” 35TH ANNIVERSARY. The final novel of the RAJ QUARTET begins in this adaptation, introducing Charles Dance’s Guy Peron to the storyline. PBS Video DVD.
DRAGON BALL (1989) “Hooray!! The Earth’s Strongest Man!” 30TH ANNIVERSARY Son Goku defeats Piccolo, winning the 25th Budokai and concluding the Piccolo Arc, thus ending my one year Anniversary marathon watching of the storyline (beginning in February 2018). Funimation DVD.
THE AFRICAN QUEEN (1951) UNITED ARTISTS 100TH ANNIVERSARY. John Huston directs Humphrey Bogart and Katherine Hepburn in this E.C. Forester adaptation. My first idea of the film was a MUPPET BABIES episode, where Scooter (having watched the film) imagines himself and Piggy undergoing a voyage. I got to know the film better in a brief synopsis via the AFI’s 100 Films docuseries in 1998. Warner DVD.
THE THREE MUSKETEERS (1966) “Episode 1: Enemies” 3M 175TH ANNIVERSARY. This March marks the 175th Anniversary serial publication of Alexander Dumas Pere’s 1844 novel, so for the next few months of the novel’s introductory serialization, I will watch several of the adaptations. First is this BBC-TV Serial starring Jeremy Brett. Koch Vision DVD.
A DIFFERENT WORLD (1989) “The Thing About Women.” 30TH ANNIVERSARY. Recorded TV One Broadcast VHS.
AMERICAN MONSTER (2017) “The Green Monster” Docudrama episode about the 2006 Jack Myers murder. TV.
DRAGON BALL SUPER (2017) “Warriors of Justice Close In! The Pride Troopers!” I saw both the subbed version (Happinet PAL DVD) and the English version broadcast on Cartoon Network.
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Post by Lebowskidoo 🎄😷🎄 on Mar 10, 2019 14:41:25 GMT
Howl (2015) A werewolf on a train. A fun idea and has some good, creepy atmosphere. Blue Mountain State: The Rise of Thadland (2016) A movie spun off from the TV series. Makes American Pie look like Shakespeare in comparison. The Dark Crystal (1982) Jim Henson's fantasy movie, sort of a "Fraggle Rock Meets The Lord of the Rings." Luckily I watched it with subtitles on because the voices were hard to understand. Now You See Me 2 (2016) The sequel to the first one! Fall Time (1995) A noir-ish 90's crime movie. The most interesting thing to note for me was that Stephen Baldwin swears like a sailor on shore leave, taking the Lord's name in vain, only to become a hardcore Christian afterwards. He probably wishes this movie didn't exist now. Other People (2016) Has some great acting by Jesse Plemons and Molly Shannon and was the most worthwhile thing I saw all week. Great movie. 
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Post by hitchcockthelegend on Mar 10, 2019 16:11:29 GMT
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Post by OldAussie on Mar 10, 2019 16:47:37 GMT
OldAussie, I take it you know about the 3M Anniversary, not to mention the upcoming CoMC Anniversary. No! It just took me a couple of years to convince my son to watch the 1948 Musketeers. He already loved the 70s films and after enjoying Gene Kelly et al he insisted we watch the other versions we own. As for COMC, the Richard Chamberlain version was on tv last week and then we got the newer one from the library.
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Post by mikef6 on Mar 10, 2019 20:15:26 GMT
OldAussie I see that you watched the 10th Anniversary Concert of Les Misérables from 1995. They call the performers “The Dream Cast” and that certainly applies to Colm Wilkinson’s definitive Jean Valjean. Wilkinson premiered the role and has never been surpassed. It is great that it has been preserved in this concert DVD. The production, though, has some faults, mainly a lot of missing music and large narrative gaps. Have you seen the 25th Anniversary Concert video? It was simulcast worldwide in 2010. The production sold out the O2 Arena (the U.K.’s largest performance space) for three nights. The music and story is close to complete and there are world class singers and singing actors. Javert (Florida born Norm Lewis), Thenardier (Matt Lucas, Doctor Who), Fantine (Lea Solang, Miss Saigon), Eponine (Samantha Barks, later sang the role in the film) are all outstanding. Tenor Alfie Boe, who had not sung the role before, took Jean Valjean. He does OK but needed to be spectacular. If you are only going to have one Les Miz in the house, I think the 25th is the one to have. All this comes from a guy who isn’t really “into” musical theater but is crazy for this particular show. Don’t question why. It is against my will.
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Post by OldAussie on Mar 10, 2019 21:14:14 GMT
Haven't seen the 25th Anniversary Concert - but I'm guessing my daughter has it (she has EVERYTHING LES MIS). I'll seek it out.
One of the many mistakes of my life - was in London in 1995 and part of the package was a show. Our choices came down to Les Mis and Miss Saigon. I convinced my wife to go with the latter for the ridiculous reason that it was "newer". It was O.K. but I'll always regret not going with Les Mis.
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Post by vegalyra on Mar 11, 2019 18:24:46 GMT
Not much this week:  Le Gai Savoir - 1969 I finished La Chinoise awhile back, so decided to take a chance on Kino Lorber's other Godard film from the same era. It didn't disappoint, I really enjoyed the minimalism (basically a blacked out "abandoned TV station" with the lights on the two actors. Interspersed are graphic art and still photography. The dialogue was very engaging. Definitely not a movie for anyone that wants a "story" per se, but it was a well done "cinematic essay." .jpg) Patriot Games - 1992 I've seen this film countless times in the past (including its theatrical release). While I somewhat lament the absence of Alec Baldwin (I think he was the closest to the book Jack Ryan than any of other actors to portray the character), Harrison Ford does a stand up job. Sean Bean is a ruthless bad guy attempting to avenge his brother's death at the hands of Dr. Ryan. The supporting cast is all superb including Samuel L. Jackson, James Earl Jones, and Anne Archer. Richard Harris has a small appearance, slightly more than a cameo, and is brilliant as the IRA "bagman."
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Post by morrisondylanfan on Mar 11, 2019 19:15:44 GMT
Hi all,I hope everyone had a good weekend,and I've recently seen: Robbert Hossein Noir:  The Road to Shame (1959) 10 Credited as an "Assistant editor", Michel Deville's regular co-writer/editor Nina Companeez makes her distinctive mark on editor Laurence Mery-Clark's cutting style, in outstanding, jarring smash-cuts giving the fight scenes a blunt edge,and Companeez's smash-cuts for unexpected confrontations Rossi faces giving them a from out of nowhere sense of surprise. Loitering around like a street rat, Robert Hossein gives a excellent performance as the dead-eyed Noir loner Rossi, whose stubbornness to brush off the threats from gangsters has Hossein gives Rossi a rough and tumble manner, shoving aside any thug blocking him from his dame love. Slithering round the drugged dames, (which includes a very good Magali Noël as Coraline Merlin) Philippe Clay is an utter creep as gangster Tom. Carrying a wry smirk, Clay has Tom hand out punishment to "trouble" with an abrasive strike that puts anyone who speaks up back in line. Drugging all the women to join the white slave trade, director Edouard Molinaro & cinematographer Robert Juillard give the hazy state a quality touch of sleaze, exposing the bare flesh of the sexy ladies, and giving the fight scenes peculiar tools (the only Noir where plant pots are used as weapons?) Jazzing up the dark side streets with a breezy Jazz score from Art Blakey, Molinaro ignites an excellent seedy Film Noir atmosphere, panning the long streets Rossi drags his heels down, and in tightly coiled shots holds Tom lurking in the shadows set to pounce on Rossi. Welding the editing styles of Clark and Companeez with ease, Molinaro superbly matches the elegance of panning shots round the house with frenzied close-ups,whip-fast tracking shots and fast-moving wide-shots stylisation smashing into Rossi's face. Set over one night, Albert Simonin and Gilles Morris-Dumoulin's adaptation of Morris-Dumoulin's own novel tensely place Rossi and Tom as two sides of the same Noir loner coin, via Rossi being drained of nothing else to care for but holding his dream woman again, while Tom has long ago beaten up any remains of remorse or regret for a desire to go up the black market food chain,as they both walk down the road to shame.  OSS 117 Is Not Dead (1957) 6 Spying five years before the 007 franchise really got the Euro Spy movie genre rolling, Jacques Berland & Jean Jean Levitte adaptation of Jean Bruce's novel investigate OSS 117's espionage activities from a "Mystery" angle, playfully spun from OSS having to try keep an eye on the wealthy Mr Lead's safe, in order to slyly find who is stealing documents/microfilm from it. Whilst OSS and his gentlemen detective manner are put in the title, the writers make vixen Consuela (played by a foxy Jacqueline Pierreux) the alluring agent of the tale, thanks to Consuela being tied to the seedy night clubs in town and a feisty edge over keeping micro secrets to herself. Along with introducing the cute future OSS 117 regular Magali Noël to the series as agent Muriel Rousset, director Jean Sacha and cinematographer Marcel Weiss bring a Pop-Art sparkle from overlapping smash-cuts in the bars and on the grounds of the Lead household, as Agent OSS 117 eyes completing his first mission. Lucky Jo (1964) 8  Criss-crossing Jo and the gangs doing robberies and going to jail over the opening, co-writer/director Michel Deville continues his 11 film collaboration with co-writer/editor Nina Companeez via the low-lighting giving the titles a Film Noir appearance, which is contrasted by stylisation of the editing and camera moves tilting it all to a sparkling "Caper" atmosphere. Rolling with the punches on cops and thugs, Deville and Companeez go gloriously over the top for the fight scenes,as Jo keeps his hat safely on whilst having tables/chairs thrown at him, (all of which have no impact!)which are cleared up by Jo with punches that have a wooden thump sound effect. Filmed on the streets of Paris,Companeez and Deville send the old man & the gun Jo out on the streets with debonair rapid-fire whip-pans and tracking-shots gliding along to Jo's sleigh attempts to get back in the game. Taking their hats off to Pierre Lesou's novel, the adaptation by Deville and Companeez's smartly keep Jo's straight-ahead state of mind serious, while playing up the comedic Caper edges, which sees Jo underhandedly make an attempt to help a fellow crook escape appear to be him helping out the cops, along with not taking no for an answer, by pushing into all the side deals, dames and killings which have flowered since his group splintered whilst Jo was in the slammer. The only time they appeared together, Pierre and Claude Brasseur give delightful turns as commissaire Loudeac and Loudeac Fils dit Junior, who Claude has falling over himself with fear over Pierre's commissaire Loudeac barking orders at everyone as a hard-nosed cop. Proving to all his former gang that he still has it,Eddie Constantine gives a terrific, charismatic performance as Jo, thanks to Constantine having Jo hit all his dirty deeds not as a thug, but with the professional slickness of an old pro who knows how lucky he is.  L'équipage (1935) 8 Pre-dating by a decade the "buddies exchanging wisecracks whilst proudly serving for their country" genre that would become a staple of US cinema from WWII,co-writer/(with Joseph Kessel) director Anatole Litvak's adaptation of Kessel's own novel lands in WWI with the thick bond of friendship between Maury and Herbillon brightly burning, but brilliantly curls it into the melancholy,rather than the comedic. Welcoming the viewer to the partying and high-flying times of the squad, the writers gradually bring the love triangle laying under the surface between Helene and her husband Maury's bond with Herbillon onto the horizon, which darkens the sky on a richly melodrama final. Gathered round the pubs of WWI singing army songs such as "auprès de ma blonde", director Litvak & Henri Georges-Clouzot's future regular cinematographer Armand Thirard soar into action with beautiful, ultra-stylised overlapping dissolves unlocking the heart of the love triangle, and sweeping the dissolves along the aftermath of the battlefields. Appearing to be a mix of real and studio shot, Litvak and Thirard give the sky fighting action scenes a real weight, via elegant wide-shots capturing the strategic alignment of the planes, matched by close-ups in the planes on the emotions running across the faces of the pilots. Holding a love for each other, Charles Vanel, Jean-Pierre Aumont and " Annabella" each give excellent performances as the the tangled loves, via Vanel digging into the big hearted, world weariness of Maury, Aumont keeping Herbillon aching to keep his romance and friendship beating, whilst Annabella has Helene strike an alluringly tragic nerve, as Helene looks to the sky, and sees the flight into darkness.  Night of Lust (1963) 7 Lusting for 72 minutes, co-writer/(with Guy Fanelli ) director Jose Benazeraf & cinematographer Edmond Richard take the Film Noir of early 50's French cinema, and twist it into the French New Wave (FNW) (a movement about to past its peak after Truffaut's great The Soft Skin unexpectedly failed at the box office in 1964.)Not playing the credits or Chet Baker's wonderful improvised Jazz score until 15 minutes in, Benazeraf loads up a enticingly brittle, experimental atmosphere, tracking the rival gang battles with stylish long-lens shots which keeps critical actions, (a kidnapping phone call, shoot-outs) obscured in the foreground, whilst examining the mundane events such as cards that the henchmen play to pass the time. Skirting towards what was to come with Italian Crime by adding a dash of naked women and a delightful catfight, Benazeraf gives each of them a FNW twist, via via viewing a striptease from a side mirror in a pub, and fluidly darting the camera across the faces of the ladies tangled in the fight. Bringing Anne-Marie Devillers novel into daylight, the adaptation by Benazeraf and Fanelli have the rival gang fight spill out in short,sharp,shocks across the streets,but builds up the majority of the Film Noir thrills by focusing on the tangled state of hostage Nora, who along with clawing into a Femme Fatale rivalry with fellow dame Wanda, gets left by the road side as the guys are drawn into the darkness of their gang war. Slammed into a car as a hostage, sexy Yvonne Monlaur gives a excellent turn as Nora, whose alluring, subtle facial expressions captures Nora's fears during the night of lust. Mirages de Paris (1933) 7  Awe-struck by the sights and bright lights of Paris, cute Jacqueline Francell, (who died after suddenly fainting on stage in 1962 at just 54 years old) gives an enchanting performance as Madeleine,whose wide-eyed excitement at becoming star of Paris is captured with a twirl by Francell. Holding Madeleine back from her dreams, co-writer/(with René Pujol/Victor Trivas and Hans H. Zerlett) director Fyodor Otsep gives the boarding school a wooden, drab appearance, sawn open in winding tracking shots round the corridors where there are no classes that fulfil Madeleine's dreams. Putting her best foot forward arriving in Paris and getting involved in theatre, Otsep makes an early staging in the " fantastique" genre, (which became popular during the Occupation) in the productions Madeleine joins having grand, extravagant sets captured by Otsep's graceful pans across the stage. Magicking up a wish-fulfilment tale, the writers finely balance Madeline facing knock-backs over her love of stars,with a sweetly natured sincerity over Madeline stepping on stage and making the mirages of Paris real. A Bullet in the Gun Barrel (1958) 6  Making his film making debut without the involvement of future editor/co-writing collaborator Nina Companeez, directing auteur Michel Deville offers tantalising glimpses to his future recurring motifs when co-writing/co-directing here with Charles Gerard, as jolts of Deville's abrupt smash and match-cuts are layered over Dick and Tony's money handling deeds. Whilst not blending seamlessly together, the set-pieces likely done by Charles Gerard (who did more acting than directing) have a refined Film Noir atmosphere, with the relaxed motions during well performed music numbers in the night club,and stilted wide-shots in the final, creating an oddly gentle vibe. Writing a year later the outstanding Film Noir The Road to Shame (1959-also reviewed), the screenplay by Albert Simonin and the two co-directors present a neat and tidy Film Noir package, whilst whilst not aiming for psychological depth, finds thrills in war vets Tony and Dick having to weigh how much trust they give to friendly gangster Pepere,as the last barrel is emptied. Other flicks:  Inferno (1953) 10 Joining in the 3D craze late, 20th Century Fox's entry has an existential third dimension visible even in 2D. Left to die on a mountain top in the Mojave Desert, director Roy Ward Baker & cinematographer Lucien Ballard, (who earlier worked with the lead on Berlin Express (1948)-also reviewed) bravely keep dips into Donald's inner monologue as the lone "voice" in the Desert, in order to play out large sections of the opening hour dialogue-free, with lone yelps and screams being the only sounds Donald makes on his crawl to survival. Making every inch he moves look life-threatening, Baker and Ballard display a subtle eye for the use of 3D in long depth of field shots giving the mountain a nerve- wrecking long-drop appearance that is tied to an isolated Film Noir atmosphere. Going to Hammer Horror a few years later, Baker unveils his excellent skill in carrying the existential with the pulp, (which would become visible in Baker's Hammer classic Quatermass and the Pit (1967) ) where the deserted wasteland filled with only a loner pulling himself to survive, is matched by cheerfully over the top chairs being "thrown" at the audience, and the mental inferno Donald faces being transformed into a visual pit of hell for the final. One of only a few films he would write, (he did also write for some TV shows) the screenplay by Francis M. Cockrell takes a sharp, precession approach to the hernias of Duncan and Femme Fatale Geraldine, (a nose to the grindstone William Lundigan and a calculatingly icy Rhonda Fleming) in the limited snippets of them cackling drawing what awaits Donald if he survives the Desert. Spending most of the title following just one character, Cockrell drills into Donald's psychology state with cracking dialogue expressing the thin Film Noir line he is on between giving up to die, or dragging his heels for a chance to survive, and a mirage of revenge. Digging his burnt hands into the sand and dirt, Robert Ryan gives an incredibly expressive performance as Donald. Spending the first hour with no other actor and no dialogue to say, Ryan carves out the anguished pain and fury of Donald in subtle withering body movements and acceptance to death when looking into the inferno.  The Kissing Booth (2018) 7 Directing for the first time since 2015's TV Movie Liar, Liar, Vampire, writer/director Vince Marcello & cinematographer Anastas N. Michos display an impressive ease over shaking the Rom-Com and YA Drama up together, via slick panning shots and criss-crossing sparkly montages dancing to Lee and "Elle's" friendship smoothly sitting side by side with circling panning shots and a Teen Drama soundtrack for the blossoming romance between Elle and Noah (who the makers don't try to hide is a foot taller than her.) Taking Beth Reekles's YA novel out of the booth, Marcello keeps the heightened romance that the genre is known for intact, but pins it down with a Rom-Com playfulness, from the initial dancing bond which leads to friends Elle and Lee making a list of rules to follow in life, to Noah and Elle having to find sly ways to hide their romance. Sharing almost every scene together, Joey King, Joel Courtney and Jacob Elordi each give bubbly turns as Elle, Lee and Noah Flynn, with King bringing out Elle's tenderness for the brothers, who Courtney and Elordi keep in a confrontational state,as the kissing booth opens.
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Post by Lebowskidoo 🎄😷🎄 on Mar 11, 2019 21:51:48 GMT
hitchcockthelegend The Scalphunters has Burt Lancaster, Telly Savalas and Shelley Winters, looks to be my kinda movie. I'm definitely going to try and track that down.
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Post by BATouttaheck on Mar 11, 2019 22:42:13 GMT
 For some reason, I had the idea that this was going to be an Alan Ladd - Veronica Lake film so it was a bit of a surprise to learn other wise but I was game anyway. Going into it totally unprepared as I was, the "gimmick" was a bit of a shock... and not in a good way. I really hatred the "seen thru his eyes only" thing. It was like watching a series of actors auditioning for their roles by hitting their marks and reading their lines off of cue cards. Audrey Totter mugged excessively and that did not help.   Robert Montgomery (who also directed ) made rare appearances IN the film …  Lloyd Nolan was most believable despite the awkward staging. A Very young, dark haired, Jayne Meadows had a small role but I did not recognize her. I know this is a classic "gotta see it" but it left ne with a <shrug>.
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Post by BATouttaheck on Mar 11, 2019 23:42:54 GMT
and HIS KIND OF WOMAN A deported gangster's plan to re-enter the USA involves skulduggery at a Mexican resort, and gambler Dan Milner is caught in the middle. In later interviews, Robert Mitchum admitted that much of the script was made up as they went along. This seems to explain a lot ! But it was rather fun even if the fight scenes went on a bit too long. Young Raymond Burr glowered impressively. Lee Van Cleef was cast as the crime kingpin before Hughes suddenly decided he wanted Raymond Burr in the role. All of Ferraro's scenes had to be re-shot with Burr - yet another reason the film took so long to make and went way over budget.
The Character played by Vincent Price was bizarre (even for a VP role) and Jim Backus occasionally sounded like Mr.Magoo. Worth a watch in any case. Mitchum and Russell …. Vavoom ? Yep ! and she sings too !
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Post by marianne48 on Mar 12, 2019 0:44:10 GMT
Road House (1989)--What The Oscar was to the 1960s, this is to the 1980s--an unintentionally hilarious drama with over-the-top acting and plot. Patrick Swayze stars as a bouncer hired to train other bouncers the mystical tenets of, uh, bouncerism. He has to constantly take on the vicious henchmen of the town villain, played by Ben Gazzara--we know he's a villain because, in his roomful of hunting trophies, he not only has stuffed bears and rhinos, but also a whole family of tiny little monkeys, stuffed and on display. He gets help from the legendary Bouncer of All Bouncers, played by Sam Elliott in full head-cocking glory. The movie is full of great moments for manly men--Wild barfights! Explosions! A monster truck gone wild! Shirtless Patrick Swayze in tight jeans! And a few shots of topless strippers to distract from shirtless Swayze. If you enjoy film parodies, you might like this so-bad-it's-good movie.
A Star is Born (2018)--yet another version of the 1937 and 1954 films (and that other Streisand one, which I haven't seen and don't want to). At least Fredric March and James Mason, in the earlier versions, are kind of attractive at the start; Bradley Cooper's character has constant alcohol sweats and hair so dirty you can almost smell it throughout the movie. If you like Lady Gaga, you might like this. Otherwise, it's okay, but nothing too outstanding.
Overboard (2018)--another remake, this time of the Goldie Hawn/Kurt Russell comedy. Eugenio Derbez is kind of funny, but Anna Faris is somewhat less than inspired in this so-so comedy.
Keanu (2016)--Key and Peele pose as hitmen in order to recover a lost kitten. Not as funny as their TV sketch comedy show, but an okay time-waster of a film.
To Sir, With Love 2--Mr. Thackeray retires after nearly 30 years of teaching at the tough London school. At his retirement party (where Lulu sings that song again), he's asked what he's going to do now. Well, of course he's now going to teach at an even tougher inner-city Chicago school! Sure. "Sir" now has to face, instead of water balloons and sawed-off table legs, knives and guns. He reasons with the kids, they all come to worship him as their hero, and everybody's happy. In feel-good inspirational teacher movies like this, the teacher never has to deal with kids with serious behavioral issues, drug problems, etc. If only it were this easy. Still, an enjoyable film for those who liked the 1967 original.
Houseboat (1958)--Cary Grant is a widower with three lonely, resentful children who hires runaway heiress Sophia Loren as their housekeeper. Guess what happens next. Predictable but enjoyable fluff. Grant reportedly fell in love with Loren for real during the making of this movie, but romance is more complicated in real life.
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Post by mikef6 on Mar 12, 2019 1:27:16 GMT
 For some reason, I had the idea that this was going to be an Alan Ladd - Veronica Lake film so it was a bit of a surprise to learn other wise but I was game anyway. Going into it totally unprepared as I was, the "gimmick" was a bit of a shock... and not in a good way. I really hatred the "seen thru his eyes only" thing. It was like watching a series of actors auditioning for their roles by hitting their marks and reading their lines off of cue cards. Audrey Totter mugged excessively and that did not help.   Robert Montgomery (who also directed ) made rare appearances IN the film …  Lloyd Nolan was most believable despite the awkward staging. A Very young, dark haired, Jayne Meadows had a small role but I did not recognize her. I know this is a classic "gotta see it" but it left ne with a <shrug>. I didn't like it much either. Philip Marlowe was always cracking wise - we expect that. But when Robert Montgomery does it, the quips sound like angry insults. I applauded when, about 20 minutes in, he gets slugged in the face.
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Post by Doghouse6 on Mar 12, 2019 20:18:31 GMT
The two faces of Harriet:  Rosalind Russell: Craig's Wife, 1936  Joan Crawford: Harriet Craig, 1950 It's always interesting to compare different cinematic approaches to the same material, and those of different actors to the same roles. The 1925 play Craig's Wife introduced audiences to control freak Harriet Craig, upscale wife of a successful businessman, who married for security and position rather than love, and rules her immaculate and impeccable household with a passive/aggressive iron fist. Bitter from childhood over her father's desertion of her mother, she's transferred her mistrust to the entire male gender, but is determined to prevail over it with her philosophy of marriage as a transactional matter of practicality; "a bargain," as she considers it. Her devoted husband Walter is charitably blind to her flaws until her too-clever manipulations alienate, one by one, the few she allows into her insular orbit, driving all away and leaving her in splendid isolation. The most conniving characters are often the most compelling (if not the most likable), and the focus of the drama is upon the gradual - and inevitable - stripping away of this one's artifices, revealing her as a cold-at-the-center tyrant, and on the manner in which her carefully ordered and managed world comes to disintegration. These, then, represent the basic story arc and dramatic appeal of both. Between the two, a subplot here or a secondary character there are jettisoned or added; expanded upon, altered or minimized. Craig's Wife (Dir: Dorothy Arzner) - After only two years on the screen at MGM, stuck mostly in supporting roles as veddy refined, well-bred young ladies (and before her gifts for antic comedy were realized), Russell was loaned to Columbia for this challenging and layered lead role, and she carries it off with assurance and authority: to neighbors, relatives and household staff alike, Harriet displays coolly imperious and dismissive superciliousness, which Russell can convey with as little as an arched eyebrow. To hubby Walter (John Boles), she allows just enough playful affection to keep the home fires burning...  ...(while checking up on his every move behind his back).  If Russell exhibits a weakness, it's only in Harriet's climactic moments of growing panic during which she senses her control slipping away, and the kind of instinctively comedic frenzy so well-demonstrated in films like The Women and His Girl Friday betrays itself around the edges; in these moments, barest glimpses of the manic Sylvia Fowler or the exasperated Hildy Burns yet to come are fleetingly revealed. Low-key and gentlemanly Boles plays Walter as a patient and unquestioning sort, coasting through his marriage on starry-eyed romanticism that minimizes any disadvantages of his short-leashed existence. Boles's Walter is a man of accomplishment and self possession who has surrendered personal agency without even having realized it, and when the rose-colored tint fades and the scales begin to fall from his eyes, his moral outrage is expressed with deeply wounded betrayal and restrained fury. The stately and elegant reserve of both Arzner's direction and Lucien Ballard's photography effectively symbolize and compliment the airless atmosphere of the Craig household, and allow Russell luxuriously lingering moments of assessment in Harriet's laser-like scrutiny of a room's every detail upon entry, or appraising the nuances of observed interactions among others. Among the subplots common to both versions is that of widow-next-door Mrs. Frazier, who dotes on her rose garden and grandson with the cheer and enthusiasm absent from the drill-sergeant precision with which Harriet fusses over her home and furnishings, and Arzner effectively exploits the contrast between the life-affirming attention of one and the worship of material possessions of the other. Note: Hollywood lore has it that art director Stephen Goosson's contributions were considered unsatisfactory by Arzner, who quietly recruited actor-turned-interior-designer William Haines to supplant them. At the start of his second career, the job that put Haines's design business on the map was that of redoing the Brentwood home of old MGM buddy Joan Crawford. More Hollywood lore is that Haines repeated the task, again uncredited, on the next film adaptation. Harriet Craig (Dir: Vincent Sherman) - The post-war (and post-Oscar) Crawford was moving into her grande dame/gargoyle period at this point in her career, characterized by domineering roles played with mannered calculation in severe makeup and hair styles.  Long past the freshness and vitality of her MGM years, this mode suits her portrayal of Harriet, who's all about appearance, artifice and imposition of her personal standards. Crawford's Harriet goes far beyond Russell's dominant trait of icy superiority in service to self-interest, and will use any device to achieve her ends, from coquettishness to browbeating, employing extravagant self-pity, helplessness and what is now called concern trolling along the way. Crawford's performance mirrors this Harriet's whatever-it-takes resourcefulness, bringing to bear all the tricks of the trade picked up from 25 years before the cameras. And where Russell's motivation is one she considers to be self-protection, or when arrogantly extended to others, as for their own good, such as when counseling a niece against a marriage she regards as unsuitable, Crawford's Harriet is an out-and-out vandal and villain, not above the most slanderous fabrications about the niece's sweetheart and even her own husband out of pure selfishness, leaving Russell's misguided scheming and lies by omission in the shade. As Walter, Wendell Corey, quite removed from Boles's stoic reserve, is a genially unconcerned and almost boyish goof who focuses to the exclusion of all else - save for the occasional rowdy poker night with friends - on his work as an electronics engineer, and on Harriet. His climactic revelation is expressed with openly visceral disgust and defiance, and throughout, Corey has never been better. Together, director Sherman and veteran cinematographer Joseph Walker (only two years from retirement after over twenty behind the camera) go in for flamboyantly rich melodrama in both mood and look. Notice, for example, the carefully focused keylight illuminating Crawford precisely from eyes to jawline, below: In this shot, she had begun in a standing position with an equally precise keylight, and when she kneels, she skillfully moves out of one and into the other, with aim as dead-on as that of a sharpshooter. The film is filled with such special attention to detail, and Crawford never misses a mark by even a fraction of an inch. As I said, tricks of the trade, and director, photographer and star were all experts at employing them. Ultimately, Crawford's Harriet presents as the more passionate woman, governed more by instinct and impulse than Russell's compulsive, stick-to-the-plan, balance-sheet calculator, however misdirected and self destructive the machinations of each prove. At their respective denouements, however, a curious reversal occurs between the two: realizing the personal cost of her tendencies, Russell's Harriet tearfully becomes open to human feeling, if too late; Crawford's, striding purposefully up her grand staircase at the fadeout, may have finally become shut off from it. In conclusion, then: two divergent realizations of one story and set of characters; the first featuring a novice leading lady in unexplored territory; the second a showcase crafted for a seasoned pro in a role perhaps closer to her offscreen persona than any other; each exhibiting its own tone and attractions; the success of each depending on one's tastes. And considered together, an educational study for anyone keen to comparative analysis.
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