DIRTY
HARRY, THE OUTLAW JOSEY WALES AND PALE RIDER
WILL BE
AVAILABLE FOR THE FIRST TIME IN 4K RESOLUTION WITH
HIGH
DYNAMIC RANGE (HDR)
Cinema Retro has received the following press release from Warner Bros. Discovery Home Entertainment
Burbank, Calif., March 5, 2025– Three films from
legendary filmmaker Clint Eastwood – Dirty Harry, The Outlaw Josey
Wales and Pale Rider (40th anniversary), will be
released for the first time on 4K Ultra HD and Digital on April 29.
2021 marked the 50th year of Clint Eastwood’s
partnership with Warner Bros., which began in 1971 with the release of Dirty
Harry. Over the course of his remarkable career, Eastwood, a 4-time Academy
Award winner, has received a number of lifetime and career achievement honors,
including the Motion Picture Academy’s Irving Thalberg Memorial Award and the
Hollywood Foreign Press Association’s Cecil B. DeMille Award. He has also
garnered tributes from the Directors Guild of America, the Producers Guild of
America, the Screen Actors Guild, the American Film Institute, the Film Society
of Lincoln Center, the French Film Society, the National Board of Review, and
the Henry Mancini Institute. He is also the recipient of a Kennedy Center
Honor, the California Governor’s Award for the Arts, and France’s Commandeur de
la Legion d’honneur.
About the films:
DIRTY HARRY - 1971
Academy Award winner Clint Eastwood stars as
no-holds-barred San Francisco cop Dirty Harry Callahan in this action thriller
that began an action franchise. When detective Harry Callahan is assigned to
pay extortion money to a serial murderer, the payoff goes wrong. Now with the
life of a 14-year-old girl at stake, Callahan refuses to allow
anything--including the law--to keep him from stopping the killer.
The film is directed by Don Siegel. The screenplay is by
Harry Julian Fink, R.M. Fink, and Dean Riesner from a story by Harry Julian
Fink and R.M. Fink. The film is produced by Don Siegel. Dirty Harry
stars Clint Eastwood, Andy Robinson, Harry Guardino, Reni Santoni, and John
Vernon.
Dirty Harry was selected in 2008 by Empire as
one of The 500 Greatest Movies of All Time. The film was ranked No. 41 on
the American Film Institute’s 100 Years ... 100 Thrills, a list of
America's most heart-pounding movies, and Harry Callahan was selected as the
17th greatest movie hero on 100 Years ... 100 Heroes & Villains. The
movie's famous quote "You've got to ask yourself one question: 'Do I feel
lucky?' Well, do ya, punk?" was ranked 51st on 100 Years ... 100
Movie Quotes.
In February 2025, the 4K remaster of the film premiered
at the Berlinale Film Festival as part of the Berlinale Classics program
which showcases digitally restored film classics.
Dirty Harry 4K UHD contains the following new and
previously released special features:
Commentary by Richard Schickel
“Generations and Dirty Harry” - NEW
Lensing Justice: The Cinematography of Dirty Harry - NEW
American Masters Career Retrospective: “Clint Eastwood:
Out of the Shadows”
“Clint Eastwood: The Man from Malpaso”
“Clint Eastwood: A Cinematic Legacy – Fighting for
Justice”
Interview Gallery: Patricia Clarkson, Joel Cox, Clint
Eastwood, Hal Holbrook, Evan Kim, John Milius, Ted Post, Andy Robinson’ Arnold
Schwarzenegger, Robert Urich.
Academy Award winner Clint Eastwood stars in and directs
this fast-paced Western about the fight for vengeance by a Missouri farmer
whose family is murdered in the last days of the United States' Civil War.
The film is directed by Clint Eastwood. The screenplay is
by Phil Kaufman and Sonia Chernus and is based on the novel “Gone to Texas” by
Forrest Carter. The film is produced by Robert Daly. The Outlaw
Josey Wales stars Clint Eastwood, Chief Dan George, Sondra Locke, Bill
McKinney, and John Vernon.
The Outlaw Josey Wales was nominated for
the Academy Award for Original Music Score. In 1996, it was deemed
"culturally, historically, or aesthetically significant" by the
United States Library of Congress and selected for preservation in
the National Film Registry.
The Outlaw Josey Wales 4K UHD contains the following
new and previously released special features:
Commentary by Richard Schickel
“An Outlaw and an Antihero” - NEW
“The Cinematography of and Outlaw: Crafting Josie Wales”
- NEW
“Clint Eastwood’s West”
“Eastwood in Action”
“Hell Hath No Fury: The Making of The Outlaw Josey Wales”
“Clint Eastwood: A Cinematic Legacy – Reinventing the
West”
With 1985's Pale Rider, Clint Eastwood returned to the
western genre with a vengeance as the movie became the highest grossing western
of that decade. Eastwood, who also directed the hit film, plays a nameless
stranger who rides into a small California gold rush town (and becomes known as
the "Preacher") where he finds himself in the middle of a feud
between a mining syndicate and a group of independent prospectors.
The film is produced and directed by Clint Eastwood and
written by Michael Butler and Dennis Shryack. The film stars Clint
Eastwood, Michael Moriarty, Carrie Snodgress, Christopher Penn, Richard Dysart,
Sydney Penny, Richard Kiel, Doug McGrath, and John Russell.
Pale Rider 4K UHD contains the following new and
previously released special features:
“The Diary of Sydney Penny: Lessons from the Set” - NEW
“Painting the Preacher: Bruce Surtees and Pale Rider” -
NEW
“Clint Eastwood: A Cinematic Legacy – Reinventing
Westerns”
John Wayne made three movies with Marlene Dietrich
between 1940 and 1942: “Seven Sinners” (1940), “The Spoilers” (1942) and “Pittsburgh”
(1942); the latter two also featured Randolph Scott. The years between 1940 and
the end of World War II were interesting for all three stars. The Duke and
Scott’s star status was rising, while Dietrich reached the peak of her star
power. Dietrich was already a superstar, having left Germany for Hollywood in
1930 and rising to become the highest paid actress in Hollywood. During this
period the Duke often received second or third billing after bigger names like
Dietrich and Scott which was the case in these three releases by Universal
Pictures available on Blu-ray via Kino Lorber.
First up is “Seven Sinners” from 1940 which is,
in my opinion, the best of the three films. It opens with the classic Universal
logo followed by a bar fight playing out behind the opening credits. Dietrich plays
Bijou, a sexy cabaret singer traveling from island to island in the south
Pacific on the eve of America’s involvement in WWII. She gets deported by the
ruling governor general for suspicion of prostitution and ends up on a ship
heading out to a new island. There she is joined by an assortment of riffraff,
grifters and con artists.
Bijou ends up on the fictional island of Boni
Komba and finds work at a bar named Seven Sinners. A U.S. Navy Lieutenant named
Dan, played by the Duke, catches her eye while she performs a spicey cabaret
number in which she’s wearing a tailored U.S. Navy style dress jacket, trousers
and hat while singing to a crowd of sailors. Samuel S. Hinds plays the American
island Governor who warns Dan of the dangers of romancing Bijou. She’s followed
around by Little Ned, played by Broderick Crawford, and con artist/magician
Tony, played by Billy Gilbert. Bijou also has a rival for her affection, Antro,
played by Oscar Homolka. “Seven Sinners” is clearly Dietrich’s film and she’s
terrific in it.
Marlene Dietrich had a very successful movie
career in both Germany and in the United States. Born on 27 December 1901 in
what is now Berlin, Germany, she got her start as a cabaret singer in the 1920s
which soon led to parts in silent movies. Her breakthrough was in Josef Von
Sternberg’s “The Blue Angel” where she played a seductive cabaret singer. Von Sternberg
brought her to Hollywood where she rose to become the biggest female star in
Hollywood. She co-starred with James Stewart in one of her greatest roles,
“Destry Rides Again” in 1939. She became a United States citizen and supported
the troops throughout WWII touring with the USO. Her entertainment career
peaked during the war and she made just a few movies in the 50s and 60s until
her death on 6 May 1992 in Paris.
While she remained married to Rudolf Sieber
until her death, it was a marriage in name only as she became notorious for her
very public affairs including speculation that The Duke became one of her romantic
partners. Known for playing cabaret singers and saloon girls, Dietrich’s film
highlights include “The Blue Angel” and “Morocco” (with Gary Cooper), both
directed by Von Sternberg, “No Highway in the Sky” again with Stewart, Billy
Wilder’s “A Foreign Affair” and “Witness for the Prosecution,” Alfred
Hitchcock’s “Stage Fright,” Orson Welles’ “Touch of Evil” with Charlton Heston,
and Stanley Kramer’s “Judgment at Nuremberg.” She also appeared in a cameo role
along with many Hollywood stars of the era in “Around the World in 80 Days.”
Her final two films were “Paris When it Sizzles” in 1964 and “Just a Gigolo” in
1978.
The film was directed by Tay Garnet, a World War
I aviator who started working in Hollywood in 1920 as a writer, directed many films
including “My Favorite Spy” with Bob Hope, “Bataan” with Robert Taylor, “The
Postman Always Rings Twice” with Lana Turner and John Garfield, “A Connecticut
Yankee in King Arthur’s Court” with Bing Crosby and dozens of television
episodes throughout the 50s and 60s, returning to feature films in the early 70s.
He also appeared uncredited in several of his movies including this one.
The Universal release made its way to theaters
in October of 1940. The movie is a light comedy playing out over 87 breezy
minutes. The movie looks very nice indeed on this Blu-ray edition by Kino
Lorber on a disc which includes an informative and entertaining audio
commentary track by David Del Valle and C. Courtney Joyner. While there has
been much speculation over the years over whether Dietrich and the Duke had a
fling, Del Valle downplays this as speculation and doubts the rumors were true.
The disc also includes the trailer for “Seven Sinners” and seven other Kino Lorber
releases. Highly recommended.
Next up is “The Spoilers”, which finds Dietrich
and the Duke in Nome, Alaska during the gold rush of 1900. This time they’re
joined by Randolph Scott in a rare bad guy role in a tale where most everyone in
the movie is bad except for Duke, Harry Cary and Dietrich. Based on the bestselling
novel by Rex Beach, the Duke plays Roy Glennister, a gold mining prospector. He
and his partner, Dextry (Harry Carey), team up with saloon girl Cherry Malotte
(Marlene Dietrich). They’re forced to protect their claim against the crooked
commissioner Alexander McNamara, played by Randolph Scott.
“The Spoilers” is a pseudo western taking place
in the Klondike and it comes with all the trappings of a traditional western
such as saloon fights, gun fights, horses, saloon girls and cowboys. “The Spoilers”
has the distinction of being the only John Wayne movie where the Duke is dressed
in women’s clothes and also the only time he appears in black face. It also has
one of the longest fight scenes ever filmed at almost four minutes between the
Duke and Scott.
Familiar faces on hand include Samuel S. Hinds
as Judge Horace Stillman, Russell Simpson as Flapjack Sims and Margaret Lindsay
as Helen Chester. The movie was directed by Ray Enright, who started work in
Hollywood as a teenager in 1913, served in the Signal Corps during WWI, and
working his way up as an editor, writer and director making dozens of feature
films through the mid-1950s.
Randolph Scott was born on 23 January 1898 in
Orange County, Virginia, and raised in Charlotte, North Carolina. He served as
an aviator during WWI in France, later played college football and after
graduating, caught the acting bug and moved to California where he eventually
received a contract at Paramount in 1929. Throughout the 1930s and 1940s, Scott
appeared in everything from comedies to dramas and adventure movies. In the
late 1940s he cemented his status as one of the most popular stars of westerns,
a genre he worked in almost exclusively starting in the late 1940s. He
especially shined in the seven westerns directed by Budd Boetticher starting
with “7 Men from Now” in 1956. Becoming one of the biggest box office draws of
the 1950s and early 60s, Scott retired from acting after the 1962 release of
the classic, “Ride the High Country” directed by Sam Peckinpah. A
multimillionaire due to his skilled investments, he lived in retirement with
his second wife until his death in 1987.
Released in June of 1942, the Universal release has
an 87-minute running time. The film looks and sounds very nice on this Blu-ray
release. Extras include an image gallery, trailers for this movie and seven
other Kino Lorber releases as well as an informative audio commentary by Toby
Roan where he shares lots of information about the production, such as this
being the fourth movie version of the Beach novel with another made in 1955 all
titled, what else, “The Spoilers.” A popular story indeed. The movie is the
least of the three Wayne and Dietrich films, but it’s a good rainy afternoon flick.
For my money, a better movie with a similar setting and subject is “North to
Alaska” also featuring the Duke.
The third Wayne and Dietrich pairing is “Pittsburgh”
which is not only the nickname of the Duke, but also the location of this 1942
release which takes place in the years leading up to WWII. The contemporary
drama (at the time) tells the story of two friends and the woman who comes
between them. The film opens at the start of America’s entry into WWII with
coal and iron works tycoons rallying the civilian workforce as military fighter
aircraft fly overhead. The movie flashes back to the two leads pushing a coal
cart in a mine shaft. The story follows the rise, fall and rise again of
Pittsburgh and his friendship with Scott and Dietrich.
Marlene Dietrich is Josie Winters who is known
by her nickname Hunky because she was raised in the Pennsylvania coal mining
region where the movie takes place. She meets up with Cash Evens (Randolph
Scott) and Pittsburgh Markham (Duke) while out on the town. Cash and Pittsburgh
head into a theater advertising a $100 in gold prize (about $1800 in today’s
dollars) to anyone able to knock out “Killer Kane.” A fight breaks out in the
theater with Cash and Pittsburgh making a getaway. The movie takes a turn away
from the comedy of the first act to more serious drama as a coal mining cave in
results in Josie joining Cash and Pittsburgh in rescuing their friend, “Doc”
Powers (Frank Craven).
The Doc is a genius when it comes to finding
different uses for coal from plastics to life saving medical applications.
Teaming up with Doc Powers, Cash and Pittsburgh form a corporation and with
Josie they start their rise to the top. Their main investor is the wealthy steel
magnet Morgan Prentis (Samuel S. Hinds) who also happens to have a pretty daughter,
Shannon Prentiss (Louis Allbritton), who catches the eye of Pittsburgh. He
marries Shannon for upward mobility rather than love and forgets his friends
and the many promises he made along the way.
Pittsburgh’s rise, fall and rise again are the
core of the story as we follow him in his journey. Pittsburgh becomes a better
man as the film comes to its hopeful conclusion assisting with the war effort.
Walking arm in arm with Scott and Dietrich, Pittsburgh provides the final line,
“I love you Cash. So help me, I love you.”
The
Duke is the lead here and he acquits himself quite well in a role that moves
from comedy to drama. Marion Morrison was born on 26 May 1907 in Winterset
Iowa. Known as “Duke” Morrison, his family moved to Southern California where
Duke entered college on a football scholarship from 1925 to 1927. Tom Mix
helped get Duke a summer job as a prop man in Hollywood where he eventually met
John Ford. The Duke appeared in over 70 low budget movies in the 1930s, mostly
westerns billed as John Wayne, until his breakthrough role in the 1939 classic
“Stagecoach.” His star rose in the 1940s where he remained a top box office star
into the 1970s and he remains a legend to this day.
The film was directed by Lewis Seiler, who
helmed dozens of movies from the silent era until he retired in 1959. He is
best remembered for his gangster movies and one of the best war movies made
during the WWII, “Guadalcanal Diary” in 1943.
The Universal release comes in at 92-minutes and
was released in December 1942, a full year into America’s entry into WWII. The
movie contains the typical propaganda of the time, specifically in the American
steel and coal industries, and veers from straight drama to comedy. Shemp
Howard of The Three Stooges fame makes a cameo as a tailor in the first part of
the movie. The Kino Lorber release looks very good and the movie has an
impresive performance by The Duke. The disc includes an image gallery and the
trailers for this and seven other Kino Lorber releases.
All three Kino Lorber
releases are in black and white and offer The Duke in three films pairing him
with Marlene Dietrich. The Duke is second and third billed here, but is a
standout in all three. While not the classics like many John Wayne films that
followed, these three movies are enjoyable and recommended, with “Seven Sinners” being the
best of the three.
In 1958, Esther Williams was struggling to save her
career. The era of the Technicolor “aquatic musical,” that had made her a big
star at Metro Goldwyn Mayer for so many years, was over. After MGM let her go, she
signed up with Universal-International to make more dramatic films sans water
ballet. Her first outing with UI was “The Unguarded Moment” (1955), co-starring
George Nader. It told the story of a high school teacher sexually assaulted by
a student. It had nary a swimming pool in sight, but flopped, for various other
reasons too numerous to mention here. (See my review of that film here on
Cinema Retro). For her next film she put a toe back in the water with “Raw Wind
in Eden” (1958), which was shot on location on an island off the Tuscan Coast.
It had a swimming scene (without musical choreography), but it was another box
office disaster. NY Times movie critic Bosley Crowther said it looked like “the
producers lost the script and went right on shooting without it, making it up
as they went along.” It was the end of her relationship with Universal.
“Raw Wind in Eden”’s script was written by the
husband/wife team of Richard and Elizabeth Wilson (“Invitation to a Gunfighter”
(1964)) and follows the misadventures of a fashion model named Laura. I have to
stop here and note that after a thorough screening of the film and an AI search
of the internet I can’t find any mention of Laura’s last name. Apparently, the
screenwriters didn’t bother to give her one. Anyway, what we do know about her
is that besides being a fashion model she’s also having an affair with some
rich married guy, who seems reluctant to ask his wife for a divorce. So, fed up
with him, she decides to fly off with one of her boyfriend’s playboy friends, a
guy named Wally Drucker (Carlos Thompson), who owns a plane. Their intention is
to fly to where there is a big party being held on a yacht owned by one of
Wally’s friends. Instead they crash into
an island in the Mediterranean where three people live by themselves: a
mysterious man named Michael Moore (Jeff Chandler), an older man named Urbano
Verno (Eduardo de Felippo), and his daughter, Costanza Verano (Rosanna
Podesto). Laura is unhurt in the crash, but Wally is injured. Moore, a former
World War II medic, patches him up.
Moore tells the new arrivals that it could take as long
as five weeks before any help arrives to take them off the island. Of course,
during that time various romantic relationships develop. Drucker gets
interested in Costanza, and Laura finds the reclusive Moore of interest. In a
strange development it turns out that there’s another guy on a nearby island,
Gavino (Nik Battaglia), who wants to marry Costanza. Every so often he rides
his power boat to the island and fires a few shots, then turns around when
Moore fires back at him. Believe me, it’s all pretty lame.
There is a mystery at the core of this goofiness. Who is
Michael Moore and why is he living in seclusion on a Mediterranean island? And
why did he scuttle the yacht that brought him here? The solution is provided at
the end, but you’ll be unlikely to care much by then.
This is not to say that there isn’t entertainment to be
found on Kino Lorber’s Blu-Ray edition of “Raw Wind in Eden.” First, of course,
there is Esther wearing outfits suitable for the tropical climate and having a
last cinematic swim. She was still in great shape. But the real gems are to be
found in the audio commentary provided on a separate audio channel by film
historian David Del Valle and movie historian/filmmaker Daniel Kremer. Perhaps
the highlight of their conversation is their discussion of Esther Williams’
claim in her autobiography that her co-star Jeff Chandler was a cross-dresser.
She had an affair with him during the filming of “Raw Wind in Eden” and claimed
that he liked to wear her dresses. Del Valle and Kremer strongly doubted there
was any truth to that accusation. Del Valle says he thought it was very cruel of
her to put that in her book, even if it was true. He said that Jane Russell who
had costarred with Chandler in “Foxfire” (1955) said she had never heard
anything about that. But according to Del Valle, Williams’ autobiography
contains many such accusations against the men she worked with on and off the
screen— including Johnny Weissmuller, who played Tarzan of the Apes! What? Come
on, now! Cheetah never said anything about that.
There are a lot of other insights and stories about what
happened behind the scenes during filming that you’ll probably enjoy more than
the film itself—especially if your one of the many surviving Esther Williams
fans out there. Restored from a 2K Master, the movie looks good in vibrant
Technicolor and widescreen. Also included are over half a dozen previews for
other Williams and Chandler films. If you’re looking for a film with a good
plot and believable characters, this one is probably not for you. But if you
want to relax and enjoy the sheer nuttiness of it all, and at the same time
experience a period of time when one kind of moviemaking was fading and another
kind was moving in, you could do worse.
Paramount Scares Volume 2 4K UHD is a
new box set from Paramount that contains four thrillers, coming on the heels of
last year’s release of Volume One. One of the titles is brilliant, one of them is
damn good, one of them is so-so, and one of them is…well, meh…
Breakdown (1997)
Kurt Russell and the late great character
actor J.T. Walsh have shared the screen multiples times together, specifically
in Robert Towne’s Tequila Sunrise (1989), Ron Howard’s Backdraft
(1991), and Stuart Baird’s Executive Decision (1994). In Jonathan
Mostow’s Breakdown, they have formed their final and most gripping
pairing to date.
Breakdown is a real surprise and a masterpiece of tension. To
disclose the plot would destroy what I found to be an utterly nail-biting
motion picture experience, which is something I do not think I have ever truly
experienced. There are some spoilers ahead, so non-viewers please tread
lightly. There is such an overwhelming sense of menace and peril in Breakdown
that it almost becomes a cruel experiment in fear. For a first-time directing
job by Mr. Mostow, who previously scripted the Michael Douglas/David Fincher
film The Game (1997), Breakdown is awe-inspiring. The opening
credits sequence alone is imaginative and appropriate to the story, utilizing
animation to simultaneously represent a mesh of cartographic interstates and
what could also be construed as cerebral arteries. The film’s title is a double
meaning. Kurt Russell and Kathleen Quinlan are Jeff and Amy Taylor, a
forty-something married couple moving from New England to San Diego, California
in a brand-new Jeep Grand Cherokee Laredo SUV. On their way driving through the
empty plains of the Midwest, Jeff is momentarily distracted reaching for his
thermos and just misses crashing into a mud caked Ford F150 pick-up driven by a
large man who shouts obscenities. An unfortunate encounter ensues later when
the man castigates Jeff while refueling. Speeding away, the new Jeep suffers an
electrical difficulty and Jeff and Amy find themselves stranded in a place
befitting of an Alfred Hitchcock thriller. The Ford truck speeds by, cheerfully
acknowledging the couple’s plight with a long horn blow leading to a brief and
tense stand-off which is alleviated by the arrival of Red Barr, a truck driver
(the late great J.T. Walsh) who offers to give Amy a ride to Belle’s Diner some
miles down the road to call road service (his CB blew a fuse earlier and is
non-functioning). When she accepts, Jeff waits…and waits…and discovers an
unplugged wire in the Jeep’s undercarriage.
Normally, I would call out Amy’s foolishness
for accepting such a ride as a woman her age should know the dangers of
hitch-hiking, however New Englanders routinely give rides to one another, and
this plot point helps explain her action. Jeff makes his way to the diner and
all the patrons and owner (a terrific turn by character actor Jack McGee) do
not recall seeing her, except for a mildly slow co-worker in the parking lot.
This puts into motion a high level of suspense as Jeff’s cell phone fails to
get decent service while he rushes to find his wife. It turns out that Jeff and
Amy have been pegged for financial embezzlement by Red, Earl (M.C. Gainey as
the Ford driver), Billy (Jack Noseworthy, the “slow” diner worker), and Al (the
late Rich Brinkley), a husky accomplice. Rex Linn of TV’s Better Call Saul
is also on hand as a police officer who offers Jeff some recourse.
Breakdown, which opened on Friday, May 2, 1997, might appear to be
an action film, but it is more of a thriller with some action sequences. It has
been a longtime indeed since this level of suspense has seen the light of day
on the silver screen. It is so good, in fact, that it feels like a Seventies
film made in the Nineties. It is amazing that it was not the blockbuster that
it deserved to be. Poor marketing perhaps?
Shooting in the 2.35:1 Panavision ratio, Mr.
Mostow has created a plausible scenario replete with four of the most
frightening villains seen of late. They certainly give Bill McKinney and
Herbert "Cowboy" Coward, the mountain men in Deliverance
(1972), a run for their money. J. T. Walsh, who unfortunately passed away not
too long after this film was released (his death is a real loss to the film
world), appears in one of the best performances of his sterling and memorable
career: a purely evil man who doubles as an everyday Joe who loves his wife and
son (Moira Harris and Vincent Berry, respectively) but commits terrible acts
for money. You get the feeling that these monsters have been doing what they do
for a long time, although there were moments wherein I thought a double-cross
would transpire among them. They all appear to be loyal to one another, making
me wonder how these guys ended up together in the first place. The supporting
cast all do a phenomenal job as well.
Breakdown’s plot is by no means original. This type of story
depicting a person who goes missing has been told over many decades: Robert
Fuest's And Soon the Darkness (1970), Philip Leacock's television film Dying
Room Only (1973), and, in particular, George Sluizer’s icy 1988
Dutch/French character study Spoorloos, known in the States as The
Vanishing. Breakdown succeeds for the same reason that Steven
Spielberg's Duel (1971) does (though Duel is more cinematic): it
takes two ordinary human beings and thrusts them into a horrendous situation
they would never have any reason to suspect they would ever be a part of. That
is not to say that the film does not have a few convenient plot devices, but
even when it does, they can be forgiven.
Kurt Russell is perfectly cast. I loved him
as Snake Plissken in John Carpenter’s Escape From New York (1981) and as
MacReady in John Carpenter’s The Thing (1982). He is an amazing and
criminally underrated actor. The look of terror and fear on his face is
complete and real. Some reviews have criticized the film’s ending, but for me
it is a much needed and deserving money shot and a relief; it makes me wonder
the future of the people sitting in the final frame.
Supplements:
A feature-length audio commentary with the
director and Kurt Russell. If you have ever heard any of the previous
commentaries that Mr. Russell has been involved with, specifically with
director John Carpenter on Escape from New York (1981) and The Thing
(1982), you know that he is one of the most entertaining people to listen to.
He also has a phenomenal laugh and chuckles through most of the film, even
making fun of Jeffrey! Hilarious. They speak about Dino DeLaurentiis; having
gotten cinematographer Doug Milsom who worked on four films with Stanley
Kubrick; Mr. Russell imitating Dennis Weaver in Duel (“You can’t catch
me on the grade!”); the director discussing how he wrote a role for Morgan
Freeman as a character whose wife was kidnapped and teams up with Jeffrey, the
idea later wisely written out of the script; Roger Ebert criticized the bank
scene, but the commentary states that they were rushed to get it done on the
location but I think it works just fine. Overall, a truly fun and entertaining
listen and easily the best extra.
Filmmaker Focus - Jonathan Mostow
(10:45) – This piece is a spotlight on the director that highlights much of
what was said during the commentary.
Victory is Hers: Kathleen Quinlan on
Breakdown (4:22) – I was so happy to see Kathleen Quinlan included
in this edition and she discusses some of her experiences making the film.
A Brilliant Partnership: Martha De Laurentiis
on Breakdown (8:18) – This is a piece dedicated to one of
the producers of the film. Mrs. De Laurentiis worked with her late husband,
Dino, on the film and this is a look at their partnership.
This collection contains both a Blu-ray and a
4K UHD disc of this film and they both look stunning on both formats, light
years ahead of the VHS, laserdisc, and DVD transfers of just over 25 years ago.
Kino Lorber will release a 4K UHD edition of Don Siegel's "Two Mules for Sister Sara" starring Clint Eastwood and Shirley MacLaine. Here are the details:
Product Description
From Don Siegel, the legendary director
of Invasion of the Body Snatchers, Coogan’s Bluff, Dirty Harry, Charley
Varrick, The Shootist and Escape from Alcatraz, comes this classic
western starring screen legends Clint Eastwood (The Good, the Bad and
the Ugly, High Plains Drifter) and Shirley MacLaine (Sweet Charity, Irma
La Douce). Eastwood is a hard-hitting drifter who rides into town and
single-handedly rescues a local nun (MacLaine) from a gang of bandits.
After meeting a band of Mexican revolutionaries bent on resisting the
French occupation of Mexico, the cowboy and Sister Sara decide to join
forces with the freedom fighters and set off on a deadly mission to
capture the enemy’s garrison. But along the way, a steamy romance
develops between them when the soft-spoken hero discovers the nun is not
what she seems. Ending with a violent climax at the well-protected
fort, this action-packed western classic cemented Eastwood’s status as a
true cinematic superstar. Featuring a masterful score by the great
Ennio Morricone (A Fistful of Dollars).
Special Features:
DISC 1 (4KUHD):
• Brand New HDR/Dolby Vision Master (International Cut) – From a 4K Scan of the 35mm Original Camera Negative • NEW Audio Commentary for by Author and Film Historian Justin Humphreys • Audio Commentary by Filmmaker Alex Cox, Author of 10,000 Ways to Die: A Director's Take on the Italian Western • At Home with Clint: Vintage Candid Interview with Clint Eastwood • Poster and Image Gallery • 5.1 Surround and Lossless 2.0 Audio • Triple-Layered UHD100 Disc • Optional English Subtitles
DISC 2 (BLU-RAY):
• 2020 4K Restoration of the Domestic Cut • Radio Spots • TV Spots • Theatrical Trailer • 10 More Clint Eastwood Trailers • 5.1 Surround and Lossless 2.0 Audio • Dual-Layered BD50 Disc • Optional English Subtitles
Now in its 38th year, Bologna’s ‘Il Cinema
Ritrovato’ (Cinema Restored) is one of the greatest festivals in the world for
movie lovers. With around 500 features, shorts, talks and masterclasses taking
place across the city over ten days, it’s a festival schedule to suit all tastes.
The festival is organized by the Cineteca Bologna, and the focus on restored
cinema is due to the fact that Bologna’s L’immagine Ritrovato is one of the
world’s leading film restoration centres. I was fortunate enough to attend the
festival for the full week, and here is a brief report on some of my
highlights:
Amongst the brand-new restorations I saw were classics
including Tokyo Drifter (1966), Sugarland Express (1974), Pat
Garrett and Billy the Kid (1973) (introduced by its editor Roger
Spottiswoode, who was involved in restoring Sam Peckinpah’s originally intended
edit) and Demetrius and the Gladiators (1954, in a restoration sponsored
by Spielberg and Scorsese). The Blue Angel (1930), Witness for the Prosecution
(1957) and Destry Rides Again (1939) were part of the Marlene Dietrich
programme and were all excellent. There were also a number of
director-introduced screenings, including the classic French/ Belgian horror Daughters
of Darkness (1971), where Harry Kümel paid tribute to its star Delphine
Seyrig. Stephanie Rothman gave a career talk for an hour and also introduced
two of her independently-produced films, The Working Girls (1974) and Group
Marriage (1973), the latter a delightfully witty and surprising
relationship comedy that was extremely progressive for its time. Revered
Italian director Mario Bellocchio also gave a talk and introduced his
little-seen political thriller Slap the Monster on Page One (1972),
which gives Gian Maria Volente a terrific role as a newspaper editor in the
middle of the communist vs fascist terrorism of early 1970s Italy. Wim Wenders
was on hand to introduce some of his films, including a screening of Paris,
Texas (1984) on the big open air screen in the Piazza Maggiore, and to
round the festival off Damien Chazelle, whose filmography reveals a love for
classic cinema, introduced The Umbrellas of Cherbourg (1964), his
all-time favourite film (and now one of mine), and on the last night they
screened his latest, a love-letter to Hollywood, Babylon (2023).
(Pat Garrett and Billy the Kid)
If you want to come to the festival to learn, there’s a
documentary strand where I was able to see the new Martin Scorsese-presented Made
in England: The Films of Powell and Pressburger (2024) which is just as
much about him as it is about them, and also many in-depth talks on how some of
the new restorations were actually achieved, including Amadeus (1984)
and the aforementioned The Umbrellas of Cherbourg and Pat Garrett and
Billy the Kid.
The festival also has a lot of emphasis on silent cinema,
so I was fortunate enough to see Quo Vadis? (1924), He Who Gets
Slapped (1924), the French serial Judex (1916), some early Laurel
and Hardy and some programmes of early newsreels, all accompanied by live
musicians, including one impressive pianist who could play the accordion at the
same time. In honour of the great composer Carl Davis, who passed away
recently, his score for the silent western melodrama The Wind (1927) was
performed in the Piazza by a full orchestra, the Conservatorio G.B. Martini di
Bologna, and was an incredible experience. The absolute highlight for me
however was a screening of the, up until now, rare Incredibly rare Georgian
absurdist masterpiece Chemi Bebia (1929), accompanied by the Finnish
experimental trio Cleaning Women using mainly homemade instruments. The film is
amazing, and one hopes that these festival screenings will lead to a wider
rediscovery. Combined with the intense live score and screened in the beautiful
art deco cinema the Modernissimo, this was one of the greatest filmgoing
experiences of my life.
There was also the opportunity to see some original
Technicolor prints, so I was very pleased to catch a slightly worse for wear The
Sting (1973), which in true 35mm style, suffered from a projector
malfunction part of the way through. There was also a packed screening of Singin’
in the Rain (1952), with an audience who were so enthusiastic that they
burst into applause after each musical number, as though we were at the
theatre.
(Made in England)
In fact, it’s also worth mentioning the cinemas
themselves – from the outdoor screenings in the Piazza Maggiore and the former
fleapit the Europa to the widescreen comfort of the Arlecchino and the newly
restored underground Modernissimo, each venue contributes to the unique atmosphere.
The festival is also a fantastic opportunity to meet plenty of other film
lovers for post-film analysis and drinks in Bologna’s bars. I was very pleased
to bump into fellow Cinema Retro scribe Sheldon Hall on more than one
occasion!
If you love cinema and gelato, and you don’t mind the
heat (Bologna in late June is very hot, especially if you’re English), ‘Il
Cinema Ritrovato’ is a must in the annual film festival calendar, and I urge
anyone reading this to book a festival pass next year.
John Ford has always been my favorite director. Winning a
record four Best Directing Oscars (a record yet to be beaten), his films continue
to influence movie fans and filmmakers. My introduction to John Ford happened when
my father, actor Larry J. Blake, took me to a roadshow matinee at the Pantages
Theatre in Hollywood to see Cheyenne Autumn. For a cowboy-crazy kid of
seven, the action between the cavalry and the Indians kept my attention, but it
was seeing Monument Valley for the first time that made the biggest impact on
me. I had never seen such a place. After that matinee, when my friends and I
played cowboys, every tree and bush in my neighborhood stood in for that
amazing landscape.
By the time I was eleven, this budding film historian had
managed to watch ten of Ford’s films on local television stations and John Ford
was my master class in film history.Of
course, it helped that my father, who had worked twice for Ford, would point
out to me how Ford would frame a scene, or, as dad called them, his “Fordian
touches” (i.e., humor, bits of business and the Irish sentimentality).
The mixing of John Ford and Monument Valley in the
cinematic universe was a magical combination. Director John Milus once said
that Ford had a romance with Monument Valley. He was right. While other
filmmakers have filmed in Monument Valley, they never quite captured the
beauty, mystique and grandeur of Ford’s work. He was an artist with a camera,
creating an impressive image in every shot. This is especially true in the
films he made in Monument Valley, from the lone stagecoach making its way past
the buttes, to Henry Fonda bidding goodbye to Clementine as he rides down a
lonely stretch of road, to the cavalry making their way during a
thunderstorm.
In any of the films Ford shot in Monument Valley, the
land became as much a character as any of the actors. In The Searchers
(1956), the land presents the American West as an expansive and isolated
country where only strong, resilient people could survive, be they white
settlers or Indians. The towering buttes dwarf the human characters, not only
creating an unforgettable backdrop, but also reinforcing the theme of the people
struggling to endure in an unforgiving land. Ford’s placement of John Wayne in
this immense landscape only further heightens the character’s isolation and his
being forced to “wander between the winds.”
She Wore a Yellow Ribbon (1949)
marked Ford’s first-time filming in his beloved valley in Technicolor. Before production
began, Ford studied the paintings of Frederic Remington (notably his cavalry
images) and Charles M. Russell. One can see Russell’s color palette reflected
in the film, notably in one scene featuring a line of Indians riding along a
ridge. It is a Russell painting come to life. Knowing every area of Monument
Valley so well, the director picked certain locations to photograph at various
times of the day to bring impressive images to the screen. A perfect example is
the sequence of Ben Johnson being chased by Indians.
Monument Valley continues to attract hundreds of tourists
from all over the world. For many of them, Monument Valley represents the
American West thanks to John Ford’s movies.
(Photo: Michael F. Blake)
Which brings me to my book, The Cavalry Trilogy: John
Ford, John Wayne and the Making of Three Classic Westerns. I have always
been a fan of these films (Fort Apache, She Wore a Yellow Ribbon and Rio
Grande), but was frustrated by the minimal coverage they received in any
Ford biography. Unfortunately, word count and page length are always a writer’s
greatest adversary.
Much like the cavalry coming to the rescue in his movies,
I chose to give Ford’s wonderful trilogy the proper attention they so richly
deserve. (Plus, it was a great excuse to make another visit to Monument
Valley!) Writing about John Ford in The Cavalry Trilogy not only allowed
me to shed light on these classic films, but also to uncover stories that
hadn’t been published before. Kind of made me feel a bit like Indiana Jones –
in Monument Valley.
Life goes from bad to worse for Confederate soldier John
Warner (George Hilton) in the opening half hour of “A Bullet for Sandoval,” a
1970 Spaghetti Western now available on Blu-ray in a Special Edition from VCI
Entertainment. On the eve of battle in Texas, Warner learns that his sweetheart
Rosa has just given birth to their son in plague-ridden Los Cedros, and now is
dying from cholera. Denied authorisation to leave camp, Warner rides off
anyway, incurring a death sentence for desertion. Arriving in Los Cedros with
hopes of marrying Rosa before she dies, he finds no sympathy there either. Rosa
has passed away, and her father Don Pedro Sandoval (Ernest Borgnine), a
powerful grandee who loathes “gringos” in general and Warner in particular, is
infuriated that the soldier has returned. He disowns the baby and drives Warner
and the newborn out of his palatial hacienda.
Fleeing Los Cedros with his son, Warner is rebuffed at
one way-station and then a second when he begs for milk for the infant. The
people at both places are fearful of being infected when they learn that he has
just come from Los Cedros. The weakened, feverish baby dies, and Warner becomes
a vengeful outlaw, assembling a gang of henchmen to raid the settlements that
drove him away when he needed their aid to keep his child alive. Three of the
men—Sam, Lucky, and Priest—are trustworthy. The other three—Morton, One-Eye (“a
sex maniac convicted of raping two little girls”), and Guadalupano—not so much.
Warner comes to enjoy the riches and women that accrue from his new career as a
bandit, but his ultimate target remains Sandoval. In the meantime, Don Pedro and
his fellow cattle barons on the Border convince the Confederate army to help
them pursue and eradicate Warner and his band.
Like most Spaghetti Westerns, “A Bullet for Sandoval” was
an international production with Italian studio backing, a cast of actors from
several countries, outdoor locations in the Spanish desert, and in this case, a
Spanish director (Julio Buchs), and Spanish writers. In the starring role,
George Hilton (born Jorge Hill Acosta y Lara) was an accomplished, darkly
handsome Uruguayan actor who had a thriving career in Italian genre movies but
was largely unknown to U.S. moviegoers. For marquee value in the States, the
producers paired him with Ernest Borgnine as the imperious Don Pedro. Who
didn’t know Ernest Borgnine from “The Wild Bunch,” “Ice Station Zebra,” a
hundred other movies, and “McHale’s Navy”?
With Borgnine’s name prominently displayed on ads, “A
Bullet for Sandoval” was one of several Spaghetti Westerns that opened in the
U.S. in 1970, after the surprise success of “The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly.”
Derided by most critics as violent trash, they were usually relegated to
drive-ins and second-run movie houses. There, they filled a void on
double-bills left by the death of traditional, American-made B-Westerns like
those made a decade before with aging stars like Dana Andrews, Glenn Ford, and Robert
Taylor. Sometimes, ironically, they were paired with the homegrown Spaghetti
imitations that Hollywood studios had begun to produce, like “Two Mules for Sister Sara,”
“Barquero,” “Macho Callahan,” and “El
Condor.”
The critics may have dismissed the genre, but their
opinions were immaterial for the U.S. target audience of young guys in their
teens and early twenties, who welcomed pictures like “A Bullet for Sandoval” on
all-night movie marathons at local drive-ins. At one o’clock in the morning, in
a pleasant stupor of fatigue and beer, few would question the accuracy or
plausibility of a Civil War in which Confederate officers pause their military
campaign to help ranchers chase outlaws. As far as fans were concerned, such
fine points could be argued by history professors, as long as they could rely
on filmmakers like Buchs to deliver a gritty succession of gunfights, chases,
and gorgeous European starlets—in the case of “A Bullet for Sandoval,”
Annabella Incontrera, Mary Paz Pondal, and Paquita Torres—in low-cut peasant
blouses.
VCI Entertainment’s new Special Edition of “A Bullet for
Sandoval” presents the film in a remastered, 4K version from the original
negative, adding the English-dubbed voice track and diligently restoring ten
minutes of footage edited out of the U.S. print in 1970 and consequently, out
of previous American home video releases. As director and enthusiast Alex Cox
suggests in his informative audio commentary for the disc, the movie is better
than its synopsis implies. The script and direction give the story an epic
scope despite a limited budget, culminating in a briskly staged showdown in a
bullfighting arena, and Hilton and Borgnine offer heartfelt performances as the
two antagonists. Relatively rare for a Spaghetti Western, both Warner and Don
Pedro are emotionally damaged characters instead of the cool-cat bounty hunter
and deranged bandido who usually anchor such films.
Cox notes that the grim scenes of Warner and his friends
Lucky and Priest trying to keep Warner’s baby alive in the desert owe an
obvious debt to “Three Godfathers,” John Ford’s 1948 parable of the Nativity
story with horses and six-shooters. Ford was ever the optimist, and the infant
in “Three Godfathers” survives, delivered safely to a Western town called
Jerusalem by outlaw Bob Hightower, played by the indomitable John Wayne.
Warner’s newborn isn’t as fortunate in a world bereft of Christian charity, reflecting
the grim philosophy of the Spaghetti genre where the innocent are as likely to
suffer as the corrupt and the guilty, and often, more likely.
In addition to Alex Cox’s commentary track, the VCI
Special Edition includes the title sequence from the original Spanish version,
titled “Los Desperados,” and the U.S. theatrical trailer. It is an admirably
respectful package for a movie that few would have regarded as anything other
than disposable entertainment five decades ago.
"Young Billy Young" is the kind of film of which it can be said, "They don't make 'em like that anymore". Not because the movie is so exceptional. In fact, it isn't exceptional on any level whatsoever. Rather, it's the sheer ordinariness of the entire production that makes one pine away for an era in which top talent could be attracted to enjoyable, if unremarkable, fare such as this. Such films, especially Westerns, were churned out with workmanlike professionalism to play to undemanding audiences that didn't require mega-budget blockbusters to feel they got their money's worth at the boxoffice. Sadly, such movies have largely gone the way of the dodo bird. In today's film industry, bigger must always be better and mid-range flicks such as are no longer made. However, through streaming services such as ScreenPix, it's possible to still enjoy the simple pleasures that such movies provide. (The Kino Lorber Blu-ray is now out of print.)
The story opens with botched robbery in Mexico committed by Billy Young (Robert Walker) and some cohorts including Jesse (David Carradine). The plan to steal horses from the Mexican military goes awry and Billy is forced to split from his fellow robbers with the army in hot pursuit. Making his way back across the border to New Mexico, he is penniless and desperate. He has a chance encounter with Ben Kane (Robert Mitchum), a tough, sarcastic older man who he encounters again in a nearby town. Here, Billy is being cheated at cards by the local sheriff, who goads him into a gunfight. Billy ends up killing him but stands to be framed for the sheriff's death. He's saved by Ben, who rides along with him to another town where Ben has agreed to take on the job of lawman. Ostensibly he is there to keep order and collect back taxes from deadbeats but in reality, he is on a mission of revenge. Some years before, Ben's son had been gunned down by a criminal named Boone (John Anderson) and Kane has learned that Boone is a presence in the new town and that he is being protected by a local corrupt businessman, John Behan (Jack Kelly). Ben makes his presence known immediately by enforcing the law in a strict manner. He's confronted by Behan, who tries to intimidate him. This results in Behan being slapped around by Kane. Behan also grows to resent the new lawman because he is flirting with his mistress, saloon entertainer Lily Beloit (Angie Dickinson). When Behan abuses her as punishment, he gets another beating from Kane. Meanwhile, Billy runs into Jesse and accuses him of having deserted him in Mexico. The two men fight it out and Jesse is later involved with the accidental shooting of the town's beloved doctor while in the employ of Behan. Kane learns that Jesse is Boone's son and holds him in jail as bait for Boone to come out of hiding. The plan works all too well. Boone turns up with a small army and lays siege to the jailhouse where Kane and Billy are holed up.
"Young Billy Young" was compared to a TV show by New York Times critic Howard Thompson on the basis that it contains so many standard elements of westerns from this time period. There is the bad girl with the heart of gold, the evil business tycoon, the brash young gun and his wiser, older mentor, the heroes outnumbered by superior forces and a lovable old coot (played against type by Paul Fix in full Walter Brennan/Gabby Hayes mode.) Yet somehow it all works very well, thanks mostly to Robert Mitchum's stalwart presence. With his trademark ramrod stiff walk and cool persona, Mitchum tosses off bon mots like a frontier version of 007. Even the Times acknowledged that "Mitchum can do laconic wonders with a good wise-crack". He has considerable chemistry with Dickinson, though the action between the sheets is more implied than shown. Robert Walker Jr. acquits himself well in the title role and David Carradine makes an impression even with limited screen time. The film was directed by Burt Kennedy, an old hand at directing fine westerns in reliable, if not remarkable, style and it all culminates in a rip-snorting shoot-out that is genuinely exciting. The fine supporting cast includes Willis Bouchey, Parley Baer and Deanna Martin (Dino's daughter) in her acting debut. One oddball element to the film: Mitchum croons the title song over the opening credits. If this sounds strange, keep in mind that Mitchum improbably once had a hit album of calypso music.
The film is currently streaming on ScreenPix, which is available to Amazon Prime customers for $2.99 a month.
To
TV fans of a certain age, the acronym ITC instantly invokes memories of spies,
guns, girls, espionage, memorable theme tunes, lush sideburns, flared trousers,
almost continuous smoking, purple flock wallpaper and grand, globe-trotting
adventures.
Actually,
the wide-ranging TV shows made by Lord Lew Grade’s pioneering company have fans
of all ages, with shows like The Saint, The Champions, The Persuaders! and Randall
& Hopkirk (Deceased) (US. My Partner The Ghost) still appearing in
television schedules to this day, nearly 70 years after Grade scored his first
hit in 1955 with The Adventures of Robin Hood.
And
so it’s everyone from grandparents to grandkids who have been tuning in in
their droves to hear ITC Entertains The World, a podcast that celebrates all
things ITC. Fronted by devotees Jaz Wiseman, Al “Smudge” Samujh and Rodney
Marshall, the podcast casts an eye at the output of this much-loved stable,
from whole-series overviews to individual episodes. They also look at the
movies made under the ITC banner (films like Blake Edwards’s The Tamarind Seed and
Peter Sellers’s career-reviving The Return of The Pink Panther).
I
spoke to Rodney Marshall about the podcast and his love of all things 1960s,
starting with the genesis of the podcast.‘Like a lot of podcasts, ours started
in lockdown. Jaz approached me and suggested that we did one based on the
little-known ITC show Gideon’s Way, which I hadn’t actually seen. I watched
them all and thought it was fantastic. You have all those great 1960s guest actors,
the Anton Rodgerses, Peter Bowleses and Annette Andres. I thought the podcast
would be very niche but it proved surprisingly popular.
‘I’ve
known Jaz for a long time through my late father. Jaz interviewed him for lots
of DVD commentaries when The Avengers came out.’ Rodney’s father just happens
to be Roger Marshall, a very familiar name to fans of vintage espionage
television shows. The creator of popular UK dramas like Travelling Man, Zodiac
and Floodtide, Marshall Sr also co-created the highly regarded and influential
private detective show Public Eye in 1965, starring Alfred Burke as
down-at-heel gumshoe Frank Marker.
He
was also a regular contributor of scripts for the likes of The Avengers,
writing 15 episodes of the iconic 1960s series.
After
the success of the Gideon’s Way podcast, they were encouraged to broaden their
scope and cover the entire range of ITC shows, but to do that they needed a new
recruit. ‘We thought that in terms of voices, three is better than two. Jaz got
in touch with his old friend Smudge, who is very much into the history of
Elstree studios, into Hammer films and of course, ITC shows. I think all three
of us bring something different to the podcast. Jaz is into things like music
and titles, Smudge is very into things like directors and direction, talking
about fish-eye lenses and the like. I’m more into the scripts, probably because
of dad.
‘It
was a learning curve for me because these two guys are ITC-mad. They probably
have huge tardis-sized rooms full of all things ITC. If I said to one of them,
“Do you have a copy of the scripts for The Persuaders! that my dad wrote for?”
and they’d probably have three different copies of it.’
We
bemoaned the fact that following the sad demise of the distribution company
Network, it now seems unlikely that long-running shows like The Saint will
receive the BluRay treatment and be discovered anew in pristine condition. It’s
a huge shame since the likes of The Prisoner and Man in a Suitcase have enjoyed
BluRay remastering and look breathtakingly fresh and vibrant as a result.
(L to R: Rodney Marshall, Jaz Wiseman and Al Samujh.)
'Man
in a Suitcase is very much a shared love. I discovered it in the early nineties
when BBC started showing it again during the school holidays. In my early
misguided smoking days, I used to copy McGill’s habit of standing my cigarette
up on the table between puffs. Naturally, I wasn’t able to pull it off with the
same je ne sais quoi as Richard Bradford.
Marshall
is very much an admirer of the US actor. ‘Bradford’s performance is
astonishing. When you put him up against someone like Colin Blakely or
Jacqueline Pearce, Bradford is dynamite. He has an incredibly magnetic
presence. A lot is made of the fact that there was a lot of tension between him
and the actors and stuntmen, but the main directors on the show absolutely
loved him. Peter Duffell who was one of the main directors was our next door
neighbour and one of dad’s mates, and he raved about Bradford.
‘He
may have overdone the Marlon Brando thing; he would race around the set four or
five times in order to look breathless before a take, but he really invested
himself in his performances. Like Patrick McGoohan, he was a lead actor who
wouldn’t take bullshit. If an actor came along and just wanted a quick cheque,
they wouldn’t put up with it. Bernard Lee turned up drunk for an episode of Man
in a Suitcase, and Bradford walked up to him and said, ‘I’m not putting up with
this crap.’ Bernard Lee immediately switched onto acting-mode and suddenly
there were no problems.’
Marshall’s
other great ITC love is one of its earlier hits, Danger Man (or Secret Agent in
the States), a popular and innovative pre-Bond spy series that made a global
star out of Patrick McGoohan. ’I think what kept McGoohan engaged with Danger
Man for so long is the fact that he’s undercover in so many different roles.
One week he might be playing a roaring drunk, the next week he’s a timid
school-teacher in glasses, sending someone into a nervous breakdown by stalking
them! That variety made him feel like he was back in his old rep company in Sheffield.’
Danger
Man was one of several ITC shows that, like ABC’s The Avengers, made the shift
from black and white to colour in the mid sixties, when the US networks made it
mandatory. Marshall however, believes that something was lost after the transition.‘I
still think that The Prisoner, Man in a Suitcase and the amazing Strange Report
aside, the best ITC series are from earlier in the decade like Gideon’s Way,
Danger Man and The Saint, which I much prefer in black and white.
‘I
always felt that when a show went from black and white to colour, you lost a
lot of the subtlety. Take an episode of The Saint like ‘Scorpion’ with Dudley
Sutton, who rides around on a motorbike bumping people off and even tries
strangling his girlfriend. Perhaps its something to do with the shadows, but
you can pull off a kind of darkness in a monochrome episode which doesn’t quite
work in colour. Jaz recorded a DVD commentary for the Avengers episode ‘Town of
No Return’ with Brian Clemens and director Roy Ward Baker, and they both said,
‘you know, black and white is more…real.’
The
podcast casts its net wide to cover not just the big, popular hits but some of
the ITC gems that may have faded from the public consciousness. ‘Man of The
World from 1962 is very interesting, with Craig Stevens from Peter Gunn playing
a photo journalist travelling the world getting himself into scrapes. It
actually started in colour then went back to black and white after its budget
was slashed.’
Intriguingly,
The Sentimental Agent starring Carlos Thompson started off as an episode of Man
of The World. The powers that be were so impressed with Thompson that they span
it out into a whole series. Marshall explains, ‘Carlos was like a continental
Roger Moore, very good looking, very charming, very flirty. But suddenly he
fell ill, and they had to make the rest of the series with this humourless guy
who was none of the above.’
The
podcast, like the work it celebrates, is a labour of love and it’s benefitted
from some Lew Grade-style serendipity that brought exactly the right three
people together to extol the many virtues of a series of entertainments that
are still adored by millions.
‘We’re
lucky,’ concludes Marshall,‘because Jaz has access to a library of things like
the music and a lot of interviews and DVD commentaries that he’s done with the
likes of Richard Bradford and Sir Roger Moore, who was hilarious. On the
commentary for The Saint, they debunked the theory that Patrick McGoohan turned
down the role. He was interviewed for it, but producer Bob Baker thought he was
unsuitable for the role as he refused to do any romantic scenes. They said to
Roger, ‘we knew that kissing ladies on screen wouldn’t be a problem for you,’
and he replied in that most Roger Moore way, ‘Indeed not!’
(ITC
Entertains The World is available to listen to across all streaming platforms.)
A film that became a legendary bomb, the 1977 Western The White Buffalo has
been re-evaluated by movie fans in recent years and many consider it to
be an underrated classic. Count me out of this assessment. The film is
certainly unique: an ambitious attempt to blend the Western and horror
film genres, but it falls short on most counts.The United Artists
production stars Charles Bronson as Wild Bill Hickcok, who- for reasons
never adequately explained- is haunted by terrifying nightmares
involving him in a life-or-death confrontation with a giant white
buffalo. I didn't know that buffalo come in colors, but I'll cede the
point. (Given the dreadful styles of the 1970s, it's surprising the film
wasn't titled The Plaid Buffalo.) Simultaneously, Chief Crazy
Horse (Will Sampson) is having his own white buffalo problems. Seems the
actual rampaging beast wreaked havoc on his village and killed his
child. In order to restore his pride and stature among the tribe, he
must hunt down and slaughter the animal- or be stuck with the monicker
of "The Worm" henceforth. (This must be the Indian equivalent of
"nerd".)
The two men are on obsessive journeys and are destined to meet up -
but both feel they have the singular right to kill the buffalo. Hickcok
meanders through some cow towns under an alias and hooks up with a
mountain man geezer (Jack Warden, channeling the ghost of Gabby Hayes)
who decides to accompany him on his quest. When Hickcok and Crazy Horse
do meet up, they end up saving each other's life in respective ambushes
and declare themselves blood brothers. Despite this, each man is
determined to be the one who slays the white buffalo.
The film is moody and atmospheric and at times is offbeat enough
that, if it weren't for the Colorado scenery, one might suspect this is
an Italian Western. Nevertheless, the screenplay by producer, screenwriter and director Richard Sale (based
on his novel) is erratic and contains many disparate elements that never
blend together in a satisfactory manner. The film is peppered with
welcome appearances by many Western favorites (Stuart Whitman, Slim
Pickens, John Carradine) but their characters are superfluous and smack
of gimmicky cameos. Clint Walker shows up briefly, well-cast and playing
against type as a villain. There is also the rather odd presence of Kim
Novak in a nothing role as a good-hearted hooker who suffers the
humiliation of being rejected by Hickcok even as he shares her bed.
(This must be the first case of erectile dysfunction caused by a white
buffalo.)
The movie was an attempt by producer Dino De Laurentiis to exploit
the dying Western genre by finding a way to incorporate elements of Jaws. De
Laurentiis seemed to have a fixation on giant, mythic animals taking
vengeance on mankind, as he produced "King Kong", "Orca" and "The White
Buffalo" all within a two-year period. Despite
the prestigious cast and the fact that this was a United Artists
production, the budget was clearly skimpy. The film abounds with shoddy
rear screen projection shots and some amateurish sets, particularly in
the mountain sequences set at night. There's plenty of plastic snow and
the sets are somewhat less realistic than a Christmas window display at
Macy's. Then there is the titular character of which much has been
written in movie lore. Apparently devoid of anything other than a $20
bill for special effects work, the white buffalo is generally shot in
extreme closeup in very brief cuts to mask its ludicrous appearance.
Although the buffalo is seemingly immortal and can crash through
mountains of snow and cave walls, it never looks any more menacing than a
slightly perturbed mountain goat. The analogies to Moby Dick also
become a bit too obvious especially when Crazy Horse rides atop the
beast, flaying at it with a knife. (just like Ahab and the whale- get
it?) All of this is set to an atmospheric if somewhat low-key score by
John Barry that fits the proceedings well.
Perhaps the most unintentionally amusing aspect of the movie is the
initial meetings between Hickcok and Crazy Horse. The two men face each
other and gesture with elaborate Indian sign language- despite the fact
they are simultaneously speaking to each other in perfect English! This
is as practical as using signal flags to communicate with a dinner
companion and seems more suited to an episode of Police Squad.
Despite all of these criticisms, there is something admirable about the concept of The White Buffalo in
that the film at least tries to be an original take on an age-old
genre. It also represents one of the last movies in which Charles
Bronson at least tried to stretch his acting muscles. With his saggy
eyes and droopy mustache, he's perfectly cast as Hickcok. The failure of
this film seemed to discourage his professional ambitions. With a
couple of exceptions (Telefon, Death Hunt) Bronson went happily
into B movie hell, churning out low-rent but profitable potboilers aimed
at inner city and drive-in audiences. The shame of it is that he also
encouraged once respected directors like J. Lee Thompson and Michael
Winner to go along with him.
The White Buffalo was one of those major failures that initiated the virtual end of the Western film genre, and it was Heaven's Gate three
years later that nailed the coffin shut. The Bronson film has grown in
stature as a curiosity in the ensuing years and apologists claim that
the chintzy set pieces must have been intended in order to convey the
dream-like quality of the plot. Much the same has been said of
Hitchcock's Marnie, which was also heavily criticized for its
abysmal sets, rear screen production work and use of matte paintings.
However, in both cases the hypothesis seems unlikely. They were simply
troubled productions overseen by directors who seem to have lost
interest in their respective projects. Universal ended up losing money
on the Hitchcock drama while United Artists was forced to pick up the
tab for the buffalo bill, if you'll pardon the pun.
The White Buffalo has recently been re-released by Kino
Lorber
Studio Classics. The transfer is superb, which only makes the white
buffalo look even phonier, but that just adds to the fun. An original
trailer is included and this time around, a commentary track has been
added by Paul Talbot, author of the terrific "Bronson's Loose" books.
Talbot admits he's obsessed by Bronson and his films and provides a
master class on the making of The White Buffalo. His track is
highly informative, if lacking in humor, as he discusses the career
credits of virtually every actor who appears in a speaking role.
Talbot's contribution makes the film worth obtaining, even if you had
the earlier version.
Although I have a weak spot for Italian westerns of the 1960s and 1970s, most can be appropriately evaluated by paraphrasing Longfellow: "When they were good, they were very, very good, and when they were bad, they were horrid." "Blindman" is a curiosity from 1971 that I previously panned after viewing an allegedly "remastered" DVD edition that looked barely better than a VHS transfer. The film fits rather comfortably into the latter part of Longfellow's famous nursery rhyme. Although the movie has a devoted fan base, when I first reviewed it I call it "a pretty horrid experience and inexcusably amateurish in execution, given the well-seasoned people involved". The good news is that Abkco Films has released a truly remastered DVD version that considerably improves one's perception of the film. As the title implies, it's about...well, a blind man. He's played by Tony Anthony, who did rather well for himself as a sort of Clint Eastwood Lite character known as The Stranger in a series of Euro Westerns (Any similarity to Eastwood's Man With No Name must have been purely coincidental). Anthony went on to star in any number of lucrative, low-budget action films, the most notable being "Comin' At Ya!, a 3-D flick that has also built a loyal cult following. His co-star in "Blindman" is Ringo Starr. More about him later. The film was based on a Japanese movie titled "Zatoichi" about a blind samurai hero. As with "The Magnificent Seven", which was based on Kurasawa's "Seven Samurai", the story has been transplanted to the American west. When we first see the Blindman (whose name is never mentioned), he rides into a one-horse town and confronts his former partners. Seems they had a lucrative contract to deliver 50 mail order brides to some horny miners. However, a better offer was made from a Mexican bandito named Domingo (Lloyd Battista), who has exported them South 'O the Border to force them into prostitution. Blindman apparently has a sense of honor in terms of fulfilling the original contract. He manages to kill his former partners and sets off to Mexico to rescue the women, presumably so they can sold into another form of prostitution. At first the premise of this film intrigued me. How, after all, can you logically present a story about a blind gunslinger? The answer is you apparently can't. You could get away with it if the film was a satire, but there is surprisingly little overt humor in "Blindman". Yes, in true Eastwood fashion, the hero sometimes makes some snarky quips before, during and after dispatching his adversaries, but for the most part, the film takes itself far too seriously.
How does the Blindman find his way around? Well, he has his own "wonder horse" who seems more like a companion than a beast of burden. The hoofed hero is always at his disposal and seems to be able to do everything but read a map for him. Speaking of maps, Blindman gets to various destinations by running his finger over maps that engraved in leather...sort of a braille system. Given the fact that he has to navigate the state of Texas, then Mexico, one would think he would require maps the size of rolls of kitchen linoleum, but somehow he gets by with navigational tools that fit neatly into his pocket. When Blindman arrives in Mexico, he has numerous confrontations with the brutal Domingo and his army of thugs. He suffers the ritualistic beatings of any hero in the Italian western genre, but always manages to get the better hand by his deadly use of the rifle that he uses as a walking stick. Somehow the Blindman can use instinct and an uncanny hearing ability to gun down his would-be assassins with uncanny precision, though occasionally he does impose on some allies for advice. He also confronts Candy (Ringo Starr), Domingo's equally sadistic brother, who is keeping a captive woman as his mistress. What follows is a seemingly endless series of chases, confrontations and the obligatory imitation Morricone score, all of it under the pedestrian direction of Ferdinando Baldi, who has a revered reputation with some fans of the genre and does manage to set off some impressive explosions. (Amusingly, the concept of showing the "50" mail order brides must have taxed the limited budget so we only get to see them in small clusters.). There are a couple of sequences that stand out in terms of creativity. One involves the surprise slaughter of a barroom filled with Mexican soldiers. The other has a bit of suspense as the Blindman is served a food bowl that he doesn't realize contains a deadly snake. The finale of the film finds Blindman wrestling with Domingo, who has been blinded by a cigar! (Don't ask...) It's supposed to be a tense confrontation, but the sight of the two blind guys rolling around in the dirt looks like an outtake from a Monty Python sketch. The most intriguing aspect of the film is what led Ringo Starr into appearing in it. He had considerable on-screen charisma that he parlayed into a successful acting career. Here, however, his role is colorless and bland. He doesn't even play the main villain, but rather a supporting character who disappears from the story before the movie even reaches the one-hour mark. Starr supposedly was looking to jump-start his film career and worked with Tony Anthony to develop this production. While he acquits himself credibly, he might have at least given his character some memorable lines or characteristics.
The previously reviewed version of the film pointed out that the packaging had indicated the film had a running time of 105 minutes, which matches with the original timing cited on on the IMDB site. However, the screener we reviewed ran only 83 minutes and it looked like it had been edited with a meat cleaver. The ABCKO version is the actual 105 minute cut and the transfer is excellent, a vast improvement over the muddy mess we had previously reviewed. Seeing "Blindman" again under these conditions has allowed me to reevaluate my opinion of the film. While it certainly never rises to the standards of a Sergio Leone production, the movie's quirky premise and the amusing performance by Tony Anthony made the experience far more enjoyable the second time around.
It’s
easy to lose track of time in the Bahamas – every day is sunny and beautiful
just like the day before it… and yet things DO change, especially in the almost
six decades since the EON film crew took the island by storm to shoot their
James Bond masterpiece, Thunderball.Back then it was a sleepy tropical island for the occasional cruise ship
and small numbers of tourists making the short hop from Miami. Aside from the port
city of Nassau, much of the island was undeveloped.
(Paula might be in there...)
Today
the Bahamas is a thriving tourist destination attracting almost one million
visitors annually.On most days, Nassau
hosts multiple cruise ships disgorging thousands of passengers who storm the
downtown shops and restaurants.Although
the Thunderball era is long gone, there are still remnants of it
throughout the island.With just a
couple of days, no way could I have done the deep dive that Simon Firth did in
his definitive Filming James Bond in the Bahamas, but I could visit some
of the key destinations still around after 58 years.
(Site of the original Cafe Martinique on the Atlantis property.)
Mention
James Bond and almost everyone you meet has a story – from encountering Sean
Connery to talking about Thunderball.“I used to work in that liquor store,” our airport driver said as we
rolled past a strip mall on the way to our hotel. “Mr. Connery would come in
and buy wine. He was always very nice.”As we passed a small plaza he pointed “And right there he’d have a
coffee and read a book most mornings.”It’s easy to see why Sir Sean settled in Nassau – the locals treated him
as just another resident, not the iconic film star he actually was.No autograph or photo requests, just the
famous Bahamian hospitality which gave him what all celebrities crave –
anonymity.
Still
bummed at missing the great fan-organized tours for one reason or another, this
was about as close as I was going to get…
LOVE
BEACH
In
Thunderball, the beach appeared remote and untouched, filled with palm
trees, most noticeably the one Bond spears Vargas to while delivering that
classic line, “I think he got the point.”
(Channeling Vargas on Love Beach.)
Today
Love Beach is still beautiful but now there are private homes where the lush
woods that Vargas strode through once were.I also read it took a hard hit from a hurricane some years back.The only easy access point is through a
surfside bar called Nirvana Beach which charges $5 per person for
admittance.I got the impression the
place was hopping at night, but during a weekday, there was hardly anyone.After a blazing hot walk on the beach trying
to find “THE” spot where the spear-gunning took place, I settled for a random
palm tree and my VERY patient wife took the obligatory photo before saying “I’m
f---ing melting here.”Further
exploration now out of the question, we made tracks back to the Nirvana bar for
a couple of ice-cold Kalik beers.I
mentioned that a Bond epic had been filmed at this lovely spot.“Oh, really?” was the female bartender’s
response, adding, “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself.” Ok, so perhaps not
everyone is a rabid fan…
DOWNTOWN
NASSAU
We
managed only a quick trip in to pick up some souvenirs and were lucky that only
one mammoth cruise ship was in port. I went over to Rawson Square which, in our
favorite film, Bond and Paula are seen walking across heading for Pinder’s
staging area.Along with a busy market,
an old government building – Churchill House – is clearly visible.Sadly, Churchill House is no more – a parking
lot now sits where it once stood.As
Joni Mitchell sang, “They paved over paradise and put up a parking lot.”
THE
SEAWALL
In
1965 this breakwater was off a sleepy beach road on Paradise Island.Here Bond infiltrates the Spectre dive team
as they suit up to move their stolen nuclear bombs. Today it’s an architectural
relic located on Cabbage Beach, now part of the massive, 154-acre Atlantis
Resort.Few if any of the guests
enjoying the beach even know it’s there!Bond aside, there are tons of things to do and see in Atlantis so buying
a day pass ($190 for adults, $95 for kids) might be worth it.Along with pools, rides, restaurants you can
also walk up to the sea wall.I reached
out to the resort a few weeks out from my trip and their PR department graciously
responded, allowing me a visit and assigning me a very personable guide named
Kool Aid who knew everything about the resort and had an impressive knowledge
of the island’s Bond locales.
We
walked from the hotel lobby through Atlantis’ underground aquarium which
boasted a variety of marine life – from huge groupers to moray eels, sharks and
more, all living in crystal-clear water pumped in from the nearby ocean.As part of “The Blue Project”, Atlantis also
operates a coral nursery where they grow this vital organism (on lengths of PVC
pipe) to replenish ailing reefs.As ocean
temperatures rise, programs like this will become more and more important so
good on the resort for stepping up.And
then we walked over a causeway to Cabbage Beach.Fifty-eight storm seasons had taken a toll on
the concrete, but the seawall was still there and looked much as it did in the
film.To say I took some photos
would be an understatement.
(CR’s Mark Cerulli with Atlantis PR rep Kool Aid - the breakwater is in the background.)
On
the way out, Kool Aid asked if I wanted to see the location of the ORIGINAL
Café Martinique.Why, yes… yes I
would!We went back through the
lobby and he pointed to a take-out pizza restaurant in a pink tower which is
where the legendary restaurant once operated.Again, it was difficult to picture the elegant and romantic Café from
the film in light of the area’s total transformation. Perhaps in a nod to the
island’s history, the resort did create another Café Martinique nearby.
On
my next to last day, I got to see (for me) the Crown Jewel of Bahamian Bond
locations –Palmyra…
LARGO’S
HOUSE
For
many years it’s been owned by a prominent Bahamian family and its local name is
“Rock Point.” Most islanders know it as “The Bond House.”The owners kindly allowed me access to the grounds.(Unoccupied for a number of years, the house
itself is firmly boarded up and there is a 24-hour guard.)Yes, it’s run down, but here it was easy to
picture it from the film – the balcony where Largo and Fiona shot clay targets is
different from 1965 but still hints at the home’s grandeur – and the ocean view
is mind-blowing.The basement doors that
Connery used to access Palmyra actually lead to the pool’s pump room - the swinging
doors themselves are long gone, but the structure is still there.
The
huge swimming pool where Bond escapes hungry sharks is intact but filled with
brackish water. Even this rabid Thunderball fanatic didn’t want to do a
lap in it – although I couldn’t resist wearing my Orlebar Brown Thunderball camp
shirt! I also noticed the pool’s cement cutout where the controls for the metal
grating used to trap Bond underwater once were.
The
circular Shark Pool where the Golden Grotto sharks were kept is still there,
but part of the outer wall has collapsed allowing ocean water to flow in and
out.Still, it would be a relatively
easy fix to restore. The estate also boasts a gorgeous private beach.The owner’s son said the family was talking
over various plans to rehabilitate the property and bring it back to its former
glory.The bones are all there – the
house appears to be structurally sound, and a coat of paint would make it look
as it did when Terence Young’s cameras were rolling.In this writer’s mind, there’s no reason it
couldn’t become another GoldenEye type destination – or the best 00 bar this
side of Duke’s!
(Casino Royale location - the former One & Only Resort.)
As
a bonus I managed to hit two more Bondian locations – The Four Seasons Resort Ocean
Club (formerly the One and Only Resort) seen in Casino Royale and
Solemar Restaurant – formerly known as Compass Point.This was a happy coincidence as we and our
friends just happened to go there for dinner.The restaurant was never in a Bond film but it was a favorite of Sean
and Micheline’s.Apparently, he used to like
their lamb chops so that’s what I had. Yesh, they were great!
(A lovely memento of Thunderball at the former One & Only Resort - now a Four Seasons.)
Many
kind thanks to Simon Firth and Jaime Ciaccia for location tips and
pointers.
(All photos copyright Mark Cerullli. All rights reserved.)
In 1979, Chuck Norris’ karate classic, A Force of One was released to cinema
screens. The enjoyable and
action-packed film became a box-office success which left the fans screaming
for more. Never one to disappoint, the six-time, undefeated world karate
champion went right to work on his next project; a hard-hitting action
extravaganza called The Octagon (1980).
After her father is killed by terrorists who
have been trained in ancient Ninja techniques, Justine Wentworth (Karen Carlson)
hires retired karate champion Scott James (our man Chuck) and a mercenary named
McCarn (Lee Van Cleef) to take out the organization’s deadly leader, Scott’s
adopted brother Seikura (Tadashi Yamashita).
Directed by Eric Karson and written by Leigh
Chapman (from a story by Chapman and Paul Aaron), The Octagon, which was shot in Los Angeles, California and released
by American Cinema Productions on August 8, 1980, is a very entertaining
action/martial arts film. It contains an engaging story, solid direction,
decently fleshed-out characters and a strong cast.
To begin with, we have the always convincing
Chuck Norris as the caring, mellow, but, when necessary, lethal hero Scott
James. Norris, who also brings a touch of subtle thoughtfulness to his
character, is ably supported by fellow cast members Lee Van Cleef and Karen
Carlson. The great Van Cleef plays mercenary McCarn as a tough, but happy
character who loves what he does, while the beautiful Karen Carlson gives her
mysterious role a bit of quiet fear and desperation.
The Octagon features more impressive
talent such as Art Hindle, Tadashi Yamashita, Richard Norton, Kim Lankford,
Jack Carter, Ernie Hudson, Yuki Shimoda, Larry D. Mann, John Fujioka, Brian
Tochi, Tracey Walter, Brian Libby, Carol Bagdasarian, Kurt Grayson, and Chuck
Norris’s brother Aaron Norris. Fun fact: During flashback scenes, Chuck Norris’s
son, Michael Norris, plays Scott James as a teenager. The fun film also
benefits from a terrific musical score by Blood, Sweat & Tears founder Dick
Halligan, and some wonderful editing by Dann Cahn, known for editing I Love Lucy.
The Octagon has been released on
Blu-ray by Kino Lorber in anamorphic (1.85:1) widescreen from a brand new 2K transfer and the
movie has never looked better. The Region 1 disc also contains two very
informative audio commentaries: one with director Erik Karson and another with
action film historians Brandon Bentley and Mike Leeder. There is also “The
Making of The Octagon” featurette, the
original theatrical trailers, TV spots, radio spots, a trailer for Lee Van
Cleef’s Death Rides a Horse, as well
as trailers for five Chuck Norris movies:
A Force of One, Good Guys Wear Black, An Eye for an Eye, Code of Silence
and Hero and the Terror. Recommended.
I reviewed the Universal print-on-demand DVD of “The
Mississippi Gambler” (1953) for Cinema Retro eight years ago. I didn’t give the
film, starring Tyrone Power, Julia Adams, and Piper Laurie, very high marks.
Now Kino Lorber has released it anew on Blu-Ray. Aside from an audio commentary
by film historian Toby Roan, and better color because it’s Blu-Ray, it’s
basically the same experience. I can’t think of much new to say about it, so
here’s some of what I wrote back when, along with some final thoughts on the
current state of the home video market.
Here’s the original review I wrote 8 years ago:
I watched The Mississippi Gambler (1953) DVD from Universal
while recovering from a root canal, hoping a good rousing Tyrone Power flick
and three fingers of Kentucky bourbon, would cure my pain. Boy, was I wrong.
Watching this slow, soap opera-ish movie, with a cast of characters that belong
in an old Carol Burnett Show sketch, was like having the root canal all over
again. Admittedly, the Technicolor was good, and Julie Adams was great (which
she always was) but the script by Seton Miller was a complete turnoff with one
of the worst endings I've ever seen. The characters were mostly boring and
despicable. The plot was ham-fisted melodrama served with a mint julep.
Direction by Rudolph Mate’ was lethargic and unimaginative.
Basically, it's one of those stories about four people
all in love with the wrong person. But Miller added some very weird touches to
the familiar story line. Piper Laurie plays Angelique Dureau, a snooty,
neurotic iceberg who is way too close to her brother Laurent (John Baer) for
comfort. She uses him as a shield against intimacy with any other man, as
Tyrone Power, playing the titular gambler Mark Fallon, explains to her. For no
comprehensible reason at all, other than the plot demands it, Fallon falls
madly in love with her. Why? She's a pouty, petulant, porcelain imitation of a
woman.
Her brother, Laurent, is a miserable weasel, a man with
no honor and thus a perfect foil for the upright and honorable Fallon, who is
not only good with a deck of cards, he's also the son of one of New York's
finest fencing masters. (Zorro rides again!). The three of them meet on a
Mississippi riverboat named The Sultana. Pardon a digression while I note that
this was the same paddle boat on which Yancy Derringer, a few years later,
would ply his poker skills in the CBS television series starring Jock Mahoney.
Fallon's goal is to run an honest gambling table and
eventually open his own casino. He teams up with Kansas John Polly (John
McIntyre), a seasoned veteran of many a three card Monty game. In a game of
poker, Laurent loses his sister's diamond necklace to Fallon. Fallon tries to
give it back to her later, but she pretends she told her brother to wager it.
In the next scene she confronts the weasel and cries, "How could you do it
without asking me?" This obviously gets the star-crossed- lovers off on the
wrong foot. Fallon wins big that night but he and Polly barely escape being
killed by a gang of crooked gamblers and have to jump off the boat when the
captain gets near the riverbank. They walk to New Orleans, after losing all
their winnings in the river. But they have a good laugh about it.
At about the second act mark,enter Julie Adams (billed
here as "Julia Adams") as Ann Conant. She's the member of another
weird brother/sister duo. Her brother, Julian (Dennis Weaver, believe it or
not, with a sort of New York high society accent) sits down to play with
Fallon, saying he heard he played an honest game. He quickly loses every cent
he brought with him, then goes out on deck and shoots himself. The Captain and
Fallon discover he has a sister on board, and Fallon feels responsible and
wants to help her. She says he must have gambled away the money his company
gave him to take to New Orleans. Fallon, noble fellow that he is, lies and says
no he gave that money to the captain for safe keeping. He takes Ann to New
Orleans where and sets her up in a hotel. It complicates his plans to romance
Angelique but what's a story without complications.?
Meantime in New Orleans he runs into fencing expert
Edmund Dureau (Paul Cavanaugh) and guess what? He turns out to be Angelique and
Laurent's father! Of course, he invites Fallon to his home where he meets them
again. In one of the lamest scenes in the whole film, when they have a moment
alone, he tells her that he knows he and she are in love with each other and
always will be. "I could have you thrown out of this house for speaking to
me like that,” she exhorts. He replies, "You don't have to run me out. I'm
leaving tomorrow." And he adds: "You’re not ready for marriage. And
you won't be until the day you come to me." She calls him an egotistical
cad. And here's the punchline. "Yes", Fallon says, "I suppose it
sounds that way. But it's the only way a woman can be truly happy with a
man".
What? Did women in the 50’s really buy this tripe? Can
you imagine George Clooney trying that line on Catherine Zeta-Jones, or
Catherine Heigel? He'd get his ass kicked. I won't go on with any more of the
plot, but you can be sure it involves some fencing and a duel with pistols at
the Dueling Oaks. Funny thing about Power's fencing scene with Paul Cavanaugh.
Both men wore fencing masks through the entire scene, which makes me wonder if
either one did any of the fancy sword work, even though Power was in reality a
very good fencer. In another fight scene between Fallon and Laurent on the riverboat,
it is so obviously two badly matched stuntmen carrying the action. Power was
only 39 when he filmed “The Mississippi Gambler,” but he looked older and a bit
tired. Maybe he wanted to take it easy. He'd made many great films by then but
would only live five more years. He'd make seven more films in that time, all
better than “The Mississippi Gambler,” including “The Sun Also Rises,” and
“King of the Khyber Rifles.”
Nevertheless “The Mississippi Gambler” was a big
financial success. Lucky for Power, because his wife, Linda Christian divorced
him after losing out to Piper Laurie for the part of Angelique. She never
forgave Power for not getting her the part, and also, allegedly, for having an
affair with Anita Ekberg, who played an uncredited part as a maid of honor at
Angelique's wedding to another of her suitors.
. . . So that’s the review I wrote 8 years ago. The new
Blu-ray release, as noted earlier, contains nothing new except a commentary by
Toby Roan. Frankly, even Roan’s commentary doesn’t warrant spending the money
for the new edition. His comments merely consist of providing biographical info
on each and every actor, no matter how insignificant his role. Oh, look, here’s
John McIntyre. He was a regular on the Naked City TV series. There’s Paul Cavanaugh,
he was in a Tarzan movie. And that’s Guy Williams who played Zorro on TV. And
on and on and on. I turned the commentary off after half an hour.
The home video market is disappearing before our eyes.
Streaming has become the consumer’s first choice for watching movies at home.
Go into Target or Best Buy and what used to be row after row of DVDs for sale
has shrunk down to a few shelves, hidden behind the flat screen TV display
area. If companies like Kino Lorber hope to stay in business they have to
provide extras that aren’t available through the streaming platforms to make it
worth their while. So any of these commentary tracks are very welcome, even if
this one falls short.
When it comes to Kino Lorber’s “The Mississippi Gambler,”
as I said in the original write up, I'd rather put on a Yancy Derringer DVD and
watch him at the poker table with Pahoo Ka Te Wah standing behind him with his
shotgun hidden under his poncho, ready for action as the Sultana winds its way
down the Big Muddy. Rollin’ down the river.
By 1963, Vincent Price was generally recognized as the heir apparent
to Boris Karloff and Bela Lugosi as the undisputed king of the horror
film genre. Somewhat lost in discussion's of Price's work is the fact
that, until he starred in "House of Wax" in the mid-1950s, he had a long
career as a popular and respected supporting actor in mainstream
Hollywood productions. If there is a sad aspect to his international
success as a horror star, it's that his talents were rarely used
henceforth in films of other genres. Nonetheless, Price knew a good
thing when he saw it. His collaborations with producer Roger Corman on
cinematic versions of classic Edgar Allan Poe stories had proven to be
wildly successful. Price wasn't overly selective about working with
other producers who sought to capitalize on those films by making
blatant imitations of Corman's productions. One such title is "Diary of a
Madman", released in 1963 and based on a story by French writer Guy de
Maupassant. In some ways, the film is a worthy rival to a Corman/Price
collaboration in that it's intelligently scripted, well-cast and has a
relatively creative production design that somewhat masks the movie's
threadbare budget. As with the Corman flicks, Price is given a meaty
role and he makes the most of it. He plays Simon Cordier, a respected
French judge in the late 19th century. He has a reputation for fairness
and an obsession with studying the criminal mind in the hope of
understanding what motivates some men to commit horrendous crimes of
violence. The film opens with Cordier receiving a request to meet with a
prisoner who he has sentenced to die on the guillotine. The man is a
serial killer and Cordier is interested in taking the opportunity to
speak to the prisoner, whose behavior has left him baffled. The man was a
pillar-of-the-community type with no criminal background a stable
profession. Upon meeting the condemned prisoner in his cell, the doomed
convict informs Cordier that he welcomes his imminent execution because
he has been inexplicably possessed by an invisible being known as the
Horla. He relates an incredible story about this creature periodically
taking over control of his body and mind and forcing him to commit acts
of murder. As the incredulous Cordier tries to absorb this fanciful
tale, the man suddenly attacks him. In defending himself, Cordier hurls
the prisoner against a wall, killing him instantly.
Back in his chambers, Cordier is haunted by the experience but
doesn't think much more of it- until some strange occurrences leave him
disturbed. Seems that Cordier's irresponsible behavior had somehow been
responsible for the accidental death of his wife and young son years
before. Cordier has tried to block the bad memories from his mind by
locking away all mementos relating to them, including a large framed
photograph that had been stored in his attic. He is shocked to find it
hanging prominently on the wall of his study. His loyal butler (Ian
Wolfe) denies having placed it there. Other strange occurrences lead
Cordier to question his mental stability. A psychiatrist assures him
that he is suffering from fatigue and urges him to delve back into his
passion for sculpting, which he has ignored for years. Cordier follows
his advice and begins to feel more relaxed. Things only get better when
he has a chance encounter with a vivacious and flirtatious young woman
named Odette (Nancy Kovack), who agrees to be a paid model for him. She
begins a campaign to seduce Cordier, never telling him that she is
actually married to a financially-strapped artist, Paul (Chris
Warfield). When Paul objects to the amount of time that Odette is
spending in Cordier's studio, she assures him she is only trying to earn
money that they desperately need. In reality, she is a heartless gold
digger who is weighing the option of leaving Paul for the older man.
Oblivious to all this, Cordier is happy to have found love once again.
His mood, however, is rudely disrupted when he realizes the cause of the
strange things that have been going on in his house: it seems that the
Horla has chosen to possess him in retribution for killing the prisoner
whose body it once inhabited. Although Cordier can not see the Horla, he
discovers it is a physical presence who can not only speak to him, but
can also utilize a number of cruel witticisms that he uses to mock and
humiliate the esteemed jurist. From this point on, Cordier's life is a
living hell. In rational moments, he tries frantically to figure out
how to rid himself of this ghoulish presence, but the Horla retains
control of his mind and body at will. This leads to Cordier carrying out
a particularly gruesome murder, leaving him desperate to find a way out
of his tortured existence. He devises a last-ditch effort to lure the
Horla into his study where he hopes to kill him through use of his one
vulnerability: fire. The resulting consequences are dramatic but have
tragic results even for Cordier.
"Diary of a Madman" is mid-range Price fare from this period. The
entire enterprise rides on the actor shoulders, but they prove to be
broad enough to carry it off. Price looks dashing and, as always, puts
his best efforts into even a modest enterprise such as this. Nancy
Kovack also gives a fine performance as a bad girl who, refreshingly,
never learns to redeem herself as she cuckolds both of her lovers in
turn. The film is not exceptional on any level, but it is consistently
entertaining and reasonably engrossing.
"Diary of a Madman" is currently streaming on Amazon Prime.
The most memorable aspect of "Who is Harry Kellerman and Why Is He Saying Those Terrible Things About Me?" is its title, which still resonates with people of a certain age even though most probably never saw the film itself. "Harry" was a speed bump in Dustin Hoffman's meteoric rise to success that began with "The Graduate" in 1967 and continued with such diverse hits as "Midnight Cowboy", "Little Big Man" and "Straw Dogs" (which would be released a few months after "Harry"). Directed by Ulu Grosbard, who would direct Hoffman in the acclaimed drama "Straight Time" seven years later, "Harry" is a bizarre comedy with an anti-Establishment social message. Hoffman, almost unrecognizable behind a mustache and curly hair, plays Georgie Soloway, a "Boy Wonder" in the music business for his ability to almost instantly write hit rock and folk songs, along with memorable advertising jingos. He has fame and fortune and resides in luxurious penthouse apartment in Manhattan that is a virtual museum to his own accomplishments. However, the affable Georgie is desperately lacking something in his life: genuine friendships and a loving, significant other. The film doesn't follow a linear path and bounces around between various stages of Georgie's life. We see him growing up in Brooklyn, the only child of two stereotypical, overbearing Jewish parents. As a teenager, Georgie goes through the customary stages of trying to deal with raging hormones. He and a friendly but air-headed girl become lovers but he cruelly ditches her when she becomes pregnant. Later we see he had married when he impregnated another woman who bore him two children. Georgie ended up deserting them as well because he couldn't deal with the adult responsibilities that fatherhood demands. We see present-day Georgie having no problems finding bedmates but he realizes he only attracts women because of his fame and fortune. Every time he seems to enter a promising relationship it is compromised when the woman is contacted by a mysterious man who calls himself Harry Kellerman and who seems to know all the intimate aspects of Georgie's life. Kellerman routinely unveils to these women the sordid ways Georgie has treated previous lovers and inevitably, his new relationships fail. When we first see Georgie, he is a psychological basket case. He fantasizes about suicide as though it will be a charming and pleasant experience. He also desperately tries to forge genuine friendships with those in his life. For years he has been paying a psychiatrist (Jack Warden) to hear his problems and act as a surrogate father figure to him but it becomes clear the man only sees Georgie as another client. Similarly, Georgie's outreach to his business manager (Gabriel Dell) and his harried accountant (Dom DeLuise) fails to result in establishing anything but business relationships. Georgie is the ultimate poor little rich boy. Much of the story line finds Georgie increasingly infuriated by Kellerman's interference in his love life and becoming obsessed with finding out who he is and how he knows so much about him.
The film was written by Herb Gardner, best known for his play "A Thousand Clowns", which was also about a dysfunctional New York man, who- like Georgie- was superficially charming but not very admirable. Gardner's screenplay drifts back and forth through time at a dizzying pace and sometimes it's hard to know whether we are viewing Georgie in the past or present. He also includes sequences that are genuinely bizarre but are later revealed to be dreams or fantasies. The end result is a rather unsatisfying mix of comedy and pathos despite fine performances by everyone involved. Director Grosbard makes scant use of the New York locations, other than some earlier scenes representing Coney Island in the 1950s and one fantasy scene that finds Georgie inside either the Holland or Lincoln Tunnel, which is totally deserted (trying filming that today). There are also some wonderful aerial shots of the city as we watch the bored Georgie pilot his personal jet for joy rides. But Grosbard never captures the flavor of New York and film could just have easily been set in any major city. The movie is primarily shot in dark interiors with grim lighting, making for a suitably depressing experience. The message of the movie seems to be that money can't buy happiness and that personal virtues are more important than a large bank account. This may be true but it wasn't exactly a unique theory even in 1971. The film comes alive mostly in its final phase when Georgie meets an untalented aspiring singer (Barbara Harris, superb in an Oscar-nominated performance) who is ditzy but lovable. She brings out the kind of genuine human emotion that Georgie had been suppressing for most of his life- but is it too late to save him from his own demons? The final scene of the movie sees Georgie finally seeming to find happiness as he soars above the boroughs of New York City in a wonderfully-filmed sequence that comes to an unexpected conclusion, even as it provides an answer to the question "Who is Harry Kellerman?"
Kino Lorber has released the film on Blu-ray sans any special features other than a trailer for Ulu Grosbard's 1981 drama "True Confessions". The transfer is very good indeed but can't overcome the deficiencies in the film itself. "Harry Kellerman" isn't a bad film and it does provide the joy of seeing another fine performance by young Dustin Hoffman. But it is a movie that falls far short of its aspirations and at times comes across as merely pretentious.
The first major "biker movie" was the 1953 production of "The Wild One", which elevated Marlon Brando from being a hot Hollywood commodity to that of a pop culture icon. Posters of him in his leather jacket and biker's cap still adorn walls today. Given the success of the film, it's surprising that it took until 1966 for the biker film to emerge as a genre. That occurred with the release of Roger Corman's "The Wild Angels". The film- like all Corman productions- was shot on a modest budget but was efficiently made, starred a host of young talents and made a boatload of money (spawning two soundtrack albums in the process.) "The Wild Angels" begat "The Born Losers", which pitted Tom Laughlin's Billy Jack against savage bikers and that begat a host of other lower-grade biker flicks of varying merits. Of course, the genre would hit its peak with Dennis Hopper's 1969 pop culture classic "Easy Rider". At the bottom of the biker barrel was "The Rebel Rousers", a 1967 crudely-made production that was deemed unworthy of a theatrical release. The film did afford prominent roles to up-and-comers Bruce Dern, Harry Dean Stanton and Jack Nicholson and after the latter was vaulted to stardom with his Oscar-nominated turn in "Easy Rider", someone dusted off "The Rebel Rousers" and promoted it as a Nicholson flick. The film is the creation of Martin B. Cohen, who co-wrote the screenplay and kind of directed it. (Many of the scenes between the bikers appear to have been improvised.)
The movie's top-billed star is Cameron Mitchell, who plays Paul Collier, a free-spirited type who arrives in a tiny desert town in search of his lover, Karen (Diane Ladd, the real-life wife of Bruce Dern and another member of "The Wild Angels" cast.) When he finally locates her in a motel, their reunion is less-than-sentimental. She explains that she learned she was pregnant with Paul's child and, fearing he would insist that she undergo an illegal abortion, she fled for parts unknown with little money and even fewer resources. (In reality, Ladd was pregnant with future Oscar winner Laura Dern.) Paul accepts the responsibility for her dilemma and insists on marrying her, but Karen declines on the basis that she fears Paul's life as a rolling stone type would only lead him to abandon her at some point. As the two debate their plans for the future, a secondary plot takes hold in which the Rebel Rousers biker gang rides into town and takes over the local saloon, wreaking havoc, accosting women and causing the town's sheriff (John 'Bud'Cardos) to courageously force them out of town. The gang obliges, but refuse to leave the immediate area, causing headaches for the locals and the sheriff. A chance encounter between Paul and Karen and gang members seems certain to lead to tragedy, as the bikers torment their victims. However, the leader of the gang, J.J. Weston (Dern) turns out to be an old high school acquaintance of Paul's. He "invites" them to join the gang for some festivities on a nearby beach, leaving them no alternative but to comply. Things get out of hand quickly, however, when Bunny (Nicholson), one of the most brutal members of the gang, decides he wants to force himself on Karen. Paul is beaten to a pulp but J.J., showing a smattering of human compassion, challenges Bunny to some motorcycle stunt games on the beach. If Bunny wins, he can claim Karen as his prize. If not, she goes free. The film lumbers to a clunky conclusion in which Paul fails to rally any of the cowardly townspeople to help him rescue Karen (shade of "High Noon"!) and it falls to a previously unseen character (Robert Dix) to unconvincingly take on the mantel of hero.
The film is so sloppily constructed that even Martin Cohen would publicly disown it. The cinematography by the soon-to-be esteemed Laszlo Kovacs and Glen Smith is rather amateurish and there is little evidence of the future star power pertaining to its stars. Only Cameron Mitchell and Diane Ladd provide performances that resonate in any way. There is some minor suspense when the gang kidnap Paul and Karen but much screen time is taken up and padded out with Dern and Nicholson performing some boring biker competitions on the beach. "The Rebel Rousers" has been released on DVD by the indie label Liberty Hall. The print, as you might suspect, has not undergone any restoration efforts and is therefore mediocre, but that's a bit better than I suspected it would be.
The DVD is billed as a "Biker Triple Feature" because it contains two other wildly diverse bonus films. The first, "The Wild Ride", is a micro-budget 1960 production that runs only 61 minutes. It has nothing to do with bikers or biking but does feature Jack Nicholson in an early leading role. He plays the narcissistic and cruel leader of a group of high school students who have formed a cult of personality around him. He routinely insults and abuses them and drops one of his girlfriends, telling her "You're too old." Nicholson, was actually 23 years-old at the time, gives a rather one-note performance under the direction of Harvey Berman, who probably would have tried harder if he knew he had a future cinema icon in his film. The titular wild ride refers to an incident in which Nicholson's speeding car is pursued by a police officer on a motorcycle. The cop crashes and dies and Nicholson faces consequences for his actions. The movie is briskly paced and is entertaining but one can only wonder why Nicholson's character continues to receive unquestioned loyalty, given his rude, crude and cruel ways. On the other hand, we're living in a time in which rude, crude and cruel authoritarian figures are all the rage among vast numbers of the world population, so perhaps the scenario isn't irrational. The print quality is passable, if a bit grainy, though it has been restored by one Johnny Legend in 2009, as evidenced in the credits.
The second bonus feature is titled "Biker Babylon" (aka "It's a Revolution Mother!" (sic), a 1969 feature length documentary directed by Harry Kerwin and a team of fellow future filmmakers of "B" horror flicks. The film's opening credits say we'll see over 5,000 people attending an anti-Vietnam War peach march. Apparently, the team didn't watch their own footage, as the November, 1969 march attracted over a half-million people. The footage of the peace marchers is awkwardly and weirdly juxtaposed with separate segments that follow the exploits of a biker gang known as The Aliens over a particular weekend in which they play to the camera by engaging in outrageous behavior including having a Wesson Oil party that, as you might imagine, involves plenty of naked female flesh. We're told that the role of young women in the gang is to be owned by either a particular member or be regarded as common property for the men to have sex with on a whim. Things then move to a Florida Woodstock-like music festival where bikers and rock fans mingle without much to show for it. For whatever reason, the filmmakers don't show us the rock acts but instead just concentrate on thousands of hot, sweaty young people milling about in a muddy terrain.
The most interesting aspect of the set is this documentary, however, largely because it does crudely capture the anti-Vietnam War movement at its peak. It provides an interesting time capsule as everyday citizens march with celebrity activists such as Dr. Spock and Dick Gregory, with Gregory demanding that the Nixon administration end the war. (Gregory refers to Vice-President Agnew as Washington D.C.'s version of "Rosemary's Baby". ) What is lacking is context. Nixon squeaked into the presidency in 1968, winning a razor-thin contest against Democratic nominee Hubert Humphrey, largely on running a campaign that promised he had a "secret plan" to end the war that would only be revealed after he took office. The plan turned out to be an escalation of the conflict that would drift into Cambodia. His "law-and-order" administration saw Agnew resign in disgrace after being caught accepting bribes, a practice he had carried over from his tenure as governor of Maryland. Of course, Nixon himself would be caught having covered up for the Watergate break-in and he, too, would resign from office under threat of impeachment from prominent fellow Republicans. Dozens of members of his administration would would be convicted of or plead guilty to crimes. It would have been worth the effort for someone to provide a commentary track reviewing the documentary in a modern context and providing insights into historical events. Instead we get an unintentionally hilarious narrator who peppers his every sentence with perceived hippie jargon in an attempt to appear cool. Instead, he sounds like Jack Webb's Sgt. Joe Friday in one of those "Dragnet" episodes in which he lectures teens about drugs using their own lingo.
"Young Billy Young" is the kind of film of which it can be said,
"They don't make 'em like that anymore". Not because the movie is so
exceptional. In fact, it isn't exceptional on any level whatsoever.
Rather, it's the sheer ordinariness of the entire production that makes
one pine away for an era in which top talent could be attracted to
enjoyable, if unremarkable, fare such as this. Such films, especially
Westerns, were churned out with workmanlike professionalism to play to
undemanding audiences that didn't require mega-budget blockbusters to
feel they got their money's worth at the boxoffice. Sadly, such movies
have largely gone the way of the dodo bird. In today's film industry,
bigger must always be better and mid-range flicks such as are no longer
made. However, through home video releases such as Kino Lorber's Blu-ray
of "Young Billy Young" and streaming services such as Amazon Prime, it's possible to still enjoy the simple
pleasures that such movies provide.
The story opens with botched robbery in Mexico committed by Billy
Young (Robert Walker) and some cohorts including Jesse (David
Carradine). The plan to steal horses from the Mexican military goes awry
and Billy is forced to split from his fellow robbers with the army in
hot pursuit. Making his way back across the border to New Mexico, he is
penniless and desperate. He has a chance encounter with Ben Kane (Robert
Mitchum), a tough, sarcastic older man who he encounters again in a
nearby town. Here, Billy is being cheated at cards by the local sheriff,
who goads him into a gunfight. Billy ends up killing him but stands to
be framed for the sheriff's death. He's saved by Ben, who rides along
with him to another town where Ben has agreed to take on the job of
lawman. Ostensibly he is there to keep order and collect back taxes from
deadbeats but in reality, he is on a mission of revenge. Some years
before, Ben's son had been gunned down by a criminal named Boone (John
Anderson) and Kane has learned that Boone is a presence in the new town
and that he is being protected by a local corrupt businessman, John
Behan (Jack Kelly). Ben makes his presence known immediately by
enforcing the law in a strict manner. He's confronted by Behan, who
tries to intimidate him. This results in Behan being slapped around by
Kane. Behan also grows to resent the new lawman because he is flirting
with his mistress, saloon entertainer Lily Beloit (Angie Dickinson).
When Behan abuses her as punishment, he gets another beating from Kane.
Meanwhile, Billy runs into Jesse and accuses him of having deserted him
in Mexico. The two men fight it out and Jesse is later involved with the
accidental shooting of the town's beloved doctor while in the employ of
Behan. Kane learns that Jesse is Boone's son and holds him in jail as
bait for Boone to come out of hiding. The plan works all too well. Boone
turns up with a small army and lays siege to the jailhouse where Kane
and Billy are holed up.
"Young Billy Young" was compared to a TV show by New York Times critic
Howard Thompson on the basis that it contains so many standard elements
of westerns from this time period. There is the bad girl with the heart
of gold, the evil business tycoon, the brash young gun and his wiser,
older mentor, the heroes outnumbered by superior forces and a lovable
old coot (played against type by Paul Fix in full Walter Brennan/Gabby
Hayes mode.) Yet somehow it all works very well, thanks mostly to Robert
Mitchum's stalwart presence. With his trademark ramrod stiff walk and
cool persona, Mitchum tosses off bon mots like a frontier version
of 007. Even the Times acknowledged that "Mitchum can do laconic
wonders with a good wise-crack". He has considerable chemistry with
Dickinson, though the action between the sheets is more implied than
shown. Robert Walker Jr. acquits himself well in the title role and
David Carradine makes an impression even with limited screen time. The
film was directed by Burt Kennedy, an old hand at directing fine
westerns in reliable, if not remarkable, style and it all culminates in a
rip-snorting shoot-out that is genuinely exciting. The fine supporting
cast includes Willis Bouchey, Parley Baer and Deanna Martin (Dino's
daughter) in her acting debut. One oddball element to the film: Mitchum
croons the title song over the opening credits. If this sounds strange,
keep in mind that Mitchum improbably once had a hit album of calypso
music.
It isn't often that you might expect to read the word "delightful" in
a review of a Charles Bronson movie but "From Noon Till Three" is just
that: a delightful 1976 send-up of the traditional Western genre. In
fact it seems like this was the year in which numerous revisionist
Westerns were released. They included "Buffalo Bill and the Indians",
"The Outlaw Josey Wales", "The Missouri Breaks" and John Wayne's final
film, "The Shootist". By 1976 Charles Bronson was an established screen
presence for about two decades.He was a familiar face to American
movie-goers who liked his work as a supporting actor but it was the
European market that elevated him to star status. Bronson finally began
to get top-billing in Westerns and action films and became reasonably
popular in America. But it was the 1974 release of his smash hit "Death
Wish" that saw him soar to the level of superstar. The film was a mixed
blessing. Bronson made some good films in the following years but
eventually succumbed to the lure of a quick pay check, cranking out
low-end urban crime movies that were often as absurd as they were
over-the-top. "From Noon Till Three" allows Bronson and his real life
wife and frequent co-star Jill Ireland a rare opportunity to flex their
comedic muscles, which they do impressively.
Bronson plays Graham Dorsey, a member of small time gang of bandits
who are riding into a one-horse town to rob the bank. The film's opening
is quite eerie as the bandits become unnerved when they discover there
isn't a single living soul anywhere in the town. This sets in motion a
"Twilight Zone"-like beginning that is quickly explained as a nightmare
Dorsey is suffering, but is nonetheless quite effective for grabbing
the viewer's attention. When the gang nears the actual town, Dorsey's
horse goes lame and must be shot. He rides double with another bandit
until they reach the opulent mansion house of Amanda (Jill Irleand), an
attractive widow who resides in the countryside with only a maid and
servant as companions. When the bandits arrive on her doorstep, she is
home alone and is understandably filled with anxiety being in the
company of the men, who demand she give them a horse. She lies and says
she doesn't have one- and Dorsey validates her story, opting to stay
behind at the house while the robbery takes place. He finds Amanda very
desirable but none-the-less acts like a gentleman- though as her tough
facade fades, she becomes susceptible to his charm. Dorsey claims he
suffers from incurable impotence, a ploy that works when Amanda finally
volunteers to "cure" him. This results in the pair spending several
heavenly hours together enjoying sexual adventures and falling in love.
When word reaches Amanda that Dorsey's fellow bandits have been
captured, she implores him to try to save them from hanging. Dorsey
pretends to ride to their rescue, but instead bushwhacks a traveling con
man and adopts his identity. The other man is mistaken for Dorsey and
shot dead by a posse. Dorsey is ironically arrested because the man he
is impersonating is also wanted by the law. Got all that? Things get
really complicated when Dorsey spends a year in prison, studying
(ironically) how to be a banker. He intends to return to Amanda and live
their dream of moving to Boston, where he can get a job as a bank
manager. When he returns to the woman he has been obsessing over for the
last year, the reception he receives from her is something less than
welcoming. Seems that since she believed Dorsey was dead, she set about
memorializing him in a memoir titled "From Noon Till Three", a
scandalous record of the hours in which they made love and fell in love.
In the book, Amanda relates tall tales about Dorsey's crime exploits
that he had previously bragged about...and she takes a bit of
intentional creative license by describing him as an elegant, dashing
man when, in fact, he looks like what he is: a saddle tramp. To say much
more would spoil the fun. Suffice it to say that the film really kicks
into gear when Dorsey discovers that Amanda's memoir has become an
international sensation and she is idolized worldwide by both men and
women. She doesn't have much incentive to now admit that Dorsey is not
only alive and well but also falls considerable short of the handsome
hunk the world has come to imagine.
"From Noon Till Three" is stylishly directed by Frank D. Gilroy and its
based upon his novel of the same name. Gilroy had the magic touch in
terms of bringing out the best in both Charles Bronson and Jill Ireland,
both of whom rarely had an opportunity to demonstrate their flair for
light comedy and they are both terrific. Gilroy, who also penned the
screenplay, took advantage of a new era of cynicism in major films and
"From Noon Till Three" proved to be far ahead of its time in predicting
how the general public can be bamboozled into believing urban legends if
they are marketed creatively enough. (Coincidentally, Paddy Chayefsky's
"Network", released the same year, took an equally cynical view of the
current day TV news industry.) The movie is a wealth of small
pleasures and unexpected plot turns and boasts a fine score by Elmer
Bernstein and impressive camerawork by Lucien Ballard, not to mention an
impressive mansion house set by Robert Clatworthy. I don't want to
overstate the merits of the film but I do want to point out that even if
you're not a Bronson fan you should give this one a try.
"From Noon Till Three" is currently streaming on Amazon Prime.
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Northrop Frye’s “Anatomy of Criticism” maintains that all
stories are about a quest for identity. Identity, he maintains, is derived from
one’s position in society and in stories with a happy ending. A character
starts out in isolation but eventually finds his place in society. That’s the
story of the young hero who rises from obscurity, finds the girl of his dreams,
overcomes obstacles and lives happily ever after. Tragic stories are about characters
who start out with an established identity but lose it for one reason or
another and end up totally isolated or dead. Like Macbeth or Hamlet.
Kino Lorber Studio Classics recently released a double
feature on Blu-Ray of a couple of low-budget westerns from the 50’s starring
Anthony Quinn that surprisingly, despite their humble origins, demonstrate
pretty clearly what Frye meant. “The Man from Del Rio” (1956), and “The Ride
Back” (1957) are not your typical westerns.
“The Man from Del
Rio” is the story of two people more or less isolated from society. David
Robles (Anthony Quinn) is a Mexican gunslinger newly arrived in the town of
Mesa, Kansas. When we first see him he’s drunk and waiting on a bench on the
side of the street until a man named Dan Ritchy (Barry Atwater) rides into town.
Robles kills him in revenge for Ritchy killing his family five years ago down in
Del Rio. Robles is wounded and taken by Sheriff Jack Tillman (Douglas Spencer)
to the doctor’s office. Robles has “a flesh wound” and is bandaged up by Estella
(Katy Jurado), a Mexican woman who works for Doc Adams’ (Douglas Fowley). She’s
more or less established her identity as the doctor’s assistant and
housekeeper, but feels some sense of isolation nonetheless because she’s a
Mexican.
Dirty and unshaven, Robles tries to put some moves on
her, but she rejects him. He leaves the doctor’s office and encounters Ed
Bannister (Peter Whitney), the owner of the only saloon in town. He takes him
to the saloon and buys him drinks, telling him he ought to be angry with him.
He had just hired Ritchy as part of an armed force he wants to use to take over
the town. Dodge and Abilene aren’t the wild towns they used to be, he says, and
he figures to turn Mesa into a new Sin City with him in charge. He offers
Robles Ritchy’s job. Robles demurs but then three more desperadoes that
Bannister sent for ride into town. Billy Dawson (John Larch), his brother
George (Mark Hamilton), and Fred Jasper (Guinn “Big Boy” Williams), come into
the saloon and invite Robles to drinks when they learn he killed Ritchy.
Robles whoops it up with the three outlaws who treat him
like an old friend, but after a while he tells Bannister he’s leaving. On his
way to his horse he spots Estella outside the doctor’s office and decides he
needs the doc to take another look at his gunshot wound. The doctor is out so
Robles tries again to get her to warm up to him but she’s having none of it. There’s
a commotion out in the street. They go outside and Estella reacts in horror as
she sees the Dawson brothers and Jasper throw a rope around Sheriff Tillman and
hoist him up on a rafter in front of the saloon. Estella runs to help the
sheriff, but Billy Dawson grabs her, throws her across his saddle and starts to
ride off with her. Robles tries to stop them and Billy draws his gun and Robles
kills him and the other two as well.
This is where the film gets interesting. Left with no
lawman to protect them and with Bannister threatening to hire more guns and ruin
the town for his own benefit, the townspeople offer Robles $100 a month and a
place to live in the back of the jail if he’ll take the sheriff’s job. Robles sees
the offer as a way to continue his pursuit of Estella and accepts. For the
moment it appears the outcast has found a place in the community. Even Estella
is kinder to him after he’d rescued her.However, she allows him to get no closer to her. When he tells her he’s
a better man now. He’s got a job, money and a place to live. But she reminds
him of his real place in Mesa. “Have you
ever gotten rid of rats in a house?” she asks. “You throw a snake into it and
lock the door. But when the rats are gone do you keep the snake around?”
The turning point in the story comes when the town holds
a dance. Everybody is enjoying themselves until the new sheriff shows up, all
clean and slicked up. First they stop him at the door and tell him to check his
gun and hat. There’s an awkward silence as everyone watches him and moves away
from him as he approaches. He asks one of the women to dance and she runs for
the punch bowl. Estella watches as the community gives Robles the cold
shoulder. He finally gets his hat and gun and goes outside to share a bottle
with Breezy (Whit Bissell), the town drunk.
Estella comes out from the dance and asks him why he
doesn’t leave. “Have you no pride?” she asks.
Robles tells her that she is the only reason he has
stayed in Mesa.
“You think I want you?” she asks.
“Don’t you?” Robles replies.
The scene ends with Robles slapping her and lurches off
in a drunken rage to have a final confrontation with Bannister.
“Man from Del Rio” was made in 1956 and in these scenes
with Katy Jurado we see both the savage side of Quinn, reminiscent of his
performance as Zampano in Fellini’s “La Strada”, as well as the vulnerability
he displayed in “Requiem for a Heavyweight.” I’m not saying “The Man from Del
Rio” is a film of that caliber, but it is fascinating to watch these two
performers bring a level of intensity to what could have been a run-of-the-mill
B-movie western or TV movie. Directed by Harry Horner, who mostly directed
episodes of TV series like “Gunsmoke” and “Lux Playhouse,” and written by
Richard Carr, who spent 30 years grinding out scripts for episodes of TV shows
from “Richard Diamond, Private Detective,” to “Johnny Staccatto,” “The Man from
Del Rio” manages to transcend its TV show origins and achieve something better.
It’s a fascinating film. Do Robles and Estella manage to find a place for
themselves in this world? Come on now. That would be telling.
“The Ride Back” is the second low budget Anthony Quinn
western presented on this KL Blu-Ray double bill, and is another story that
fits Frye’s definition of story as the quest for identity. In this case Quinn
plays Bob Callen, a half-Mexican outlaw wanted for the killing of a man in
Texas. William Conrad, best known as the heavyset star of the “Cannon” TV
series, plays Chris Hamish, the sheriff sent South of the Border to arrest him
and bring him back for trial. That’s a pretty commonplace storyline, except
that in this case Hamish is anything but the usual lawman. The fact is he
doesn’t really want to go to Mexico. As we find out in the ensuing story,
Hamish has been pretty much a failure all his life. He’s never been successful
at anything, has no friends, even his wife hates him. But he took the job to prove
once and for all that there was at least one thing he did right in his life. He
was going to bring a killer back from Mexico and make him stand trial.
Callen on the other hand has no such self-doubt. He’s got
a strong sense of who he is and what he can do. He’s popular and has friends
and when Hamish catches up with him, he finds him shacked up with a hot Mexican
beauty named Elena (Lita Milan), who’s so crazy about him she tries to kill
Hamish. Failing that she stalks them on the way back to the border and tries to
set her man free when they camp for the night. Hamish prevents that from
happening, puts her in the custody of a border guard and proceeds north with
Callen in shackles.
On the way they encounter Apaches and come upon a ranch
house where an elderly couple and their daughter are found dead. After they
bury the dead, Hamish discovers another survivor, another little girl (Ellen
Hope Monro) the twin of the dead one. Her purpose in the story is to show how
quickly she responds to Callen’s emotional personality, while running away from
Hamish, whose anger only frightens her. Needless to say there comes a point in
the story where the two men have to face themselves for the first time, and
make life or death decisions that affect not only themselves but the nameless
little girl as well. Are they really the men they think they are?
“The Ride Back” was a Robert Aldrich production, directed
by Allen H. Miner, veteran of hundreds of television series episodes, include
five episodes of the classic “Route 66” series. (In fact, do yourself a favor
and find copies of “Route 66” episodes “Cries of Persons Next to One,” starring
Michael Parks,” and “The Stone Guest,” possibly two of the best dramatic
stories to ever air on commercial television.) “The Ride Back” may sound a
little like “3:10 To Yuma” but it was originally written by Antony Ellis as a
script for the “Gunsmoke” radio series, which featured Conrad as Matt Dillon.
Conrad produced the film. It was obviously a passion project for him and Quinn
and Cannon give two strong, masculine performances. Lots of action and lots of
emotion.
This KL Studio Classics Blu-Ray has no bonus features
other than the original trailers and trailers for other KL releases. The black
and white prints for both films are very good, presented in 1080p with a 1.85:1
aspect ratio. The mono soundtracks are clear and tight. Recommended.
It’s a story line that’s been used in dozens of Western
films. Two long-time friends who grew up together, later split up and take
different paths—one follows the straight and narrow and becomes a lawman and
the other turns into an outlaw. Fate decrees that one day they will have to
meet in a showdown. It usually ends with the outlaw lying face down in the dirt
and the sheriff sad and bitter about it all, wondering if it was all really
worth it.
In 1973 two films with that plot were released within a
month of each other. In May, Universal released “Showdown†starring Rock Hudson
and Dean Martin, the last film directed by veteran helmsman George Seaton
(“Miracle on 34th St.,†“Airportâ€) and the last western that Martin
(“Sons of Katie Elder,†“Rio Bravoâ€) would star in. A month later, in June, MGM
released “Pat Garrett and Billy the Kid†directed by Sam Peckinpah, starring
Kris Kristofferson and James Coburn. It would be Peckinpah’s last turn at a
western. While the two films have similar stories, they couldn’t be more
different in tone, style, and execution. “Garrett†is a revisionist masterpiece
that, along with Peckinpah’s “The Wild Bunch,†changed the western forever. “Showdown,â€
on the other hand, is a remnant of, and a kind of elegy for, a bygone era of Hollywood
moviemaking. Kino Lorber has released a Blu-Ray edition of the film.
“Showdown†tells
the story of Chuck Jarvis (Rock Hudson) and Billy Massey (Dean Martin), two
guys who grew up together in Cumbres, New Mexico. Chuck is the straight and
narrow one, and Billy is something of a gambler and a pretty fair hand with a
gun. He likes to play the ocarina too. They get along fine until Kate (Susan
Clark), who runs an eatery in town, enters the scene. Screenwriter Theodore
Taylor throws a touch of Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid into the mix by
showing them in a series of flashbacks as three good friends, hanging out,
enjoying each other’s company, just like Butch, Sundance and Etta. But when
Chuck and Kate decide to get married, Billy packs up his ocarina and splits the
scene, eventually winding up on the old Outlaw Trail. Chuck and Kate settle
down on the ranch that they bought with money Billy won in a sharpshooter
contest, and Chuck eventually becomes the sheriff in Cumbres.
Years later, unaware that Chuck is now the Sheriff in
Cumbres, Billy rides back into the territory as part of a gang that robs a
train. There’s trouble when the gang divides up the loot and they try to cheat
Billy out of his fair share. Billy is forced to kill the brother of gang leader
Art Williams (Donald Moffett) and rides off with all the loot. Williams vows to
track him down. Back in Cumbres, when Chuck is told that Billy has robbed a
train he reluctantly sets out with two Indian guides to track him down. While
he’s gone, Billy shows up at the ranch. Kate still has a warm spot for old
lovable Billy, and she hides him from the Williams gang until Chuck gets back.
In an odd bit of dialogue for a western, at one point Billy tells Kate he
thinks she thinks that he doesn’t like her. Kate winces a bit.
“It isn’t that,†she says. “I just stepped in between Damon
and Pythias.â€
“Who are they?†Billy asks.
Kate replies: “A vaudeville act. They play the better
saloons.â€
The reference to the Greek legend about two friends who
face the ultimate test of friendship seems to go over Billy’s head, but given Dean
Martin’s own personal experience of a long term friendship with a certain
famous comedian, and the rumors that the reason they split up was because their
wives didn’t get along, the theme strikes a strange chord. When Chuck tracks
Billy back to his own ranch, the friends are briefly reunited. They concoct a
half-baked plan that they think will keep Billy from going to prison and the
next morning Chuck takes him to town and locks him up temporarily.Things might have worked out except for an
ambitious prosecutor (John McLiam) who is determined to see Billy hang.
Lazlo Kovacs’s cinematography is magnificent. Using
Todd-AO 35 cameras, he fills the screen with wide vistas, bright, colorful
sweeps of the northern New Mexico scenery, with the Sierra Madre Mountains
looming in the distance. Every frame, except some interior shots, is in deep
focus with distant mountains and foreground figures in clear, sharp detail. The
2.35:1 aspect ratio makes you feel like you can breathe deeper just looking at
it. This is why Blu-Rays matter. This film plays quite often on the Encore Westerns
Channel. But it is cropped to 1.85:1. In that format, it makes no impression at
all.
The climax of the film is set in a forest fire, with
Chuck and Billy and the outlaw gang in pursuit of each other, finally ending in
a totally burnt-out, black and charred landscape. What more fitting setting for
the death of a genre? It can be argued that the traditional western declined and fell during this period of filmmaking. “Showdown†was one of the final casualties of the genre, however there would still be a few classics released including "The Outlaw Josey Wales and "The Shootist".
Kino Lorber’s transfer of “Showdown†to Blu-Ray is
excellent. This is a disc you want to own if you just want to show off what
your big-screen 4k High Definition TV can do. Colors are rich. None of that
monochrome palette that Ridley Scott is so fond of. The sound on the disc is
mono, which is too bad. David Shire’s score, featuring a repeated theme played
on an ocarina, is wistful, alternately peppy and lonesome. Extra features
include an informative audio commentary by film historians Howard S. Berger and
Steve Mitchell, and a trailer for “Showdown†and half a dozen other features
available on KL discs.
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Issue #49 (January, 2021)
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Robert Leese scare up some memories of the cult classic "Carnival of Souls"
Dave Worrall and Lee Pfeiffer look back on the 1976 Sensurround sensation "Midway"
Remembering Sir Sean Connery
James Sherlock examines Stanley Kramer's pandemic Cold War classic "On the Beach".
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Issue #50 (May, 2021)
50th anniversary celebration of "The French Connection" : Todd Garbarini interviews director William Friedkin
"Scars of Dracula": Mark Cerulli interviews stars Jenny Hanley and Christopher Matthews
Mark Mawston interviews Luc Roeg about his father Nicholas Roeg's "Walkabout"
James Bond producer Kevin McClory-Matthew Field and Ajay Chowdhury interview his family members
John Harty pays tribute to "Young Cassidy" starring Rod Taylor
"The Curse of the Werewolf"- Nicholas Anez pays tribute to the underrated Hammer horror film
Dave Worrall on the moving 1974 adventure film "The Dove"
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Dave Worrall chronicles the challenges of bringing Cleopatra to the big screen in a 14 page Film in Focus feature loaded with rare photos.
John Harty looks at the ambitious but disastrous Soviet/Italian co-production of "The Red Tent" starring Sean Connery, Claudia Cardinale and Peter Finch
Terence Denman rides tall in the saddle with his story behind "The Savage Guns", the only Western ever made by Hammer Films
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In
“Union Pacific†(1939), an epic Western produced and directed by Cecil B.
DeMille for Paramount Pictures in flavorful black-and-white, Union Army veteran
Jeff Butler (Joel McCrea) is hired as a troubleshooter by the fledgling Union
Pacific Railroad just after the end of the Civil War.In the 2021 corporate world, his job description
probably would say “Head of Security.â€Butler is an engineer by profession, but he’s traded his slide rule (or
whatever engineers used in those days) for a pair of six-shooters.The Union Pacific is laying track westward
from Nebraska to connect in Utah with the Central Pacific, as the latter
proceeds eastward from California.Jeff’s duty is to make sure the Union Pacific stays on schedule, and
that means no malingering or sabotage by the track crew.If the Union Pacific falls behind, the Central
Pacific becomes top dog.
Jeff’s
main problem is shady gambler Sid Campeau (Brian Donlevy), whose portable
saloon travels westward with the train.At each “end of track,†Campeau sets up his bar and poker tables, ready
to move on to the next stop as the rails advance.Unknown to anybody but Campeau and his
associates, the cardsharp has been hired by financier Asa Barrows (Henry
Kolker) to delay progress by getting the workmen drunk, distracted,
disgruntled, and if necessary, dead.Barrows is the lead investor in the Union Pacific, but he schemes to
make even more money by undermining the project behind the scenes.Once the railroad irretrievably falls behind
schedule thanks to Campeau’s mischief, he’ll short-sell his stock before the
news goes out, put the money into the Central Pacific, and reap a windfall when
the rival company’s assets soar.And you
thought that today’s Wall Street cutthroats were unscrupulous.
Piling
on the complications for Jeff, Campeau’s right-hand man is Dick Allen (Robert
Preston), an old buddy from the war.At
first, the two pals are glad to meet up again with the sort of dialogue that
wouldn’t be out of place in a modern bro-mance movie: “Why, I haven’t seen you
since Philadelphia,†Allen says.“No, it
was Washington,†Jeff corrects him.“You
passed out in Philadelphia.â€Dick soon
starts to live up to his name, when he and Campeau do their best to make each
“end of track†a permanent end of track.
It
doesn’t help that Dick is sweet on Mollie Monahan (Barbara Stanwyck), the
daughter of the railroad’s senior conductor and its traveling
postmistress.Despite his sleazy
behavior otherwise, he seems serious about truly being in love and wanting to
marry her.But Mollie and Jeff begin to
fall for each other.
To
some degree, “Union Pacific†was a roll of the dice for DeMille and Paramount
when it began pre-production.DeMille’s
last movie, “The Buccaneer†(1938), had barely scraped by with audiences, and
the director himself was in severe post-operative pain from prostate
surgery.For the studio, the $1.2
million budget (over $100 million in today’s dollars) represented a great leap
of faith, especially for a Western.But
it proved to be a worthwhile investment.“Union Pacific†emerged as a box-office hit, earning healthy returns
even after going over schedule and over budget because the exacting DeMille
refused to cut corners.C.B. “had a
horror of cheating the picture, or the audience,†author Scott Eyman noted in
“Empire of Dreams: The Epic Life of Cecil B. DeMille†(2010).Along with the releases of “Stagecoach,â€
“Dodge City,†“Destry Rides Again,†“Jesse James,†and “Frontier Marshal†that
same year, “Union Pacific†helped reinvigorated Westerns as A-list productions.This success laid the foundation for the
genre’s commercial and critical supremacy in the next two decades.The film must have been great, free publicity
for the actual Union Pacific, comparable to all the free hoopla that Richard
Branson and Jeff Bezos enjoyed this summer from the adulatory media coverage of
their spaceship junkets.
There
was one bump along the way for DeMille, when he approached his friend Gary
Cooper for the Jeff Butler role.Cooper
had headlined DeMille’s popular 1936 Western, “The Plainsman.â€In that era when John Wayne was still
struggling to rise from an undistinguished B-movie career (John Ford would
throw him a lifeline with “Stagecoachâ€), Cooper was the go-to star for
Westerns.But Coop was already
contracted for another picture, and McCrea was the happy fallback as the quiet,
capable hero.It was a role that McCrea
more or less would reprise in forty more productions over the next thirty
years.Unlike today’s emotionally fragile
and immature movie heroes, Jeff Butler never once complains about a miserable
childhood or wonders whether he’s cut out for all this.
They
say (whoever “they†are) that it’s the “oldest profession.†Maybe it is and
perhaps it’s not, but there is no question that prostitution is indeed a
profession—if it’s voluntary. Yes, it’s illegal in most places, but still…
In
New York City during the 70s, 80s, and 90s (and probably still today), private
brothels were plentiful throughout the metropolis. One only had to pick up a newspaper
that catered to underground activities (available at any newsstand), or even New
York Magazine or the Village Voice to find classified ads that
directed clientele to phone numbers for discreet services. It is assumed that
law enforcement is paid off for protection—or maybe it’s the mob, so who knows?
While assuredly there may have been instances of human trafficking going on in
these places, most of the time these brothels were operated privately and
employed ordinary, women-next-door types who looked upon the “job†as a way of
making money.
Feminist
filmmaker Lizzie Borden’s docu-drama Working Girls,about the goings-on
and culture of a private brothel, premiered at the Cannes Film Festival in 1986
(it won the Special Jury Prize), and then was released to the public in 1987. It
is a realistic, frank, and non-judgmental examination of a handful of women who
are “working girls†and what a typical shift might be like. Suffice it to say
that it’s not the typical day job.
Molly
(Louise Smith) is a smart, attractive, Yale graduate with two degrees. Her life
partner is a woman, and they have a daughter together. Molly rides a bicycle to
work, which is an apartment with several bedrooms upstairs and a comfortable
living room and kitchen downstairs. The building’s doorman is discreetly paid
to keep things quiet. Molly works with two to three other women throughout the
day, seeing various men who make appointments over the phone. The madam is Lucy
(Ellen McElduff), an attractive middle-aged woman who states, “The two things I
love most in life are sex and money… I just never knew until much later they
were connected.†Lucy is all about the business, keeping clients happy, and
only slightly considerate of her employees. Molly, Gina (Marusia Zach), Dawn
(Amanda Goodwin), and, later, April (Janne Peters) and Mary (Helen Nicholas) “entertainâ€
a variety of men who run the gamut of personalities—shy and awkward, confident
and boorish, nice but weird, and creepily aggressive. Molly, who is usually personable
and “acts†the part she’s supposed to do, takes the work in stride until she is
pressured to take another shift into the night. Finally, the stress becomes too
much.
This
is a fascinating picture that will assuredly make you uncomfortable. It is
insightful and raw in its matter-of-factness. Director Borden takes a
documentary-like approach to the material, even though the story is fiction and
focuses on a character arc that evolves over a twelve-hour period. There is
nothing here that can be called a stereotype, and it can be said that the
sexual activity on the screen is far from erotic. The approximately 90-minute
picture was released unrated, but it likely would be a hard R or perhaps an X
(this was before X was replaced by NC-17). It should be noted that most of the
creative team and crew were women.
Louise
Smith is marvelous as Molly. She exhibits a knowing canniness to the
proceedings without letting her true emotions erupt until she finally does
reach the breaking point. McElduff’s Lucy is also perfect as the ingratiating
boss who pretends to care about the working girls, but she is truly only
interested in her married boyfriend and the gifts he bestows.
The
Criterion Collection’s Blu-ray release features a new, restored 4K digital transfer
supervised by Borden, and it comes with an uncompressed monaural soundtrack. There
are English subtitles for the hearing impaired. An optional audio commentary
from 2007 is enlightening and smart, spoken by Borden, director of photography
Judy Irola, and actor Amanda Goodwin.
Supplements
include a new conversation between Borden and feminist filmmaker Bette Gordon (Variety;
1983); a terrific new Zoom discussion between actors Smith and Goodwin,
producer Andi Gladstone, and assistant director Vicky Funari; and a new Zoom
discussion between real-life sex workers Antonia Crane, Daphne, Selena the
Stripper, and Jo Weldon. The booklet contains an essay by author So Mayer and
excerpts from a 1987 interview with Borden by film scholar Scott MacDonald.
Working
Girls is
a time capsule of 1980s New York City, a sobering view of what really goes on behind
these closed doors, and a prime example of smart, challenging, independent
filmmaking.
Kurt Russell and the late great character
actor J.T. Walsh have shared the screen multiples times together, specifically
in Robert Towne’s Tequila Sunrise (1989), Ron Howard’s Backdraft
(1991), and Stuart Baird’s Executive Decision (1994). In the Spring of 1997,
I saw the trailer for a new film called Breakdown, also featuring these
two fine actors. I groaned - it looked like just another run-of-the-mill,
headache-inducing, over-the-top testosterone action fest with very little basis
in reality. Foolishly, I avoided it until I found myself at the Glendale 9, an
Arizona multiplex drive-in while in Phoenix on a business trip. Breakdown
was just about the only movie on the marquee that looked remotely interesting,
though I still had serious doubts. Reluctantly, I paid the admission, fearing
the worst. For the first time in a long time, I was wrong. Completely wrong.
My initial reservations about Breakdown were totally erased halfway
through the story. Years of suffering through uninteresting action films with empty,
amusement park-like “thrills†almost prevented me from seeing one of the best
films of the 1990s and a movie that easily lends itself to repeat viewings. I
watched Breakdown while reclining on the hood of my rental car. To say
that I was absolutely riveted would be a huge understatement. I thought the
paint would permanently adhere to my sweaty palms.
For
me, Breakdown is a near masterpiece. To disclose the plot would destroy what
I found to be an utterly nail-biting motion picture experience, which is
something I do not think I have ever truly experienced. There are some spoilers
ahead, so non-viewers please tread lightly. There is such an overwhelming sense
of menace and peril in Breakdown that it almost becomes a cruel
experiment in fear. For a first-time directing job by Jonathan Mostow, who
previously scripted the Michael Douglas/David Fincher film The Game
(1997), Breakdown is awe-inspiring. The opening credits sequence alone
is imaginative and appropriate to the story, utilizing animation to simultaneously
represent a mesh of cartographic interstates and what could also be construed
as cerebral arteries. The film’s title is a double meaning. Kurt Russell and
Kathleen Quinlan are Jeff and Amy Taylor, a forty-something married couple
moving from New England to San Diego in a brand-new Jeep Grand Cherokee Laredo
SUV. On their way driving through the empty plains of the Midwest, Jeff is
momentarily distracted reaching for his thermos and just misses crashing into a
mud caked Ford F150 pick-up driven by a large man who shouts obscenities. An
unfortunate encounter ensues later when the man castigates Jeff while refueling.
Speeding away, the new Jeep suffers an electrical difficulty and Jeff and Amy
find themselves stranded in a place befitting of an Alfred Hitchcock thriller. The
Ford truck speeds by, cheerfully acknowledging the couple’s plight with a long
horn blow leading to a brief and tense stand-off which is alleviated by the
arrival of Red Barr, a truck driver (the late great J.T. Walsh) who offers to
give Amy a ride to Belle’s Diner some miles down the road to call road service
(his CB blew a fuse earlier and is non-functioning). When she accepts, Jeff
waits…and waits…and discovers an unplugged wire in the Jeep’s undercarriage.
Normally,
I would call out Amy’s foolishness for accepting such a ride as a woman her age
should know the dangers of hitch-hiking, however New Englanders routinely give
rides to one another and this plot point helps explain her action. Jeff makes
his way to the diner and all the patrons and owner (a terrific turn by
character actor Jack McGee) do not recall seeing her, except for a mildly slow
co-worker in the parking lot. This puts into motion a high level of suspense as
Jeff’s cell phone fails to get decent service while he rushes to find his wife.
It turns out that Jeff and Amy have been pegged for financial embezzlement by
Red, Earl (M.C. Gainey as the Ford driver), Billy (Jack Noseworthy, the “slowâ€
diner worker), and Al (the late Rich Brinkley), a husky accomplice. Rex Linn of
TV’s Better Call Saul is also on hand as a police officer who offers
Jeff some recourse.
Breakdown, which opened on Friday, May 2, 1997, might
appear to be an action film, but it is more of a thriller with some action
sequences. It has been a longtime indeed since this level of suspense has seen
the light of day on the silver screen. It is so good, in fact, that it feels
like a Seventies film made in the Nineties. It is amazing that it was not the
blockbuster that it deserved to be. Poor marketing perhaps?
Shooting
in the 2.35:1 Panavision ratio, Mr. Mostow has created a plausible scenario
replete with four of the most frightening villains seen of late. They certainly
give Bill McKinney and Herbert "Cowboy" Coward, the mountain men in Deliverance
(1972), a run for their money. J. T. Walsh, who unfortunately passed away not
too long after this film was released (his death is a real loss to the film
world), appears in one of the best performances of his sterling and memorable career:
a purely evil man who doubles as an everyday Joe who loves his wife and son (Moira
Harris and Vincent Berry, respectively) but commits terrible acts for money. You
get the feeling that these monsters have been doing what they do for a long
time, although there were moments wherein I thought a double-cross would
transpire among them. They all appear to be loyal to one another, making me
wonder how these guys ended up together in the first place. The supporting cast
all do a phenomenal job as well.
Breakdown’s plot is by no means original. This type of
story depicting a person who goes missing has been told over many decades: Robert
Fuest's And Soon the Darkness (1970), Philip Leacock's television film Dying
Room Only (1973), and, in particular, George Sluizer’s icy 1988 Dutch/French
character study Spoorloos, known in the States as The Vanishing. Breakdown
succeeds for the same reason that Steven Spielberg's Duel (1971) does
(though Duel is more cinematic): it takes two ordinary human beings and
thrusts them into a horrendous situation they would never have any reason to
suspect they would ever be a part of. That is not to say that the film does not
have a few convenient plot devices, but even when it does, they can be
forgiven.
Cinema Retro has been invited by Kino Lorber to premiere the trailer for
the new feature film "Lust for Gold: A Race Against Time.". Here is the
official press release:
Like
the 1949 Columbia Pictures release of Lust for Gold, this present-day true
story is about obsession, greed, and the hunt for gold. Boyhood dreams of
treasure lead to a lifelong search when a retired missile scientist makes a
monumental discovery and tempts fate for fortune as he hatches a secret plan to
prove his claim. With his estranged son at his side, he secures an
entertainment/personal injury lawyer who assembles a team –a retired blackjack
dealer, a veterinary assistant, and a dog. The plan? To covertly remove gold
bullion from within the most restricted area of Federal land deep within
Superstition Mountain, Arizona. But the one risk greater than facing the
unforgiving terrain and Federal prosecution is time.
The
Feature Presentation is preceded by a Featurette,The Tomb, which follows the
same team in their efforts to unearth a Jesuit Tomb said to contain millions of
dollars of gold bars, jewels, coins and paintings.
Director’s Statement:
When we’re young, our futures seem endless. Yet time has a
way of passing at increasing speed. Lust for Gold: A Race Against Time is about
holding onto our dreams and embracing adventure. For gold hunters, it’s the
search for an undiscovered vein or a buried cache. What drives us to seek
something that’s not ours –to risk injury or death to find an unearned prize?
For most, that prize eludes them. For some, it hides right under their feet,
while others are just too late. But for all, their undying belief lives on. It
is the human condition that interests me. All the characters in our film have a
thirst for adventure, but they’re also in search of something else. While
finding gold is at the forefront of their minds, they each have other
motivations, some conscious, some unconscious. They seek redemption, praise,
purpose, to prove their human value, to change their lot in life –all part of
the human experience. While our story rides on the surface of our characters’ actions,
their actual story plays deeper and is there for the observant. It’s not just
about a lust for gold, but for life–what’s left to discover, what will be our legacy?
I’m inspired by those who have taken the risk in their search and allowed us to
follow them on their adventure.
Robert May
LUST FOR GOLD: A RACE AGAINST TIME will have its premiere
Sunday, April 18 as part of the Arizona Film Festival. The screening will be
preceded by a Treasure Hunt (Lust
For Gold Treasure Hunt - Senart Films), from 11am to 4pm at the
Mercado District. The Treasure Hunt event is free and open to the public.
The film is available from Kino Lorber for
virtual/theatrical screenings. The Blu-ray, DVD and digital release date is
June 15th.
Dave Worrall chronicles the challenges of bringing Cleopatra to the big screen in a 14 page Film in Focus feature loaded with rare photos.
John Harty looks at the ambitious but disastrous Soviet/Italian co-production of "The Red Tent" starring Sean Connery, Claudia Cardinale and Peter Finch
Terence Denman rides tall in the saddle with his story behind "The Savage Guns", the only Western ever made by Hammer Films
Dave Worrall and Lee Pfeiffer unveil the secrets of "Ice Station Zebra" starring Rock Hudson, Ernest Borgnine, Patrick McGoohan and Jim Brown
Rare original U.S. drive-in movie theater adverts
Brian Davidson's exclusive interview with David McGillivray (aka McG), screenwriter of 1970s horror flicks and looks back at "Hoffman", the bizarre film that Peter Sellers wanted destroyed.
Nicholas Anez examines the underrated thriller "The Night Visitor" starring Max Von Sydow, Liv Ullmann, Per Oscarsson and Trevor Howard
Plus regular columns by Raymond Benson, Darren Allison and Gareth Owen
The 1963 comedy Sunday in New York comes to Blu-ray through
the Warner Archive. The movie is based on Norman Krasna's 1961 play
which was a modest hit on Broadway starring young Robert Redford. Krasna
also provides the screenplay for the film version, which was directed
by Peter Tewksbury. The film was somewhat of an eyebrow-raiser at the
time, with its relatively bold approach to modern sexuality among young
people. The movie's major asset is its engaging cast of lead characters:
Cliff Robertson, Jane Fonda, Rod Taylor and Robert Culp. Fonda plays a
frustrated 22 year-old virgin who is made to feel guilty about her
sexual urges. She is going out with millionaire society boy Culp but is
frustrated by his lack of romantic aggressiveness. Fonda makes an
unannounced visit to her brother, airline pilot Robertson, in order to
seek advice out the wisdom of a girl keeping her virginity until
marriage. Robertson piously counsels her that only 'good girls' get the
best husbands, but secretly hides his own life as a playboy. His
Manhattan bachelor pad needs a revolving door to handle his liaisons
with tempting airline stewardesses.
While exploring the
sights of New York City, Fonda meets cute with
handsome writer and man of the world Rod Taylor. A clumsy near-seduction
turns disastrous and sets up a convoluted set of comic circumstances in
which misunderstandings and confusions of identity thrust the
characters into emotional turmoil. The antics are quite dated today but
provide a fascinating insight into how female sexuality was repressed
during this era. It was permissible for men to lead Hugh Hefner-inspired
lifestyles, but even the hint of an urge on the part of a young woman
would leave her branded as a slut. Nevertheless, the four leads are in
top form and provide plenty of genuine laughs, even if some of the
comedic situations are as predictable as they are contrived. Fonda is
perfect as the somewhat liberated woman who is fighting society's
conventional attitudes. It's ironic that within a few short years, Sunday in New York would
look as a dated as an Oscar Wilde comedy of manners and Fonda would be
playing the intergalactic sex goddess Barbarella. Robertson and Taylor
prove once again that they could not only credibly play men of action,
but were also excellent performing light comedy. Culp, who would go on
to
stardom the following year in I Spy, should have emerged as a much bigger star on the silver screen.There are also some fine supporting turns by Jo Morrow and Jim Backus.
Although much of the film is somewhat claustrophobic due to its
origins as a play, Tewksbury opens up the action considerably by
shooting in some of New York's most legendary locations. It's a joy to
see the city during this era, from the ice skating rink at Rockefeller
Center to the famed rowboats in Central Park. There are also some
nostalgic ads visible on buses including one that promotes nickel rides
at New Jersey's legendary Palisades Amusement Park.There is an extended
sequence in which jazz great Peter Nero performs in a nightclub,
complete with a solo by Leslie Uggams. (Nero wrote the score for the
film, including the title theme which is sung by another hipster, Mel
Torme).
It's easy to dismiss Sunday in New York as a quaint look at
sexuality, but it also affords the viewer the opportunity to spend time
with the kind of leading actors who retro movie lovers revere.
The
region-free Warner Archive Blu-ray is up to the company's high
standards and is a considerable upgrade to the DVD release. The only
bonus feature is a trailer.
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An
all star cast features in the adaptation of Leon Uris’ “Battle Cry,†available
on Blu-ray via the Warner Archive Collection. The granddaddy of contemporary
WWII melodramas like “The Winds of War†and “Band of Brothers,†“Battle Cryâ€
was one of the first big dramatic war stories which followed multiple
characters through boot camp, romance, heartbreak, the battlefield, death and
homecoming. One of my favorite movies in this genre is Otto Preminger’s “In
Harms Way†from 1965 which teamed John Wayne and Kirk Douglas. “Battle Cry†was
first a best selling novel released in 1953 and quickly adapted to the big
screen. Some people criticize these types of military themed melodramas as
being light on action and heavy on romance, but there’s certainly a place for
both.
“Battle
Cry†begins with the narrator setting the stage. It’s January 1942 and several
young men and their families say their goodbye’s from East Coast to West Coast picking
up more guys along the way to San Diego where they will start their 10 weeks of
training at the Marine Corps Base in California. The narrator of the story is their
senior NCO, Master Sergeant Mac, played by James Whitmore in one of my favorite
of his many great performances. He portrayed a similar character a few years
earlier in the gritty story of the Battle of Bastogne, “Battleground.†He also served
in the Marine Corps during WWII and his portrayal in both films is convincing
and natural.
We
meet all the central characters on the train and we get the basic set up for their
stories. They’re a mixed lot, ranging from intellectuals and the street wise to
hot heads, country boys, a lumberjack and tough guys. We follow them from boot
camp to radio school and then off to the war in the Pacific with stops in New
Zealand and Hawaii in between landings on Guadalcanal, Tarawa and Saipan. In
between they find time for romance and infidelity.
Danny
Forrester (Tab Hunter) is engaged to his high school sweetheart, Kathy (Mona
Freeman). While in San Diego he meets USO volunteer Elaine Yarborough (Dorothy
Malone), the wife of a deployed naval officer who, as she says, has everything
she needs. They have a brief affair until Danny breaks it off.
Andy
Hookins (Aldo Ray) is the confirmed bachelor of the group who sees “dames†as
playthings. He reminds his pals their problem is falling for one dame. While in New Zealand, he meets
and falls for widow Pat Rogers (Nancy Olson). She’s not like the other women he
has met and apologizes to her for his behavior. He meets her family and later,
they get married. He even contemplates desertion to avoid the risk of leaving
her and dying in the war.
Marion
“Sister Mary†Hotchkiss (John Lupton) is a reader, a thinker and an aspiring
writer who rides the Coronado Ferry while on liberty during radio school. There
he meets Rae (Anne Francis), who enjoys their relationship talking on the boat. He
wants more, but she likes things as they are. Later, while at a local bar with
his classmates, she walks in with several other girls brought in by “Spanish
Joe†Gomez (Perry Lopez) to liven things up for his fellow Marines. Naturally,
Marion is devastated and leaves.
“Skiâ€
Wronski (William Campbell) also has a girl back home, Susan (Susan Morrow) who
sends him a “Dear John†letter. He’s never the same after that. The guys rescue
him and his nest egg which a bar girl tries to steal while he’s drunk. He never
does quite bounce back from his girl dumping him and marrying someone else.
Van
Heflin is Major Sam Huxley, the commanding officer of the 2nd Battalion 6th
Marine Regiment. He works his men hard in order to prepare them for fighting
the enemy. He has a wife back home we never meet, but we know he cares for his
men and sometimes crosses the line in identifying too closely with their
personal problems.
Raymond
Massey has a cameo as Major General Snipes, Huxley’s commanding officer during
their island hopping in the Pacific. L.Q. Jones provides comic relief as L.Q.
Jones. The actor changed his professional name from Justus E. McQueen to his
screen namesake in his film debut which was probably good as there may have
been room for only one McQueen in Hollywood. Perry Lopez is the afore mentioned
“Spanish Joe†Gomez, the con man of the outfit and Fess Parker is the good
natured, guitar playing country boy, Speedy.
The
Marines finally depart San Diego and in November 1942 they arrive in New
Zealand for more training and to prepare for their first island invasion. After
celebrating Christmas services, the Marines ship out to Guadalcanal and then
Tarawa. In both cases they are held in reserve and perform mop up duty. It
isn’t until June 14th, 1944, the Marines take a lead role as part of the first
wave in the invasion of Japanese held Saipan. In between they take leave back
in New Zealand and Hawaii. This final third of the movie depicts the men at
war. For those of us used to contemporary watching recent films which have more
realistic depictions of combat, “Battle Cry†may appear unrealistic and dated.
If you’re looking for a war movie filled with battlefield action, this may not
be the one for you. It’s nearly 90 minutes until the first bomb is dropped and
the battle action takes center stage.
Leon
Uris adapted the screenplay from his own novel. He based the story on his own
experiences as a radio operator in the Marine Corps and served in combat during
the battles depicted in the story and fictionalized those experiences to great
effect. Uris would go on to write many more best selling novels which is where
his greatest success remains. He did write first drafts for adaptations of “The
Angry Hills,†“Exodus,†“Topaz,†and “QB VII†as well as the original
screenplay for “The Gunfight at the O.K. Corral.†I think it’s safe to say Uris
was not happy in Hollywood as a couple of his first draft screenplays went
unused.
“Battle
Cry†was directed by Raoul Walsh, whose career began in silent movies and
continued into the mid 1960s. Known for his crime dramas and military themed
movies, Walsh first introduced John Wayne in the 1930 release, “The Big Trail.â€
He helped create the tough guy personas associated with James Cagney, Humphrey
Bogart and Errol Flynn in movies like “They Drive By Night,†“High Sierra,†“They
Died with Their Boots On†and “White Heat.†He also directed the antithesis of
“Battle Cry,†the gritty and cynical military drama, “The Naked and the Deadâ€
which features no home front romance or melodrama of any kind.
“Battle
Cry†is indeed a statement on war and the human toll during war at home and on
the field of battle. If I were to pick a favorite performance, I’d have to say
it’s a tie between James Whitmore and Aldo Ray. Whitmore because he’s spot on
in his thoughtful portrayal as a career senior NCO who empathizes with his men
and successfully turns them into Marines without being a tyrant. Aldo Ray
because his portrayal is the most transformative going from essentially a cad
and a womanizer who falls for the right woman and considers deserting in order
to preserve the new man he has become.
Released
by Warner Bros. in February 1955, the movie clocks in at a hefty 148 minutes. Filmed
in CinemaScope, the “Battle Cry†benefits greatly from the widescreen aspect
ratio. The Warner Archive Collection Blu-ray looks better than it ever has on
home video and sounds just as good. There are no extras on the disc other than
the trailer and subtitles. Highly recommended for fans of high drama military
movies.
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There’s an old axiom often quoted by writers that once
you find a winning formula for putting stories together, stick with it. That
certainly must have been the case back in the 1940s when the films collected
together by Kino Lorber for its “Western Classics I†three disc box set were
made. “When the Daltons Rode†(1940), “The Virginian†(1946), and “Whispering
Smith†(1948) are all different movies, made by different writers and
directors, with different settings, characters and plots, but when all is said
and done they all basically tell the same story. Two guys who are pals have
their friendship strained when they both fall in love with the same woman. It’s
obviously a formula that worked.
In “When theDalton’s Rode,†Tod Jackson (Randolph
Scott) is a lawyer who comes west to set up his practice in Oklahoma, but finds
he’s needed more in Kansas where his old friends, the Daltons, live. The Dalton
family is having the kind of trouble that homesteaders usually have in these
flicks—land grabbers. Tod decides to stay in Kansas and help them out. He and
Bob Dalton (Broderick Crawford), especially, were good friends in their younger
days, and the romantic triangle in this movie arises from the fact that Bob is
engaged now to Julie King (Kay Francis). But when Tod meets her, it’s love at
first sight. Tod’s inner conflict between loyalty to Bob and his attraction to
Julie is played out against the background story of the Dalton’s fight with the
Kansas Land Development Company. Bob, Emmett (Frank Albertson,) Ben (Stuart
Erwin), and Grat Dalton (Brian Donleavy) are a wild bunch, and probably
responsible for all that grey hair in their Ma’s (Mary Gordon) head. So it’s no surprise when one of the men
working for the Land Development Company is accidentally killed in a fight with
the Dalton boys and Ben is charged with murder. When they bring him into court
for a speedy trial, the movie which had been pretty tame up to now, goes into
high gear.
The second half of the film’s 82-minute length is one
action sequence after another executed by a team of veteran stuntmen including Eddie
Parker and Bob Reeves. There’s a breakout from the courthouse, an attempted
lynching, a rescue of Emmett Dalton by Tod on buckboard, and a sequence of the
four Daltons stealing a stagecoach, pursued by a posse of about 20 men. The
Daltons jump off the front of the coach, unharness the horses pulling the stage
and lead the posse on a merry chase. This is followed by several more high
action scenes, including the Daltons leaping off a mountainside onto a passing
train and later jumping their horses off the moving train. Yakima Canutt shows
up in archival footage jumping a horse off a cliff into a river.
Director George Marshall and screenwriter Harold Shumate
used Emmett Dalton’s biographical novel as the basis for the film—a book that was
considered a complete whitewash of the Daltons—to create what is basically an
entertaining B-western that has as very little to do with the actual Dalton
gang. Do Randy and Kay find happiness? What do you think?
The Blu-Ray disc bonus features include audio commentary
by film historian Toby Roan and the theatrical trailer for the movie. Picture
and sound are good. While it’s not a restoration, the black and white
photography of Hal Mohr looks clean and textured.
In “The
Virginian,†the title character (Joel McCrea), who apparently does not have
a real name and Steve Andrews (Sonny Tufts) are best buds, working as cowhands
on a cattle ranch in Medicine Bow, Wyo. They’re having a fine old time until
Molly Wood (Barbara Britton) arrives by train. She’s the new school teacher and
when she sees the Virginian herding some cows off the train tracks, she likes
what she sees. But Steve wastes no time moving in and offers to take her
luggage to the hotel. While Steve is lugging suitcases. Molly is startled by a
Brahma bull, and the Virginian rides to her “rescue.†The two cowboys spend the
rest of the movie trying to outmaneuver each other.
In “When the Daltons Rode,†the main complication was the
battle between the Daltons and the Land Development Company. Here instead of
land grabbing, the problem is cattle rustling. Cattle have been disappearing
off the ranches around Medicine Bow and the Virginian suspects a man named Trampas
(Brian Donleavy) is the one behind it all. Well, why wouldn’t he? He not only
wears a black hat, he dresses in black from head to foot. The Virginian’s also
a bit suspicious of his friend Steve who lately seems a bit too friendly with
the man in black. The plot draws these lines of tension to a final
confrontation when The Virginian must choose between friendship and adherence
to the Code of the West and possibly losing Molly’s affections. The penalty for
rustling is hanging.
This is the movie where Trampas calls the Virginian a
name and the Virginian draws his gun and tells him “Smile when you call me
that.†To which Trampas replies: “With a gun against my belly, I always smile.â€
Personally I thought it sounded better when Gary Cooper said it to Walter
Huston in the 1929 version made by Victor Fleming, but McCrea and Donleavy
aren’t bad. “The Virginian†has been filmed at least five times, going all the
way back to a silent version in 1914 by Cecil B. DeMille, starring Dustin
Farnum. Based on a classic western novel by Owen Wister, The Virginian was made
into a TV series in the 1960s, which is still running today on cable.
Kino Lorber’s Blu-Ray of “The Virginian†is very good in
terms of picture and sound, with colors bright and details sharp and clear. An
audio commentary by author/film historian Lee Gambin and actress/film historian
Rutanya Alda is provided on a separate soundtrack. The theatrical trailer is
also provided.
The
late actor Kirk Douglas has often cited that one of his favorite pictures he
ever made was Lonely are the Brave, a “western†set in its contemporary
year of release (1962).
Based
on Edward Abbey’s 1956 novel, The Brave Cowboy, the picture was shot on
location in New Mexico and directed by David Miller, a craftsman who worked
with a variety of genres and subjects (he gave us the 1952 film noir Sudden
Fear and the 1941 Billy the Kid). Most significantly, the screenplay
is by Dalton Trumbo, whom Douglas “rescued†from blacklist hell two years
earlier by giving the writer screen credit for his work on Spartacus
(and effectively ending the blacklist). It is indeed Trumbo’s script—and
Douglas’ fine performance—that makes Lonely are the Brave a quality
movie.
Jack
Burns is a cowboy, a loner, a drifter, a man without a real home or job—it
seems his only possessions are the clothes he wears and the horse he rides. He
grabs cowhand work where and when he can get it. He hates having to deal with
the modern world, automobiles, fences, borders, the law, and bureaucracy. One
day he returns to a small border town to visit his best friend, Paul (Michael
Kane) and learns that Paul is in jail for assisting illegal immigrants. Paul’s
wife, Jerry (Gena Rowlands, in one of her early screen appearances) obviously
has some affection for Jack and hosts him and his horse. Jack finally decides
he’s going to do something about Paul being in jail, and the only way to do it
is to get himself arrested in order to break Paul out from the inside. The
sheriff (Walter Matthau) and his sadistic deputy (George Kennedy) set out to
pursue Jack before he rides across the border to safety. And then there’s a
truck driver (Carroll O’Connor) innocently driving along, to whom the movie
cuts periodically throughout the story—and we wonder why… until we do know.
That’s
it in a nutshell, but the power of the movie comes in its melancholy that
exudes from Jack’s character and the widescreen western vistas (albeit in
glorious black and white) that are as much a supporting role as the living
actors. Jerry Goldsmith’s wistful score also contributes a great deal to the
success of the film. This is all good stuff, making Lonely are the Brave indeed
one of Kirk Douglas’ more memorable appearances.
Kino
Lorber’s new high definition restoration looks terrific and comes with an audio
commentary by film historians Howard S. Berger and Steve Mitchell. Supplements
include a tribute to the film featuring interviews with Douglas, Rowlands,
Michael Douglas, and Steven Spielberg, and a featurette on Jerry Goldsmith’s
score. The theatrical trailer for this and other Kino Lorber releases round out
the package.
Lonely
are the Brave is
too-often overlooked gem from the early 1960s.
There's a good deal of talent involved with the 1955 Western "The Tall Men", which has been released as a region-free Blu-ray by Twilight Time. The legendary Raoul Walsh directs Clark Gable, Jane Russell, Robert Ryan and Cameron Mitchell in a film that should have amounted to more than expectations might have anticipated. That isn't to say "The Tall Man" isn't good. It's a reasonably entertaining film but it doesn't come close to matching the impressive content of so many truly great Westerns that were produced during the mid-to-late 1950s. The story opens in Texas in 1866 with brothers Ben (Clark Gable) and Clint (Cameron Mitchell) Allison drifting aimlessly and licking their wounds from being on the losing side of the Civil War. Both served with the infamous Quantrill's Raiders, notorious for their bloody raid on Lawrence, Kansas, though the incident is never addressed in the film. Apparently, the very fact that the brothers rode with Quantrill was deemed enough to alert the audience that these were tough men. Indeed, when we first meet them, they are on the wrong side of the law, an unusual place to find a character portrayed by Clark Gable. They end up kidnapping local cattle baron Nathan Stark (Robert Ryan) with the intention of robbing him but Stark is a cool cookie and talks them out of it by offering them jobs on his ambitious cattle drive to take Texas steers 1500 miles to beef-starved Montana. He also promises to split the considerable profits with his kidnappers if Ben agrees to serve as trail boss. Soon the antagonists are business partners.
En route to San Antonio to arrange the drive, they encounter some pilgrims stranded in a blizzard. Among them is Nella Turner (Jane Russell), a courageous and free-spirited young woman who Ben and Stark immediately find themselves smitten by. The men slaughter a horse and make sure the pilgrims are fed and safe before traveling on. However, the next day with Sioux activity in the area, Ben rides back to check on the group only to find them under siege. Nella is conveniently the only survivor and she and Ben bunk down and hide in an abandoned cabin in the midst of a blizzard. Sparks immediately fly and the two share a romantic night (at least by the self-imposed studio censorship of the day.) The next morning, they start planning a life together but immediately hit a brick wall. Ben wants a low-key life as a rancher while Nella has only bad memories of her hardscrabble childhood on a ranch. She wants to tour the world and live a lavish lifestyle. The two feud even as Ben delivers her safely to San Antonio, where the opportunistic Stark woos her with his bankroll and promises of a grand life. Making matters more uncomfortable for Ben, Nella is invited by Stark to accompany the cattle drive to Montana, thus setting in motion predictable sexual tensions.
The first half of the leisurely-paced 2 hours and 2 minute running time is devoted to a lot character exposition and squabbles between Ben and Nella, who are still clearly still enamoured by each other, probably because they look a lot like Clark Gable and Jane Russell. There are also plenty of exploitation scenes that find Nella in water, thus showing off a wet blouse. We also see her improbably taking a bathtub on the journey so we can indulge in her singing and soaping up. The second half of the film, when the cattle drive finally begins, picks up steam and cinematographer Leo Tover captures the grandeur of the action in CinemaScope. The big set piece finds the cattle drivers having to make their way through an Indian death trap inside a narrow canyon. The resulting battle is exciting and well-staged, leading to a climax with a double cross that has a clever outcome due to a fine twist by screenwriters Boehm and Nugent.
For all intents and purposes, "The Tall Men" is a run-of-the-mill Western of the period, distinguished by a fine cast who are all in good form and the impressive visuals of the enormous cattle herd. The film was shot mostly in Mexico with interiors shot at Fox Studios in Hollywood. The snow scenes were filmed in Idaho but they are marred by the obvious fact that Gable's double is used in every one of them. Although "The Tall Men" doesn't rate as a classic, it's good, solid entertainment. Kino Lorber's Blu-ray boasts an excellent transfer. There is an isolated track for Dimitri Tiomkin's score, an original trailer and a collector's book with informative liner notes by Mike Finnegan.
Today on Coronavirus Playhouse, as we remained locked
down in our houses watching DVDs and Blu-Rays, we have an interesting, if a bit
unsettling, feature from Universal Studios, called “Canyon Passage†(1946). Dana
Andrews, Brian Donlevy, and Susan Hayward star in a movie about mid-nineteenth-century
life in a small community on the western frontier. Director Jacques Tourneur
(Cat People, I Walk with a Zombie, Out of the Past) does the opposite of what
John Ford did with this kind of film. Ford’s westerns showed a community that
clung together and fought against the dangers of the wilderness and the hostile
elements it contained. Tourneur, always a subversive filmmaker, shows us that a
community can not only be warped by the environment in which it exists, it can
collapse just as easily from within as without.
The film has a complicated plot for a western. The
central dilemma involves two men in love with the same woman. One of the men,
Logan Stuart (Dana Andrews), is a straight up sort of guy trying to run a
freight company between the gold-mining town of Jacksonville and Portland,
Oregon. He’s partners with George Camrose (Brian Donlevy), a likable guy who’s
in charge of keeping the miner’s gold pokes locked in a safe, but who
unfortunately, has a gambling addiction problem. He’s been stealing the miners’
gold dust to gamble. George is engaged to be married to Lucy Overmire (Susan
Hayward), but it’s apparent early on that she may think Logan is the better
catch. Both men are aware of the problem, but both know Logan is too honorable
a guy to make a play for Lucy.
The romantic triangle plays out against the background of
a community that’s also a bit out of kilter. Screenwriter Ernest Pascal, who
adapted the screenplay from an Ernest Haycock novel, sets the scene early on,
when Logan visits Portland’s assayer’s office and trades some gold dust for
specie. The assayer comments on the danger of carrying around that much gold.
“Gold is only yellow gravel, Cornelius,†Logan tells him. To which Cornelius
replies: “But the yellow color makes all the difference.†Logan observes that
“a man can choose his own gods. What are your gods?â€
"Are Snakes Necessary"", the first novel by famed film director Brian
De Palma (Carrie, Scarface, Dressed to Kill among others), co-written by Susan
Lehman (an attorney by training, former NY Times editor and magazine
contributor) is a doozy. It's latest release of a Hard Case Crime series through Titan Books. The review could end right here but you deserve more
information, read: teasers.
At the risk of sounding much like the
introductory theme song to The Jetsons:
Meet
Barton Brock, campaign manager for Senatorial candidate Jason Crump who's
getting creamed in the primaries by incumbent Senator, Lee Rogers.
"Political
campaigns are brutal. The stakes are high. Not for the electorate - Barton
Brock does not particularly care for the electorate. But for the team that
boosts the candidate into office, the stakes matter, a lot. The guys on the
team get big payoffs, good appointments, cushy jobs, bigger campaigns.
It's a lot like fishing. You start small, then
throw away the little guys, the ones self-respecting cats wouldn't call dinner
- and then you cast out for the big mothers."
You
like similes and metaphors? Lehman and De Palma are masters of the craft. Wait.
Meet
Elizabeth DeCarlo,
a 19 year old "drop-dead gorgeous blonde" working the counter of a
McDonalds. Brock enlists her onto his staff to "conduct push polls"
but he has an ulterior motive.
Meet
Senator Rogers,
incumbent Senator. He has an ailing wife and an historically out of control
libido. He meets Elizabeth. In a hotel bar. After a successful primary victory.
Just what Brock planned. But things don't turn out quite how he planned.
Meet
Jenny Cours,
Jenny is 47 and has been for many years, a flight attendant for Loft Air. She
is a long-time ahem, friend of the Senator's and his aforementioned
libido.
"Why
do we never forget the ones that got away? Rogers quickens his pace. And, eyes
trained on her ass, he catches up with Jenny Cours."
Meet
Fanny Cours,
Jenny's 18 year old daughter who is "in the full flush of carnality. Neither
her vitality and ripeness nor the irrepressible sense of readiness that
surrounds her elude the impatient senator." The college student is
also a political junkie and a videographer who goes to work on Rogers' campaign
much to her mother's distress.
Meet
Nick Sculley,
a one-time famous news photographer who's down on his luck and during a
stopover in Vegas on his way to LA, he bumps into Elizabeth Diamond, nee
DeCarlo, coming out of the
Admiral's Club Lounge. He's as good looking as our old friend, Elizabeth.
Coincidentally, they're taking the same flight to L.A.. They bond over Graham
Greene's The End of the Affair, sit together and...
"Giggle.
Smile. Kiss the boy. Watch him light up. Knowing how to speak to the animal in
the man is half the game. The rest, Elizabeth finds, is really a matter of
will."
Meet
Bruce Diamond,
Elizabeth's rich, casino-owning husband. Seven casinos rich.
"Diamond
loves expensive cars, priceless paintings, beautiful women. Heloves to throw money around. He's so full of
himself and all of his big hungry qualities, he is near to bursting."
There
we have the major dramatis personae. De Palma and Lehman have crafted a
well-woven tale that could be closer to the truth than evident at first.
Politics does make strange... well, you know. The
perfunctory "names, character, places, etc." disclaimer appears on
the copyright page. I bet it must have been written with a tongue in cheek. As
you may guess, due to the authors involved, the novel is very cinematic. The
characters come alive in your mind and you can see settings and scenes as if
you were viewing this, not just reading it.
"A
little conversation, with an old woman. Beats going through the motions of
seduction with some guy out of Vegas who is genuinely confused as to whether
the conversation is going to end up in bed or not. (Yes, mister, it is, why
else do you think I'm listening to you prattle on about your golf game, the
jazz that means more to you than anything in the world, the novel that will
bring you fame and fortune and change the way the world thinks? Darling. This
is the noise we make to fill up the time between here and the not so distant
moment when we'll be naked animals grunting and moaning in a world far from
conversation.)"
These
are Elizabeth's thoughts as she rides on a bus, towards the next stage of her
life as she sits
and
speaks with:
Meet
Lucy Wideman,
an elderly woman who has anonymously, for years, been the Boston Globe's advice
columnist, Dear Dottie.
With
this inventive, fast-paced page turner in your hands you will also be meeting
your next fun and exciting read.
As
a bonus, for those of you in the NY metro area, the authors will be at the
famous Strand Bookstore on Broadway at 12th Street, Monday March 16 beginning
at 7:00 PM. More information can be found at: www.
strandbooks.com/event/palma-lehman-snakes
(The book will be available on Kindle and in hardback on March 17. Click here to pre-order from Amazon.)
Brian Raftery, writing in the New York Times, has some positive news for those of you of a certain age who bemoan the fact that your favorite movie-themed amusement park rides have gone the way of the Bay City Rollers. The Times examines how some die-hard fans of the rides have allowed their legacies to live on through web sites and YouTube videos, some of which have been viewed tens of millions of times by grateful members of the public who can recall precious moments spent on these "extravaganzas" which were viewed as increasingly quaint in a world that introduces new technologies ever nano second. Yet, through the videos, rides from Universal Studios and Disney live on from "20,000 Leagues Under the Sea" to "Jaws", "King Kong", "Jurassic Park", "Twister" and "Earthquake". Click here to read.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, when Leech sets McKay up to
be humiliated by riding a killer bronc, and McKay declines the invitation, once
again Patricia is disappointed. Everybody goes through that initiation, she
tells him. McKay rides off and goes to visit Julie Maragon (Jean Simmons), who
owns a valuable piece of land, and doesn’t come back until next day. Leech
tells the major McKay was lost—“the lostest man I ever saw,†thus causing McKay to call him out as a liar.
Now in these parts when a man calls you a liar you either go for your gun or
start swinging a fist or two. But instead McKay tells him he doesn’t intend to
let him draw him into a confrontation with horses, guns, or fists. Well, that
tears it. Pat can’t have any respect for a man who won’t stand up for himself.
McKay thinks it’s time to go back to town and rethink this marriage business.
All this takes place against the backdrop of a larger
conflict between the major and his next door neighbor, Rufus Hannassey (Burl
Ives) and his three sons, including the wild and vicious Buck (Chuck Connors).
They’ve been squabbling over the Big Muddy and water rights for years. Terrell
has the upper hand. He’s got the larger spread, more men and money, while the
Hannasseys live in relative squalor on an arid piece of dirt with little water.
The major uses the Hannassey boys’ hazing of McKay as a pretext to ride out to
their spread and teach them a lesson, which includes shooting holes in the
Hannassey’s water tower and later driving Hannassey’s cattle away from the
water of the Big Muddy.
“The Big Country†is based on a novel by pulp writer
Donald Hamilton, best-known for the Matt Helm books that were turned into Dean
Martin comedy/action flicks. (One of them, “The Wrecking Crew†with Sharon Tate
is featured in Quentin Tarantino’s “Once
Upon a Time in Hollywood.â€)_ But Wyler hired Quaker author Jessamyn West (“Friendly
Persuasionâ€) to write an adaptation that put pacifism front and center as the
central theme of the film. In 1958 the Cold War was in progress and the threat
of nuclear annihilation had everybody nervous. (It’s still a threat, but now we
have Netflix and binge-watching to keep us from thinking about it.) With “The
Big Country†Wyler tried to preach that there is a better way to solve disputes
other than by giving in to violence which can only end by wiping out
civilization. (“The Big Country†is the opposite of a Sam Peckinpah western,
where violence and destruction are portrayed as inevitable and ultimately cathartic.)
It’s an odd movie, in which most of the scenes are filled with tension and the
threat of violence, but fail to have a satisfactorily pay off. For example,
McKay walks away from the killer bronc, but later rides the horse when no one
is around to witness it except Ramon (Alfonso Bedoya), one of the Mexican ranch
hands. And when McKay decides to leave the ranch he wakes Leech up in the
middle of the night and fights him when no one is awake to see it. He makes the
point that he isn’t a coward, but doesn’t feel the need to prove it to anybody.
Actor Robert Forster has passed away from brain cancer at age 78. Forster enjoyed a long career that included many major feature films as well appearances on popular television shows. He made his feature film debut in director John Huston's 1967 pyscho-sexual drama "Reflections in a Golden Eye". In the film, Forster played a hunky U.S. Army private with a penchant for taking nude nighttime horseback rides, a scenario that obsesses a secretly gay officer played by Marlon Brando. He would soon land a plum supporting role opposite Gregory Peck in the 1969 western thriller "The Stalking Moon". That same year, Forster had a rare leading role in director Haskell Wexler's controversial and acclaimed counter-culture drama "Medium Cool" that chronicled the riots at the `1968 Democratic convention in Chicago. Stardom didn't follow, however, and Forster soon found himself laboring in supporting roles in mostly forgettable films. He would later admit that by the mid-1990s his career was virtually over. That's when Quentin Tarantino, a long-time admirer of his work, cast him in his 1997 film "Jackie Brown". The role of Max Cherry would earn Forster a Best Supporting Actor Oscar nomination and revitalize his career. From that point on, Forster worked consistently in films and television including key roles in David Lynch's reboot of "Twin Peaks" and "Breaking Bad". His latest project, the feature film "El Camino: Breaking Bad", has just been released. For more on his life and career, click here.
Referring to the 1955 film "Man With the Gun" as a routine Western might not sound like an enthusiastic recommendation. However, because the 1950s was such a fertile time for fine movies representing this genre, "routine" can be taken as praise. The film follows many of the standard story elements that were popular in horse operas of this era: a stalwart, mysterious loner with a shady past who takes on the forces of evil; a good-hearted "bad girl"; a larger-than-life villain and a town with a population of timid, helpless men who must rely on the stranger to save them from being exploited and cheated. Robert Mitchum, then an up-and-coming star, plays Clint Tollinger, a drifter with a reputation for taming wild towns. The town he rides into has a trouble with a capital "T". Seems one Dade Holman (Joe Barry) is the standard villain in a Western piece: he's been flexing his considerable financial resources by buying up all the surrounding land and using paid gun hands to terrorize or kill anyone who won't cede their property rights to him. Tollinger drifts into town to find that his reputation precedes him. He is hired by the local council to thwart Holman's thugs, who have also been disrupting the peace. Tollinger agrees as long as he has complete control over the methods he employs and that he is temporarily deputized, as well. He finds the local sheriff to be an aged, fragile man Lee Simms (Henry Hull), who is more of a figurehead than a respected lawman. Tollinger quickly reverses roles and becomes the central law officer in town, with Simms taking on the role of his deputy. It doesn't take long for Holman's gunmen to test his mettle. Tollinger proves to be adept at protecting himself, consisting outdrawing his adversaries and killing them even when they outnumber him. He also enforces a "no guns in town" rule and a curfew as well. Before long, the businessmen are complaining that now things are too peaceful and their businesses are suffering. Tollinger also interacts with a young couple who are engaged to marry: lovely Stella Atkins (Karen Sharpe) and her headstrong fiancee Jeff Castle (John Lupton) who continues to defy Holman's men and who has been seriously wounded for his refusal to cede a parcel of land Holman wants. Tollinger takes a liking to the couple, though rumors begin to swirl that Stella is more in love with him than she is with Jeff. Tollinger also encounters his estranged wife Nelly (Jan Sterling), who is running the local bordello/dance hall. The two are not happy to see each other and when Nelly reveals a shocking secret about their daughter, the enraged Tollinger goes on a rampage that terrorizes the town.
"Man With the Gun" suffers from a bland, uninspired title but the film itself is quite engaging. Mitchum looks terrific in the part, strutting about town ramrod straight and looking handsome even when embroiled in shoot-outs. Even this early in his career there was evidence of a superstar in the making. The supporting cast is also very good, especially some wonderful character actors such as Henry Hull, Emile Meyer, James Westerfield and other familiar faces of the era (including a young Claude Akins). The film, ably directed by Richard Wilson, is certainly no classic but on the other hand, it is consistently engrossing and highly entertaining. Despite the considerable talent involved, it's Mitchum's show throughout- and he delivers the goods.
The Blu-ray release from Kino Lorber does justice to the crisp B&W cinematography. The edition features the original trailer and bonus trailers for other Mitchum Westerns from the company, The Wonderful Country and Young Billy Young.
Lieutenant Fred Williams (Jack Hedley) is easily the
horror cinema’s most pedestrian, laid back, and disinterested police detective
in recent memory. In Lucio Fulci’s infamous slasher outing The New York Ripper
(1982), a spate of brutal crimes involving young women being sliced up by a
knife-wielding maniac who quacks like a duck (yes, you read that right) lands right
smack into Williams’s lap and he couldn’t be more bored by it. Mr. Hedley’s
characterization of this by-the-book investigator was no doubt in the script,
but his character just meanders through his scenes with such an aloof attitude
that it’s amazing no one calls him out on it. The few times Williams does
appear to spring to life are when the sex lives of his victims are revealed,
which he reacts to with a judgmental shrug and smirk when he’s extricating a
motive from the morgue pathologist (Giordano Falzoni) or informing one Dr.
Lodge (Cosimo Cinieri, credited here as “Laurence Wellesâ€) that the effects of
his open marriage have resulted in the death of his sexually adventurous wife
Jane Lodge. This is a hypocritical reaction considering that he himself
frequents a prostitute named Kitty (Daniela Doria), a fact not lost on the
“quacker†who phones Williams at Kitty’s apartment just to let him know that he
has his eye on him! Williams himself is genuinely confounded by this unexpected
breach of privacy which gives him some resolve to find the killer with slightly
more urgency, but not by much – it also puts Kitty in danger.
The murders in this film are gory, graphic and
protracted. Any seasoned slasher fan will easily differentiate between the
actual performers and the graphic make-up effects created to look like the
female anatomy, be it a decomposed human hand retrieved by a dog at the film’s
start, a young victim named Rosie (Cinzia de Ponti) slashed on the Staten
Island Ferry, a sex performer named Eva (Zora Kerova) who meets a violent end
thanks to a smashed bottle, or the aforementioned Jane (Alexandra Delli Colli)
who gets more than she bargained for when her sexual shenanigans go south. It’s
obvious to both Williams and his police chief (played by Lucio Fulci!) that the
“quacker†is a misogynist. It’s a good thing he isn’t a doctor. A prime suspect
is a sex show spectator with two missing fingers, Mickey Scellenda (Renato
Rossini, credited here as “Howard Rossâ€), who meets Jane at an insalubrious 42nd
Street theater and later engages in some consensual BDSM with her at a flea bag
motel that begins to exceed even her limits. Jane goes from being an aroused
spectator to a willing participant. Scellenda then sets his sights on Fay
Majors (Almanta Keller), a young woman who foolishly rides the graffiti-riddled
subway train alone in the middle of the night, and later attacks her before her
physicist boyfriend Peter (Andrew Painter) comes to her rescue.
Williams enlists the help of a psychotherapy professor,
Dr. Paul Davis (Paolo Malco of Mr. Fulci’s The House by the Cemetery), who is
prepped as the Simon Oakland character in Alfred Hitchcock’s Psycho (1960) and
creates a psychological profile of the killer. Barbara Cupisti makes her
Italian horror film screen debut and appears briefly as an assistant. She would
go on to star as Alicia in Michele Soavi’s phenomenal Stage Fright five years
later.
More surprising than the violent murders are the sexually
charged scenes that lend a high degree of uneasiness to the whole affair. A
live sex shows plays more like a softcore porn interlude, and the film’s
arguably most disturbing sequence involves what amounts to Jane being raped in
a pool hall by a creepy player (Josh Cruze) egged on by his equally creepy
friend (Antoine Pagan). Even Dr. Davis is portrayed as a closet homosexual,
purchasing a copy of BlueBoy magazine at a newsstand and hiding it inside a
copy of the New York Post (think about that for a minute!). I can only imagine
what the audiences in 1982 must have thought about this film. In 2019, it’s
distressing to say that far worse is available to see on the Web to eyes just
as jaded as Lieutenant Williams’s.
One would think that the duck quacking would have turned
this film into a comedy and while there are moments that do elicit laughter,
the whole thing is actually played straight, so straight in fact that when the
denouement arrives courtesy of the requisite deus ex-machina, the killer is
revealed in one of the bleakest endings in giallo history.
Filmed in New York City between August and October in
1981 during an especially seedy time in Times Square’s history, The New York
Ripper is one of the most controversial and infamous giallo films of the
decade, or perhaps ever. Mr. Fulci’s work has always been uneven to me, lacking
the color that featured so prominently in Mario Bava’s work and the highly
stylized cinematic look that punctuates the best work of Dario Argento. Anyone
who saw this film during its theatrical exhibition on 42nd Street in 1984
probably never would have imagined that the film could look as good as it does
in the new 4K-remastered Blu-ray that Blue-Underground has just released, or
they were probably too drunk and stoned to even care. If you saw it on the
Vidmark VHS release, this new and completely uncut version reveals a film that
none of us have seen before. This transfer is reference quality and reveals
image nuances previously unseen, on a par with the fine work that
Blue-Underground has done previously on William Lustig’s Maniac (1981), another
gory slasher, with full 4K restoration. Any previous versions of the film on
home video pale in comparison to this new transfer.
The new three-disc Blu-ray contains many new extras,
which include:
A very cool lenticular sleeve cover that the Blu-ray case
fits into.
Disc One:
A full-length audio commentary by Troy Howarth who once
again provides a highly detailed and entertaining overview of the film at hand,
making no apologies for being a fan. Extremely insightful and highly
knowledgeable, Mr. Howarth points out interesting tidbits along the way and
allows the viewer to experience the film in a new light.
The Art of Killing (about 30 minutes in high definition,
2019) – This is an onscreen interview with Dardano Sacchetti, a prolific
screenwriter whose is probably best known to the horror film fans as the
screenwriter or story originator of The Cat O’Nine Tales (1971), Shock (1977), Zombie
(1979), City of the Living Dead (1980), The Beyond (1981), The House by the
Cemetery (1981), Demons (1986) and Demons 2 (1988). He speaks at length about
working with Mr. Fulci on a script about progeria, a disease that ages the
cells and tissues to such an extent that the victim dies by age 18. Anyone
remember Ralph Macchio in The Three Wishes of Billy Grier (1984)? He also
explains that Italian horror cinema always has a further ending, a double
ending, and a final ending. Highly entertaining raconteur.
Three Fingers of Violence (about 15 minutes in high
definition, 2019) is an onscreen interview with actor Howard Ross who plays
Mickey Scendella in the film. He recounts meeting Mr. Fulci at a dinner party
and auditioned for the film soon after. He also laughs about being mistaken for
Charles Bronson while filming in Times Square. Spoken in Italian with
non-removable and legible English subtitles.
The Second Victim (about 13 minutes in high definition,
2019) is an onscreen interview with actress Cinzia de Ponti who plays Rosie.
She was discovered after being named “Miss Italia†in a beauty contest. Spoken
in Italian with non-removable and legible English subtitles.
The Broken Bottle Murder (about 13 minutes in high
definition, 2019) is an onscreen interview with actress Zora Kerova who describes
working with Mr. Fulci on this scene, but not knowing that it required sex and
nudity until it was time to film. Spoken in Italian with non-removable and
legible English subtitles.
“I’m an Actress†(about 9 minutes in high definition,
2009) is an onscreen interview with actress Zora Kerova who describes working
with Mr. Fulci on her scene, and also her work with Bruno Mattei and Umberto
Lenzi. This is ported over from the Blue Underground single disc Blu-ray
release from 2009.
The Beauty Killer (about 23 minutes in high definition,
2019) is an onscreen, English language explanation of giallo films from critic
and author Stephen Thrower who explains that these films became more and more
violent for one simple reason: they want to push the envelope and show the
audience something that they haven’t seen yet in an effort to make more money.
Paint Me Blood Red (about 17 minutes in high definition,
2019) is my favorite extra because it introduces us to one of cinema’s unsung
heroes, movie poster artist Enzo Sciotti. This man has created some of the most
stunning and gorgeous artwork ever created for horror films. His work for Dario
Argento’s Phenomena (1985) beautifully captures the spirit of the film, while
his work for Paganini Horror (1989) is the only redeeming thing about that
film. Spoken in Italian with non-removable and legible English subtitles.
NYC Locations Then and Now (about 4 minutes in high
definition, 2009) compares the filming locations from 1981 to 2009 when the
comparisons were made. This is ported over from the Blue Underground single
disc Blu-ray release from 2009.
Theatrical Trailer
Poster and Still Gallery – while there are many images
presented here, I’m not sure if many of them appeared as lobby cards since they
depict graphic sex and violence. Granted, Europe is more liberal than the US,
and when I walked through Times Square for the first time in May 1980, I was
shocked by the explicit images on display when Friday the 13th was in release.
There is also a beautifully illustrated, 18-page booklet
containing an essay, Fulci Quacks Up: The Unrelenting Grimness of “THE NEW YORK
RIPPERâ€, which accompanies the set.
Disc Two:
This consists of a DVD that includes everything that the
Blu-ray offers.
Disc Three:
This consists of a 29-track compact disc of the film’s
original soundtrack album.
The year 1976 was a phenomenal time for films
that went into production. George Lucas’s space opera, Star Wars began principal photography in March; Steven Spielberg,
fresh off the success of Jaws, was
given carte blanche to bring Close Encounters of the Third Kind to
the screen and began shooting in May; and Dario Argento, who became emboldened
by the financial success of his latest and arguably best film to date, Profundo Rosso (known in the U.S. as Deep Red), embarked upon Suspiria, a murder mystery involving a
dance school hiding in plain sight while housing a coven of witches, which
began filming in July. Horror author Clive Barker once described this supernatural
extravaganza as what you would imagine a horror film to be like if you weren’t allowed
to see it. I believe that this is a good description of what is unquestionably
one of the most frightening, entertaining and colorful horror films ever made. Suspiria was edited for its American
theatrical exhibition due to some graphic violence that many would have
considered shocking for its day. Distributor 20th Century Fox was
reportedly so embarrassed by the film that they created a subsidiary company,
International Classics, to release it three months after their phenomenally
successful Star Wars, another film
they had no faith in.
Suspiria opened in New York
on Friday, August 12, 1977 at the long-gone Criterion on 45th and
Broadway before branching out to additional theaters. It’s the first in a
trilogy concerning the nature of Death (Inferno
(1980) and The Mother of Tears (2007)
are the second and third parts, respectively). The film’s quad-syllabic title
quite understandably leaves those who attempt to say it tongue-tied (it’s
pronounced sus-PEER-ee-ah). The word itself
has its origins in Latin and roughly translates into “sighs†or “whispers†and
the film is based upon the writings of British essayist Thomas De Quincey. His
most famous work, Confessions of an
English Opium Eater, was published in 1822. Twenty-three years later he
published Suspiria de Profundis which
is Latin for “Sighs from the Depths†and is a collection of essays, the most
famous of which is Levana and Our Ladies
of Sorrow which Mr. Argento used as the source material for his
trilogy.
In Suspiria,
Suzy Bannion, played by doe-eyed Jessica Harper (who was Woody Allen’s
girlfriend at the time and passed on Annie
Hall because she wanted to go to Italy), arrives in Frieberg, Germany to
begin dance lessons at the famous Tanz Academie (the architecture is copied
from Haus zum Walfisch in Freiberg). From the film’s opening frames, we already
know that we are in uncharted territory as the images are bathed in diffused
primary colors. Upon her arrival
at the airport, things are already not what they seem. Once she leaves the
premises and the glass doors close behind her, she enters a fairy tale in the
form of an unusually violent thunderstorm. Hitching a ride from a taxi
driver played by Argento regular Fulvio Mingozzi (min-GOATS-see), who worked for the director no less than ten times
in both film and television episodes, she makes her way to the school (as a
side-note, eagle-eyed viewers can see the director’s reflection in the glass
partition in the taxi 3:31 minutes into the film and it lasts for two seconds.
He appears, with a large smile on his face, in the lower left-hand corner of
the screen).
Just as she arrives, a hysterical woman, Pat
Hingle (Eva Axen), appears on the school’s doorstep and makes an unintelligible
proclamation before bolting into the deluge-swept streets. Suzy carps with a
woman on the intercom, pleading for entry and refuge from the torrential rain. When
she’s denied, she re-enters the taxi and rides through the Black Forest,
catching a glimpse of Pat as she runs, attempting to make her way past the
trees. What could possibly have set her off on such a perilous journey?
Pat makes her way to her friend Sonia’s (Susanna Javicoli) apartment,
hesitant to disclose what she has come to learn about the school. In what is
considered Argento’s finest hour and the film’s most disturbing and celebrated
sequence, Pat is violently stabbed by some inhuman creature with hairy arms and
long black fingernails and is thrown through a stained-glass window, the shards
of which also kill Sonia. It’s been compared with the shower scene in Psycho (1960) for pure shock effect,
though this one is much more graphic.
The calm following the storm reveals a
strange faculty staff consisting of lead ballet teacher Ms. Tanner (Alida Valli),
headmistress Madame Blanc (Joan Bennett), pianist Daniel (Flavio Bucci), and
Pavlos (Giuseppe Transocchi) the handyman. Suzy is told by the headmistress
that one of their expelled students, Pat, was murdered by a madman the night
before. Wouldn’t that be enough to send one packing their bags? The same scenario
plays out for Jennifer Connelly in the director’s other macabre coming-of-age
horror film, Phenomena (1985), and the
information in that film is met with nothing more than a smile and silence. Unbeknownst
to Suzy, the school is a front for a coven of witches who hold black masses
within the massive building’s stealthy labyrinths. Her suspicions that all is
not right with the school become confirmed when people around her suddenly disappear
or are killed off. Like previous Argento protagonists, Suzy plays sleuth to
gain insight into the bizarre goings-on, especially the teachers’ concerted
effort to hide the directress’s presence from her. When she teams up with Sarah
(Stefania Casini) to find out more about one Helena Markos, more people begin
to die as Suzy learns of a shocking secret that lies behind an imperceptible
door.
Suspiria’s simple premise
permits Mr. Argento to stage some of the most shocking and elaborate death
sequences of his career, all performed in-camera (that is without the use of
opticals or blue-screen technology used later in post-production). The Italian
progressive rock band Goblin provides a phenomenal score that, unbelievably,
was composed before filming began and was played on the film’s soundstages
during shooting to maximize the effect on the performers. It’s an astonishing
concoction with shrieks, whispers and wails, which I always assumed to be
non-diegetic in nature, acting almost as a macabre precursor to the far more
relaxing Autonomous Sensory Meridian Response (ASMR) videos that have taken YouTube
by storm.
Mr. Argento has also put together an eclectic
cast, the bulk of whom are women. Joan Bennett, who appeared in Fritz Lang’s coincidentally
titled Secret Beyond the Door… with
Michael Redgrave (1947) as well as her stint on Dark Shadows, provides the proper amount of sinister air that the
film requires. Alida Valli is terrific as Miss Tanner, the “stern and surlyâ€
ballet teacher, arguably the most memorable in the cast. Jessica Harper, fresh
off her role as Phoenix in Brian DePalma’s wildly entertaining Phantom of the Paradise (1974), appears
naïve but turns out to be anything but as she goes to greater-than-usual
lengths to uncover The Big Secret.
Suspiria is unique in that it
was shot on Eastman Kodak film but printed using the now-defunct three-strip
Technicolor dye transfer process which divided the negative into three individual
color bands of red, green, and blue. By manipulating the intensities of these
primary colors both on the set and in the lab, cinematographer Luciano Tovoli
was able to create some truly horrific and stunning images. The set design is
garish, colorful and must be seen to be believed. The
color scheme seems to have been inspired by Walt Disney’s Snow White and the Seven Dwarves (1937) and dance film aficionados
will likely also think of Emeric Pressburger and Michael Powell’s stunning 1948
technicolor film The Red Shoes and their follow-up, 1951’s The
Tales of Hoffman (George A. Romero’s favorite film), but the story seems inspired
by Chicho
Ibáñez-Serrador’s La Residencia, a terrific horror opus from 1970 which pits the borstal’s
headmistress, Senora Fourneau (played brilliantly by Lilli Palmer), against a
school of young women in need of reform. There is a predatory air about
Fourneau that carries over to Ms. Tanner in Suspiria.
A case might even be made that Ms. Tanner is a psychological cinematic
equivalent of the malevolent and sadistic Mrs. Wakehurst in Peter Walker’s House of Whipcord (1974). La Residencia has appeared under such
titles as The Finishing School, The Boarding School and here in the
States as The House That Screamed when
it was released on a double-bill with Anthony M. Lanza’s The Incredible 2-Headed Transplant in July 1971.
As
a new Arrow Films Blu-ray edition of his 1972 Italian Western “The Grand Duelâ€
reminds us, Lee Van Cleef was once a familiar screen presence.In the 1950s you could hardly watch TV or go
to the movies without seeing his hawkish face, usually peering out venomously
from under a stetson as a Western heavy.Following personal setbacks and changes in industry trends, Van Cleef’s
roles became fewer, slighter, and harder to land in the early 1960s.And then Sergio Leone came calling.Leone wanted to pair Clint Eastwood’s Man
with No Name with a second American actor in “For a Few Dollars More†as a
rival bounty hunter named Colonel Mortimer.Henry Fonda, Robert Ryan, and Lee Marvin all turned down the role.By default, Leone approached Van Cleef. It
was a providential choice for both men.“For a Few Dollars More†was a smash hit in Europe on its December 1965
release, and Italian producers quickly queued up to offer Van Cleef starring
roles in other Spaghetti Westerns while Leone brought him back for another
high-profile part as Angel Eyes, the “Bad†one in “The Good, the Bad, and the
Ugly.â€
After
the Leone films opened with stunning success in the U.S. in 1967 and the other
Spaghettis followed on the lucrative drive-in circuit a few months later, Van
Cleef was a highly bankable star and American producers made their own
overtures.For a time, Van Cleef pursued
a transatlantic career in Westerns, starring in further Italian pictures like
“Sabata†(1969) and “Return of Sabata†(1971) and international co-productions
like “Bad Man’s River†(1971) and “The Stranger and the Gunfighter†(1974),
while filming three American movies: “Barquero†(1970), “El Condor†(1971), and
“The Magnificent Seven Ride!†(1972).The American pictures were dull and talky, and even though they gave Van
Cleef star billing, shared with Jim Brown in “El Condor,†the roles were
lackluster.In “The Magnificent Seven
Ride!â€, he’s stuck with a bad toupee and looks so disinterested that you expect
him to fall off his horse from boredom any minute.
Ironically,
through big studio backing, the dismal American productions received healthy
advertising play, while “The Grand Duel†from the same period barely registered
in the U.S., although it was greatly superior.Directed by Giancarlo Santi and scripted by the prolific Ernesto
Gastaldi, it passed quickly through drive-ins and second-run theaters in 1974.Theoretically “The Grand Duel†wasn’t a bad
handle as a literal translation from the Italian title, “Il grande
duello.â€The phrase suggests both the
battle of wills between the good guys and the bad guys that drives the plot.
and in a literal sense the shootout that decides the contest in the end.Still, the picture might have had more
attention here under a catchier, more clearly Western title.With the advent of VCRs a decade later, its
home-video visibility was a little more robust if comparably
underwhelming.The movie appeared on the
collectors‘ market and budget VHS shelves under several titles: “The Grand
Duel,†“The Big Showdown,†and “Storm Rider.â€
Santi
had worked as Leone’s assistant director on two films, and like most of Leone’s
other Italian successors and emulators, he had absorbed a lesson from “For a
Few Dollars More†that the American filmmakers apparently failed to
recognize.The ideal starring role for
Van Cleef was the “man in black†template embodied in Colonel Mortimer, that of
an aging, almost superhumanly proficient gunman, usually dressed in formal,
funereal attire.The character is
defined by steely authority, a mysterious history, an elusive sense of sadness,
and an air of menace.Circumstances
throw the character into partnership or rivalry with a younger, more impetuous
man who may become either his protege or his prey -- the outcome hangs in the
balance until the final reel.The
contrast with the headstrong, less seasoned younger partner underscores the
wisdom, experience, and patient cunning of the Van Cleef character.
“The
Adventures of Hajji Baba,†a 1954 Walter Wanger production for Allied Artists
Pictures and 20th Century Fox, has been issued by Twilight Time in a Blu-ray
limited edition of 3,000 units.At the
time of its theatrical release, the film was a commercially successful entry in
the popular 1950s formula of swashbuckling romances about the legendary Middle
East of Sinbad, Ali Baba, and the Arabian Nights.In today’s post-9/11 world, when the American
public is more aware of the region’s grim reality, the Arabian Nights genre
survives, just barely, in rare efforts like “Disney’s Aladdin†and the “Prince
of Persia†video-game franchise.
In
the 1954 movie, Hajji Baba (John Derek), a young Persian barber, sets out to
make his fortune in the wider world.Meanwhile, across town in the Caliph’s palace, spoiled Princess Fawzia
(Elaine Stewart) wants to marry an ambitious neighboring prince, Nur-el-Din
(Paul Picerni).Her father objects,
having heard about Nur-el-Din’s cruel temper.“Think of all the wives he’s had, and how he’s treated them,†he warns.“No one can hold him.†Undeterred, the
headstrong Fawzia disguises herself as a boy and sneaks out to meet the
prince’s emissary at a nearby oasis.There, she encounters Hajji, whom she mistakes for the courier.She offers him a valuable emerald ring for
help in evading her father’s pursuit.
As
the two proceed together across the desert, they’re captured by a gang of lady
bandits led by the red-haired Banah (Amanda Blake), and eventually they realize
that they’ve fallen in love with each other.Escaping from Banah, the pair fall into the hands of Nur-el-Din, who
exercises his prior claim on Fawzia’s affections.Surrounded and outnumbered by the prince’s
armed retinue, and believing that it’s Fawzia’s preference anyway, Hajji
relinquishes the princess to Nur-el-Din in exchange for the ring that had been
promised to him earlier.Irked, Fawzia
rides off with the prince, who secretly orders two of his soldiers to ride
back, kill Hajji, and retrieve the ring . . .
Critics
of the time were inclined to dismiss Arabian Nights escapism of this sort, as
modern reviewers do every time a new Dwayne Johnson or Mark Wahlberg action
picture debuts.In his New York times
review, Bosley Crowther suggested that the movie needed “someone in it like Bob
Hope to kid and lampoon the ostentation of its lush Oriental gewgawry.â€But most middle-class audiences were less
exacting, and looked only for “The Adventures of Hajji Baba†to provide a
couple of hours’ relaxation from the grind of work and school.The kids could enjoy the widescreen swordplay
and horseback chases, Mom might think tingly thoughts about John Derek, and Pop
could ogle Amanda Blake, Elaine Stewart, and the numerous other starlets in the
cast in their skimpy harem girl costumes.That was about as racy as Hollywood products got in those days.Compared with the boxy, black-and-white image
that moviegoers were used to watching at home on TV, the film’s sumptuous
CinemaScope, Color by De Luxe photography was sensational stuff.
The
2.55:1 widescreen aspect and rich color are beautifully transferred on the
Twilight Time Blu-ray, a welcome upgrade from the pan-and-scan print of the
film that airs now and then on cable’s Fox Movie Channel.Modern viewers may be put off that the Arab
and Farsi characters are played by actors whose accents are more Parsippany,
New Jersey than Persia, but that was standard practice for the day, and even
today’s Millennials will have to admit, if they’re honest, that the
old-fashioned romance between Hajji and the willful Fawzia isn’t much more
contrived than the plot of the average confection today on the Hallmark Movie
Channel, or for that matter the tortuous complications on “reality†TV’s “The
Bachelor.â€Fans of ‘50s lounge music are
likely to be amused by the title tune that wends its way through the soundtrack
-- music by Dimitri Tiomkin, lyrics by Ned Washington, arrangement by Nelson
Riddle, and vocal by Nat “King†Cole.The music and effects are isolated on an alternate audio track on the
Twilight Time disc.Other extras are the
original theatrical trailer, SDH subtitles, and an informative insert-booklet
by the reliable Julie Kirgo.The Blu-ray
is available HERE.
How you’ll feel about MGM’s “The Last Hunt†(1956), a
grim depiction of the decimation of the buffalo herds out west in the 1880s,
depends on how you feel about actually seeing buffalo shot down before your
eyes while the cameras rolled. Writer/director Richard Brooks wanted the film to
be a searing indictment of the men who ravaged the western frontier, especially
those who made their living hunting bison. For the sake of authenticity, he and
producer Dore Schary went out on location to Custer National Park, South
Dakota, where they still have a small herd of buffalo. They got some
spectacular footage of the buffalo stampeding over the Black Hills and had
government permission to film during the annual “thinning of the herd,†when sharpshooters
are invited to kill a limited number of buffs to keep them from overpopulating.
As a result. there are scenes in “The Last Hunt†in which we see buffalo
hunters Charlie Gilson (Robert Taylor) and Sandy McKenzie (Stewart Granger)
shooting down a dozen or more of the majestic beasts as they sit peacefully
unaware by a watering hole. It is isn’t a reenactment. It’s real and it’s disturbing
to watch.
But that was Brooks’ intent. He wanted to show how greed
and hatred of the Indian brought the buffalo to near extinction. Buffalo hides
not only brought the hunters a good price but in their minds a dead buffalo
meant less meat for the Indians. Brooks personifies these attitudes most
vividly in the psychopathic Charlie Gilson. He is a man who hates everything,
especially buffalo and Indians. He gets a real kick out of killing, too. He
says it makes him feel alive. Taylor is convincing as a truly bad man, although
his performance is somewhat one-dimensional. In most of the scenes, he’s either
drunk and surly or just plain mean and surly.
On the other hand, McKenzie is a gentler soul who only
agrees to go on the hunt when his small herd of cattle is wiped out by a
buffalo stampede. He has no animosity against Native Americans and keeps
telling Charlie he needs to chill out. Granger gives a good performance as a
nice guy, but he’s almost too nice to be believable. Also in the hunting party
are Lloyd Nolan as Woodfoot, a skinner with a peg leg and Russ Tamblyn as
Jimmy, a redheaded half-breed, whom Charlie can barely tolerate. Woodfoot could
have been an Ahab-type character with a grudge against buffalo for losing his
leg, but he’s more philosophical than that. He’s seen a lot. He explains
Charlie’s hatred for Indians to Jimmy by showing how much alike they are. He
says Charlie eats without a fork, just like an Indian, he’s free with his women
just like an Indian, he even blows his nose in his fingers like an Indian. “But you see, Charlie don’t like himself very
much,†Woodfoot says, “so it’s only natural he’d hate Indians.â€
The four men manage an uneasy coexistence until their
pack mules are stolen one night by a small band of roving Indians. Sandy and
Woodfoot are willing to let it go, but Charlie rides off after them with blood
in his eye. He tracks them down, kills them and wounds an Indian Girl (Debra
Paget) traveling with a small boy. He brings the girl and boy back to camp and beds
down with her, much to Sandy’s dislike. Charlie gets drunk and mistreats the
girl, while Sandy seethes, but remains silent. Sandy and the Indian girl begin
to get closer, however, when Charlie’s not around or just passed out and
tension slowly builds.
Things come to a head when Sandy hesitates to shoot a
white buffalo because he knows it has religious significance to the Indians.
Charlie has no such qualms. He knows the hide will bring a price of $2,000. He
kills it and now both the Indian girl and the white buffalo hide become the
sources of conflict that eventually leads to a violent and chilling climax.
“The Last Hunt†is an interesting film made by an
interesting director. Like some of Richard Brooks’ other films, such as “In
Cold Blood†and “Bite the Bullet,†it’s hard-hitting, almost merciless, in its
portrayal of the darkness that lies just below the thin veneer of civilization.
It could have been a classic, but it has become a victim of the era in which it
was made. It’s not likely that any major studio today would release a film
showing the deliberate killing of live animals, no matter what the reason. For
one thing PETA would make life miserable for the film makers, and today’s
audiences would most likely condemn it as well. The casting of Debra Paget as
the unnamed “Indian Girl†is another strike against it. The casting was not
Richard Brooks’ fault. Movie studios in 1956 never cast Native Americans in
major roles. Indian characters were usually played by Mexican actors like
Delores Del Rio or Gilbert Roland. Paget
does a great job, but it’s a false note in a film that tries so hard to be
authentic.
But the biggest problems with “The Last Hunt†is its slow
pace. The film focuses too much on the five main characters bogged down in
their own personal conflicts. It takes forever for McKenzie to finally have his
fill of Charlie’s constant bullying and mean-tempered treatment of the woman
and the half-breed. He’s too mild-mannered and when the final showdown does
happen it’s a long, drawn out affair that lacks suspense.
Ken Berry, who rose to fame in the 1960s as one of the stars of the "F Troop" TV series, has died at age 85. Berry entered show business thanks to the efforts of Leonard Nimoy, who was Berry's sergeant in the U.S. Army. After Nimoy left the service and entered the acting profession, he helped find opportunities for Berry, who went on to stardom in the mid-1960s as Captain Parmenter, the likable but inept commanding officer of U.S. Cavalry post in the old West that was populated by con men and incompetents. Forrest Tucker and Larry Storch co-starred with Berry in the show that ran from 1965 to 1967. When Andy Griffith decided to retire from his immensely popular sitcom, he created a spin-off series, "Mayberry R.F.D" that featured Berry as the male lead. The show defied expectations and began a ratings hit, thanks in no small part to Berry's pleasant, "guy next door" persona. Despite this, "Mayberry R.F.D" was a casualty of CBS's infamous cancellation of its most popular sitcoms because they skewed towards older, rural audiences. Berry went on to co-star in a spinoff of "The Carol Burnett Show", "Mama's Family" in the 1980s. He was also occasionally seen in feature films such as Disney's "The Cat from Outer Space" and "Herbie Rides Again". For more click here.
Sam Peckinpah’s “The Ballad of Cable Hogue,†(1970)
recently released on Blu-ray by the Warner Archive Collection, is a movie that
doesn’t fit neatly into any specific category. Peckinpah, more notable for his
violent action pictures about outlaws who’ve run out their string and go down
in a blaze of glory, maintained that “Hogue†is a comedy. But co-star Stella
Stevens, in an interview included on this Blu-Ray release, disagrees. She claims
it’s a love story—a tragic love story. The answer, in my opinion, is that it probably
falls somewhere in between.It’s both a
comedy and a love story, and as such, is probably the most honest film about
the human condition the hard-nosed Peckinpah ever made.
The story is a simple one. Jason Robards plays the
titular character, a man left to die in the Arizona desert by two disreputable
partners, Taggert (L. Q. Jones) and Bowen (Strother Martin). Hogue swears he’ll
survive somehow and someday get vengeance on the double crossers. He wanders in
the desert for 4 days without water, occasionally raising his eyes heavenward, to
address the Almighty.“Ain’t had no
water since yesterday, Lord,†he says at one point. “Gettin’ a little thirsty. Just thought I’d mention it. Amen†Just when
he’s about finished he discovers a spring, the only water for 50 miles either
way along a stagecoach road. He builds a house there and calls the place Cable
Springs.
A wandering preacher by the name of the Rev. Joshua
Duncan Sloan (David Warner) rides in. The Reverend claims to be the head of a
church of his own revelation. As dubious as he appears he reminds Cable that he
had better file a claim on the land he’s on if he wants to keep it. Cable takes
the preacher’s horse and rides into the town of Dead Dog. One of the first
things he catches sight of is Hildy (Stella Stevens), the town prostitute.
After he files his claim and secures a loan from a bank, he pays a visit to
Hildy, who lives in a room on the second floor of the town saloon. He’s
immediately smitten with her but when he tries making love to her, the sound of
a preacher holding a Bible meeting next door reminds him of Rev. Sloan, who at
this very moment might be trying to jump his claim. He runs out on Hildy, promising
he’ll be back soon as he can.
The rest of the film is about the Cable/Hildy
relationship in which Peckinpah presents about as honest a portrayal of human
beings and their struggle to survive and find comfort in one another in a
brutal world as has ever been put on film. At one point Hildy asks Cable if her
being a prostitute bothered him.
“Hell no, it never bothered me,†he answers. “I enjoyed
it. Now what the hell are you? A human being? Trying the best you can. We all
got our own ways of living.â€
“And loving?†Hildy asks.
“Gets mighty lonesome without it.â€
Despite the hard-boiled attitude both characters profess
to adopt, after they’ve spent some time living together in his house, in one
brief moment it all comes down like a house of cards. They’re having dinner
with the Rev. Sloan and talk turns to Hogue’s penny pinching ways, charging
everyone for water and food when they stop at the Springs. The reverend says
he’s surprised Cable doesn’t charge Hildy for supper. “Why would I charge you?â€
Cable tells her. “You never charge me.†And, because of that one thoughtless
sentence, suddenly you see a dream die on Hildy’s face. It’s the end of their
relationship. The scene -for all its subtlety - has a devastating emotional
impact.
There’s more to the story, including Hildy’s return after
living in San Francisco, and the long- awaited showdown between Cable and his erstwhile
partners, Taggert and Bowen. Strother Martin and L. Q. Jones, who were part of
Peckinpah’s informal stock company, having appeared in several of his films,
are perfect here. Nobody took a bullet and died on film better than L. Q.
Nobody.
The ending is not comedic at all. It is filled with a sad
irony that shows as simply and as understatedly as possible, what a puzzling
thing life really is.
Two
1960s murder thrillers with Joan Crawford have been released by Mill Creek
Entertainment on single-disc Blu-ray.The cover sleeve bills the package as a “Psycho Biddy Double
Feature.â€The films are “Strait-Jacketâ€
(1964), the first of Crawford’s three pictures with producer-director William
Castle, and “Berserk!†(1967), her first of two with producer Herman
Cohen.In using the possibly ageist and
definitely sexist phrase “Psycho Biddy,†Mill Creek’s marketing department
clearly hopes that audiences will have fond memories of the frenzied, middle-aged
Joan Crawford in 1981’s “Mommie Dearest,†shrieking “I told you!No . . . wire . . . hangers -- ever!†at her
terrified adopted child, Christina.Never mind that the belittling term “biddy†is problematic in the case
of Joan Crawford.There may be plenty of
biddies in the world, but the imperious Joan was never one of them.Never mind either that it was Faye Dunaway
impersonating Joan Crawford in “Mommie Dearest,†not Crawford herself.For most casual movie fans, the distinctions
are not likely to matter.
In
“Strait-Jacket,†scripted by Robert Bloch, prosperous farm owner Lucy Harbin
(Crawford) returns unexpectedly from a trip to find her younger husband (Lee
Majors -- his first film role) in bed with another woman.Enraged, Lucy seizes an ax and butchers the
pair as her young daughter Carol watches.Released from a mental institution twenty years later, Lucy is welcomed
home by her brother Bill and her sister-in-law Emily (Leif Erickson and
Rochelle Hudson), who have reared Carol in the meantime.Carol (Diane Baker) encourages her mother to
ease back into a normal routine by looking and dressing as she had, two decades
before.The gray-haired Lucy dons a
black, ‘40s-style wig and trades in her dowdy outfit for a tight dress.The tactic goes awry when Lucy, drinking too
much out of nervousness and getting tipsy, puts a move on Carol’s uptight
boyfriend Michael.More stresses
mount.Lucy hears things, sees things,
and dreads meeting Michael’s even stuffier parents, who are unaware of her
history.As they skip rope outside a
store where Lucy is shopping, two little girls appear to be chanting, “Lucy
Harbin took an ax . . .â€Bill’s creepy,
disheveled hired hand, Leo (George Kennedy, almost unrecognizable at first
glance), asks if she wants to use his ax to chop the head off a chicken.Lucy’s therapist drops in for a visit and
observing how tense she is, gravely suggests that she’s at risk of a
relapse.Then one murder occurs,
followed by a second, and evidence points to Lucy.
After
the headlong pace and gruesome CGI of modern slasher movies, even older viewers
are likely to find “Strait-Jacket†quaint at best.A similar production today would probably
wind up as a made-for-cable, “my mom is a murderer†melodrama on the Lifetime
Movie Network.The film’s pacing is
deliberate, and the carnage is low-tech and mostly implied, despite the old
lobby poster’s promise in grand William Castle style that “Strait-Jacket
vividly depicts ax murders!â€Although
the restrictions on movie violence had relaxed a little by 1964, and a
melodrama filmed in black-and-white like “Strait-Jacket†might tease the MPAA
standards on mayhem with slightly more success than one photographed in color,
studios were still careful not to push their luck too far.Of the three ax attacks in the film, only one
explicitly shows grievous bodily harm.Even so, with quick editing and minimal gore, the effect is more
impressionistic than realistic.These
days, grislier special effects routinely appear on prime-time TV crime shows.
Ever wonder what toy factories in China do with leftover parts? Generally, they try to make use of them by combining them in the creation of other toys, even when it isn't appropriate. In a hilarious slide show on Flavorwire, Jason Bailey has a remarkable collection of the worst bootleg superhero toys ever created. How about Superman using a parachute or riding a horse? Most of the toys change the name of the character, as though we're not supposed to believe he could possibly be based on Superman, Batman or Spiderman. Thus, we get Specialman, Spaderman and Silver Bat (who also rides a horse!) Click here to view
Like Marlon Brando, director John Huston was often considered to be a has-been during much of the 1960s into the early 1970s. He worked steadily, but- like Brando- it was assumed his glory days were behind him simply because most of his films during this period didn't generate sparks at the boxoffice. (The success of his 1975 film The Man Who Would Be King would temporarily restore his luster.) His acting career got a boost from his great performance in Chinatown, but even some of his directorial flops look far better today than they did at the time of their theatrical release. One major disappointment, artistically as well as financially, was the seemingly sure-fire hit The Life and Times of Judge Roy Bean, made in 1972 and starring Paul Newman fairly fresh from his triumph in Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. The movie is a whimsical tale that is nevertheless loaded with violence and gallows humor (literally). The story is (very) loosely based on the real Roy Bean, an outlaw who became a self-appointed judge who called himself the "only law West of the Pecos" at a time when parts of Texas were a no-man's land of thieves, murderers and swindlers. Bean became known as a hard-ass judge who dispensed lethal justice. In reality, he only sentenced two men to be hanged and one managed to escape. Nevertheless, his colorful background provides screenwriter John Milius with plenty of imaginative fodder for fictitious encounters and incidents. We first meet Bean when he ambles into a remote outpost where he is robbed and beaten mercilessly by the denizens. He returns shortly thereafter and single-handed kills them all, thus instantly making him a local legend among the peasants who live in the area. Bean becomes obsessed with studying the law and showing mercy on the poorest elements of society. He even takes a lover, a young Hispanic woman (Victoria Principal, in her screen debut). Bean appoints himself as a "judge" despite not having any legal authority to do so. He enlists a group of slovenly "deputies" to dispense justice in his courtroom, which is the bar in which he was robbed. Before long, Bean is holding kangaroo trials and routinely lynching anyone who incurs his wrath. Despite this, he gains a reputation for being fair and defending the defenseless. He adopts a bear and the movie presents some amusing sequences of Bean and his friends interacting with this over-sized "pet". The film traces his experiences over a period of years as the remote outpost becomes a bustling town. Bean is gradually sidelined as a force of influence. The death of his young wife during the birth of their daughter depresses him further and he rides off into oblivion. Twenty years later he returns to find that oil has been discovered on his property and that the corrupt mayor (Roddy McDowall) is using legally questionable methods to displace Bean's 20 year old daughter (Jacqueline Bisset) so he can control the oil on her land. Bean's reappearance causes a sensation as he rounds up his motley, aging group of former deputies to help his daughter fight for her rights. A fairly spectacular battle climaxes the film.
Bean offers many pleasures, not the least of which is a terrific supporting cast that includes cameos by Anthony Perkins, Tab Hunter (surprisingly good in an off-beat role), Anthony Zerbe, Stacy Keach (wonderful as a crazed, albino gunslinger), Ava Gardner as the legendary Lily Langtree, the object of Bean's romantic obsession even though he never meets her, and John Huston himself in an amusing appearance as Grizzly Adams. There are also plenty of familiar faces in the supporting cast including Ned Beatty, Bill McKinney (reunited from Deliverance with happier results) Richard Farnsworth and stuntmen Dean Smith and Neil Summers. The attempt to capitalize on the success of Butch Cassidy is fairly apparent, as evidenced by a fairly sappy love song and romantic montage that is obviously meant to emulate the famed Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head sequence from the former film. Nevertheless, Bean is a consistently enjoyable, rousing Western that probably plays much better today, when we can realize just how special acting ensembles like this truly are. Maurice Jarre's fine score adds immeasurably to the the enjoyment of the experience.
The Warner Archive has released the film as fine-looking Blu-ray. The only bonus extra is the amusing original trailer.
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