Rated 8/10Virtually unheard of, Welcome to Arrow Beach is an entertaining thriller, and the last film from Laurence Harvey, who also directs. It hardly compares to his previous masterpiece, The Manchurian Candidate, but never mind that.
The story begins with a very cute hitch-hiking hippy chick (Meg Foster) who ends up in the quiet title beach community. After a nude swim in the beach, she meets and becomes friends with Jason (Harvey), who happens to have been watching her through his scope. He has a dark past from his days in the Korean war which has managed to integrate into his world back home where he lives with his sister, who just happens to be his lover. Their beach-front home is a good location for spotting pretty young runaways or drifters, which is our setup.
Harvey helmed this thriller while deathly ill and some parts certainly suffer from whatever he was going through dealing with stomach cancer while directing and starring in a cannibal opera. Good supporting cast and an unusual title song by Lou Rawls that draws creepy parallels to the story, despite the initial impression of being awkward and unfitting.
In a perfect world, Warner Bros. would restore the full version of the film and release it on home video, but that's not likely to happen any time soon, if ever. Major studios had never dealt with an extreme topic like cannibalism in 1974, so this only played in a few test-market cities -- sometimes with alternate names -- ultimately getting shelved due to either drab boxoffice figures or embarrassment. I was lucky enough to see a brand new, uncut 35mm print (in a big, oldschool N.C. movie theater) and enjoyed it a lot. But that was based on the fact that I didn't measure the film by how gory it was or wasn't, so if that is your criteria, you may love or hate the film, depending on your disposition. Even with some plot holes and abandoned side stories, it worked for me. Meg Foster certainly played a part in the film's appeal with her haunting, innocent beauty.
It's rare enough to find any version of this film, but if you do, it will likely be an edited copy. Some prints have chopped out the cannibal element entirely, leaving behind a jumbled mess. I own two different versions and neither is technically complete. Maybe we'll get lucky and Criterion, or one of several Blu-ray labels who specialize in limited editions will take on this project.
For the time being, if you find the DVD from Luminous Video, that's the edited 85 minute version, despite its claim of being uncut. The (assumed) uncut version can only be had from an old VHS tape from Magnetic Video (who later became CBS/Fox), but even that version is full screen (1.33:1) and is fairly washed out, coming from the infancy of the home video market.
Rated 3/10Allegedly, this parody of classic horror films is supposed to have a greater appeal to horror fans than the general public. I am a horror fan and found it to be tasteless, un-funny, juvenile and overlong. The directors seem to have limited knowledge of horror film history (or even general knowledge of film.) Their worn film stock attempt, as was properly done in Grindhouse, is woefully illiterate -- in one example, a jerky splice is accompanied by the sound of a needle scratching across a record! Rather than aiming to please horror fans, the film is more obsessed with sex and toilet humor -- both topics from the purview of a teen metalhead. An entire segment is dedicated to feces and farting, while other segments zero in on themes like erections (at times shown in close up), sperm, homo-erotica, and politically correct Nazi satire. Raunchy sex and language far outweigh horror tropes, definitely for adults only. The CG is on par with the worst Asylum films and the screenplay is more inane than a Troma film festival.
These sub-films probably seemed like a good idea on paper when they were dreamed up, but fleshing them out into something effective as horror and satire is a delicate procedure best left to qualified people like Mel Brooks, Zucker-Abrahams-Zucker, (early) Tim Burton, etc. I didn't see affection for horror cinema in Chillerama, more a passion for explicit vulgarity that needed something to be attached to. Lamearama, more like.
Rated 3/10I really have little to say about this low-brow comedy. If your idea of funny cinema is the Police Academy series, this might be up your alley. There's actually some decent performances (and some bad ones, as well), but most of the cast have little more to do than swear and recite shocking lines in front of elementary school children. At other times you're supposed to laugh at the fat kid farting, or kids in the schoolyard playing "drive-by" while speaking gangsta slang. Or a second grader convinced she is pregnant. (sigh) Some gags in the film work, but most get a failing grade.
The budget for Lower Learning was a paltry 2 million; it only played in a single theater (and a single showing!) which pulled in almost $3,000. I suppose I should end with a punchline like Lower Earning or something to that effect. Then I'd have all the skills needed to write rubbish like this film.
Rated 3/10Rookie film-making 101. I was sure this was gonna be one of those SyFy / Asylum mockbusters that can be entertaining even in their weakest hours. Sink Hole doesn't even rise to that level. It's not terrible in a "I can't even endure this" way, just boring fare with a soap opera tempo and characters you don't give a damn about. The script is possibly the weakest link (along with the director) and was probably penned under the title "Plot Hole" (take your pick from many...they should have sent in the rescue team to find them!) And don't even get me started on the junk science that seems to be the root cause of every modern disaster movie.
The ending is a spectacle of stupid, so expect that should you dare to venture into this dangerous territory. I would recommend watching the trailer before making that journey, it may even be worse than the film itself. If you have the DVD, you get a nice cover graphic that is leaps and bounds more interesting than the film itself.
In conclusion, the lack of suspense, logic, and viewer involvement with anything going on results in zero fun factor for this snooze-fest.
Rated 9/10One of the most outrageously funny satires ever, despite its total obscurity. A This Is Spinal Tap for the film industry, if you will, although on a shoe-string indie budget with little star power. Two thoroughly incompetent hack wannabe filmmakers decide to make a new religious epic along the lines of The Ten Commandments, an unfashionable task in itself in the 90's. Nice cameos from the Brady Bunch's Eve Plumb as herself (even though the director and producer continue to mistakenly call her Jan) and Soupy Sales, who is cast to play Moses in one of the film's best bits which I won't give away. Some friends of mine who work in the film industry were genuinely offended by this film, which I don't understand. The only way you could be bothered by this film's depiction of the filmmaking process is if it hits too close to home.
Rated 7/10I've often wondered how the fall of Communism in the USSR really came about, having read a number of accountings which differ greatly. Me personally, I'd like to think a copy of Roller Boogie leaked into the red zone. After seeing that opening sequence, those people KNEW they had to have freedom if they were ever going to enjoy life the way the USA did on that jaunt down the Venice Beach Walk. It wasn't going to happen by disarmament but disco. Several years later, well, you know how this story ended.
All the suggestions about the late 70s and L.A. being a shallow nest of superficial excess can be put to rest. Like the kid's t-shirt says, Heaven. Deep stuff here. And completely ignored by the Academy.
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Rated 6/10Simple, old-school (ish) little horror/sci-fi TV movie (from HBO's Creature Features series) that claims to be a remake of the cheesy 1955 Roger Corman flick -- which was also co-produced by Samuel Z. Arkoff -- but it's not really a remake, just an allusion. Critics of the film have whimpered about the cheap fx, but it's better than the lousy CG in most every budget genre film these days, so for me it was actually an upgrade. I docked the film a star simply because I found Nastassja Kinski's character so annoying and presumptious.
If you're a fussy eater when it comes to this genre or of b-movies in general, then you'll surely be disappointed. Me, I like the whole small town breeds scary secrets formula and as long as that is delivered competently, I win.
Rated 8/10Cute 'n' cuddly comedy that provided the inspiration for the TV series "Bewitched" more than two decades later. Veronica Lake is just gorgeous and her comic timing is also a treat. Snuggle up with this one & Arsenic and Old Lace while waiting for Halloween night to arrive.
Rated 9/10What's not to love about this under-appreciated genre classic? It's from AIP, Fred Williamson and Pam Grier top the cast in full campy glory, Thalamus Rasulala shines as the corrupt Chicago heavy, and wonderful support roles from Bernie Hamilton, Tierre Turner and Art Lund. Carl (Rocky) Weathers is also on hand as a thug, along with the charismatically sinister Tony King, and Jim Bohan ("Phantom of the Paradise" and "American Graffiti" bit player) as one of the evil honky bullies. Johnny Pate's soundtrack is also a bonus. Probably my fav blaxploitation flick.
Rated 1/10So bad, it hurts. While watching this, I kept trying to excuse the amateurish attempt at filmmaking because every director has to start somewhere, but Larry Buchanan had previously directed nineteen films! Just wait until you feast your eyes on the monster.
If you watch expecting a horror film, well, just don't do that. If you watch to see how terrible a film can be, you may even find a way to love this assault on the very concept of competence. Even American International didn't expect audiences to actually pay to see this, dumping it straight into their TV package.
Rated 6/10Yet another White House-ordered propaganda film created to appease Americans who were at odds with the USA allying with the USSR. Again, FDR's favorite actor Walter Huston steps up to the microphone to help with the sales pitch. Our Russian Front (what a title!) didn't create the controversy that the major studio productions did, even though it's the same message, cobbling together a bunch of Soviet-shot battle footage. Perhaps not as funny as the 'Duck and Cover'-era propaganda, but every bit as entertaining, assuming you have any historical knowledge to balance against the fictionalized accountings of these films.
Rated 8/10Excessive melodrama, but I loved it anyway. Everyone looks great and Karl Malden, in particular, turns in a fevered performance as the unrelenting, hard-driving tobacco baron. Claudette Colbert's return to the big screen is also her last feature film -- and she is in top form, as well.
Rated 4/10Imagine how amazing it would be for moviegoers of, say the 1970's, to see such a slick, technolgically whiplash-inducing film as Revolver, then marvel at the heap of contempt such an effort ultimately generated. The bells and whistles that over-populate director Guy Ritchie's fifth film are simply not enough to carry it past the finish line. Pretentious, comic-book level philosophy beats the viewer over the head amidst a cascade of edgy editing (the first cut of the elevator scene took a MONTH to edit, then several months more work before settling on the version used in the final cut...sheesh!) The cinematography and lighting -- while precision perfect -- add yet more pompous embellishment. Ironically, the dogma Revolver seems to be lecturing to the audience is precisely what drags the film into its own lucid quagmire.
I almost bought into it. I was hoping for something fresh and original, but the more I watched, the more polish chipped away and revealed the shoddy foundation underneath. Allusions (or obstacles) to other cinema auteurs (Lynch, Tarantino, Bergman...to name a few) are painfully within arm's reach throughout.
Most viewers love or hate Revolver, with few riding the center point. The haters have great points to make, but ignore some of the film's qualities. It's not the total catastrophe some may lead you to believe; it begins with the pace of a caper film, a good mystery lurks about, and some of the performances are often compelling. Those characteristics wither, however, and the more light is shed on them, the weaker they get. For added fun, watch the extended / deleted scenes on the DVD for more signs of an already problematic production.
Disciples of Revolver dismiss non-believers of the film's spiritual ideology by stating that it was too deep, and that old chestnut: they "didn't get it". I got it. Guy Ritchie's ego is his own worst enemy.
Quibbling. It's like a metalhead pointing out that a song you referenced as death metal is actually melodic death-mo-core. Or in simpler terms, calling a movie a family film rather than a children's film.The point is the neighborhood, not the street address.
And I didn't even call the two noted films porno, just that Mahon was responsible for them.
Rated 2/10Nostradamus: 2012 is THE go-to documentary that details the events, historical and astronomical, leading to the great apocalypse of 2012 in which the brilliant seer's Quatrains converge science and metaphor to warn of the kismet which lie ahead. I view at it as a yearbook which dramatically returns us to that classic year predicted by many cultures, such as the Mayans. Most of this armageddon was made most clear after the discovery of Nostradamus' lost book, which serves enigmatic illustrations that, as experts inform us, symbolically details the great changes via alchemy, climate change, and planetary transformation. The scholars dance around the speculation of it all and seem confident of the worst case scenarios verified by changes we see in our world -- even incorporating Hopi, Freemason and Christian elements, throwing everything at the wall for a united verification of the urgent, certain doom.
Speaking of religion, the concluding moments feature carefully worded political proposals that Nostradamus was actually warning us -- a wake-up call, if you will -- of what will happen if we don't make changes that affect our climate, financial institutions, global interactions, etc. One expert goes on to suggest the possibility of 2012 being the year in which "the United States transforms itself", since the USA is, of course, the cause of the 2012 cataclysm.
Famine and mass extinction seem(ed) to be a certainty, and it never looked more clinically polished than when viewed through the spectrum of Nostradamus' prophecies. A small portion of the film's 92 minutes discusses real scientific theories of our past, but not enough to leave any credibility to the overall theme. It's a silly pseudo-documentary that repeats the same (mis)information over and over and the "experts" are anything but. Never mind that no contrasting opinions are ever presented. The flimsy nature of Nostradamus' predictions are populated by reverse interpretations of past events aligned with vague passages that could be made to fit any incident. Ever heard of a future prediction of his that came true? My score is largely rewarding the film's audacity.
Personally, I feel the perilous behavior of mankind in response to political and social change is more frightening than any prophecy of holocaust. Global disdain and misadventure magnified via social media would have been a far more convincing forecast of the end of the world as we know it.
Rated 4/10So dumb it's entertaining. Amateur Hour wannabe Twilight Zone treatment of nuclear catastrophe is laughable in its ham-fisted ineptitude. I picked up a copy of this forgettable quickie mainly as a reminder of how bad a screenplay can be. One for my apocalypse film shelf, but perhaps I should move it to the campy misfire shelf?
Hollywood really DOES do propaganda better than enemies of the state. Good propaganda commands some respect for its clever use of sound and vision to manipulate the subject at hand. Some of my favorite films belong to this category due to their creative license with reality during the WWII era. Runaway Jury left me embarrassed for the filmmakers (hell, for the film industry!) because they do the genre such a disservice. A small town community theater could make a more convincing case for any given topic, political or otherwise.
The screenplay is the nucleus of the problem, beginning with changing the subject of John Grisham's original novel from a legal battle with the tobacco industry to a favorite Hollywood screed, the gun industry. The film is sold as a smart courtroom drama / thriller, but rather than impressing the viewers with facts and stats from either side to make their respective legal cases, the script bypasses all of those pesky details in favor of pure emotion. As Dustin Hoffman recites his closing arguments against the gun lobby to the jury, sentimental music stirs the heart strings valiantly, but when the defendant's legal rep, played by Bruce Davison, delivers his closing statement, the music turns dark and eerie. Charming.
Then there's the technology. Gene Hackman portrays a shady jury consultant who employs a crack team of high-tech engineers using state-of-the-art surveillance gadgetry, quite a bit far-fetched in all but spy cinema. Our superhero, everyman Nick Easter (John Cusack) also possesses savvy skills in order to manipulate his way into the jury pool of his choice, and the psychological people skills necessary to swing a jury at the drop of a hat. Just some of the paper thin sketches of anything resembling plausibility.
The film's final message: Manipulating juries is fine if you happen to support the noble good guys who are doing battle against dastardly, evil corporate thugs with thick Southern accents who tie girls up and put them on railroad tracks in between enabling killers to go on shooting rampages. (catches breath) And just in case you STILL miss that message, feast your eyes on Cusack and Rachel Weisz as they celebrate their victory by going to an urban playground and watching young children play (largely ethnic, naturally), gazing into each other's eyes knowing that they have protected the next generation of innocents from those money-hungry villains.
Few things are as compelling as a good legal drama -- and I wanted so much for this to be just that, I really wanted to love Runaway Jury. I felt cheated and deceived into watching what appeared to be a courtroom thriller. There was little courtroom -- and those scenes had the tension of the finale in a rom-com. The majority of Runaway Jury focused on its agenda, a poison pen letter to the gun lobby. Political theater is hard enough to avoid, so having it sneak its ugly self in like a trojan horse was the last straw(man).
Rated 8/10My first time seeing this was a fullscreen, public domain copy in very poor shape. After seeing the restored widescreen version, it's like watching a different movie.
Dennis Hopper is a sailor on leave who falls for a pretty and mysterious young woman who performs at a boardwalk carnival as a mermaid. It's an interesting early role for Hopper, and the complete opposite of the crazed juvenile delinquent he played the year before in Key Witness.
If you're looking for the kind of horror film that the posters promise, you may be disappointed. If instead you think Val Lewton, you'll have a better understanding of the kind of independent film at hand, aided by an atmospheric delivery that major studios might have responded to by changing directors early in production.
For me, it's a lost classic, albeit far from brilliant. There's some wooden acting here and there, plus the story plods along at a stoic pace. Regardless of those quibbles, it's well shot with shards of film noir illuminating the night scenes, there's a creepy-looking carnival, and early on, we're treated to some live beat jazz.
Rated 6/10Breach is a highly stylized representation of a short period in the life and crimes of Robert Hanssen, senior FBI agent and one of the worst traitors in U.S. intelligence history. In comparison to the previously filmed treatment of the story, the 2002 TV movie Master Spy: The Robert Hanssen Story, that earlier film unfolded in a realistic, visually muted manner, taking the time to examine all of the characters and their motivations. It was believable and convincing because the shock of a man turning on his country and duty was not embellished for the thrill factor, nor were any of the principals exagerrated caricatures enhanced for dramatic effect. The viewers of Breach get betrayed with popcorn-movie mechanics in favor of the real story, which is less exciting. Dark, gloomy lighting pre-empts the way most rooms and locations are really lit so that it builds intensity in otherwise bland environments; sadly, the same trick is played with characters and events as opposed to the real story.
In fairness, Breach only covers two months prior to Hanssen's arrest and some events are paraphrased into that narrow timeline. Further, there's the old pace issue in which producers strip away details in order to advance the story in a timely manner. That said, no attempt is made to see any part of Hanssen's personality aside from a lurid, enigmatic bad guy. An easy-to-hate villain italicized by some quirky issues that make his manner erratic and intimidating. I'm OK with conversations being invented to better sell the story and motives, but when the whole film is spit & polished for the sake of high audience score cards, it loses cred. There's a number of plot holes that also create a credibility gap, such as Hanssen's judgment, which spoil the depiction of him as a "master spy". On the other hand, there is indeed a great deal of accuracy that was scrupulously recreated, from locations such as FBI offices to involvement from the real life Eric O'Neill, who served as a consultant. It's not as if the film is a deception, just that the process overrides the real story.
The cast and crew are top shelf, particularly the lens work of Tak Fujimoto (Gladiator, The Silence of the Lambs). Billy Ray, a screenwriter by trade, is skillful and proves he can helm a project (this being the second of three films he's directed.) Chris Cooper delivers his usual fine work and carries the film with adequate support from Ryan Phillippe as his colleague. Although I like Laura Linney, her performance is a bit postured, overplayed and smug, I never believed she was a high-ranking handler for the FBI. The presence of Gary Cole and Dennis Haysbert bring needed charisma to the bleak proceedings.
Cooper's portrayal of Hanssen is depicted as more methodical than vulnerable, as we never learn the motivation behind his breach. Political and religious cheap shots are peppered in early on, Hanssen's faith routinely shown in a laughable extreme, and every other slight eccentricity enlarged the way a slasher film might detail the traits of its killer. Those aspects are not pronounced with the same animous in the 2002 film, which was painstakingly penned by Norman Mailer.
As a piece of entertainment with some historical value, Breach pushes all the right cinematic buttons, albeit at a slower speed limit than action fans weaned on Bourne films will have the patience for. If the story fascinates you at all, I would recommend the earlier film for a more complete version of a story that needs more than two months to represent and less attention paid to pacing to make its case.
Rated 7/10Around the World in Eighty Days was, no doubt, a spectacle to behold on the big screen in it's full 70mm glory. The cinematography, music, costumes, locations...everything is cultured to a perfect sheen. Then there's the cast, which includes a harvest of uncredited cameos, which also serves to enhance the six million dollar adaptation of Jules Verne's literary classic. Unfortunately, the wonderment that once enthralled movie audiences has dulled with the passage of time and technology. If you're not watching on a big screen, it all looks like just another product of a bygone era, losing all of the scope and magnitude in the translation. As for time considerations, you'll need to block out 3+ hours to view the film, which seems unnecessary when you strip away the event gimmickry, with entirely too much of the story coasting along at a decidedly non-pithy pace. And let's be honest, at least half the film is actually a late 19th century travelogue, even though most of it was indeed shot in Hollywood.
As an interesting sidenote, the film was shot in just under eighty days. I have to wonder if maybe producer Michael Todd wagered money on the duration of principal photography...
If you like the oldschool, grand scale adventure epics, this is the one that swept up 5 Academy Awards for 1956, including Best Picture.
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Hmmm, maybe he edited the post since your comment, but it seems to be working now. Or maybe it's blocked in your country? I visited the Latest Videos link from the Cinema front page yesterday and saw a lot of dead links from no-longer-existing YouTube accounts. What is the default action on these, to just leave them be or add them to an already turgid Corrections queue?
No prob. Would be nice if there was a field to add such details. We are able to do this with the cast since we can tack that stuff on after the character name without affecting the Person. Maybe in a future upgrade?
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Rated 2/10Overly stylized and manipulative. Will Smith and Jon Voight are brilliant, regardless of the film's heavy-handed, melodramatic indulgences and superfluity.
Rated 4/10Anthology film with an impressive pick of directors, but Amicus this ain't. Supposedly a paean to "Tales from the Crypt", "Creepshow", etc., but don't be pulled into watching this mess expecting any resemblance to those oldschool classics. The biggest problem is Dennis Bartok, who wrote and produced this dismal affair. Monte Hellman's contribution (Stanley's Girlfriend) is the only respectable segment but it's not scary or even horror material. Despite that, this flick is utter tosh.