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Friday, June 28, 2013
Only now does it occur to me... JUBAL
Thursday, June 27, 2013
Junta Juleil's 900th Post!
A big thank you to all of my readers, and hope everybody's enjoying their summer!
Coming this summer:
More Van Damme
More Bronson
More Albert Pyun
Some Peter Weller
John Carpenter, Screenwriter
A Smattering of Brion James
Hell, Maybe I'll Resurrect the Top 100 Countdown
Other Good Stuff
If you have suggestions for my summer viewing, please leave 'em in the comments section below!
Friday, June 21, 2013
Only now does it occur to me... FOXES
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
Television Review: QUICKSILVER HIGHWAY (1997, Mick Garris)
In a familiar, darkened alleyway:
"So... I just saw QUICKSILVER HIGHWAY..."
–"What's that?"
"It's an omnibus horror flick with stories by Stephen King and Clive Barker, made for television."
–"Awesome! Is it good?"
"Well, uh... what is it that I always say about Mick Garris?
–"That CRITTERS 2: THE MAIN COURSE is his finest achievement."
"No, besides that."
–"That he's a one-man Matt Frewer employment agency?"
"No, besides that."
–"That HOCUS POCUS is a forgotten masterpiece?"
"Look, just forget it. Anyway, my point is that this is full of the silly, sloppy storytelling that Garris is well-known for, and feels a helluva lot like a failed pilot episode for an anthology series, which is what it might even have been. I don't know. I'm so demoralized, I don't even feel like researching that information."
–"Ouch."
"On the Mick Garris failure index, it's not as good as CRITTERS 2, SLEEPWALKERS, or his MASTERS OF HORROR episodes, but it is leaps and bounds ahead of THE STAND and THE SHINING."
–"Well, that's not saying much."
"But it is saying something. Anyway, let's get into the nitty-gritty. As in most omnibus horror films, there's a frame story. This frame story involves a manic Christopher Lloyd who is wearing an S&M dog collar, a Sherlock Holmes coat, and a leather peasant shirt. Also, for some reason, he's looking a lot like Jeremy Irons."
–"Does he bring the crazy?"
"Of course he brings the crazy. He's doing psychotic facial mugging, improvising some great acting business with a dish of strawberries, and trying his goddamned best with Garris' mealy-mouthed dialogue. In fact, that's the main problem here: out of a 90 minute runtime, there's probably a half-hour's worth of Garris-scripted frame padding, which has absolutely nothing to do with the work of Stephen King or Clive Barker and is incredibly, needlessly verbose."
Lloyd is a living legend, but that doesn't discount the fact that 100% of the props and costumes pictured above may have been purchased from the nearest Spencer's Gifts.
–"Lloyd can't save it?"
"Sadly, no. But he tries. And it is kinda fun to watch him try. For a few minutes, anyway."
–"Oh. So what's the first story?"
"We begin with Stephen King. 'Chattery Teeth,' from the King collection NIGHTMARES AND DREAMSCAPES. 'Chattery Teeth' was my favorite Stephen King short story of all time... when I was ten."
–"That's a good age."
"Anyway, 'Chattery Teeth' is the tale of a traveling salesman who stumbles across a ramshackle Route 66 gas station and comes into the possession of a pair of novelty chattering teeth."
–"I had a pair of those when I was a kid!"
"Yeah, me too. Anyway, the salesman encounters a deranged hitchhiker, and then things get interesting..."
–"Do the teeth come to life?"
"I'm not telling you."
–"Do they start chomping on people?"
"Shhh. Anyway, we get a nice supporting role from acting legend Veronica Cartwright as a licorice-chewin' proprietress, decked out in trashy Southwestern jewelry. Along with Christopher Lloyd, Charles Durning in DESPERATION, and Ed Harris in THE STAND, she's probably the best actor to ever appear in a Mick Garris movie."
Veronica Cartwright: too good for this movie.
–"Well, how is it? The segment, I mean."
"It's actually not bad, it just doesn't have a lot of 'oomph.' The story's only 39 pages, and the segment's around 30 minutes, so it's probably got one of the lowest page-to-minute ratios of any King adaptation. It's very faithful to the short story, but it should have been shorter, and with a lot more flair, especially in regard to the um... 'chomping.'"
–"I knew it! I knew there was chomping!"
"Yeah, yeah. Anyway, it should have been a fifteen minute CREEPSHOW piece, is what I'm saying."
–"So what about the next piece– the Barker?"
"Hoo boy."
–"I hate it when you say 'hoo boy.'"
"Aw, shut it. Now, the Barker segment is adapted from 'The Body Politic,' a taut, bizarre piece of body horror from BOOKS OF BLOOD: VOLUME IV. It's the story of a man whose hands may or may not have achieved consciousness and are clandestinely plotting a revolution while he sleeps."
–"And?"
"Garris blows it. Big. He changes and waters down everything about the story that made it work. Then he drenches it in bad CGI."
–"Ooh."
"At least we get a John Landis cameo."
–"Well, that's nice."
John Landis: always up for a horror cameo.
"And Clive Barker even shows up in the same scene, though you're struck with the horrific idea that that his presence here represents some kind of implicit condonation of the proceedings."
Clive Barker: cool with directors half-assing adaptations of his work.
–"You said something about bad CGI?"
"Yeah. So, Matt Frewer plays the lead–"
–"As if you even had to say that out loud."
"To be fair, it could have just as easily been Henry Thomas or Stephen Weber."
–"Good point."
"And Frewer's fine– but, for instance, he's no Bruce Campbell."
–"Ah, but who is."
"Anyway, when his hands decide to, eh, liberate themselves, there's an amazing practical effect–
which leads almost immediately to some of the worst CGI I've ever seen. A screen-cap cannot do it justice. It makes that 90s dancing baby GIF look like something out of RISE OF THE PLANET OF THE APES."
–"Yikes!"
"By the time there's an army of the things, you're going to be weeping aloud. And to think that he should have learned his lesson from his depiction of "The Hand of God" in THE STAND!"
–"So you don't think I should watch this one?"
"Well, I'm sure I'm not going to be able to stop you."
–"Yeah, you're probably right. I am a glutton for punishment."
"Just have the fast-forward button handy. In closing, if you're gonna watch an adaptation of a Stephen King short story from the collection NIGHTMARES AND DREAMSCAPES that was released in 1997... make it THE NIGHT FLIER."
–Sean Gill
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Only now does it occur to me... THE LORDS OF DISCIPLINE
Based on a novel by Pat Conroy that I read for a high school English class, THE LORDS OF DISCIPLINE is set at a Citadel-esque military academy on the cusp of the Civil Rights era.
Biehn and Paxton play a couple of classic asshole hazer bullies who usually torment the weakest of the new guys
Paxton (far left) and Biehn (second from left) do their thing.
and enacting hardcore harassments, like turning the fat guy into Paxton's personal piggy bank.
Things take a turn for the worse when the school admits its first-ever black cadet, and Biehn and Paxton (along with a shadowy organization called "The Ten," that seems like a blend of the KKK and Yale's Skull and Bones) begin a torturous, drawn-out persecution of the black guy, who's only friend on campus is David Keith (unfortunately, not Keith David).
Biehn chomps the scenery, trying to outdo Paxton's crazy face.
The culmination of all this is probably the scene where Paxton and Biehn sing with the full company of cadets and proceed in a behavior I can only describe as trying to "Out-Dixie" one another. Well done.
Also, Paxton is credited as "Wild" Bill Paxton. It's too bad that didn't stick!
Anyway, it was the beginning of a beautiful friendship, and one which continued in THE TERMINATOR (1984), ALIENS (1986), NAVY SEALS (1990), and TOMBSTONE (1993).
P.S. There's also a meaty character role (Colonel "Bear" Berrineau) for crotchety old man and cigar-chomping virtuoso Robert Prosky (GREMLINS 2, CHRISTINE). Always good to see ya, Mr. Prosky!
CHOMP
Thursday, June 6, 2013
Only now does it occur to me... MY CRASY LIFE
from such films as STEPHEN KING'S IT, THE THING, LICENSE TO DRIVE, MY GIRL, MY GIRL 2, MR. BOOGEDY, HEAVEN'S GATE, BRIDE OF BOOGEDY, RENT-A-COP, RISKY BUSINESS, NIGHTMARES, THE BELIEVERS, MY SCIENCE PROJECT, and MULTIPLICITY, but he doesn't show his face here. In the MY CRASY LIFE, he voices a snarky, fictionalized police dashboard computer which serves as a quasi-artsy and not-entirely-successful narrative device that acts as a sort of comic to the the gritty vérité.
Pretty bizarre, but there it is. (And obviously any shortcomings in the computer as a narrative device ought not to be blamed on Masur, who does a fine job.)
Strangely, this credit does not appear on IMDb, but I'm here to confirm it for all you Masur die-hards out there. Now let's go watch some BOOGEDY!
Sunday, June 2, 2013
Film Review: LIONHEART (1990, Sheldon Lettich)
Some films are more important than mere "films." ROSETTA gave the minimum wage to children in Belgium. THE THIN BLUE LINE helped free a man from prison. HARLAN COUNTY, USA led to better conditions in Kentucky coal mines. LIONHEART, too, is more than just a movie. It boldly dared to expose the dangerous, yuppie-kumite full-contact street-fighting circuit that plagued America's upscale parking garages, health clubs, and private pools until 1990:
Let the networking begin– I hope you brought enough Chardonnay for everybody!
I can't tell if that's a squash court or a racquetball court. Or are they the same thing?
Hurry it up, already– I need to be home in time for THIRTYSOMETHING!
They even used yuppie one-liners right before performing their finishing moves– "Let's do lunch sometime," indeed!
And is that girl who's licking proletarian-kumite-blood off of her chest, there... on a date with Patrick Bateman? And are they headed to Dorsia afterward? (Actually it's a cameo by PULP FICTION producer Lawrence Bender.)
Anywho, this upstart young Belgian muckraker named Jean-Claude Van Damme decided to write and star in a movie unmasking the cold harsh truths of this savage fighting circuit
JCVD HAS GOT HIS EYE ON YOU
and while it did succeed in shutting down this black market brawling for all time, in 2013 we can still take a step back and enjoy it as one hell of an action movie. So kick back, grab some junk food, put on your THEY LIVE sunglasses, and prepare to appreciate sixteen reasons why LIONHEART is still relevant in a post-yuppie world:
#16. Van Damme body part introduced before the rest of Van Damme.
Just as in CYBORG (which revealed Van Damme's leg before Van Damme), LIONHEART takes its time revealing JCVD's veiny French Foreign Legion bicep before we actually learn that it's attached to Van Damme.
I've theorized that this is because Van Damme's limber limbs are considered to be more iconic than his face, but that discounts the beauty of Van Damme's magnificent, endlessly sincere smile, pictured below:
Also the sheer brilliance of Van Damme's magnificent, endlessly sincere crazy face, pictured below in all of its eye-bulging, blood-streaked glory:
But I don't want to get ahead of myself. How 'bout something simple, like–
#15. Roller skates!
This may not be a Cannon Film, but the sudden, unexpected, and wholly unnecessary inclusion of a man on roller skates reveals the film's true inspiration.
#14. Full-contact Pool Party!
Uh, wait– what are we watching again?
#6. Jean-Drunk Van Damme.
You have to love Jean-Drunk Van Damme. I last glimpsed him in KICKBOXER. It's sort of like a kid who's O.D.'d on a sugar high, and it's sort of like something out of a Looney Tunes cartoon. Whatever it is, keep up the good work!
#5. Abdel Qissi.
Part Andre the Giant, part Ernst Stavro Blofeld, cat-stroking Van Damme crony Abdel Qissi plays the tournament "baddie," as he later would in Van Damme's directorial debut, THE QUEST. Here, he's "Attila." In THE QUEST, he's "Khan." You have to love the lack of creativity/Capcom-style logic at play there. It's really quite endearing.
#4. Michel Qissi.
Whoa-ho-ho-NO! You thought there was only gonna be one Qissi in this flick? Think again. This is Michel, probably best known as the evil "Tong Po" in KICKBOXER. Between 'em, the Qissi brothers have appeared in five JCVD films. Above, he's seen partaking in an inspirational slow clap.
#3. A Scottish fighter in a kilt!
In a nod to BLOODSPORT's international kumite of amusing cultural stereotypes, we get this Scottish fighter who wears a kilt. (When he needed to depict a Scottish fighter again in THE QUEST, he kept the kilt, but upped the stakes with full Tam o' Shanter action!)
YAHHH
#2. This line of dialogue, which requires no further explanation: