Friday, December 20, 2024

SUGARPLUMMED (2024) / THE CHRISTMAS QUEST (2024)

Hallmark tries a couple of new directions this year for their Christmas movies. One works, one doesn't. SUGARPLUMMED is a meta-movie which begins with an ad for the Harmony Home Network featuring a series of holiday movies starring a magical woman named Sugarplum who helps everyone have wonderful Christmases. Emily, a lawyer, desperately wants her family to have a perfect Christmas and makes a wish that she could live in a Sugarplum movie. Voila, Sugarplum herself appears, complete with a thick book of Christmas movie rules (snow makes everything better, as does a beautifully decorated house, etc.), and sets out to help Emily make her wish come true. Sugarplum does work some Christmas magic, including making it snow inside Emily's son’s high school and getting the perfect gift at the last minute, but we catch on early that Emily's perfect holiday is not really what her family wants. For example, her daughter wants to talk to her about applying to a small arts college instead of a local university, but Mom is deaf to her arguments. When Sugarplum's efforts start going wrong (the school presses charges of vandalism for the snowfall), she must find more realistic ways to help Emily and her family. This is a cute and fun movie. Janel Parrish has a perky and slightly otherworldly bearing as Sugarplum, Maggie Lawson is fine as the beleaguered Emily whom we know will eventually come to her senses about her family's needs, and discover that perfection is not necessarily a desired goal. Avan Stewart and Kyra Leroux are quite good as the kids. Brendon Zub is OK as the husband but he doesn't have a lot to do. There are fun cameos from handsome Hallmark leading men Victor Webster and Carlo Marks. The self-referential satire is welcome, as is the fact that a romance is not at the center of the story. Pictured are Parrish, Lawson and Zub.

THE CHRISTMAS QUEST has two of the best Hallmark actors as leads: Kristoffer Polaha and Lacey Chabert. It's shot largely on location in Iceland. It starts out in an unusual manner, setting up an Indiana Jones-type adventure story involving an archeologist (Chabert) approached by a mysterious wealthy man to find the legendary treasure of the Yule Lads, Icelandic prankster figures from folklore. Her late mother had spent years on the same search so she agrees to help, and ropes in her ex-husband (Polaha) who is an expert on ancient Norse languages. Unfortunately after a promising opening, things go downhill as the search turns into a treasure hunt complete with ridiculous clues, cartoon villains who turn out to be good guys and vice versa, and a ludicrous climax which leaves almost everything unexplained. Polaha and Chabert are in good form, but their talents are used in the service of a story that promises to be something different but ends up being disappointingly familiar. If they had stuck to the idea of an adventurous quest, it might have worked, but it doesn't. Derek Riddel is good as the wealthy man, and the very nice looking Joel Saemundsson has a couple of fun scenes as an old friend of Chabert's who helps out. I give this one points for trying something different but subtract points for backing out of that promise. [Hallmark]

Thursday, December 19, 2024

FINDING FATHER CHRISTMAS (2016)

Miranda, a high-powered real estate agent in Seattle, is contacted by a man who is cleaning out an old theater for renovation. He has found a suitcase with her mother's name on it and assumes she might want it. Miranda's single mother Eve was an actor who died of a heart attack on stage during a performance of A Christmas Carol while the young Miranda was in the theater. She goes to claim the suitcase and discovers an old photo of a little boy sitting on Santa's lap that was taken in the small Vermont town of Carlton Heath. Thinking this might be a clue to her father's identity, she heads off to Vermont to investigate. She arrives at a bed and breakfast and reluctantly admits to the owner, Katherine, what her mission is. Katherine thinks she might be able to contact the former owners of the photography studio where the picture was taken, and in the meantime, Miranda has a meet-cute moment with Katherine's hunky son Ian, who does odd jobs around the place as well as keeps the inn's books (and, belying his rustic appearance, also has a law degree). Ian's father Andrew is also an actor and is rehearsing his role as Scrooge in a Christmas Carol production at the local James Whitcomb Theater, named after a late legendary local actor whose son Edward still lives in town. With Ian's help, Miranda tries to get to the bottom of her domestic mystery but gets nowhere until she sees the Santa photo on display at Edward Whitcomb's home. Will old family skeletons get disturbed and ruin everyone's holiday?

Based on a novel, this Hallmark Christmas movie is a tad more serious than most of them—in addition to Eve's fatal heart attack which takes place in a flashback, one character has a non-fatal heart attack and another verbally attacks Miranda, assuming she has come deliberately to ruin reputations. Even the wonderful comic actor Wendie Malick doesn't get much of a chance to be funny, though she's very good in her role as James Whitcomb's widow. Erin Krakow is fine as Miranda; she doesn't get to stray much from the Christmas heroine template, though it is nice that her big city job is not really much of a plotpoint. I kept watching largely because of the handsome and non-threateningly masculine Niall Matter as Ian; his small-town charm is a predictable element but the differences between the two aren't presented as obstacles to be overcome. In fact, by my count, they kiss four times during the movie, which must be a Hallmark record. In another twist, it's Ian who gets teary (and Matter pulls this scene off quite well). Jim Thorburn, a familiar Hallmark supporting face, is good though underused as the Whitcomb son. Another Hallmark regular, Nelson Wong, has a small role as a doctor. I like that we're told that Eve named Miranda after the character in The Tempest, which is actually a clue to the resolution of the mystery. There are two sequels that I might track down. [Hallmark]

Tuesday, December 17, 2024

TRIVIA AT ST. NICK'S (2024)

Celeste, an astronomy professor at a snowy Vermont college, is upset that the provost doesn't seem to be taking her requests for money for an new telescope seriously, but she's looking forward to, and takes very seriously, the annual Christmas trivia contest, a multi-day event at a bar called St. Nick's. Her team, the Quizmas Elves, also has her friend Ashley, an admissions officer; Ashley's husband Freddie, the college landscaper; Celeste's widowed mother Sherry, a local music teacher; Gary, a older history professor who is sweet on Sherry; and Richard, a British math professor who was a 2-day winner on Jeopardy and with whom Celeste is getting romantically interested. Celeste's TA, Ruby, a goth-acting Gen Z buzzkill, is on a competing team, We Came to Sleigh. At the school cafeteria, Celeste has the opposite of a meet-cute (a meet-ugly according to the Urban Dictionary) with hunky new football assistant coach Max when he goes zipping ahead of others in a buffet line and she calls him on his behavior. But when Richard announces that he's going to Asia for the holidays, the Elves must find a replacement for him and who happens to present himself but Max. Celeste isn't happy, but his knowledge of holiday-related sports trivia (?) is too good to pass up, plus the other team members all find him charming. Her friend Ashley tells her to lighten up; "Be Mr. Bailey, not Mr. Potter," she says in a cute Wonderful Life reference. Max joins the team and, unwittingly, begins subverting Celeste's leadership tactics, climaxing in Max's insistence that the group engage in a wall-climbing exercise for the sake of bonding. Despite Celeste's annoyance, the exercise is fun and works well, and slowly, Max and Celeste begin to get along. The group goes on a scavenger hunt, helps decorate the international students dorm, and winds up with a perfect score in round three of the trivia event. Romantic sparks fly, especially when Celeste and Max have a nighttime rendezvous at a telescope. But an out-of-town trip to a maple syrup farm, which brings them even closer, results in them missing round four and the team falls behind, with Ruby's team in the lead. Celeste blames Max even though it wasn't really his fault. Can the Quizmas Elves eke out a victory in the final round? And can Celeste unclench her ass long enough to realize that Max is practically perfect in every way?

I have mixed feelings about this Hallmark movie. I watched it because my favorite Christmas movie actor, Brant Daugherty (pictured), stars as Max. He is as handsome and adorable as ever with his patented snarky but sweet whimsy intact. Unfortunately, his co-star, Tammin Sursok, isn't as effective. She might pass muster as a grad student, but acting like a professor is beyond her (and, to be fair, beyond the writers). They work up some chemistry—the two were apparently co-stars on the TV show Pretty Little Liars, and who couldn't achieve some rapport with Brant?—but honestly I had a hard time rooting for the two of them to wind up together. As is often the case lately, the supporting cast helps immensely. Kathleen Elizabeth Monteleone is great fun as Ashley, Ari Brand is sweet as Freddie (I missed at first that he was married to Ashley and thought he was going to be the gay best friend, but when Ashley announces she's pregnant, I realized that Freddie was the father), and Willie C. Carpenter and Elizabeth Keifer as Gary and Sherry are fine. Becka Zornosa makes the most of her small role as Ruby, the closest thing the movie has to a villain; her best moment is when she belittles Celeste's desire for the trivia prize which she calls a tchochke-thing. Later someone says that Ruby has "resting Scrooge face." In a meta-moment, it's fun that Hallmark Christmas Movies comes up as a category in the final trivia round. This one isn't painful to get through, but its promise is a bit stunted. And the presence of Brant trumps any other weaknesses. [Hallmark]

Monday, December 16, 2024

FEMALE ON THE BEACH (1955)

In a well-appointed beach house one night, an older couple (Cecil Kellaway and Natalie Schafer) are listening to a vicious argument between a very drunk middle-aged woman (Judith Evelyn) and a handsome gigolo (Jeff Chandler). Chandler, having had enough of being yelled at, tries to leave. Evelyn starts after him but runs into the balcony railing and falls to her death. The very next day, with police below on the beach, rich widow Joan Crawford shows up, met by real estate agent Jan Sterling. Crawford owns the house and thought Sterling has been renting it to an old woman named Crandall who had been told to move out, though Crawford soon finds out that Sterling has been lying to her. Crawford meets police detective Charles Drake, trying to determine is Evelyn's death was suicide, a drunken accident, or murder. Crawford is planning on selling the house but decides to stay a while. Next morning, Chandler uses a key to burst in and start making breakfast. At first Crawford is indignant, but slowly Chandler charms her into accepting his presence, though she makes him leave his key. We learn that Kellaway and Schafer, with Chandler's help, were running a scheme to get money out of Evelyn by cheating at cards with her, and possibly planning on Chandler marrying Evelyn for her money. Now they want to pull the same stuff with Crawford, though as Chandler finds himself liking Crawford, he is reluctant to participate. Meanwhile, Crawford and Chandler argue, make up, fight, make up, and eventually have sex. She decides to stay in the house until Drake's continuing investigation puts doubts in her head about Chandler's motives. Then another secret comes to light: Sterling, the real estate agent, had once been involved with Chandler, and may still be carrying a torch for him.

This melodramatic thriller (not really noir, despite the publicity) is no buried gem but it is quite watchable and, in its last twenty minutes, compelling. Yes, there are problems. Crawford is maybe a smidge too old for Chandler (they were 12 years apart), but her character is written as a middle-aged woman who falls under the sway of a younger hunk, and the previous relationship between Chandler and Evelyn, who was roughly the same age as Crawford but looked older, helps us buy Crawford's obsession. I don't always like Crawford’s 1950s exaggerated melodramas, but this one works pretty well. At times, things threaten to tilt toward the camp excesses of TORCH SONG or QUEEN BEE but I think the director, Joseph Pevney, manages to keep that from happening by getting Crawford to show some restraint. She still gets off some good lines: to Chandler, "You were made for your profession!"; to Kellaway and Schafer: "I'd like to ask you to stay for a drink, but I'm afraid you might accept!" Even Chandler gets off a good one to Crawford: "A woman's no good to a man unless she's a little afraid of him." The rest of the cast is very good. Chandler's not my idea of a hunky gigolo, but he is, from some angles, striking looking, and his performance is nicely slippery, hiding the character's motivations until the end. Kellaway and Schafer are delightful as people who seem silly and harmless until we find out that maybe they're not. I'm not terribly familiar with Jan Sterling (who according to IMDb was notable for her "sexy pout"), but she acquits herself nicely, moving from a barely-there background character to playing a major part in the climax. I always like Charles Drake, though he tends to fade into the background, which he does again here, which is more a function of the script—at times, it feels like he was supposed to be a possible romantic rival to Chandler, but that's never brought to fruition. Chandler's character’s name is Drummond which everyone shortens to Drummy, which winds up sounding a little silly—Drummy is a nickname for a doofus or a runt, not a hunk. On balance, I quite liked this. [Criterion Channel]

Saturday, December 14, 2024

HOUSE OF EVIL (1968/1972)

A rural community, 1900. In a field, two men find the dead body of a woman, her eyes plucked out just like another body found by a lake a few days earlier. When the police find a letter written in Urdish, the language of the Urds, a nomadic people, they think the killings are part of a personal vendetta and their focus is on a group of Urds who work as servants at nearby Morhenge Mansion. At the mansion, the elderly Matthias Morteval (Boris Karloff, at right) and his doctor, Emerick Horvath, believe the murders are just like ones that occurred in Vienna and Budapest when his family lived in those places. Matthias’s brother Hugo was plagued by a belief that everyone around him was spying on him, and he engaged in a series of murders in which he plucked out the evil eyes of others. Hugo is dead but Matthias thinks that the "evil weed" has sprung up again in another family member, so he invites all his living relatives to the house for a will reading, apparently hoping, with help from Emerick, to figure out who the killer might be. Most of them (Ivor, rich widow Cordelia, and banker Morgenstern) are considered to be greedy no-goods by Matthias, but the fourth is his young and lovely cousin Lucy, who is likable enough but whose mother died insane. She brings her handsome boyfriend Charles, a police inspector, who, as an outsider, is not allowed to spend the night in the mansion. The big dark house is creepy enough but Matthias insists on playing a spooky organ concerto which is currently unfinished. Emerick shows everyone the collection of famous automaton toys that were made by the Mortevals for rulers and aristocrats. It was rumored that the toys could be remotely controlled and could commit murder for their rich owners. One dances with Cordelia but spins out of control and can't stop dancing. Cordelia manages to get free but now the toys have a sinister aura to them. Fodor, a servant, takes Charles to stay the night in the village and on the way home, Fodor is killed, his eyes taken out. The servants suspect Charles. In the middle of the night, a grandfather clock stops ticking and next morning, Matthias is found dead. Emerick takes over hosting duties and as they all wait for the reading of the will that night, the creepy life-size toys begin killing the relatives off. Organ music and bloody prints on the keys point to the possibility that Matthias may not actually be dead. The climax is fairly rousing, complete with more killer toys, loud organ music, fire and destruction.

I quote from my review of THE SNAKE PEOPLE: this is "one of a notorious bunch of low-budget Mexican horror films that Boris Karloff filmed during the last year of his life. The films were made by a Mexican company and filmed in Mexico, but because Karloff was ailing, he apparently shot his scenes in California. But though Karloff may not have been in prime physical shape, he's still the best thing in the movie." This one has a good plotline and a nicely creepy atmosphere, but the incredibly murky prints available make it difficult to see what the hell's going on during the last half-hour of the movie, when lots of things are going on. There are odd narrative lapses here and there. At one point, a character is killed upstairs, but his blood doesn't start dripping through the floor into a downstairs room until hours later. The Urds plotline is a complete red herring, and it was unclear to me where Charles was for a good chunk of running time in the middle: in a jail? A house? Morhenge Mansion? The toys are a good distraction from some of the wordier sequences though how they're controlled is never revealed. Karloff gives it his all and is fine. The other actors are mostly competent, and Andres Garcia is good looking and charismatic as Charles, though he winds up with not a lot to do until the conclusion. The filmmakers try to build tension with an overheated score which is irritating and not effective. Having said all that, it's certainly watchable and I suspect could be considered more than that if it's ever restored to clarity. Filmed in 1968 but not released until 1972. [YouTube]

Friday, December 13, 2024

HOTEL DU NORD (1938)

At twilight, a couple stroll sadly down a street in Paris along a river. At the Hotel du Nord, where a raucous dinner is going on in the restaurant area, they stop to get a room for the night. The kind-hearted Madam Lecouvreur rents a room to the gloomy pair, Pierre and Renée, and we discover that, penniless with no prospects, they have entered into a murder-suicide pact. Pierre shoots her, then panics and can't finish himself off. Edmond, a pimp in the next room, comes in and tells Pierre to leave through the window, and Edmond steals the pistol that's left behind. The party is disrupted when the police arrive, but Renée's wound was not fatal and as she recovers in a hospital, Pierre turns himself in to the police, even though she tells the police that she shot herself. When she recovers, Renée is given room and board by Lecouvreur in exchange for assisting the chambermaid. Meanwhile, we follow other characters living at the hotel. Edmond and his prostitute girlfriend Raymonde have a history of petty crime. Two shady men come looking for Edmond, though Raymonde tries to put them off. Edmond soon hits it off with Renée and he talks her into going to Cairo with him. We also meet Prosper, a lock keeper on the river who is being cheated on by his wife; Adrien, a flamboyantly gay candy maker; Jeanne, the chambermaid who is having her own side fling with Edmond; and Monolo, a boy orphaned by the Spanish Civil War who is doted on by Lecouvreur. The major stories come together during an evening street celebration of Bastille Day.

This is a charming, eccentric film in the genre known as poetic realism, stories of common working class people shot in a moody or dreamy style. Despite the scenes set on the street and near the river, the film was shot on an elaborate studio lot, giving the movie a slightly artificial feel (much like Casablanca) that actually enhances our experience of the narrative. The opening twilight shot is indeed poetic, as is the final shot along the same street which shows the last straggling Bastille Day celebrants still dancing. A bit like Grand Hotel, we get alternating glimpses into the lives of the hotel inhabitants, and moral judgments of good and bad behavior are not easy to make because most of the characters embody both impulses. Jean-Pierre Aumont is quite good as Pierre whom we sympathize with even though he runs out on his seemingly dead lover; he has the feel of a central character, but because he spends a good chunk of time in jail, we don't get to know him as well as we'd like. If there is a truly central character, it's probably Renée (Annabella) who gets entangled in a couple of plotlines. If anyone's gonna come to a bad end, you know it will be Edmond (Louis Jouvet) but we come to see his character in different lights at different times—he has ambitions to be a photographer and wants to change his name when he goes to Cairo to escape his past. Arletty is fine as Raymonde, who possibly gets as much screen time as Annabella. Though it has its melodramatic moments (there's a great shot of someone standing on a bridge at night in the fog, seriously contemplating suicide), the overall tone remains light, and the bouncing between stories stops any one from overstaying its welcome. Pictured are Aumont and Annabella. [TCM]

Wednesday, December 11, 2024

THE HOUND OF THE BASKERVILLES (1939)

One night, on the Grimpen Mire, a dismal foggy moor in Dartmoor, Sir Charles Baskerville is running from the sound of a howling dog. He falls to the ground dead. At the post-mortem, Dr. Mortimer (Lionel Atwill) says it was a heart attack, though we see him hesitate in his pronouncement. When a news story appears that Charles' heir, Sir Henry (Richard Greene), is coming from Canada to take over the estate, esteemed detective Sherlock Holmes (Basil Rathbone) tells his friend Dr. Watson (Nigel Bruce) that the Baskerville men have a habit of dying young and violently. That evening, Mortimer shows up and asks Holmes for assistance; like Holmes, he too fears for Henry's safety. He relates the story of the Baskerville curse: many years ago, the decadent Hugo Baskerville abducted a young woman with the apparent intention of sexual assault (by himself and possibly with his drinking buddies). She escapes but dies from a fall on the moors, and Hugo is torn to pieces by a supernaturally strong hound. The curse apparently continues to the present day, and Mortimer tells Holmes that he found hound pawprints near the dead body of Sir Charles. Holmes isn't so sure that the threat to Henry is from a ghost dog, but he agrees to get involved. After Henry arrives, odd things happen: one of his boots is stolen from his hotel room, and Holmes witnesses someone try to shoot Henry on the streets. Holmes sends Watson off with Henry and Mortimer to Baskerville Manor while he attends to some business in London. At the mansion, Watson immediately becomes suspicious of Barryman, the butler, who is caught one night signaling someone on the moors with a candle from a window. He also meets the neighbors: young, working-class John Stapleton; his stepsister Beryl whom Henry takes an interest in; Mortimer's wife who has an interest in the occult; and Mr. Frankland, a cranky old man who is constantly threatening people with frivolous lawsuits. Watson sends Holmes letters keeping him up to date on developments until a sinister looking tramp arranges a secret meeting with Watson on the moors. No spoilers here; suffice to say that soon, Holmes shows up, secrets are uncovered, a hound (real, not a ghost) attacks Henry, and all is revealed.

I have mentioned the Rathbone/Bruce Sherlock Holmes movies here on the blog before, but I’ve only ever done a full review on one (SPIDER-WOMAN). This is the first of fourteen made between 1939 and 1946 and, though they are all fun to watch, this is probably the best of the batch. That's partly because it had an A-film budget (which most of the later ones did not have), partly because it's based on a particularly strong Conan Doyle story, and partly because the template was new. Holmes' uncanny ability to figure out obscure clues, his moody violin playing, Watson's doddering comic relief, the cramped quarters at 221B Baker Street. Even if the plot itself is a bit anemic (the menace to Henry rarely feels truly dangerous until the end), the atmosphere is perfectly Gothic, and the Grimpen Mire set, though obviously artificial, works perfectly. Rathbone will always be the best Sherlock Holmes to me, and Bruce will always be the best Watson, though I do understand those fans who don't like the comic aspect of his character which is not present in the original stories. By the end of the series, Rathbone may have been phoning it in a bit, but here he's still fresh and interesting. Greene (top-billed because Fox was pushing him as a heartthrob) is fine, and Atwill keeps us on our toes, as he was usually a heavy so we're not sure if Mortimer is to be trusted—Atwill would play Holmes' arch nemesis Moriarty in a later movie. Wendy Barrie (Beryl), John Carradine (Barryman), Eily Malyon (Mrs. Barryman) and Beryl Mercer (Mrs. Mortimer) give fine support. Morton Lowry as John Stapleton is a bit of a weak link, partly because his role is underwritten. [DVD]

I also watched a recently restored German silent version of the same story, DER HUND VON BASKERVILLE (1929). There are several differences. Almost the entire film takes place at Baskerville Hall and the surrounding moor. There is little mention of the original curse. The film has a much more "old dark house" atmosphere to it, with secret passages, dark and gloomy interiors, and prying eyes seen through statue faces. The actor playing the villain plays him as creepy from the beginning and a grinning madman by the end. American actor Carlyle Blackwell (above left) is fine as Holmes, a little lighter in tone than Rathbone. Watson (Geroge Seroff) is not exactly comic relief, but instead an almost snarky observer, and I like him quite a bit that way. The characters of Mortimer and Frankland are present but not really important to the plot. A character from the novel but not in the 1939 film, Laura Lyons, is present here and crucial to a late plot development. The moor set is not quite as impressive as in the American film, but the spooky house makes up for that. The title hound is effective and the climax is more action-filled than in the '39 film. Interesting for comparison. The film had been thought lost and the restoration story, told in an accompanying featurette, is interesting. The modern score is nicely moody. [Blu-ray]

Monday, December 09, 2024

THE PASSENGER (1975)

David Locke (Jack Nicholson, at right), an American reporter, is trying to get interviews with a group of rebels in a hot and dry African country in the throes of a civil war, in order to wrap up a documentary he's doing for British television. We see him make contact with people who take him into the desert, but then inevitably, they leave him behind or he loses them. Feeling frustrated, he heads back to his village hotel to commiserate with another Westerner, a British businessman named Robertson, who is staying in the room across from him. But Robertson is dead from a sudden heart attack. Knowing the man had no immediate family, and aware that the two had a passing resemblance, Locke impulsively decides to swap identities, putting Robertson's body in his own room, complete with identifying papers, and takes Robertson's papers and belongings, then reports Locke as dead to the hotel keeper. As Locke tries to fit himself into Robertson's life, we get flashbacks to Locke's recent past: his witnessing of the execution of a rebel by government forces, an ambiguous interview with the president of the African country, his discovery that his wife Rachel has probably been having an affair with a man named Steven, his discussions with Robertson. Then, in keeping a series of appointments in Robertson's calendar, he comes to realize that Robertson is an illegal arms dealer working with the African rebels. As he tries to figure out what to do, he meets up with an aimless young woman (Maria Schneider) whose name we never find out, who joins him on the road as he gets more involved in a dangerous situation: he takes money meant for Robertson, but cannot deliver the arms to the rebels. In the meantime, both Rachel and Locke's boss start looking for Robertson, hoping he can provide some information about what happened to Locke. The full implications of what he's done begin to dawn on Locke, but maybe too late to avoid paying a high price for his identity dabbling.

Among the words and phrases bandied about when critics talk about the films of Michelangelo Antonioni are alienation, identity, existentialism, ambiguity, ennui, and modern life. Most of those words apply to this film, the last of three English-language films the Italian director made for MGM. The first, BLOW-UP, was a big hit; the second, ZABRISKIE POINT, was not. This one was certainly a critical success, though it didn't break out into a pop culture milestone as BLOW-UP had. There is plenty of ambiguity here about plot points and characters, but the narrative is mostly easy to follow, and partakes of traditional tropes of the thriller, even if there are not a lot of old-fashioned thrills to be had. Nicholson, who is in nearly every scene in the movie, carries it quite well, as a guy who feels almost dead to himself and tries (only half-heartedly, I think) to come back to life as someone else. Schneider is much less impressive, partly due to how incompletely her character is developed; I wish I could make a case that she is an imaginary companion that Locke dreams up, but that doesn't really work. Some critics wonder if she is the "passenger" of the title, since she spends much of the movie riding in Locke's car, but I think that Locke is the passenger, riding in the life of Robertson, though clearly not in control. The flashback in which Locke and Robertson (Charles Mulvehill, who does look a bit like Nicholson) meet feels a lot like two men arranging a one-night stand. The search that Rachel (Jenny Runacre) undertakes for Robertson winds up feeling more dictated by plot needs than by character. The famous unbroken seven minute shot near the end is interesting to experience but I'm not sure it means much. As in all Antonioni films, the visuals are compelling, with the sets and backgrounds sometimes commanding more attention than the action occurring on screen. [TCM]

Friday, December 06, 2024

THE SLEEPING CITY (1950)

This film begins with the actor Richard Conte, as himself, assuring us that Bellevue Hospital in New York City, where this was shot on location, is a fine, upstanding institution. (Apparently the mayor asked for this introduction so as not to besmirch the name of Bellevue.) The narrative begins one night with an intern named Foster who, tired and jittery, takes a much needed smoke break. Alone overlooking the skyline, he is shot in the face and dies. The cops interview interns, with a special interest in Foster's roommate Steve Anderson (Alex Nicol) who says that Foster had been jumpy lately. Detective Martin thinks it was the random work of a psycho, but Inspector Gordon decides to put members of his Confidential Squad in the hospital, with one man, Fred Rowan (Richard Conte), going undercover as an intern—he has a medical school background and they're hoping he can pass with no problem. He gains the trust of Anderson, who himself seems a bit nervous, and Ann Sebastian (Coleen Gray), a nurse who was dating Foster and had been looking for him on the night of his death. He also meets Kathy Hall, who is dating Anderson, and old Pop Ware, a friendly elevator operator who seems beloved by all the interns, perhaps because he helps them place bets on horse races. Most of these characters have secrets that Rowan slowly discovers, coming to the conclusion that there is a drug peddling ring active among the interns. After another death occurs, staged to look like a suicide, Rowan follows a hunch to track down the head of the drug ring. If this isn't strictly speaking film noir, it has the right look, with very fine location shooting at the hospital and on the streets of New York. The acting is convincing without becoming melodramatic; Conte excels as the undercover man, Nicol does a nice job as a skittish enigmatic character, and Gray is fine as a potential suspect. John Alexander, who was so much fun as the cousin who thinks he's Teddy Roosevelt in ARSENIC AND OLD LACE, plays it straight as the chief cop. This film doesn't necessarily make Bellevue look bad, but it certainly makes the life of an intern look depressing, and the semi-documentary look of the movie gives it a gritty aura. The style of director George Sherman is fairly plain, though some of the exterior city shots are nice. My beef with labeling this a noir has to do with the absence of an antihero; Conte has ambiguous feelings about some of the people he has to deal with, but he is never tempted to cover up for anyone. Still, it does have a noir visual style and is recommended. Pictured are Nicol and Conte. [Criterion Channel]

Thursday, December 05, 2024

LILITH (1964)

Vincent (Warren Beatty) is a vaguely troubled Korean War vet who seems to have trouble fitting back into society. He has returned to his small hometown in Maryland where his grandmother still lives, and where his mother committed suicide some years ago. At odds, he applies for a job as an occupational therapist at Poplar Lodge, a local mental institution where the head administrator, Dr. Brice (Kim Hunter), is impressed enough with Vincent to train and hire him. The grounds are very open and most of the patients are fairly calm; Brice tells Vincent that Poplar Lodge is largely a place for wealthy families to send problem relatives, and that many of them are people who are just too "fine," too sensitive, for real life. Vincent soon becomes caught up in the lives of two young inmates: lovely Lilith (Jean Seberg), who spends most of her time by choice in isolation, and gentle Stephen (Peter Fonda) who develops a liking for Lilith, as does Vincent. Lilith comes out of her shell a bit, and Vincent gets permission to take her and Stephen for outings. Though she flirts a bit with Stephen, it's Vincent whom Lilith sleeps with, though Vincent is upset to notice that Lilith is on the verge of inappropriate behavior with a young boy on one of their outings. Though I don't think the word "nymphomaniac" is ever used, that is clearly how we're supposed to think of her, despite her innocent and placid demeanor. If you look at Poplar Lodge as Edenic, you can take Vincent's affair with Lilith as the act that destroys their paradise, and indeed sad or tragic endings overtake the central trio of characters.

In an era when psychological issues were more open to being examined in Hollywood films, this feels almost like a step backwards. The black & white cinematography makes some of the scenes look vague and misty, as are the issues presented, few of which are discussed openly. In addition to suicide and impulsive sexual behavior, incest, homosexuality, and adultery are brought up or hinted at. The director, Robert Rossen, was a Hollywood pro whose previous picture The Hustler was nominated for several Oscars, but this has the look and feel of an indie movie, for better or worse. Perhaps because of the potentially edgy subject matter, the acting is mostly low-key. That works for Jean Seberg as the title character, kept mostly indistinct, and even for Peter Fonda, perhaps the most sympathetic character here. But Beatty has the same passive presence, leaving us with three lead characters who seem barely formed. More interesting are members of the supporting cast. Kim Stanley's Dr. Brice doesn’t always act logically, but she does get to build a presence, as does James Patterson as another doctor. Jessica Walter (as Beatty's old flame) and Gene Hackman (as her husband) are standouts even though they only get one short scene, and Anne Meacham is fine in a similarly limited role as an older, higher class patient. The pace is a bit sluggish, and the climax a bit incoherent, with an unsurprising final shot. I started this film a few weeks ago and gave up 20 minutes in, but I was egged on by a film buff friend to finish it. I did and I'm not sorry, but I don't think that I'd egg anyone on to watch it. Pictured are Fonda and Seberg. [Criterion Channel]

Monday, December 02, 2024

CALLAWAY WENT THATAWAY (1951)

The advertising firm of Frye (Fred MacMurray) and Patterson (Dorothy McGuire) has hit TV gold by recycling the old Western films of former singing cowboy star Smoky Callaway (Howard Keel), sponsored by a company that makes Corkies cereal, with the films aimed at kids. The Lorrisons, the couple who own the cereal company, ask Frye and Patterson to find Callaway so he can star in a new cowboy show. Having heard that Callaway became a drunk and quit acting, they hire his former agent Georgie (Jesse White) to track him down. Meanwhile, a real cowboy from Colorado named Stretch Barnes (also Howard Keel) writes to complain that, because he bears a striking resemblance to Callaway, he has suddenly become a local celebrity. By offering him a lot of money (which he could use to invest in his own ranch), Frye and Patterson convince him to come to Hollywood and pretend to be Callaway to make a TV show. There follows some amusing 'fish out of water' scenes as Callaway meets stars like Elizabeth Taylor and Clark Gable, not quite knowing who they are, and has to be taught by Frye how to enter a bar like a cowboy by casually "moseyin' and lookin’ around." But eventually, the agent finds the real Callaway having hit the skids in a Mexico City dive bar. Georgie tries to get him dried out and functioning again, but Barnes has already been sent out on a publicity tour. The competing cowboys cause trouble, but can a solution be found before the thing is exposed as a hoax?

This is mild 1950s satire, cute and clever but not very deep or biting. Actually, it has the feel of a TV show and if you take it at that level, it’s enjoyable enough. Keel does a great job with the two distinct personalities: as Barnes, he's naive, innocent, cute, and healthy; as Callaway, he's crude and always drunk, with dark circles under his eyes. The two have a fun fist fight near the end. MacMurray is in mildly comic leading man form but seems awfully lightweight even for that mode. McGuire is plain and bland. It feels like the screenwriters never really settled on whether or not the two should be romantically involved and there are hints they might have been, but [Mild Spoiler!] Patterson ends up with Barnes at the end and Frye's OK with that. There's interesting casting in two of the smaller roles: Natalie Schafer (Lovey on Gilligan's Island) plays one-half of the sponsor couple, and Stan Freberg, better known as a satirist, comedian, writer, and voice talent for cartoons, is Marvin, the nerdy assistant to Frye and Patterson. His role is small but he stands out for his odd look. There is a disclaimer at the end noting that no disrespect was meant to real cowboy actors or their positive effect on America's youth. The whole thing is fairly bland and surface, but worth seeing for Keel in his dual roles. Pictured are MacMurray, McGuire and Keel. [TCM]

Friday, November 29, 2024

THE LIQUIDATOR (1965)

In a black & white flashback to WWII, we see American soldier Boysie Oakes (Rod Taylor) more or less accidentally save the life of the British soldier Mostyn (Trevor Howard). Twenty years later (in color), Mostyn, now a colonel in British intelligence, is dealing with a spy scandal and his boss (Wilfrid Hyde-White) proposes that they kill off any of their spies who raise any red flag (i.e. suspicion of betrayal). Thinking of Boysie as a lethal killer, Mostyn visits him at the Bird Café, a bird-filled diner that Boysie owns, and gets him to join British intelligence. He is trained and given a fancy bachelor pad apartment (and a supply of women on the side) which he enjoys until Mostyn, telling him that life is more than "sex and sunlamps," lets him know that his job is to be a cold-blooded assassin of traitor spies. What Mostyn doesn't know is that Boysie can't stand violence, so Boysie subcontracts out the killing jobs to a pro named Griffen who is very good at his job and not terribly demanding when it comes to payment. Boysie then settles into a fling with Mostyn's secretary Iris (Jill St. John) despite being warned that spies should not fraternize with civilians. When Boysie takes Iris to the French Riviera, he gets tangled up in an espionage exercise in which he is to attempt to kill the Duke of Edinburgh, using blanks, of course. What he doesn't know is that he is being used by other spies to actually assassinate the Duke.

This movie was only on my radar as one of any number of minor James Bond rip-offs of the mid-60s—it even has a bombastic theme song sung by Shirley Bassey (of "Goldfinger" fame)— but it turned out to be a fairly delightful adventure, positioned somewhere between spoofy and serious. The character of Boysie Oakes, created by novelist John Gardner, went on to be featured in several novels but this is his only movie which is kind of a shame, although "reluctant spy who hates violence" is not the strongest plot device on which to hang a film series. But Rod Taylor is so good, I'd have watched a sequel if he'd been in it. He's handsome and masculine and personable while still making the character's squeamishness about violence read as real. The reviewer at Mysteryfile.com notes that Taylor can come off as "dashing and frightened out of his wits at the same time" and this may be the key to his performance here. Trevor Howard and Jill St. John are his equals, Akim Tamiroff is an oily villain and David Tomlinson pops in about halfway through as a character with ambiguous goals. Eric Sykes plays the paid assassin as a regular working guy. The movie almost splits into thirds, with part one being the hired killer spy spoof, part two being the fling between Boysie and Iris, and part three being the more serious spy endgame with some requisite plot twists thrown in. Even though the tone shifts are problematic at times, I found this quite enjoyable. Pictured are Taylor and St. John. [TCM]

Wednesday, November 27, 2024

THE SNOW MAIDEN (1969)

In the 1950s and 60s, the Soviet Union produced a number of colorful fantasy films based on fairy tales and folklore (see THE SNOW QUEEN for an earlier example). It's difficult to say who the intended audience for these was. I don't know how they were received in Russia, but most of them got dubbed into English and released in America either directly to television or as children's Saturday matinee movies. In dubbed (and pan-and-scan) prints, they come off as campy B-movies—indeed, a couple have gotten the MST3K treatment. As a child, I remember seeing TV Guide listings for The Day the Earth Froze, thinking it sounded cool, then being disappointed, mostly by its chintzy special effects, when I finally saw it in my teen years. But I've discovered that when you see them as originally released, in clean and colorful widescreen prints in Russian (with English subtitles), they're kind of interesting. This one is set in long-ago fairytale Russia where we see villagers holding a festival at Shrovetide (the pre-Lenten season before springtime) with lots of dancing and singing about the joys of love. But the Snow Maiden refuses to allow spring to arrive, and Father Frost lets her stay and live among the villagers for a time. She is adopted by an elderly couple and romantic complications soon arise: the Snow Maiden falls for the simple shepherd Lel; the burly Mishgar becomes engaged to Kupova but then is smitten with the Snow Maiden; Kupova tries to kill herself but Lel soon develops feelings for her. The Tsar arrives and, hoping to get spring to come, arranges for a village group marriage to appease the Sun King. Mishgar tries to assault the Snow Maiden but he is driven off by wood sprites (looking more like demons). Eventually, the Snow Maiden learns what love is all about and disappears in a ray of light so spring can finally arrive. At least I think that's what happened.

This has the trappings of a kiddie movie, but it doesn't feel like one that American children would embrace. There is a bit of comedy here and there, and a few songs, and the sets and cinematography work together to produce a magical look, but I couldn't warm up (I guess in a movie about a Snow Maiden, that's a pun) to any of the characters. I realize there is a cultural divide in operation. Variations on Cinderella or Sleeping Beauty stories are very familiar to me because I read those stories when I was very young and those templates have existed in Western culture for ages; the story of the Snow Maiden Snegurochka (the Russian title of the movie) has fairy tale elements but mixed in unexpected ways (the suicide attempt, the worship of nature gods, the mass wedding), and I wasn't sure who I should be rooting for. The performances are par for the course. Evgeniy Zharikov is handsome and sturdy as Lel, the most sympathetic character, and Irina Gubanova as Kupova is appealing. Eugenia Filonova as the Snow Maiden is appropriately cold and distant, but it was unclear to me why she wouldn't let spring come and what she wants out of the situation. I can't find any evidence that this was ever released in an American children's version, though I'd be interested in seeing it if it exists. (A movie called Snow Maiden ran on American television in syndication in 1968 but it was a marionette movie.) Otherwise, I would recommend this to fans of older fantasy films, and it fits in nicely with my tradition of watching fantasy films around Thanksgiving. [DVD]

Monday, November 25, 2024

HERCULES AND THE MASKED RIDER (1963)

In 16th century Spain, wealthy landowner Don Ramiro periodically delights in the sport of plaguing the peasants who live on his property with general plunder and mayhem. When Felipe and Dolores marry in secret and try to leave Ramiro's lands, he chases after them until they take refuge on the lands of the peaceful Don Francisco. Ramiro makes a show of giving Dolores to Francisco's daughter Blanca as a handmaid (and there is some mild joking made of the fact that Dolores and Felipe can't quite seem to find the time to consummate their marriage). Francisco calls for a holiday to celebrate the return of his nephew Juan from the wars in Flanders. Blanca expects to marry Juan (who gets Felipe as a servant), but her father asks her to consider Ramiro in order to peacefully consolidate his lands with Ramiro's. But Francisco doesn't know that Ramiro's plan is to get control of his lands by any means necessary. When Juan and Blanca try to elope in secret, they are caught and Francisco exiles Juan. In the woods, Juan falls in with a band of gypsies led by Estella, whose lover was killed by Ramiro's men. She agrees to help Juan fight the forces of Ramiro, and Juan dons a mask, becoming the masked rider of the title. Meanwhile, Ramiro, with the help of Captain Blasco, doesn't wait for his wedding and demands that Francisco sign over all his lands to Ramiro. A duel follows and Ramiro kills Francisco. Juan (sometimes with a mask, sometimes without) becomes a kind of Robin Hood/Zorro figure, with Estella and the gypsies as his "Merry Men." Juan and Estella infiltrate Ramiro's castle and soon, Captain Blasco falls for Estella, has a change of heart about Ramiro, and joins the gypsy rebels. When an envoy from the king comes to ensure that Ramiro's land grab is legal, and Ramiro finalizes his wedding date with Blanca, Juan and Estella lead a final rebel charge.

You may have noticed that, though I conjured up Robin Hood and Zorro in my plot summary, I never once mentioned Hercules. That’s because the character who is called Hercules in the movie (and Goliath in the original Italian version) isn't the mythical Roman figure but just a beefy shirtless guy who hangs out with the gypsies and helps out in the ass-kicking department. He really isn't in much of the movie, and when he is, I don't think he has any dialogue. That title is misleading in another way: Juan, the masked rider, rarely wears a mask. So if you think you’re getting a movie in which a Greek demigod meets Zorro, you will be quite disappointed. But if you can work your way past that, you'll find a moderately interesting adventure film, predictable but packed with plot and incident. Alan Steel (birth name Serigo Ciani, pictured above) was a legitimate Hercules figure in a handful of peplum films, and was especially good in HERCULES AND THE MOON MEN. He's attractive and beefy and kicks ass nicely, in one scene ripping up a gallows and tossing it around, but really adds little to the movie. Mimmo Palmara (Juan) played supporting roles in lots of Italian muscleman movies, but he lacks the looks, muscles and charisma to carry a leading role. José Greci is lackluster as Blanca which is partly the fault of the writing. Better are Pilar Cansino (Rita Hayworth's cousin) as the earthy Estella and Ettori Manni as Blasco, who has the looks of a leading man but is stuck in a fairly thankless secondary role. The swordplay is OK and there is an interesting battle, done for the entertainment of Ramiro, with men on horses forced to fight each other with whips until there is only one man standing—and he doesn't stand for long. There is also a gypsy knife-throwing dance in which all the knives wind in front of Ramiro, indicating that he is a person in need of punishment. The cherry on top is the last shot: Hercules tossing an effeminate comic relief gypsy over his shoulder to head into the sunset together with the other couples. The YouTube print is not great and not the right aspect ratio, but it's fun Saturday matinee viewing. [YouTube]

Friday, November 22, 2024

WAR OF THE ZOMBIES / ROME AGAINST ROME (1964)

In an opening scene of rousing sword fighting, a group of Romans carting tribute gold from the town of Salmacia to Rome are attacked and slaughtered. Afterwards, some grungy people in robes sneak in and cart the dead bodies off. Needless to say, Rome is pissed off, blaming the lack of gold on a Salmacian cult who indulge in magic and human sacrifice. The senators send Gaius (Ettore Manni) off to find their gold. Meanwhile, we are introduced to Aderbad (John Drew Barrymore, pictured), the head of the cult of the Goddess of the Night Star that has taken over Salmacia, with even the town's leader Letitius and his wife Tullia under Aderbad's thumb. The cult's plan is to resurrect the dead Roman soldiers as ghost warriors to fight against Rome. In the temple cave, the goddess is embodied in a huge statue of a woman's head with a third eye (reminding me of the way that the Wizard of Oz manifests himself in the 1939 film).that periodically lights up to shoot a ray of destruction. Gaius is captured by the cult but is released by Azer, a disillusioned cult member. Gaius makes contact with Letitius, and does not escape the wandering eye of Tullia. It's another woman, however, who attracts Gaius: the lovely slave girl Rhama who is under the hypnotic influence of the cult but wants to break free. She applies a magical healing balm to a sword wound on Gaius's arm, but soon Gaius winds up trapped in a cage in the temple, with frozen dead soldiers standing against the walls of the cave. The blood of dead soldiers resurrects these soldiers (I'm a little lost about this detail but it makes for a nifty scene) and Aderbad can conjure up damaging fire and wind in the cave, though he soon finds out that the balm that Rhama applied to Gaius has rendered him invulnerable to any magical damage. Now things really get strange. Tullia, mad because Gaius prefers Rhama to her, plots to kill her husband and blame it on Gaius and Azer (remember him?). We see another village attacked by cult members as savages dance around. Aderbad creates a snowstorm out of the blue, which leads to him finally conjuring up his dead soldier army, who are, despite the movie's title, not zombies but ghosts in psychedelic colors. Gaius saves the day by stabbing the goddess statue in her third eye, causing cascades of blood to rush out, and also somehow blinding Aderbad and causing an earthquake and the disappearance of the ghost army.

Whew! That’s a lot of plot for a 90 minute movie, and I'm not even sure I have all the details right as the English-dubbed print I saw on YouTube had several chunks of untranslated French dialogue throughout. My theory is that the English dubbed version was cut down and the French bits were added from another print to lengthen it. At any rate, like THE GIANT OF METROPOLIS, this is a crazy mix of genres (peplum, fantasy, horror) and it largely works if you give yourself over to its weirdness. Most critics credit John Drew Barrymore (father of Drew) and his over-the-top performance for the film's appeal. Though I think he's fine, he mostly controls his mustache-twirling villainous self until he goes whole hog camp near the end. He looks and acts much more modern than most peplum bad guys which adds to the appeal. Unlike most peplum heroes, Ettore Manni is not especially muscular and never shirtless, but he manages to convey a confident heroic aura. Ida Galli is good as Rhama, but most everyone else fades into the background. There is a bit of slogging in the middle, but the final attack is pulled off effectively, if cheaply. Favorite line: Aderbad to Tullia: "Revenge is love." Its alternate title, ROME AGAINST ROME, makes more sense. [YouTube]

Wednesday, November 20, 2024

THE TONG MAN (1919)

The Bo Sing Tong is a powerful secret society in Chinatown which maintains its grip on the community through blackmail and assassination—the film starts with a man being shot dead on the street one night by a Tong member. Ming Tai, the Spider of Chinatown, is the head of the tong and keeper of the tong's joss, or idol, a large dragon head with a hollow interior. Ming Tai's latest concern is merchant and opium smuggler Louis Toy who refuses to pay protection money to the tong. Assassin Luk Chen, whose weapon of choice is a small hatchet, is assigned to deal with Louis Toy, but complications arise when he falls for Toy's daughter, Sen Chee. In a balcony scene right out of Romeo and Juliet, Chen tells Sen Chee that he plans to have enough money soon to leave for a new life in China. Ultimately, Chen can't bring himself to kill Toy, so Ming Tai bargains with Toy: he will spare Toy's life if he can claim Sen Chee for himself. Also involved is Lucero, a sailor who stabbed a white man who had cheated him in gambling and is on the run from the law. He is taken in by Toy and, in Shakespeare terms, becomes a kind of Friar Lawrence or Nursemaid sidekick to Chen and San Chee, especially when he hears Ming Tai decide that Chen must die. At the climax, there is a messy street melee (filmed in bad day-for-night shots) and someone gets a hatchet in the face (explicit but not gory—figure that one out). Our romantic couple gets a happy ending as Lucero tags along with them to China. I've talked about Sessue Hayakawa, who plays Luk Chen, on this blog before. He was that rarity in Hollywood films of the era, an authentic and popular Asian lead actor. He was Japanese, but plays Chinese here, as does the Japanese Yutaka Abe as Lucero. Other lead roles are taken by Anglo actors in yellowface: Marc Robbins as Ming Tai, Helen Jerome Eddy as San Chee (though to be fair, she's not so much in yellowface as drabface), Yutaka Abe, who later became a director, is skinny and handsome with a modern short-on-the-sides haircut. His character has promise, but is basically around just to help our hero. The acting is largely of the traditional silent type, with lots of melodramatic glances and secretive stares. In addition to being inspired by Shakespeare, it's based directly on a novel, The Dragon's Daughter by Clyde Westover, which is still in print. At an hour, it's paced fairly well and, for silent movie fans, is worth watching. Pictured at right is Yutaka Abe. [TCM]

Monday, November 18, 2024

CREATURE WITH THE BLUE HAND (1967)

David Emerson, of the wealthy Emerson family, is found guilty of the murder of his family's gardener and sent to Dr. Mangrove's asylum and tossed in a solitaire cell, proclaiming his innocence all the way. Someone tosses a key to him through his meal slot and he escapes (leaving behind a dead nurse whom he may or may not have strangled), heading for the family mansion, Castle Gentry, where no one really believes he's innocent, except maybe for his cousin Myrna and his twin brother Richard. After he arrives, he finds Richard is absent, so he borrows his clothes and passes himself off as Richard (seeming not at all insane). We find out that Lord Emerson took off years ago when accused of embezzlement and is assumed dead (but is he?), Lady Emerson and the family butler both act a bit suspicious at times, and soon someone with a sharp-clawed blue gauntlet (the Blue Hand of the title) begins killing people off. Police inspector Craig is soon on the case. Myrna gets a call to meet David at an empty bar and once there, she's attacked, though it's her brother Robert, trying to help her, who ends up dead. David, still as Richard, proves to be quite rational and winds up working with the police, and Myrna finds out that Dr. Mangrove takes bribes to declare people insane who aren't, and that the dead nurse from the beginning knew about him. Myrna herself is stashed away in a cell and threatened with snakes and rats. We find out that Dr. Mangrove, though definitely a bad guy, is himself taking orders from someone else. Ready to cry uncle yet? I hope not, because the revelations come fast and furious in the last half-hour, and the viewer needs to pay close attention.

When I was a kid, I got this movie title confused with the title of an Outer Limits episode, Demon with a Glass Hand, so I always assumed this was a science fiction film. It's not. It's a German krimi, based on a book by prolific crime writer Edgar Wallace. It also partakes of the Gothic 'old dark house' genre with horror overtones. Somewhat surprisingly, there is no real romance subplot, and the comic relief is kept to a minimum, mostly provided by Inspector Craig's boss, Sir John. A recurring "gag" involves men looking into the cell of a female inmate, a former stripper, who spends her time constantly stripping as though for an audience. The narrative is absolutely clotted with incident and plot twists, but it's fun to watch and ultimately getting confused is not a bar to enjoyment. Klaus Kinski plays the dual role of Paul and Richard, going over-the-top sweaty as Paul and calm and collected as Richard (or Paul as Richard). Though Kinski is the biggest name in the cast and gets lots of attention, Harald Leipnitz as the inspector is really the main character, with the Emerson brothers dropping out of the plot occasionally. The actor reminds me of John Vernon, who played Dean Wormer in ANIMAL HOUSE. Generally, it's good krimi fun, a bit more crazy-assed than is the norm. Pictured are Kinski and Leipnitz. [YouTube]

Thursday, November 14, 2024

THE OMAHA TRAIL (1942)

The expansion of railroad service across the country in the 1870s meant an end to alternate ways of travel, one of which was the ox train, wagons pulled by oxen. Dean Jagger, boss of one of the bigger ox train companies, is feeling threatened by this expansion. In Habersford, an oxen hub town with a direct route to Omaha, we see that Jagger is planning on marrying Pamela Blake, sister of his right-hand man (Howard Da Silva). Meanwhile, handsome drifter James Craig (pictured) rides into town on Da Silva's ox train, lazily soaking up some sun while he plays a tune on his jaw harp. As Craig flirts with Blake, we meet Chill Wills, a guitar-playing buddy of Craig's, and Henry Morgan, a shifty little runt of a guy who often does dirty work for Jagger. Edward Ellis wants to get his locomotive car to Omaha to help stimulate railroad travel from Omaha west. The only way he can do it is to have it hauled by oxen, and he hires Craig to do it. Hearing of this, Jagger buys up all the oxen in town and forces Craig to pay handsomely to have him and his men lead the oxen that will pull the train. What Craig and Ellis don't know is that Jagger is planning to make sure that the train car never gets to Omaha. Things climax, as they often do in westerns of the era, in a gunfight in the middle of town. This B-western from MGM is glossier than most other B-westerns of the era, and benefits from a strong supporting cast filled with old reliables. Wills is mild comic relief who never gets too obnoxious, Morgan's quiet villainy has a sharp edge—he shoots an Indian in the back in an attempt to start an Indian attack against the train car; Donald Meek is fine as a train engineer and Da Silva's character starts out on Jagger's side but slowly moves to Craig's. Jagger is fine as always, and the handsome Craig makes a sturdy hero, though Blake is just so-so in the female lead. There are a couple of songs, including the catchy little ditty "Taters and Corn" which is sung by both Craig and Wills. Predictable and a bit corny but enjoyable. [TCM]

Tuesday, November 12, 2024

TAMMY AND THE BACHELOR (1957)

Teenager Tammy (Debbie Reynolds) and her moonshine-making grandfather (Walter Brennan) live on a houseboat in a backwoods swamp in Mississippi. Tammy's getting restless to experience life and Grandpa is indeed considering having her schooled somehow. One day, a small plane crashes nearby. Tammy and Grandpa pull the pilot, Peter Brent (Leslie Nielsen, pictured with Reynolds), out of the wreckage and nurse him back to health. Peter, probably ten years older than Tammy, is the handsome bachelor son of a wealthy family in Natchez where they live on a plantation called Brentwood. Tammy is quite taken with Peter, but eventually he leaves to go back to Brentwood. A few weeks later, Grandpa is arrested for his moonshine activities and he sends Tammy to Natchez to stay with Peter for a spell. She walks the entire way with her pet goat Nan, and arrives on the night of a swinging party. The family takes her in, assuming that Grandpa has passed away, and soon she has worked her charms on not only Peter but his father, his eccentric Aunt Renie, his best friend Ernie who tries to date her, and even Peter's high-class fiancée Barbara. The only one immune to Tammy is Peter's mother (Fay Wray), an uptight matriarch who is concerned that her presence will mar the upcoming Pilgrimage Week festivities. Slowly, it becomes clear that Peter himself is falling for Tammy, but can such a love overcome obstacles such as age and class?

I have vague memories of seeing a couple of episodes of the Tammy TV sitcom from the mid-60s, but had never seen any of the Tammy movies. I assumed that the title character was, like Gidget, a suburban teeny-bopper type. So I was surprised by her backwoods origin, and found her closer to being a Pollyanna type, as enacted by Hayley Mills in the 1960 Disney movie: perky, confident, and able to charm everyone she meets. Reynolds inhabits the role nicely, though at the age of 24, she never really looks or feels like a teenager. Nielsen, long before he became famous as a comic actor in Airplane!, was 30 and more or less looks it, so going just on visuals, their age gap isn't too bothersome. Still, I spent a good chunk of the movie assuming that Nielsen was going to be a father figure, not a boyfriend, so I had mixed feelings when the romantic feelings flared up late in the story. The movie is brightly colored and well shot, and even Brennan's rickety houseboat looks nice. Brennan is Brennan, predictable but reliable. Wray gets to shine a bit as the nasty mother who does finally soften at the end, in a fun scene in which Tammy captivates the Pilgrimage Week tourists by telling an impromptu story. Sidney Blackmer is fine as the father, as is Craig Hill as Ernie who never quite becomes as slimy as I think we're supposed to take him for. Best is Mildred Natwick as the flighty artist aunt who I wish had a bit more screen time. The film was not an immediate hit. It wasn't until Reynolds' recording of the title song became a hit that the film found an audience. In the movie, she sings the Oscar-nominated song about her love for Peter to herself in her bedroom in a moment that, for me, doesn't really fit. Still, a harmless and comfortable romantic comedy in which Reynolds shines and Nielsen gets to be a handsome leading man. [TCM]

Friday, November 08, 2024

TRIPLE CROSS (1966)

In late 1930s England, the Gelignite Gang is making headlines for a series of safecracking crimes, but we see that the Gang is actually one man, Eddie Chapman (Christopher Plummer, pictured) whom the police eventually catch up with while he's vacationing on one of the Channel Islands. While he's imprisoned, the island is occupied by German forces and he offers to be a spy for the Germans if they let him go. Colonel Steinhager (Gert Forbe) and his mistress the Countess (Romy Schneider) visit him in prison (where the Countess is whistled at by the rowdy prisoners) and they accept his offer. Chapman's death is faked and he is given his assignments by Baron Von Grunen (Yul Brynner). First he is parachuted into England in what turns out to be a loyalty test; Von Grunen thinks he will not transmit information so he is actually dropped in France, but in the nick of time, Chapman figures it out and passes with flying colors. Then he's sent on his real mission: to blow up a British weapons factory. Once in England, he makes contact with the military and offers his services to them as a double agent. They fake the explosion and back in Germany, Chapman gets an Iron Cross, despite some suspicions among the Nazi brass. He is sent back to get information about some bombing targets and again works with the British to supply false coordinates. The title comes from the idea, touched on in the final scene, that maybe there was a third element here that he was more loyal to than either Germany or England.

This is based on a true story; Chapman was real and this movie was based in part on his autobiography (and his story was told more recently in a well-received book called Agent Zigzag). While this movie is always watchable, it's rarely compelling. In some ways, it's unique in the genre of mid-60s spy films. It's not campy, it's not slam-bang action, and it's not disillusioned gloomy like John LeCarre films can be. Plummer was probably anxious to distance himself from the character of Capt. Von Trapp in The Sound of Music, but some of his actorly traits here smack of Von Trapp mannerisms. His best scene is one in which he is about to kill himself with a poison pill because he thinks the Germans have figured out his game and are about to torture him. More interesting are Frobe as one of his handlers and Brynner as a Nazi whom we eventually find somewhat sympathetic. Romy Schneider has little to do except look good. Trevor Howard has a small role. The tense musical score tends to get over the top at times. The production values are good, though the atmosphere rarely seems of the 1940s, but the script and the overall tone could have used some more work. [TCM]

Tuesday, November 05, 2024

NEVER OPEN THAT DOOR (1952)

This Argentinian film noir from director Carlos Hugo Christensen adapts two stories by American mystery writer Cornell Woolrich ("Rear Window"). They are unrelated but tied together by a quote from an opening title card: "Good is your enlightened home, evil is your dark jungle; the door between them should never be opened." Though the noir label fits, both stories are reminiscent of episodes of the Alfred Hitchcock anthology series of the 1960s. In the first story, "Somebody On the Phone," Luisa, who shares a fancy penthouse apartment with her rich brother Raul, is up to her ears in gambling debts. At a nightclub, Raul, seated with friends, sees Luisa across the club sitting with a thuggish fellow named Prestamista. It looks like he is demanding money from her. Late that night at the apartment, he confronts her but, despite being obviously upset, she declines to share any information with him. The next day, Raul discovers that his bank account of some 70,000 pesos has been drained dry by Luisa. He also discovers that someone (we assume Prestamista) has beeen calling her using a ring code—he lets the phone ring five times and if she doesn’t pick up, he hangs up and calls right back, assuming that she is alone. Though Raul tries to help, Luisa ends up jumping to her death from the apartment. In Raul's mind, she was as good as murdered and he vows to get justice for her, leading to one of the most ambiguous (yet still satisfying) endings in all of noir.

The second story, "The Hummingbird Comes Home," begins with a note about how important touch and sound are to this story, and indeed, the central character, Rosa, is an older blind woman who lives a quiet life in relative rural isolation with her adult niece Maria. Rosa lives in hope of seeing her son Daniel again after an eight-year absence. The women hear a report on the radio of a jewel robbery we have just witnessed in which the thieves killed someone and are now on the run. The report notes that the killer is being dubbed the Hummingbird because of his propensity to whistle a current pop tune called "Uno." Shortly, Daniel shows up at his mother's house and, of course, he's the Hummingbird killer. He and an accomplice drag in a third thief who was badly wounded in the robbery. The women remain in the dark about Daniel's activities; Daniel is fairly cold towards his mother but she is so happy he has returned that she doesn't really notice anything is wrong until later in the evening after he has insisted that Rosa and Maria go to bed (while he and his associate drag the now-dead third man outside). In the quiet night, Rosa hears Daniel whistling "Uno" and then we have a Hitchcockian set-up, a bit like the last part of Wait Until Dark, with blind Rosa deciding what to do and how to do it. As good as the first story is, this is the real nail-biter, beautifully shot in the dark and well acted by all involved. Both stories use stark noir nighttime lighting very well. Though all the acting is solid, the best performances come from Angel Magana as Raul and Ilde Pirovano as Rosa. You don’t have to be a noir fan to enjoy this film and I would recommend it highly. Pictured are Angel Magana as Raul and Renee Dumas as Luisa. [TCM]

Sunday, November 03, 2024

CIPHER BUREAU (1938)

Three menacing looking men riding in a car one night arrive at a suburban home. They look like bad guys, but when they enter the house looking for a man named Wormer, a German-accented man claims he's not there, and by Hollywood rules, we know they're good guys looking for a Nazi spy (though neither Germans nor Nazis are actually mentioned at any point). The three men, led by Philip Waring (Leon Ames), find code books, but another man in the house manages to set off some tear gas, and the two spies escape. They contact Grood, their boss, and get the codes changed for messages that are about to be sent. Philip, head of the government's Cipher Bureau, sends his younger brother Paul, a naval officer, on a mission to take readings on the code transmissions to find out where they're coming from. On a train back to Washington, Paul flirts with Therese; he is first given the brush-off but later she goes with him to the train's observation platform where they get better acquainted. We soon see Therese report to Grood and we discover she is setting what they call a "honey trap" in which to ensnare Paul. Paul begins dating Therese and one night, his cocktail is drugged and Grood's spies take his government papers. Paul is dishonorably discharged, but what he and the judge don't know is that the papers were plants containing unimportant information in order to draw out the spies. Meanwhile, Therese seems to have developed real feelings for Paul; can Philip enlist her to help track down the spies for good?

This B-spy film was made before WWII broke out which is why the nationality of the spies is never made clear—though with the heavily accented actor Gustav von Seyffertitz playing Grood, the spymaster, there is little doubt that we're dealing with Nazis. The unique aspect of this movie is the focus on code breaking. There is a lengthy (and, unfortunately, not very compelling) scene showing Ames and his co-workers breaking a code, and a more interesting scene later showing a message being coded into music to be performed over the radio. Otherwise, it's par for the course for a second-feature spy thriller, which means it's watchable if it doesn't stand out from the crowd. Ames made his name playing nice-guy fathers so it's always fun to see him in one of his earlier films going against type. Here, he's only slightly against type; he's a good guy but a heroic brother instead of a beleaguered father. There’s a barely developed romantic connection between Philip and his secretary Helen (Charlotte Wynters) that gets a small pay-off at the end, and there was also a follow-up film with Ames and Wynters playing the same characters. Joan Woodbury, who had a long career as a B-character actor, is fine as Therese, and I always enjoy seeing Seyffertitz as a Germanic villain. Don Dillaway, in his mid-30s at the time, still looks young enough to be playing the semi-juvenile role of the younger brother. There is a MacGuffin here, the plans for a new long-range gun, but it's forgotten almost as soon as it's mentioned. Made by Grand National, a short lived indie company, it is a bit slow, but at only an hour, it serves as a fine distraction for a Saturday afternoon. Pictured are Ames and George Lynn, a fellow spy. [YouTube]

Thursday, October 31, 2024

VIY (1967)

In 19th-century Russia, a group of seminarians are released for what seems to be the equivalent of spring break. Though the rector tries to preach placid behavior, they are clearly full of piss and vinegar. As they travel that night through rural fields, three of them get lost. They come upon a farmhouse where a very old woman they refer to as Granny reluctantly lets them stay. Two of them sleep inside but one, the attractive but frat-boyish Khoma, has to sleep in the barn. In the night, Granny comes to Khoma and starts groping him, but when he resists, she jumps on his back, riding him like a horse until they levitate and start flying through the air. When they land, he pushes her to the ground and beats her violently, assuming she's a witch, and afterwards her unconscious body transforms into that of a voluptuous young woman. Khoma races back to the seminary where he is told the next day that he has been requested to conduct ritual prayers for the healing of a rich merchant's dying daughter. Sure enough, the young woman (referred to only as a "pannochka," or young unmarried woman) is the one Khoma has beaten, and she dies just before he arrives. The merchant asks him to stay and sit vigil alone for three nights of ritual prayers by her body in a barn-like chapel on the merchant's property. He tries to get out of the obligation but because the woman asked for him by name, the merchant insists. The first night, he stands nervously at a small pulpit and prays, getting more frantic when he sees a tear of blood on the corpse's cheek. Then the candles blow out and the witch rises out of her coffin. Khoma draws a holy chalk circle around him into which she cannot enter. The second night, the coffin itself flies up in the air and the witch curses Khoma by turning his hair white. The next morning, Khoma begs to be relieved of his job, but the merchant, now convinced by Khoma's stories that his daughter did indeed befriend Satan in her witchcraft ways, insists that Khoma stay for the third night so she might find redemption. But the third night winds up being the worst for Khoma as a parade of creatures and demons infests the chapel. Will he be able to hold to his sanity, or his life, to face another dawn?

This is a wild little gem, in Russian and only 75 minutes long. It doesn't look or feel like a movie from more than fifty years ago; indeed, except for the fact that the special effects are not CGI, it could pass for a fairly recent production. The colorful sets and effects are occasionally a bit artificial looking, but for me, that just added to the unique atmosphere of folk horror and fantasy. The Nikolai Gogol story this is based on was pawned off as folklore, but it appears to have been completely the work of Gogol's imagination. Still, it very much feels like an authentic folk story, though if there is a lesson or moral to the story, it's ambiguous at best (be nice to old ladies?). Though there are several actors and roles, this feels like a one-man show, carried very well by Leonid Kuravlyov as Khoma (pictured). If I'm not mistaken, he is in virtually every scene of the movie and his doofish befuddlement which turns to fear is conveyed well throughout. Near the end, he tries to escape the merchant's land but, as in The Blair Witch Project and episodes of The Prisoner, he winds up right back where he started from. It is said that the original story inspired Mario Bava's classic film BLACK SABBATH. The YouTube print is of the Blu-Ray restoration and it looks great. A little gem for Halloween night. [YouTube]

Monday, October 28, 2024

HAND OF DEATH (1962)

Mike the mailman is driving down a rural route and passes a small house with several dead sheep lying on the ground. He stops to investigate and as soon as he enters the yard, he falls to the ground. Two men in hazmat suits come out of the house and take the mailman in and resuscitate him. Scientist Alex (John Agar) and his grad student assistant Carlos tell Mike that they are conducting military experiments with a knockout gas made from cactus derivatives. When they walk Mike back outside, the sheep are up and alive. Later, Alex goes to visit his mentor Dr. Ramsey to tell him about his success. The nerve gas will paralyze its victims, then hypnotize them to follow commands. Alex thinks this is a humane way to reduce wars; Ramsey is less enthusiastic but urges him to keep working. Meanwhile, Alex's girlfriend Carol is also not happy about the gas, but especially not happy about the slow speed at which their relationship is developing. Back at the rural house, Carlos worries that Alex is moving too quickly, getting in over his head, and sure enough, when Alex knocks over a beaker filled with the gas in liquid form, he gets some on his hands. He has a seizure and passes out, as visions of beakers and mice race through his head (pictured at right). The next morning, his arms are covered with what look like dark burn marks, and when Carlos touches him, he collapses and dies. Soon Alex's entire body is encrusted with dark scabs (he looks exactly like the Thing from the Fantastic Four) and he discovers his touch remains deadly. Ramsey and his assistant Tom work on an antidote, but once you've tampered in God's domain, it's difficult to patch things up.

This one-hour B-film was once thought lost, and honestly it's no neglected masterpiece, but it has an outsized impact on some of us baby boomer monster movie fans because an image of the Thing-ish monster was published in some of the monster movie magazines, wearing a hat and trenchcoat, and I've always remembered that picture. John Agar is known for being a bit wooden in his roles, and because of that, we don't work up much empathy for his character (also because we don't know anything much about him or his relationship with Carol). But really, that's OK here, because it's the monster we're waiting for. The opening scene is fairly effective, though a bit too short to really set up the creepy mood it should. The guy who plays Carlos, John Alonzo, went on to become a respected cinematographer on movies like Chinatown and Scarface. Stephen Dunne (Tom, Ramsey's assistant who plays a part in the finale) looks and acts a bit like Gene Nelson (Will Parker in Oklahoma!). Paula Raymond suffices as Carol but her character feels inserted because they figured they needed a damsel in distress. Butch Patrick, who went on to play Eddie Munster on TV, has a short scene as a menaced boy on the beach. There's an OK score with some theremin music here and there. Because it's fairly slow paced and predictable, it's hard to recommend this except to fans of early 60s monster movies. [YouTube]