A young woman (Jane Powell) works in a bank and lives at home with her parents. She has fantasies of meeting Mr. Right. When a real estate agent (Tommy Noonan, GENTLEMEN PREFER BLONDES) proposes, she accepts. When a mechanic (Cliff Robertson proposes, she accepts. When a millionaire playboy (Keith Andes) proposes, she accepts. But she can only marry one, can't she? A remake of the 1941 film TOM, DICK AND HARRY but this time as a musical. It was the last film produced by RKO studios before shutting down and also the last feature film directed by Mitchell Leisen (REMEMBER THE NIGHT). It's actually a cute and pleasant diversion. The songs by Hugh Martin and Ralph Blane (MEET ME IN ST. LOUIS) are good and Gower Champion's choreography is lively. Plus, the film's use of color is imaginative particularly in the Balboa number when the reflecting red lights on a pier turn the ocean red. I wasn't expecting much but I liked what I saw. With Kaye Ballard, Una Merkel and Kelly Brown.
Italy in the late 1930s as Mussolini's Fascist "race laws" are going into effect, an aristocratic Jewish family lives in near seclusion on their walled estate which protects them from the ugliness outside. But for how long? Based on the novel by Giorgio Bassini, this is the greatest of Vittorio De Sica's late period as a director. It's a haunting bittersweet memory piece and De Sica has recreated the period in loving detail, it even looks like it was made in the 1930s. The almost dreamlike quality serves for awhile to assuage what we know is inevitable and when it comes, it's almost unbearable. I'll never ever forget the confused and frightened look on Inna Alexeievna's face in the film's final moments. The exquisite Dominique Sanda and the effete Helmut Berger are inspired casting as the Finzi Contini brother and sister, both cut from the same cloth. A film to be cherished. The delicate underscore is by Manuel De Sica. With Lino Capolicchio, Fabio Testi and Romolo Valli.
The daughter (Ossi Oswalda) of the wealthy "Oyster King" (Victor Janson) throws a fit destroying furniture because she is yet unmarried and not only that, but she wants to be married to royalty. To this end, her father hires a matchmaker (Max Kronert) to find her a suitable match. This zany comedy directed by Ernst Lubitsch is a mish mash of slapstick and sophisticated farce. Chaplin meets Feydeau so you're not supposed to look for logic or realism in the plot. The visual highlight of the film is probably the delightful wedding feast's foxtrot sequence but there's much to appreciate in this confection. At a brief running time of just over an hour, less is more. A fine example of the Lubitsch touch. With Harry Liedtke as the Prince and Julius Falkenstein as his best friend.
A woman (Peggy McCay) in New York buys an ugly lamp as a gag gift for her sister (Jane Wyatt) in California. What she doesn't know is that the lamp came from the infamous Amityville "horror" house and that a demon (Satan?) is using the lamp as a means of escape. When the lamp arrives in California, horrible and inexplicable things start to happen. The 4th entry in the AMITYVILLE HORROR franchise was made for TV (it debuted on NBC) rather than cinemas. The surprise is that it's far more enjoyable than the 2nd and 3rd entries in the series. It's a potboiler to be sure but the director Sandor Stern, who wrote the screenplay for the original 1979 film, has concocted a tight rapid film that barges its way through the inherent silliness of the plot (a killer lamp?) even if its last few moments are too silly and way too obvious. Despite the AMITYVILLE connection, the film owes more to THE EXORCIST than AMITYVILLE. Strong performances by Patty Duke (who died yesterday), Jane Wyatt and Fredric Lehne as a priest give the telefilm a step up. With Norman Lloyd, Lou Hancock and Zoe Trilling.
After an aristocrat (Holmes Herbert) is found dead with two small wounds on his neck, the attending doctor (Donald Meek) and the murdered man's friend (Jean Hersholt) suspect it is the work of a vampire. Namely the Count (Bela Lugosi) or his daughter (Carroll Borland) who live in a nearby castle. Directed by Tod Browning (FREAKS), this is a loose remake of his 1927 silent film LONDON AFTER MIDNIGHT. All the proper elements are in place: the atmospheric B&W cinematography of James Wong Howe, the detailed art direction by Cedric Gibbons and the gowns by Adrian. But Lugosi is given very little to do until the very end. The film's ending is either very clever or a cheat depending on how faithful you want your horror films to be to the genre. I was rather let down myself but have to admit it was different than your usual vampire movie. Whatever one thinks, it remains a curiosity of the genre. Apparently some 20 minutes were cut from the film before it was released. With Lionel Barrymore, Elizabeth Allan and Lionel Atwill.
In the late 1920s, a wealthy hypochondriac (Charles Coburn) decides to leave all his money to the family of the woman he once loved. But just to be sure he's making the right decision, he anonymously moves into their home as a boarder to observe them. This charming comedy was the first collaboration between director Douglas Sirk and Rock Hudson (not yet a Star at this stage of his career) who would go on to make 7 more films together. Although Sirk's cinematographer collaborator Russell Metty didn't shoot the film, it still makes use of Sirk's vibrant use of color. What's most interesting about the film is that while it's a lighthearted family comedy, the subtext of a family self destructing because of their wealth is a theme Sirk would revisit more seriously four years later in WRITTEN ON THE WIND. In this regard, the character of the mother (Lynn Bari) whose obsession with money threatens to destroy her daughter's (Piper Laurie) happiness leaves a bitter undertaste under all the charm. With Gigi Perreau, Larry Gates, Gloria Holden, William Reynolds, Frank Ferguson, Skip Homeier and in a bit part, a pre-stardom James Dean.
A young boy (Rex Downing) runs off to Madrid with a dream to become a great matador. Ten years later, he (now Tyrone Power) is one of the most promising bullfighters and greatness lies before him ... if he doesn't self destruct. Based on the 1908 novel by Vicente Blasco Ibanez, this is the third film version of the novel. First filmed in 1916 and more famously later in 1922 with Rudolph Valentino. Directed by Rouben Mamoulian, this version is perhaps most famous for its stunning use of color and its two cinematographers (Ray Rennahan, Ernest Palmer) won Oscars for their work here. The first 22 minutes of the film dealing with the boy are execrable but once past that point, things pick up. Power never rises above adequate but there's a sincerity in his performance that can't be overlooked. Rita Hayworth as the film's femme fatale is ravishing here and even Linda Darnell, normally a great beauty in her own right, pales in comparison though to be fair, Travis Banton's frumpy costumes don't do her any service. Thankfully the film doesn't romanticize bullfighting (a barbaric sport). With Anthony Quinn, Laird Cregar, Lynn Bari, Alla Nazimova, John Carradine and J. Carrol Naish.
A well bred and genteel widow (Geraldine Page) living in a small Arizona desert community is quite proud of her garden of pine trees, cactus and flowers. Also buried in the garden are the bodies of several housekeepers! Based on the novel THE FORBIDDEN GARDEN by Ursula Curtiss and produced by the director Robert Aldrich, this is yet another entry like Aldrich's WHATEVER HAPPENED TO BABY JANE? and HUSH HUSH SWEET CHARLOTTE pitting two "mature" actresses opposite each other in the horror thriller genre. What elevates this contribution is the acting, notably Geraldine Page. Page isn't the kind of actress to walk through a role and here she plays her role with all the relish of a Tennessee Williams heroine even as the film itself spins out of control toward a ludicrous climax. But it's great fun and Ruth Gordon as Page's latest housekeeper doesn't let Page take anything away from her, she holds her own. Directed by Lee H. Katzin. With Rosemary Forsyth, Robert Fuller, Mildred Dunnock, Claire Kelly, Peter Bonerz and Valerie Allen.
An Englishman (Lewis Fiander) and his pregnant wife (Prunella Ransome) are on vacation in Spain in a seacoast town. They decide to take a boat trip to a small island a few hours away but when they arrive, they find the village seemingly deserted except for the children. It isn't long before they discover the horror of what happened to the adults. This Spanish horror film directed by Narcisco Ibanez Serrador is like THE BIRDS but with children instead. It's a disturbing film on several levels. Serrador opens his film with an under the credits montage of the horrors inflicted upon children during the Holocaust, the Viet Nam conflict, African tribal wars etc. But considering what follows, the footage seems both exploitative and disingenuous. That being said, as far as "killer children" (a disreputable genre to be sure) movies go, this is one of the best and very effective. The children know that the societal anathema towards harming children allows them to act out their pre-pubescent Manson family act. The film brings up a myriad of moral and ethical dilemmas that would take more space than I can spare here but it's fascinating film of its kind.
The story of blues singer Bessie Smith (Queen Latifah) from being discovered and mentored by Ma Rainey (Mo'nique) through personal success and struggles. Directed by Dee Rees, this is a superior biopic. These rags to riches movie biographies are usually full of cliches interspersed with career highlights and lows. While BESSIE doesn't quite avoid the traps inherent in the genre, it attempts to give us a detailed account of the times and atmosphere of the black artist in the 1920s and 30s and it's eerie how some things never change: many producers weren't keen on Smith because she wasn't "light" enough. But like most of these filmed biographies much of the film rests on the performance of the actor playing the central role and here, BESSIE comes up a winner. Queen Latifah is just amazing! Rees and her co-screenwriters (Christopher Cleveland, Bettina Gilois) wisely don't try to cram an entire lifetime into under two hours yet it doesn't seem underdeveloped either. I was glad the film ended on a positive moment in Smith's life and didn't take us all the way to her tragic death (an auto accident). Excellent performances all around including Michael K. Williams, Mike Epps, Khandi Alexander and Oliver Platt
Paris, France in 1931. The writer Anais Nin (Maria De Medeiros) meets the American writer Henry Miller (Fred Ward) who is working on his first novel. She is attracted to his rough manner and Bohemian lifestyle and when she meets his wife June (Uma Thurman), she becomes even more involved. Loosely based on the writings of Anais Nin and her relationship with Henry Miller (TROPIC OF CANCER) and his wife, June. The director Philip Kaufman had scored a great critical success with UNBEARABLE LIGHTNESS OF BEING three years earlier which dealt with a man's complicated involvement with two women. The narrative here is similar although the emphasis this time is not with the man but with a woman (Anais Nin). It's nowhere near as successful. The film was slapped with an NC-17 rating but for all the sex on display in the film, it's surprisingly unerotic and stilted. Ward is terribly miscast as Miller and plays him like Popeye with his line readings particularly flat. The film comes to life only when Uma Thurman is on screen which isn't nearly enough. It's a great looking film thanks to Philippe Rousselot's Oscar nominated cinematography. With Kevin Spacey and Richard E. Grant.
After his play his optioned, a young playwright (William Holden) is pressured by the show's producer (Paul Douglas) to rewrite the 19 year old girl in his play for a middle aged actress (Ginger Rogers). Loosely based on J.M. Barrie's play ROSALINDA, it's a rather uninspired comedy desperately in need of some wit to energize it. It's not horrible but so predictable that you're thinking "He's going to say ....." and the character says it or "That is going to happen" and it does. Rogers and Douglas are actually very good and bring a solid comfort to their characters. But Holden had long since moved beyond the young juvenile he's playing here. In the central role of the perky quirky ingenue, Pat Crowley in her film debut is more annoying than anything else. Not her fault really, it's in the writing. The role was supposed to make her a star (Paramount introduces her in the film as a "future Paramount star") but it never happened. Directed by Irving Rapper (NOW VOYAGER). With James Gleason, George Reeves, Marion Ross and Jesse White.
A struggling singer (Betty Hutton) who works at the posh Stork Club in New York saves a drowning man (Barry Fitzgerald). He turns out to be a millionaire and in gratitude, he anonymously rewards her with a chic apartment, a fat bank account and charge accounts at expensive department stores. I doubt many people today even know what the Stork Club (a real nightclub) represented to 1940s movie audiences. It represented the epitome of swanky Manhattan social night life. So a movie built around the Stork Club would seem to have a built in appeal. The manic Hutton is an acquired taste (one I've never quite cultivated) but I'll take her frenzied manner over Fitzgerald's Irish pixie act which gets old very quickly. The film is a piece of lightweight fluff with some songs including two which became signature tunes for Hutton: Doctor, Lawyer, Indian Chief and I'm A Square In The Social Circle. It's the kind of movie that's as clear as the label on the can so you should know if it's something you want to invest your time in. Directed by Hal Walker. With Don DeFore, Robert Benchley, Iris Adrian, Andy Russell and Bill Goodwin.
After killing a man-killing lioness in self defense, a game warden (Bill Travers) returns to camp with the lioness's three cubs. His wife (Virginia McKenna) raises them but becomes attached to the smallest cub she calls Elsa. When the other two are sent off to zoos, Elsa is kept but as she grows into adulthood, it becomes clear that she must either go to a zoo or returned to the wild. But as a tamed cat, how will she survive? Based on the non fiction novel by Joy Adamson, this is one of the best animal movies ever made. Filmed entirely in Kenya and lovingly shot by Kenneth Talbot, the film has a nice authenticity to it. The relationship between the Adamsons seems natural and unforced which is not surprising as McKenna and Travers were married to each other in real life. The movie manages not to veer off into sentimentality while still tugging at our tear ducts. An intelligent animal film for the whole family. John Barry's underscore won an Oscar as did his title song. Sadly, the Adamsons separated eventually and were murdered in separate incidents. With Geoffrey Keen and Peter Lukoye.
In a Swiss school for girls, a young teenaged French student (Simone Simon) falls in love with the older director (Herbert Marshall) of the school. A teacher (Ruth Chatterton) at the school is also in love with the director but he is unaware of either woman's feeling for him. Someone will end up getting hurt. Directed by Irving Cummings, this minor 20th Century Fox effort introduced the French actress Simone Simon to American audiences who would do a few more films for Fox before returning to France to score her greatest success in Jean Renoir's LA BETE HUMAINE. It's an unsettling film in many ways. The rigid morality of two of the school's teachers (Constance Collier, J. Edward Bromberg) who overreact to a young girls' innocent love letter and want her expelled seems so inexplicable today. Perhaps the most disturbing element is the film's ending which goes the very opposite of how you expect it to end. My favorite performance was Chatterton who gives a rather touching portrait of a woman quietly suffering from unrequited love. The film also features a very early performance by Tyrone Power who comes in the film's last 7 minutes and has about 3 lines. With John Qualen and Frank Reicher.
An outlaw (Charles Bronson) leads a group of bandits in robbing a train. The train happens to be carrying the Japanese ambassador (Tetsu Nakamura) to Washington D.C. and one of the bandits (Alain Delon) kills one of the ambassador's samurai bodyguards and steals a sword intended as a gift to the President. He also leaves the leader (Bronson) for dead and runs off with the money. The surviving samurai bodyguard (Toshiro Mifune) and the outlaw team up and go in pursuit for different reasons: one for money, the other for honor. Directed by Terence Young (DR. NO), this international western (filmed in Spain) is good fun. Its oddball international cast: American (Bronson), Japanese (Mifune), Swiss (Ursula Andress) and two French (Delon, Capucine) give an almost surreal quality to the film. You never really believe for a moment that you're actually in the American West but some sort of European movieland fantasy. I suppose one could say the same of Leone's spaghetti westerns but his films transcended the genre. RED SUN's narrative is simplistic but Henri Alekan's (ROMAN HOLIDAY) cinematography is pleasing to the eye. The film's Indian attack finale is a corker and even Maurice Jarre's pedestrian score rises to the occasion for that sequence. With Anthony Dawson (DIAL M FOR MURDER).
A philosophy professor (Gena Rowlands) is in a seemingly happy marriage but a chance encounter with a troubled stranger (Mia Farrow) starts her seeing things more clearly ..... and she doesn't like what she sees. One of Woody Allen's most underrated films, it may be my favorite of his "serious" films. Allen is, once again, influenced by his idol Ingmar Bergman but it doesn't seem as self consciously Bergmanian like INTERIORS. There's a transparency and grace that Allen doesn't always display in his work. It's also interesting to see Rowlands portraying a cerebral somewhat repressed woman, the antithesis of the "on the verge" high strung characters she often played in her work with John Cassavetes. Normally I'm not a fan of Allen's "music from my record collection" underscores but he makes excellent use of Satie's Gymnopedie No. 1. The large cast includes Gene Hackman, Blythe Danner, Ian Holm, John Houseman, Martha Plimpton, Harris Yulin, Frances Conroy, Betty Buckley, Philip Bosco and in the film's best performance, Sandy Dennis.
On the eve of the French Revolution, a young girl (Martine Carol) of the French aristocracy falls in love with a handsome womanizer (Jacques Dacqmine). But the bloody French revolution parts them and she must endure much to save herself from the guillotine. Based on the 1947 historical novel by Jacques Laurent, the overlong film (it runs over the 2 hour mark) resembles one of those Harlequin paperback romances. Martine Carol's Caroline, like Dickens' little Nell, suffers and suffers until reunited with her lover for a happy ending. But it's very difficult to sympathize with our heroine. She's a spoiled brat of the French aristocracy, there's a reason the French overthrew their nobles. When advised that the Jacobins are on their way and to flee immediately, her first response is, "What about my jewels and gowns?". She uses people to fulfill her own needs even if its to their detriment. Yet somehow we're supposed to admire her tenacity. The film is notable for its day in its near nudity, sexual encounters and rape. Directed by Richard Pottier. With Marie Dea, Jacques Clancy and Raymond Souplex.
A Texas Ranger (John Wayne) is taking a man (Stuart Whitman) wanted for a killing in Louisiana into custody for extradition but he escapes. However, while working undercover as a gun runner, the Texas Ranger meets the man again but circumstances (and fate) have them working together rather than against each other. Based on the novel by Paul Wellman, it took awhile for it to reach the screen. The novel was first optioned by George Stevens as a vehicle for Gary Cooper but after going through several directors and casting changes, it ended up with Michael Curtiz directing John Wayne. As it stands, it's a grand if rather implausible oater with some gorgeous location shooting in Utah and Arizona by William H. Clothier that makes excellent use of panoramic vistas in CinemaScope. Wayne and Whitman have an amiable chemistry, the action is plentiful and Elmer Bernstein's rousing score nudges it along. The film is still leisurely enough that it finds time for some poignant moments like the encounter with a farmer's widow (Joan O'Brien). With Lee Marvin hamming it up shamelessly, Ina Balin, Nehemiah Persoff, Michael Ansara, Patrick Wayne, Richard Devon and Bruce Cabot.
A young showgirl (Joan Collins) begins an affair with a well known married architect (Ray Milland). When she realizes he will never leave his wife, she accepts the marriage proposal of a wealthy but mentally unstable young man (Farley Granger) and thus the ingredients of one of the biggest scandals of its time, 1906. Based on the sensational murder and trial of millionaire Harry K. Thaw who shot the famed architect Stanford White over his wife Evelyn Nesbit who had once been White's mistress. The story is also part of the novel and film RAGTIME for which Elizabeth McGovern received an Oscar nomination playing Evelyn Nesbit. It gets the full lush 20th Century Fox CinemaScope treatment with impressive art and set direction and costumes. The screenplay by Walter Reisch and Charles Brackett is pure melodrama however. One doesn't come away with the feeling that they've seen something akin to how it actually was in spite of the fact that the real Evelyn Nesbit was still alive at the time of filming and was a technical adviser on the movie. It's entertaining enough though. Directed by Richard Fleischer. With Glenda Farrell, Luther Adler, Gale Robbins and Cornelia Otis Skinner.
A lonely 60ish woman (Sally Field) with psychological problems becomes obsessed with the handsome hunk (Max Greenfield, TV's NEW GIRL) that just started working at her office. A story about a psychologically disturbed 60ish woman stalking a 20 something hunk might have made for a crackerjack thriller but as a heartwarming comedy, it's too creepy. Still, it's more realistic than HAROLD AND MAUDE. For Sally Field fans only (I'm not one of them) but that being said, she's excellent here. In fact, her performance is the only reason to bother with this formulaic concoction. To be fair, the film scores some points about ageism in contemporary society and for that reason, I wish it were a better movie but it's just too obvious and manipulative. It's based on a short (9 minutes) film written and directed by Laura Terruso which I haven't seen and expanded to feature length by Terruso and the film's director, Michael Showalter. With Tyne Daly, Peter Gallagher, Wendi McLendon Covey, Kyle Mooney, Stephen Root, Natasha Lyonne and Caroline Aaron.
Several years after the fall of a fascist regime in an unnamed Latin American country, a woman (Sigourney Weaver) is shattered when she recognizes the man (Ben Kingsley) who brings her husband (Stuart Wilson) home after his car has a flat tire. She is convinced he is the man who repeatedly tortured and raped her when she was a political prisoner of the former regime. But is he? Or is he an innocent victim of her unstable mind? Based on the play by Ariel Dorfman and directed by Roman Polanski, this three character stage piece retains its claustrophobic intimacy yet remains a potent cinematic experience. Polanski seems to have a knack for these intimate plays to screen adaptation, his film of CARNAGE (which only had 4 characters) was very good too. The play ended on an ambiguous note, never revealing the truth. The film gives us the catharsis of knowing the truth although a weak argument could be made that it also is ambiguous. The acting is first rate with Weaver giving one of her best ever performances. A minimal underscore by Wojciech Kilar is quite effective.
A naive 19 year old American girl (Jean Seberg) vacationing in Paris helps take care of an older sophisticated Frenchwoman (Micheline Presle) after a failed suicide attempt. The older woman takes the young girl under her wing but it isn't long before the girl falls under the spell of the man (Maurice Ronet) who drove her mentor to suicide. A poignant coming of age story, this was Seberg's follow up film after Godard's A BOUT DE SOUFFLE the year before. The American girl is so innocent with her simple minded fantasies about love and unequipped to deal with the jaded experienced older couple and as played by the open faced Seberg, we don't want her to get hurt. But we know where the story is going and what inevitably will come to pass. But the older couple aren't villains either, they can't help being who they are although Presle's character appears to be more sincere than Ronet's lothario. The striking B&W images are by Raoul Coutard (JULES AND JIM) and there's a lovely underscore by Germaine Tailleferre. Directed by Jean Valere. With Francoise Prevost.
After her philandering mobster husband (Alec Baldwin) is killed by the mob boss (Dean Stockwell), his widow (Michelle Pfeiffer) and 7 year old son (Anthony J. Nici) move away to start a new life. But both the mob boss, who has designs on her, and the FBI won't let her be! This spirited comedy directed by Jonathan Demme is hard to resist. Since it is a comedy, one can forgive some of the more exaggerated caricatures and stereotypes and I'm not just talking Italian-Americans, its portrayal of the FBI is pretty ludicrous too. With the exception of the vanilla Matthew Modine, the acting keeps the movie afloat and spinning. The waspish Pfeiffer does a good job of impersonating an Italian mob wife but it's Dean Stockwell (in an Oscar nominated performance) and Mercedes Ruehl as his wife that elevate the movie from low comedy to an almost farcical level. David Byrne of Talking Heads did the underscore. With Joan Cusack, Oliver Platt, Nancy Travis, Chris Isaak and Paul Lazar.
Although he wants to be a doctor, a young man (Jerry Lewis) must settle for working in a hospital as an orderly because of his squeamishness. Unfortunately, he causes more chaos in the hospital than helping patients. Directed by Frank Tashlin (THE GIRL CAN'T HELP IT), this is the last great Jerry Lewis comedy. I don't count KING OF COMEDY as that's not really a Jerry Lewis movie. Some of the visual gags are inspired and as always with Tashlin, the live action cartoon bits are marvelous. But it's not all laughs as there's a darker subplot about a bitter suicidal patient (Susan Oliver) that seems out of place. But that part of the narrative takes a backseat to the slapstick, pratfalls and visual gags that are continuously thrown at us. The supporting cast are game and such comedy stalwarts as Kathleen Freeman, Alice Pearce and Jack E. Leonard all have their turn at bat. With Everett Sloane, Glenda Farrell, Barbara Nichols, Del Moore and Karen Sharpe (THE HIGH AND THE MIGHTY) as Lewis' romantic interest.
Following the death of his wife, the celebrated painter Rembrandt (Charles Laughton) finds his life plagued with personal tragedy and financial hardship until he meets a young maid (Elsa Lanchester) who brings love into his life again. Yet another life of an artist crammed into a short span, in this case 90 minutes. As directed by Alexander Korda, the film doesn't spend any time on Rembrandt's art or what drove his art. What we get is the usual "they don't understand him!" along with his romantic life. Fortunately, what we do get is Charles Laughton who brings an enormous amount of empathy to his role. We also get Gertrude Lawrence in a rare film role but the film makers don't extend any empathy toward her and I felt they treated her character shabbily as she was a decent woman trying to do the best she could. Lanchester is touching and one forgets how lovely she was early in her career. Georges Perinal's (LIFE AND DEATH OF COLONEL BLIMP) lensing gives the B&W film a painterly sheen. With John Bryning, Roger Livesey and Abraham Sofaer.
Set in the days prior to the attack on Pearl Harbor, an American (Glenn Langan) is sent to Hawaii to oversee labor disputes between plantation owners and workers. He assumes the disputes are the work of a political agitator (Glenn Dixon) but a local doctor (Lex Barker) suspects it is the work of Japanese fifth columnists preparing the way for a Japanese invasion. Although made in 1957, the film has the air of a WWII propaganda movie made some 15 years earlier. What sets it apart is the film's more contemporary look at the American's racism toward the island's non Caucasian inhabitants, who he sees as lazy and needing a strong authority figure to push them. There's also an interesting look at an interracial marriage between a white policeman (Rhodes Reason) with a Japanese wife (Miyoko Sasaki), who are shunned. But it all boils down to being a "B" programmer with ambitious aims that are never realized. There's a nice underscore courtesy of Les Baxter. Directed by Howard W. Koch. With Mari Blanchard as Langan's unhappy wife and James Westerfield.
A government agent (Edward G. Robinson) on a war crimes commission arranges for the release of a Nazi criminal (Konstantin Shayne) in the hopes he will lead them to bigger fish. Namely, a Nazi war criminal (Orson Welles, who also directed) now living under an assumed identity in a quiet Connecticut town. This was Welles' most commercial film and indeed, reputedly the only film he made which showed a profit at the box office in its original release. While many are too quick to dismiss it as a "director for hire" project because it isn't one of his personal films, in actuality he had some control over the project. It's rather a good taut noir-ish thriller. It was the first Hollywood film to actually show footage of the concentration camp atrocities. The great Russell Metty, who would later shoot Welles' TOUCH OF EVIL, creates a distinctive mood with his striking B&W imagery. The movie also contains one of Loretta Young's most effective later performances as Welles' duped bride, she does a neat job of balancing sincerity and repressed hysteria. With Richard Long and Billy House.
In 1947 Los Angeles, a bumbling British private eye (Michael Caine) is hired by a newly rich man (Michael Constantine) to find his long lost daughter who was given up for adoption almost 30 years ago. He narrows it down to two wealthy Beverly Hills sisters: one (Natalie Wood) a femme fatale and the other (Kitty Winn, THE EXORCIST) aloof and reserved. But which one? It would be lovely to report that this little seen spoof of the film noir genre was an undiscovered gem but alas, it's a misfire right down the line. Watching the actors delivering their supposed to be witty lines, I couldn't help but think, "Do they know that the dialogue isn't remotely funny?". Directed by Peter Hyams (CAPRICORN ONE), the picture looks wonderful. Albert Brenner's production design, Patricia Norris's costumes and Earl Rath's cinematography are period detailed and impeccable. But poor Caine loudly snarling his lines has an air of desperation about him that's uncomfortable to watch. But nothing compared to Liam Dunn's godawful mugging as a family retainer, my skin crawled! With Thayer David, Timothy Carey, Paul Jabara and Dorothy Adams.
A junkie (Alex Cord) enters a rehabilitation center for drug addicts run by an ex-alcoholic (Edmond O'Brien). But he proves to be a disruptive influence, particularly in the case of two other recovering addicts: a woman (Stella Stevens) in a custody battle with her husband (Larry Kert, Broadway's WEST SIDE STORY) over her child and an ex-con (Chuck Connors) he knew in prison. Based on Chuck Dederich's (played in the film by O'Brien) Synanon rehab established in 1958 in California whose unorthodox methods were successful in getting addicts off the street and re-entering society. Unfortunately, the film too often plays as a well intentioned cinematic lecture of the Stanley Kramer variety. O'Brien, Richard Conte and Eartha Kitt fare the worst as their dialogue consists of psychological orations. Dederich's methods seem somewhat dubious today and indeed, the organization fell apart in the late 70s with legal troubles and accusations of being a dangerous cult. Directed by Richard Quine. With Barbara Luna, Alejandro Rey, Bernie Hamilton and Richard Evans (very good as a gay junkie).
After a younger brother (Kotobuki Hananomoto) kills a man in protecting his older Yakuza brother (Hideki Takahashi), they flee Tokyo with the intention of going to Manchuria. But after being swindled for their money, they are forced to take construction jobs. But their past will very soon catch up with them. One of director Seijun Suzuki's more subtle films, the majority of the film isn't an urban setting but set in the countryside. Nevertheless, Suzuki inserts his familiar visual style and color scheme at appropriate moments. While there is violence, most of it is saved for the typical Yakuza revenge finale and I couldn't help wondering if this was one of the films Tarantino referenced in KILL BILL. At its core, it's a story of brotherly love albeit very different types: one a practical minded Yakuza gangster and the other a romantic dreamer. Suzuki takes his time and by the end of the poignant finale, the brothers exceed their archetypes. With Hiroko Ito, Masako Izumi and Akira Yamauchi.
An anxious geologist (Kristoffer Joner) at an early warning center in a small Norwegian town suspects that an impending rockslide into a fjord will cause a tsunami. His fellow geologists at the center have their doubts. By the time he's proved right, it's too late. This intelligent "disaster" film courtesy of Norway doesn't try to emulate its Hollywood counterparts. There's no all star cast ("who will survive and who will die?") to fret over as the film concentrates on just one family. The first half of the film is a crackerjack thriller. The film's director Roar Uthaug slowly and methodically cranks up the tension by concentrating on the details of the impending disaster rather than the human melodramas of such all star Hollywood disaster films like EARTHQUAKE and TOWERING INFERNO. The special effects are minimal (by Hollywood standards) but impressive nonetheless and the second half concentrates on the family's attempt to survive and reunite (not unlike THE IMPOSSIBLE). The very ending may be pure Hollywood but I can forgive it that. BOLGEN takes it narrative from an actual 1934 incident in which a rockslide tsunami destroyed a Norwegian village and killed 40 people. I'm thankful the U.S. distributor (Magnolia films) didn't dub the film into English in order to reach a wider market. With Ane Dahl Torp, Jonas Hoff Oftebro, Fridtjov Saheim and Edith Haagenrud Sande.
When the devoted wife (Tracey Ullman) of a pizza parlor owner (Kevin Kline) learns her husband has been cheating on her, she plots to have him killed. But she's not doing it all by herself. She requires the help of her mother (Joan Plowright), the pizzeria's busboy (River Phoenix) and two junkies (William Hurt, Keanu Reeves). Directed by Lawrence Kasdan (THE BIG CHILL), the film is loosely based on an actual incident but the screenwriter John Kostmayer has turned it into a black comedy. The film opened to middling reviews in 1990 but most people I know seem to have a great affection for it and I can see why. It's an over the top farce but there's a strong emotional core to the film that that's rather touching. The ensemble cast is impeccable, almost pushing it too far but never quite crossing the line. Perhaps Hurt and Reeves are too obvious casting as the airhead hired killers but they're spot on and Plowright practically walks off with the movie as the homicidal Yugoslavian mother. With Phoebe Cates, Heather Graham, James Gammon, Miriam Margolyes, Victoria Jackson and Jack Kehler.
The life of composer Richard Wagner (Alan Badel) from a struggling composer to success to exile in Switzerland to resurgence as friend to King Ludwig II (Gerhard Riedmann) to his death. Can a film do justice to a composer by cramming 50 years of life into less than 2 hours? Not hardly. The emphasis of the film seems to be the women in his life, his wives and mistresses along with generous doses of pieces of his operas. Erich Wolfgang Korngold supervised and adapted Wagner's music and if you're a fan of Wagner (I'm not), the music might be enough to hold your interest. It's very choppy, one minute the poverty stricken Wagner is in prison for not paying his creditors then in the next scene is conducting his opera in a plush opera house. Republic studios was one of the low budget studios in Hollywood and this was their last attempt at a prestige production and nothing was held back. Location shooting in Germany and Italy, gorgeous sets and costumes and Korngold brought out of an 8 year film music retirement. The film avoids any mention of Wagner's infamous anti-Semitism and the film plays loose with the facts. In the movie, Wagner dies while composing PARSIFAL while in actuality the opera had premiered while he was still alive. Among the women, Yvonne De Carlo fares best as his first wife. She's not an adoring doormat swooning at his every move. Directed by William Dieterle (HUNCHBACK OF NOTRE DAME). With Rita Gam, Valentina Cortese, Carlos Thompson and Peter Cushing.
In WWII, just before landing on Guadalcanal, a private (Keir Dullea) is determined to survive the war and do anything to accomplish that. A sergeant (Jack Warden) has an almost existential attitude that war is insane and that if your time is up, there is nothing you can do. But as the platoon marches to capture a strategic hill, it's the private whose behavior almost dares death to get him. This is a loose adaptation of James Jones' 1962 novel which Terrence Malick made again in 1998 with Jim Caviezel and Sean Penn in the Dullea and Warden roles. Directed by Andrew Marton (KING SOLOMON'S MINES), this version remains an uncompromising look at how war can push combatants to the edge of madness. I wish the acting were better, some of the performances are stiff and Dullea's performance seems off. The film isn't helped by Malcom Arnold's (BRIDGE ON THE RIVER KWAI) obtrusive score which pummels you. Manuel Berenguer's (KING OF KINGS) crisp B&W CinemaScope photography is a major asset to the film with Spain standing in for the South Pacific. With Kieron Moore, James Philbrook and Ray Daley.
In a small Texas fishing town, tensions rise as the local fisherman resent what they see as an intrusion by Vietnamese immigrants who they blame for the dropping prices and lack of work. This small little film directed by the wonderful Louise Malle is overlooked when discussing his work. While it may not rank with MURMUR OF THE HEART or ELEVATOR TO THE GALLOWS, it's a haunting and disturbing look at how "foreigners" are often scapegoats when Americans fall on hard times. Based on the actual conflict between local fisherman and Vietnamese refugees around Galveston Bay (Alamo Bay is fictitious) in Texas in the early 1980s. The film uses the relationship between a married local shrimper (Ed Harris) and his former girlfriend (Amy Madigan) returning to the town after a prolonged absence as the story set against the backdrop of the real story, the point of interest. Harris and Madigan are fine, they give strong performances but it gets in the way of what we want to see and know more about. Perhaps a documentary would have been the better way to go but I'm still grateful for what Malle has given us. Lovely underscore by Ry Cooder. With Ho Nguyen, Donald Moffat and Cynthia Carle.
A man (Helmut Dantine) arrives in the British countryside at a small inn. He announces he is from the planet Venus and announces the friendly arrival of another spacecraft from Venus to give a dire warning about man's use of atomic power. A friendly alien from another planet arrives on Earth to be greeted with suspicion and hostility? Comparisons to the much superior DAY THE EARTH STOOD STILL would be inevitable anyway but with Patricia Neal as the female lead in both films, the film seems to be encouraging it! It's no match for the 1951 Robert Wise science fiction classic. It's like a cheap knockoff when you can't afford the genuine article. It's rather silly and poorly acted though Neal manages not to embarrass herself. Neal had left Hollywood and recently located to Great Britain (she married the British writer Roald Dahl) so I suppose this was what she was being offered. With Derek Bond, Nigel Green and Cyril Luckham.
As WWI ends, a shell shocked veteran (Ronald Colman) with amnesia walks away from the hospital where he has been recuperating. Although he has no memory of who he is, he falls in love with a music hall entertainer (Greer Garson). Together they build a new life with him as a struggling writer. But one day, his memory comes back. Based on the novel by James Hilton (LOST HORIZON) and directed by Mervyn LeRoy. This is one of the great movie romances of 1940s cinema. Surprisingly so since Colman and Garson are probably the most passionless movie stars of their era. Oh sure, it's hokey but done with such aplomb that one swallows the balderdash willingly. The film gets the full MGM treatment, first class all the way. The film also contains one of the most surprising twists at the halfway point which changes the film considerably. In the novel, the twist doesn't come until the last page which wouldn't work on film. Its sentimental romanticism isn't everyone's cup of tea (Pauline Kael detested the movie) but it's the kind of film if seen early in one's life stays with you forever. With Susan Peters, Philip Dorn, Una O'Connor, Margaret Wycherly, Henry Travers, Ian Wolfe and Elisabeth Risdon.
After leaving the hospital after a racing crack up, a race car driver (Carroll Baker) recuperates at the villa of her ex-husband (Jean Sorel) at the invitation of his current wife (Anna Proclemer). The ex-wife had tried to kill the husband during their marriage and now the current wife suggests working in tandem to finish the job. But there's a more complicated and diabolical plan afoot. Directed by Umberto Lenzi, this Italian giallo offers up a rather clever thriller with twists and turns and though it's easy to guess where it will end up, it's those nifty twists and turns that make the journey worthwhile. Handsomely shot by Guglielmo Mancori on the beautiful island of Majorca, I saw the Italian cut which means Baker is dubbed into Italian (her lips are clearly speaking English) and her distinctive voice is missed. The film is often confused with the same director's ORGASMO which also starred Baker because that film was retitled PARANOIA for its U.S. release. With Marina Coffa, Luis Davila and Alberto Dalbes.
After her brother (Lyman Williams) dies, a young woman (Carole Lombard) seeks the counsel of a spiritualist (Alan Dinehart). A woman (Vivienne Osborne) is executed for the murder of her three lovers. It won't be long before these two seemingly separate incidents connect with each other. Victor Halperin directed the cult horror film WHITE ZOMBIE the year before and SUPERNATURAL was the film that followed. Lombard was not yet the popular screwball comedienne she is best known for. That would come the following year with TWENTIETH CENTURY. Here some forty years before THE EXORCIST, Lombard is possessed but there are no special effects or spinning heads. Lombard accomplishes it entirely by her acting, body language and vocal intonation. It's rather slow moving but it's very brief, just a little over an hour long. It may creak a bit but I found it highly watchable, more for Lombard than anything else. With Randolph Scott, H.B. Warner, William Farnum and Beryl Mercer.
After the president (Leonardo Cimino) of a major midwestern bank announces he has terminal cancer, two vastly different men compete to be the new bank president. A man (Kirk Douglas) whose wife (Marisa Pavan) is confined to a mental institution and having a relationship with a left wing attorney (Susan Flannery) and a man (Christopher Plummer) who is seduced by a corrupt CEO (Lorne Greene) whose company is on the verge of bankruptcy. Based on the best seller by Arthur Hailey (AIRPORT), this five and a half hour telefilm was shown over four nights. It suffers from too many storylines and one of them involving an embezzler (Timothy Bottoms) and his relationship with a Latino single mother (Amy Levitt) just drags the narrative down. I've not read Hailey's book but the movie plays out like a pulpy summer read at the beach. That's a compliment of sorts. Directed by Boris Sagal. The massive cast includes Anne Baxter, Helen Hayes, Jean Peters, Joan Collins, Ralph Bellamy, Patrick O'Neal, Robert Loggia, James Shigeta, Percy Rodrigues, Barry Coe, Miiko Taka and Virginia Grey.
A terrorist mastermind (Alon Aboutboul) is targeted by the U.S. government and his compound destroyed killing his family and guests. But he survives and plots his revenge which will come two years later in London. A sequel to the 2013 hit OLYMPUS HAS FALLEN but this time directed by Babak Najafi taking over the directorial reins from Antoine Fuqua. It's a big dumb (and I do mean dumb) mindless action movie. But to be fair, in the action department, it delivers spectacularly what it promises. The downside is that the characters actually have to speak from time to time and the dialogue is hideous! No cliche is left unturned! It's as if the film makers thought if they gave us enough explosions and killings, we wouldn't notice (or perhaps be in a forgiving mood) how bad the script is but when the dialogue is this bad, you cringe for the poor actors. I hope good actors like Morgan Freeman and Angela Bassett got fat paychecks for giving what might possibly be the worst performances of their careers. Oscar winner Melissa Leo fare a bit better since her part has been cut down to about 2 lines. With Gerard Butler, Aaron Eckhart, Robert Forster, Radha Mitchell, Colin Salmon and Charlotte Riley.
In West Virginia, the forewoman (Lily Tomlin) of a furniture factory and her twin sister (Bette Midler) go to New York to protest the conglomerate that owns the factory's decision to off load the company. But the head of the conglomerate (Bette Midler) isn't being upfront with her plans for the sale which distresses her soft hearted twin sister (Lily Tomlin). Switched at birth mistaken identity comedies go all the way back to ancient Rome (Plautus' THE MENAECHMI) to Shakespeare (COMEDY OF ERRORS) to Broadway musicals (THE BOYS FROM SYRACUSE). They're almost impossible to mess up and this effort directed by Jim Abrahams (AIRPLANE) is one of my favorite movie farces. It doesn't hurt to have two of the best comediennes in film in the four lead roles and its a joy to watch them strut their stuff. Alas, the supporting cast is good but in can't help but pale next to Tomlin and Midler. Breezy and smooth. With Fred Ward, Edward Herrmann, Seth Green, Michael Gross and Joe Grifasi.
In Amsterdam, a series of Jack The Ripper style killings plague the city. But the killer uses the city's canals to get around and hide in. A detective (Huub Stapel) and single father is assigned to the case. Written and directed by Dick Maas, this pulpy Dutch thriller doesn't tread any new ground. But considering how derivative it is, it still manages to be a fairly exciting exercise and the Amsterdam locations are an appreciative asset in making it stand out. Its biggest influence is, of course, JAWS. Instead of a shark in the ocean, we get a serial killer in a wet suit swimming through the canals of Amsterdam randomly selecting his victims. It really should be just terrible but Maas brings enough tension and jump in your seat moments to the movie that it steamrolls its way through some of the more far fetched angles of the film. With Monique Van De Ven, Hidde Maas and Tatum Dagelet.
While performing in London, an American entertainer (Fred Astaire) falls in love with a girl (Ginger Rogers) and after an initial reluctance, she finds herself falling in love with him. But in a case of mistaken identities, she believes that he's the husband of her good friend (Helen Broderick) so she breaks off the romance and flees to Italy with him in pursuit. Are there any two words in American cinema more magical than Astaire and Rogers? This is a dream of a film with a marvelous Irving Berlin score (including the sublime Cheek To Cheek), some terrific dance numbers and a witty screenplay that could stand on its own without the musical numbers. The Continental production number was such a big hit from their previous film THE GAY DIVORCEE that a similar number The Piccolino gets inserted and oh, that marvelous Art Deco Venice set. Directed by Mark Sandrich. The supporting cast is so perfect that they threaten to steal the film from Astaire & Rogers at any minute. In addition to Broderick there's Edward Everett Horton, Eric Blore and Rhodes.
The patrician daughter (Rhonda Fleming) from a wealthy Roman family discovers her cousin (Wandisa Guida) is a Christian. Her attempts to help her backfire and the Emperor (Dario Moreno) has her father killed and her property confiscated. In the 1960s, many middle level "stars" went to Europe and worked in peplum and spaghetti westerns. This was Fleming's turn at driving a chariot. It's not nearly as much fun as most sword and sandal adventures as it's rather pious. Indeed, the film should really be titled THE REVOLT OF THE CHRISTIANS. It's the kind of film where a heavenly chorus (in this case, courtesy of Angelo Francesco Lavagnino) starts playing whenever Christ is mentioned. Too much piety and not enough decadence. It needed a De Mille to give it a shot in the arm. There are several nice touches including a scene where the movie's villain is killed by his own attack dogs and the film has a rich look to it rather than a low budget gloss. Directed by Nunzio Malasomma. With Lang Jeffries, Fernando Rey, Serge Gainsbourg, Ettore Manni, Vanoye Aikens and Dolores Francine.
An aging gambler (Philip Baker Hall) takes a not too bright young man (John C. Reilly) under his wing and teaches him how to beat the odds in Las Vegas and even thrive. But when a rather dim witted waitress/hooker (Gwyneth Paltrow) and a security specialist (Samuel L. Jackson) enter their lives two years later, things turn ugly. The directorial debut of Paul Thomas Anderson may not match that of Orson Welles' 1941 masterpiece but this is still a near astonishing first film. So meticulous and assured that it seems to have come from an experienced film maker. While many film makers make promising film debuts that signify more great films to come, too many aren't able to fulfill the promise of that first gem. Luckily (like Quentin Tarantino), Anderson's debut film was just a hint of the wonderful films that would soon follow. While Reilly, Paltrow and Jackson are good, it's Hall's detailed and fastidious performance that holds the film together. An atmospheric piece that can't help but hold your attention. With Philip Seymour Hoffman overacting a bit and Melora Walters.
A millionaire (Richard Egan) returns to a small island off the coast of Maine with his wife (Constance Ford) and daughter (Sandra Dee) where he was a lifeguard when he was a teenager. It is there he reunites with the woman (Dorothy McGuire), now married to a drunk (Arthur Kennedy) and with a son (Troy Donahue) of her own, that he loved as a youth. Based on the best seller by Sloan Wilson (MAN IN THE GRAY FLANNEL SUIT), this is a superior soap opera. The film's director Delmer Daves was previously known for an excellent series of westerns like 3:10 TO YUMA, JUBAL, COWBOY and BROKEN ARROW. This film was a huge hit and suddenly he became a director of big screen soap operas. What's most notable about the film is how shockingly frank it is about sexual matters for a 1959 film. Adultery, frigidity, raging teenage hormones, teen pregnancy etc. are all out in the open. One scene is still very disturbing, when Ford has Dee forcibly examined by a doctor (it's practically a rape) to see if her virginity is intact! The cinematographer Harry Stradling Sr. (MY FAIR LADY) does wonders in making Carmel in California look like the Maine coast. Max Steiner gives us one of his better scores and, of course, the memorable theme that became a no. 1 hit on the record charts. With Beulah Bondi, Roberta Shore, Ann Doran, Gertrude Flynn and Eleanor Audley.
Set in 1937 as Hitler's rise to power in Germany caused many to flee to neighboring countries as they anticipate the horrors that will come. But many of them are stateless refugees without passports who live in fear of being deported back to Germany if they are caught. Based on the novel FLOTSAM by Erich Maria Remarque, the film focuses on three refugees: an escapee (Fredric March) from a concentration camp whose wife (Frances Dee) is still in Germany, a young boy (Glenn Ford) deprived of his German citizenship for being half Jewish and a Jewish girl (Margaret Sullavan) denounced by her Aryan fiance. Directed by John Cromwell (OF HUMAN BONDAGE), this film deserves to be better known (it only has 275 votes on the IMDb). It's one of the first pre-WWII Hollywood films to tackle Nazism head on. While it occasionally dips into sentimentality, for the most part it's a powerful portrait of displaced refugees living in fear as the long arms of the Third Reich extends itself through out Europe. It contains one of March's best performances and an early Glenn Ford performance that indicated he would soon become a major star. Sullavan is lovely but her role isn't that interesting but the film could have used more of Frances Dee. With Erich von Stroheim, Anna Sten, Leonid Kinskey and Sig Ruman.
Soon after WWI, a commander (Gene Hackman) in the French Foreign Legion is assigned to protect an archaeological team from Arab tribes who object to foreigners digging for their treasures and removing them from the country. Add to the mix, a romance between a jaded Frenchwoman (Catherine Deneuve) and a jewel thief turned legionnaire (Terence Hill). Directed by Dick Richards (FAREWELL MY LOVELY) from a screenplay by David Zelag Goodman (STRAW DOGS). An ill conceived mess! The film tries not to romanticize the Foreign Legion or demonize the Arabs but it does just that. The film bears a superficial resemblance to ZULU (foreign military forces pinned down by an indigenous population) but lacks that film's intelligence and grace. The film is saddled with the charmless Terence Hill at its center. I'm not that familiar with Hill's films but does he always look so dim witted? Talented actors like Hackman, Deneuve and Max Von Sydow (as an archaeologist) are rendered unappealing by the material. In its favor, the film does have an extremely well done Arab siege but that only comes at the very end of the movie. Maurice Jarre's underscore tries to help. With Ian Holm, Marcel Bozzuffi, Jack O'Halloran and Vernon Dobtcheff.