Monday, May 28, 2012

Movie Monday: The Sorcerers

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This week's Movie Monday selection is the 1967 British horror film The Sorcerers!

The Sorcerers opens with our star, the legendary Boris Karloff, looking a bit addled, wandering down a bust street. He enters a store, demanding to know where his "advertisement" is. The shopkeeper treats him dismissively, but after some badgering (and handing over some quid), the shopkeeper relents and puts Karloff's crudely typed ad back up in the window.
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We see that this man is named Professor Montserrat, who specializes in hypnotism and cures for "anxiety." He returns home to his wife (Catherine Lacey), who is anxious for her husband to continue his experiments. The Professor tries to calm her by promising "soon, soon."

Montserrat heads out onto the Mod streets of England, and engages in conversation with a young man named Mike Roscoe (Ian Ogilvy), who goes back to Montserrat's flat mostly for a laugh (kicks, man, kicks). When he is shown the crazy contraption Montserrat has built, he is skeptical, but is promised "pure ecstasy" and dutifully submits himself.
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Mike comes out of the experiment (involving a lot of crazy colors, Moog synthesizer music, etc.) more than a little dazed. They put Mike in the next room, and test out what the experiment is really about--controlling minds!

Via telepathy, both the Professor and his wife can seemingly control Mike's actions, having him pick up various objects just by "telling" him to do it. The experiment a success, they send Mike back out into the world, putting in a post-hypnotic suggestion that he won't remember anything that has happened.

Mike goes back out into the world, with the Professor and his wife peeking in at various moments. One night, Mike goes out with a beautiful girl named Nicole and they go to a quiet public pool, strip down, and jump in:
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The Professor and Estelle peek into Mike's mind, and seem to really enjoy the vicarious thrill of the young man's life. But we already see the cracks in their relationship: the Professor wants to use this experiment to help people, the sick and the addled, enjoy the sweet experiences of life denied to them because of their circumstances. Estelle, more bitter, wants to keep it all to themselves, and use Mike to "enjoy themselves" for the time being. The Professor reluctantly goes along with this.

Estelle sees a mink coat in a shop window, something she never could afford before. She begs her husband to help her control Mike so he steals it for them, in the process abruptly leaving another date he had with Nicole. Estelle loves the thrill of what they had Mike do, but the Professor is deeply troubled. He made Estelle promise this was the only time they'd do this, but of course now that Estelle has gotten a taste, she only wants more. The Professor, seemingly putty in his wife's hands, goes along some more. Mike returns to Nicole's flat in a daze, not exactly sure what happened, and apologizes. Nicole accepts and Mike spends the night.

Estelle's next "trip" involves having Mike buy a motorcycle, and having him take it out onto the road, weaving wildly in and out of traffic. Nicole is along for the ride, and is terrorized--all the while the Professor and Estelle are positively enthralled!

When Mike brings Nicole back to the garage where he got it, a friend of theirs named Alan (who has a thing for Nicole), demands to know what the hell Mike was doing. Estelle, still in control, turns angry:
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She orders Mike to attack Alan, and it gets out of control, leaving Alan a bloody mess and another man with a severe wound after Mike attacks him, as well. Mike awakes, again in a daze, with Nicole in shock and tears.

The Professor is horrified at what his wife has become, and Estelle quickly tells her husband she is in control. Kicking out his cane from under him, Estelle uses it to smash her husband's machine, guaranteeing he can never free Mike from her grip:
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Mike turns to another girl, named Audrey, while Nicole comforts Alan. Estelle goes completely coo-coo for cocoa-puffs and has Mike stab Audrey to death, mainly for kicks. The half-conscious Professor "witnesses" all this, but is unable to stop it.

Estelle has Mike to a local hangout (where we get a lot of footage of a real-life band, Lee Grant and The Captiols, running through a couple of their numbers), where he picks up another woman. While growing hesitant, the girl goes along with Mike as he takes her down a dark alley:
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Mike demands that she "sing, sing for us", strangling the girl to death. The murder makes the papers, and Alan tells Nicole he thinks Mike is the murderer. Nicole, despite all she has seen, still can't believe it.

Back at their flat, Estelle is enjoying torturing her husband--feeding him just enough to keep him alive, so he can continue "competing" against her for the control of Mike. When the Professor slaps a plate of food away, Estelle screams at him in a rage, insisting she can control Mike all on her own, even without her husband.

Alan and Nicole visit Mike's flat, but it's empty. They find him at work (at an antiques store with the unfortunate name "The Glory Hole"), while the police start to close in on Mike as the killer--since he was last seen with the murdered girl. Alan confronts Mike, saying he's the killer--right at the moment Estelle takes control again:
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Mike stabs Alan, and takes off. The police give chase, with the Professor using every last ounce of energy to take control of Mike, and in the battle between him and Estelle, Mike crashes his car, and it bursts into flames. The finally catch up, and Nicole begins to sob. But what happened to Estelle and the Professor?

Well, it turns out their experiment wasn't entirely a one-way street: as we watch Mike's car explode and burn, we see that Estelle and the Professor have suffered the same fate:
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...as we gaze upon a crispy-fried Boris Karloff, we reach The End.


I had never seen The Sorcerers before, and I was pleasantly surprised. The plot is different, and it's fun watching Karloff (for once), not be the ultimate heavy (despite what the poster says). Catherine Lacey does a great job playing the batty Estelle, as she goes from eccentric to dishonest to downright murderous.

Karloff's physical limitations brought on by age are obvious here: other than the opening scene where he's walking along the street, he spends the entire movie sitting down, barely moving. The great man was only two years away from his death, but for some reason he just kept on working, ending his career with a couple of truly dreadful, really Z-grade movies; I'm happy to say The Sorcerers, while no masterpiece, is definitely a cut above. There's a little (okay, a lot) too much footage of British hippies Fruging or whatever, the soundtrack at times is too goofy and lighthearted, and some scenes could be trimmed a bit, but otherwise it's not a bad little movie.


This week's Movie Monday was recommended by my friend Joseph Brian Scott, who sent me a link to the whole movie, now up on YouTube!


Monday, May 21, 2012

Movie Monday: With Six You Get Eggroll

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This week's Movie Monday selection is the 1968 Doris Day comedy With Six You Get Eggroll!

I didn't intend to cover this movie since it seemed like such a piffle (no offense to Ms. Day), but I ended up watching it for a post I did for my AfterM*A*S*H blog last week. Also, since I love changing up these Movie Monday recaps so dramatically, I thought going from the big budget extravaganza The Avengers to the film noir The Killer Is Loose to a candy-colored 1960s romantic comedy would be a lot of fun. So here we go!
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With Six You Get Eggroll opens with Abby McClure (Day), a widow who runs her own business and is always fending off opportunities to get "set up" with eligible men. In an early scene, an employee badgers McClure into hosting a dinner that will feature such a man, a widower named Jake Iverson (Brian Keith).
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Iverson doesn't want to be fixed up any more than McClure does, so he pretty much grimaces through dinner, clearly dying to get out of there:
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He makes a phony excuse to leave early involving picking up some friends at the airport. But he gets busted later that night when he's caught at a supermarket by Abby, who agrees that the forced set-up was less than ideal.

Abby and Jake seem to like each other one-on-one, and go out on an informal date. They stop at a local ice cream place, where Abby is a regular customer, and a particular favorite of a soda jerk named Herbie (played by George Carlin--George Carlin!)
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Abby and Jake hit it off, and make plans to see each other again. But trouble arises when Abby visits a club (and quite a "mod" one it is!) and sees Jake there dancing with a very young woman. It is very not groovy!
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Abby gives Jake the cold shoulder for a while, until she realizes that the young woman she saw Jake with was his daughter Stacey (Barbara Hershey!), who is a classmate of her son's:
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Abby forgives Jake, and they start dating again, and fall in love very quickly. Stacey isn't thrilled with this, used to being the woman of the house. Another problem is Abby's oldest son Flip (John Findlater), who is similarly possessive and gives his mom a hard time when she stays out late one night with Jake:
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After a lot of trials and tribulations, and attempts to quell the chaos that comes with mixing the two families ala The Brady Bunch, Abby and Jake have a huge argument with involves Jake storming off. Abby chases after him, involving a madcap chase that draws in a gang of local hippies--two of which just happen to be played by future M*A*S*H stars William Christopher (Father Mulcahy) and Jamie Farr (Klinger), who all wind up at a police station after Abby gets in a car accident:
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Jamie Farr is actually pretty funny here. Hippies in major studio movies in the 1960s were pathetic, paper-thin creations, written mostly by rich, old white men who bore no relation to reality. Farr seems to realize this, and gives his character a whiny, high-pitched voice that reminded me a bit of Aziz Ansari on Parks and Recreation. The whole thing is ridiculous of course, but I grinner every time Farr had a line.

The film ends with Jake and Abby reconciling at the police station, and then they decide to sell both their houses and buy one giant one so both families can comfortably co-exist. The ever-lovin' end!


As you might expect, With Six You Get Eggroll is a total piffle. Doris Day is, still, Doris Day, and manages to put this very weak material across as best she can. She gives a lot of her lines a certain flinty spin; it's too bad that this was her final film--it would have been interesting if she had given some weightier material, appearing in the new kind of movies that were just around the corner (Ms. Day is still with us, and still active, but has turned down every movie offer that's come her way since).

It was hard for me to watch Brian Keith in this movie, knowing that he suffered from depression most of his life, leading to an eventual suicide in 1997. He plays a kind of gruff guy here, and he cuts a bit of an uneasy figure in such a piece of cotton candy such as this. Where was James Garner when they were casting this?

Still, it's a Happening seeing George Carlin in such a goofy role, and the die-hard obsessive M*A*S*H fan in me loved seeing Farr and Christoper together, five years before they'd make TV history (another actor from that show, Herb Voland, appears in the movie as well). Plus, I like eggrolls, so it's all good!


Monday, May 14, 2012

Movie Monday: The Killer is Loose

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This week's Movie Monday selection is the 1956 film noir The Killer is Loose!


I was trolling on Netfix in the mood for something old-timey and short, something simple, and a 73-minute Budd Boetticher crime thriller seemed like the perfect thing! Plus--Joseph Cotten!
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The Killer is Loose's set-up is very, very simple. It starts with a bank robbery, and in short measure the cops (led by Detective Sam Wagner, played by Cotten) learn that it was the classic Inside Job. The trail leads them to the home of bank employee Leon Poole (Wendell Corey), who panics and tries to hole himself up in his apartment, along with his wife.

Wagner and his partner, Det. Chris Gillespie (Michael Pate) yell at Poole to give up, lest them come in shooting. Poole responds by firing through the door, clipping Gillespie:
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Wagner and Gillespie retaliate, and Wagner shoots at the first person he sees--which turns out to be Poole's wife. She dies in Poole's arms, and he looks at Wagner with a face of murderous rage.


At the trial, Poole is sentenced to a long prison stretch, and he gets a glimpse of Wagner's wife Lila (Rhonda Fleming). He promises to get out one day, and kill her as revenge. This, naturally, unnerves Lila, but Wagner, Gillespie, and Gillespie's wife Mary (Virginia Christine) say it's all part of the job. Mary kids Lila, welcoming her "to the club":
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Years pass, and Poole comes up for parole. He has been a "model prisoner", so his time in the Big House is downgraded to a minimum security prison, where Poole and other prisoners will work outside. Poole, mild-mannered, gratefully accepts.


But we see that Poole has been biding his time--as soon as he gets an opportunity, he kills a nearby guard (using the broken blade from a trowel--kinda nasty, though of course we don't see it), steals a truck, and takes off.


Word makes it out fairly quickly, and Det. Wagner is told that Poole is most likely going to try and make good on his promise: to kill Wagner's wife.
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Wagner has to decide whether to be honest with his wife or tell her, risking scaring her to death. Meanwhile, the police (including the Skipper himself, Alan Hale Jr.) try and track Poole down, but he proves to be fairly clever and elusive.


Eventually Poole sneaks his way into another home, near the Wagner's, and demands food from the woman who lives there. When her husband comes home and discovers what's happening, he tries to calm Poole down, and gets shot for his efforts:
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This scene features the man getting shot as he holds a milk bottle, and the exploding bottle is what signifies the impact. John Frankenheimer did this similar bit in The Manchurian Candidate, and that's sort of a celebrated scene, so it was kinda cool to see a proto version of that here, a good half-decade earlier.


Poole eventually sort of stumbles across Lila (one of a series of coincidences that makes his film a bit hard to swallow at times), dressing almost in drag(!) to stalk her out in the open, while Wagner and his fellow cops watch from across the street.


The film ends as you'd expect, but with a weird note: Wagner holds his wife to comfort her, and while his face is turned away from the character we hear some ADR, and to my ears it's clearly not Joseph Cotten's voice! As the last line of the movie it made me chuckle, probably not what they were intending.




The Killer is Loose is not a great film--the tension is a little too slack at times, and even at 73 minutes there were times where I felt like it dragged a little. Some of the characters do things that are hard to believe, but the performances are solid (especially Corey), there's some nice shots, and the whole thing goes down pretty easy.


If you're a fan of film noir but aren't an expert and have seen every entry in the genre, you might not have ever even heard of The Killer is Loose. You can find it on Netflix WI and it's definitely worth a look.



Monday, May 7, 2012

Movie Monday: The Avengers

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This week's Movie Monday selection is a little film called The Avengers!

I originally had another film all scheduled for this week, but then over the weekend I saw this behemoth of a movie and felt like I just had to throw in my two cents. After all, that's what the internet is all about, isn't it?

I'm sure I don't need to go into the back story of this film, everyone knows it, Marvel has been laying the groundwork for half a decade. But even though I am a lifelong comics fan, and am old enough to remember the days when Stan Lee breathlessly promised big budget Marvel movies on the pages of Bullpen Bulletins, only to have those movies never materialize (Stan "The Man" Lee, engaging in a little bit of hyperbole? No way!), I wasn't quite an enthusiastic over The Avengers as many other people I knew.

Having seen Marvel and DC fight it out at the box office the last twenty years, I noticed that the general approach both companies took with their comic books has been transplanted to TV and movies. DC has never really had a "house style", while Marvel has been all about its house style. I'm not knocking either approach--they each have their own pluses and minuses--but I've always found the results that came from those differences pretty, well, stark.

By not having one house style, I've found that DC, as a general rule, has had higher highs and lower lows. For most of my life, I could never envision Marvel coming up with landmark work like Watchmen, The Dark Knight Returns, or Sandman--they're just too Marvel Universe-driven to allow creators such freedom to come up with medium-busting work like that. But on the other hand, Marvel is much more consistent--you pretty much know what you're going to get when you buy a Marvel comic, and there's something very comforting about that. With DC, you never know--you might get something brilliant, or something so bad you toss the comic into the trash after you're done reading.

I feel like this dynamic has played itself out with the movies--I don't believe there will ever be a Marvel-based movie as unique and enduring as the first Superman or The Dark Knight; I just can't picture them ever handing their corporate properties over to someone like Christopher Nolan or Richard Donner (who had the guts to toss out virtually all the work that had been done on the first Superman movie before he was hired). The Marvel movies will always be movies, never films.

But of course, Marvel has never released a turkey like Catwoman, Green Lantern, or Batman and Robin, movies that managed to either kill a franchise or stop one before it ever got started. Even the worst one of the bunch from Marvel in the last few years, which most people agree is IronMan 2, is far, far better than either of those three cinematic titanics.

This is a long preamble to say that I went into The Avengers pretty much knowing what I was going to get: a big, loud, mostly fun superhero action film, one that wouldn't fly too high nor sink too low. After all, just seeing all these superheroes together--something never done before at this scale--would be entertaining to watch, no? Plus, Joss Whedon!
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I sat down to watch The Avengers, and in the first 90 minutes--the length of an entire movie in some cases--I didn't laugh, smile, grimace, or get engaged at all. The whole movie felt like it was built by a computer, with all the pieces being fit into place with calm professionalism.

Even though I've seen and enjoyed both IronMan films, Captain America, and Thor, seeing them all here only generated a brief moment of "Gee whiz, that's cool" and then I was really kind of bored. There wasn't anything truly bad on screen, but it just seemed so lifeless, so generic. The fact that this came from the mind of Joss Whedon, whose creative stamp is all over his projects, was profoundly disappointing to me. I knew the film was 2 1/2 hours long, and I was dreading the realization that The Avengers was shaping up to be a real disappointment.
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Then something odd happened--at the 95 min (or so) mark, The Avengers shifts to it's big action finale, with all the heroes in mid-town Manhattan fighting off the evil, otherworldly forces brought there by Loki (Tom Hiddleston). And it was here that, for me, The Avengers really came alive.
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All of a sudden, The Avengers seemed looser, funnier, and more individualistic than it had in its previous ninety-plus minutes. Gags started paying off, and I found myself laughing out loud in delighted surprise. Each character got a couple of moments that truly displayed what makes them unique--the Hulk's savagery, Captain America's bravery, Hawkeye's cool professionalism, Thor's unwillingness to give up. I was watching, in live action, these comic book characters truly come alive.
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Of all the heroes in The Avengers, I felt that Mark Ruffalo's The Hulk comes off best; the script lets Ol' Greenskin cut loose a couple of times, and one scene involving him and Loki was something I think everyone has wanted to see, for years, judging by the uproarious reaction to it by the crowd I saw the film with. Ruffalo, the third actor to play Bruce Banner in as many films, gives the role a slightly goofier, more sarcastic flavor, and I would now totally be up for seeing him in his own Hulk movie.

As flawed as 2006's Superman Returns is as a film, I've always defended it because I think it gets a lot of things right. Primarily, the scene in the middle of the movie, where Superman rescues Lois Lane aboard a wayward space shuttle. I thought that was the single best comic book action sequence ever put to film, and now I think the final thirty minutes of The Avengers matches it; made all the more impressive by the fact that it goes on so much longer. As bored as I was during the first 2/3rds of The Avengers, I was equally thrilled by the final third.

I'm not sure what to account for this, you would think the Big Action Finale would be the time when a film like this goes the most on auto-pilot, since so much of the action is done by a small army of computer digital artists, not leaving a lot of room for quirk. Yet somehow Whedon managed to make these final scenes more uniquely his, and for that I'm grateful. (Speaking of unique, if you haven't already seen The Avengers, I beseech you to stay past the end credits; all of them. There's one final, final scene that feels entirely like Whedon's work, something I hope there's more of in the inevitable Avengers 2.)

Overall, I'd say I enjoyed The Avengers. I loved the ending so much that I think it could get me past the boring lead up if I were to see it again. When it comes to cable, I think I will watch The Avengers like how I watch Titanic--skip the first chunk, come back in for the end, which is gangbusters. If Whedon can somehow recapture the adventuresome spirit of this film's finale for the next movie, then we'll really have something.

Shawarma Assemble!


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