Wednesday, July 2, 2025

Hellzapoppin'

Hellzapoppin’ (1941)

Runtime: 84 madcap minutes

Directed by: H.C. Potter

Starring: Ole Olsen, Chic Johnson, Martha Raye, Hugh Herbert, Jane Frazee

From: Universal

How do I even begin to describe this movie? It is one that I’ve known of for years; the descriptions were so bizarre that there was always curiosity, yet the lack of legal streaming options prevented me from a review much sooner. Elsewhere, I saw footage of Whitey’s Lindy Hoppers, a Black swing dancing group who performed in the film. A random YouTube channel recently uploaded this in 4K quality, although there were no attempts to AI remove the specks of dust or what have you.

This was based on a Broadway stage production from Ole Olsen and Chic Johnson; from what I understand, the first 15 minutes of this were more like the stage production, which was totally zany and full of improv each night; they even had a performer interact w/ the crowd after each performance. Here, after the opening-which absolutely shattered the 4th wall; I knew that none other than Shemp Howard depicted the film’s projectionist-Olsen & Johnson were inserted into a random romantic musical, the plot of which wasn’t all that important. Instead, the non-sequitors, talking to the camera, wacky gags, and general anarchy continued. 

Not all the humor landed but plenty of it did; it wasn’t just that which make me enjoy a movie I was curious about for ages. Rather, it was the obvious influence it had on future movie parodists-while being a unique creation I’ve never seen replicated before or since. It is possible Hellzapoppin doesn’t compare to any other motion picture in history. Most of the musical numbers are good, although not spectacular… EXCEPT for a truly astonishing 5 minute segment where Whitey’s Lindy Hoppers play a hot jazz number then unleash some absolute bonkers dance moves. There was the highlight of the entire picture.

At the same time, I don’t want to diminish the hysterical role that Martha Raye played; she was the zaniest female part of note. For those wanting something singular unlike any other, one that shatters the 4th wall and pokes fun at the Hays Code while mentioning them by name, Hellzapoppin’ is-at the moment-thankfully easy to track down.


Tuesday, July 1, 2025

Curse of the Devil

Curse of the Devil (El Retorno De Walpurgis) (1973)

Runtime: 84 minutes

Directed by: Carlos Aured

Starring: Paul Naschy, Fabiola Falcon, Mariano Vidal Molina, Maritza Olivaras, Jose Manuel Martin

From: A few different Spanish and Mexican companies

It was finally time to see more Paul Naschy. He’s a famous European horror star who precious little has been seen of. There are more famous or well-regarded efforts but Devil was on Shudder; as for that, July is a time where more from Shudder and Arrow’s streaming site needs to be tackled. Getting my money’s worth out of constantly subscribing to them is only the logical thing to do.

As he was wont to do often, Naschy (who sometimes dressed like a prototypical Han Solo!) portrayed Waldemar Daninsky, who either already had the curse of lycanthrophy or an event would result in him becoming a werewolf. The latter happened here via a creative method. Yellow-hued flashbacks opened the picture; an old relative from long ago was a witch-hunter and killed a member of the Bathory family. A curse was placed on the lineage; Waldemar slaying a wolf that was actually a werewolf triggered the curse.

The film will be too languid and lacking in incident for some. Me, I can enjoy the film for doing various things decently. That includes the performances, the score, the sets, the score, the atmosphere, and for some, the presence of full-frontal female nudity! I find charm in such things, along with the presence of a random axe-wielding villain who is mainly present as a misdirection for the film’s characters, i.e. who is butchering random people.

No matter your opinion of the film, at least the Vinegar Syndrome print looks rather resplendent.


Monday, June 30, 2025

A Trio of Stooge Shorts

Three Hams on Rye:  

(Short # 125 in Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk: The Columbia Shorts of The Three Stooges)

The Stooges: Theater Kids? In this instance, yes. They are stagehands who have minor roles in a stage production of a play entitled The Bride Wore Spurs. Producer Emil Sitka demands that they prevent a prominent critic from entering the building, he is so petrified of a bad review that will sink the entire production. The trio are all in disguises (so the critic doesn’t know which bit players tossed them out) as they are on the hunt for a critic that dons disguises himself; the expected calamity results from this scenario.

The boys also screwed up in purchasing a salad & cake for the performance; an old gag used before where a potholder accidentally becomes a layer of the cake is once again used to hilarious effect here. This feathery performance became an accidental win for what was presumably an otherwise stodgy drama to include “satire.” There’s the thrill of Moe & Shemp quoting several lines of dialogue from Shakespeare, along with the father of a famous face performing in a bit part—both the short and the play.

It took looking at his son’s Wiki page to learn this, but the father of Jerry Lewis (Danny) was in vaudeville-and according to this IMDb page, was a comedian in the Borscht Belt region, back when the Catskills were a safe area for Jewish people to vacation. Yet another source says that this casting was done because the Martin and Lewis duo just experienced film success-it was deliberate. Father certainly resembled son. Those different elements helped make Three Hams on Rye not feel stodgy.

(Short # 126 in Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk: The Columbia Shorts of The Three Stooges)

So, my schedule is currently back to normal. My sister and her family were supposed to be flying back now but are still in the airport due to a flight delay; not a surprise considering the airline is Allegiant. A feature-length picture will be reviewed tomorrow, where I’ll also say a few things about their time down in Florida; there was at least time after dropping them off at the airport to discuss some more Moe, Larry, & Shemp.

At B.O. Pictures Corp., the blue-collar job they have this time is “termite exterminators.” They were out of uniform in the publicity department office when the head of the studio came in w/ new up-and-coming star Christine McIntyre, as Dolly Devore. Moe conjures up the idea of a faux disappearance for the starlet; actually, a pretty decent idea for press coverage… except that some gangsters led by Kenneth MacDonald actually kidnap Devore. The cops refuse to believe the faux turned real crime is legit.

There is an old routine or two but there’s plenty of new material in this fast-paced effort as even before all the mayhem that occurs at the apartment lair of the heels (the highlight of which was Shemp spending a few minutes hanging outside of the building, a few stories up) there is calamity involving typewriters and throughout there is plenty of puns, one-liners, absurdities, and the usual horseplay involving the boys. Thus, a nice way to announce my return to normalcy now.

(Short # 127 in Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk: The Columbia Shorts of The Three Stooges)

A short both new and familiar. That is usually the case w/ Stooge efforts but I was reminded of that in particular w/ Slaphappy Sleuths. They played sleuths on several occasions in the past; they also worked at a gas station, although here they do it undercover. There are bits used that were slightly modified from ones used a decade and a half previously, along with ones new to me that I’ll assume were ones that they or others used way back in the vaudeville days.

They were hired by the Onion Oil Co., with president I.M. Greecy and general manager Fuller Grime; the company wanted “brainy but stupid-looking private detectives to pose as gas station attendants” as hold-ups are done at too many of their properties. Unique moments include Shemp breaking off part of a wooden table to use as a toothpick, or Shemp having a plate covering his butt to prevent a knife stabbing (long story) and that plate is then used to spontaneously hold a sandwich, olives, and potato chips that he randomly had on his person. That’s why I presumed “vaudeville” for those moments.

There are visual puns galore that increase once they go undercover at the gas station. There’s even wackiness when Shemp-yeah, he was a highlight here-grabs “Quick Action Popping Corn (Kernels)” instead of “Radiator Stop Leak,” leading to a particular madcap moment. This may not be anyone’s favorite yet many Stooge-a-holics probably find it to be charmingly amusing. The presence of many familiar names whether or not I’ve ever mentioned them before (Stanley Blystone, Nanette Bordeaux, Gene Roth, Emil Sitka, Blackie Whiteford, Joe Palma) was an additional asset.

A mutual leaving a positive comment concerning this series does give me more motivation to do these a little more often, despite how off-kilter my schedule’s been as of late. Already I am 2/3 through these shorts; I’ll miss it once that is finally completed.


Little Murders

Little Murders (1971)

Runtime: 108 minutes

Directed by: Alan Arkin

Starring: Elliott Gould, Marcia Rodd, Vincent Gardenia, Elizabeth Wilson, Jon Korkes

From: 20th Century Fox

What an acerbic, satirical look at life in 1970 NYC. Years ago I heard of the film; while YouTube is another way to view Little Murders, might as well support the Criterion Channel, which won’t stream the film in less than 24 hours after the posting of this review. Little Murders was a rare film directorial credit for actor Alan Arkin, although not the only feature film he did; more on that at the end.

Murders was another example of major Hollywood studios releasing outrageous, outré cinema around this time, soon after the abolishment of the Hays Code. While not shocking and controversial to the degree of A Clockwork Orange or The Devils, the movie still featured audio of what sounded like a hate crime outside the window of Marcia Rodd’s apartment. Turns out, thugs are beating up Elliott Gould, constantly calling him THAT homosexual slur, which is a word heard often throughout the picture. Gould is a cold, unemotional person who sometimes stares off into space as if he’s not always mentally present in this world.

Now, the first act is off-kilter. From there, the movie becomes incredibly dark, with pitch-black humor and several jaw-dropping moments. Certain demographics of the modern movie-watching universe stand a chance of loving Little Murders… there’s awkward humor, loud, kooky families, a nihilistic tone, an incredibly uncomfortable dinner, etc. Movies like this aren’t always my bag no matter the year of origin. However, this kooky picture did amuse me.

This was originally a stage production; some of the cast reprised their roles for the screen. It wasn’t a surprise to read that if the original script had been better, none other than GODARD would have been the director instead of Arkin, who directed stage productions himself. Others made comparisons to Luis Bunuel. The cast as a whole uniformly did a nice job, whether it be the names I knew (Doris Roberts, Vincent Gardenia) or those less familiar, like Jon Korkes and Elizabeth Wilson. Gordon Willis shot the movie; thus, it looked quite professional.

The most memorable scene involved Donald Sutherland’s cameo as a reverend; the soliloquy delivered by him which was quite the skewering and roasting of the institute of marriage was something else. Little Murders is one of those motion pictures which I could never recommend to someone outside a film community, is also the sort that I likely won’t watch again in full and the stage origins are obvious. At the same time, Murders managed to be a surprise, and that wasn’t meant as a negative. Again, it’s wild that a movie like this was released by 20th Century Fox.

They also released the only other feature film Arkin directed: 1977’s Fire Sale, an obscurity where a TV edit is on YouTube/The Internet Archive but you have to visit The Bowels of the Internet for the original cut. Hearsay tells me that film is even more divisive and more off-kilter; opinions from modern audiences (i.e. my fellow Letterboxd users) are sharply divided.

 


Sunday, June 29, 2025

Coogan's Bluff

Coogan’s Bluff (1968)

Runtime: 94 minutes

Directed by: Don Siegel

Starring: Clint Eastwood, Lee J. Cobb, Susan Clark, Tisha Sterling, Don Stroud

From: Universal

RIP Lalo Schifrin

Even if it wasn’t for him comprising an all-timer of a theme for Mission: Impossible that is just as famous now as ever due to a beloved movie franchise, I’d be a big fan of his work. Praise hasn’t always been given to film composers and scores I dig, even from others I rate highly, like Jerry Goldsmith. In terms of the late Argentinian, I did happen to praise the unforgettable work he did on everything from the legendary pictures like Dirty Harry and Enter the Dragon to relative obscurities such as The Hellstrom Chronicle, The Big Brawl and St. Ives.

I’ll say more about Schifrin (including two of his musical albums) at the end; a reason why Coogan’s Bluff was selected: it was a famous film that hasn’t been seen and will be gone from the Criterion Channel after Monday. Star Clint Eastwood and director Don Siegel further intrigued; without a doubt, the star, director and composer all did better—that doesn’t mean I did not think Bluff wasn’t a good time.

The titular Coogan was a loose cannon sheriff’s deputy in rural Arizona; he’s not Dirty Harry, as I’ll elaborate upon in a moment. He flies to New York City to extradite a prisoner back to his home state; Coogan refuses to wait for prisoner Don Stroud to be released from the prison hospital due to after-effects of a bad LSD trip. He defies Lee J. Cobb (portraying exactly the sort of police Lieutenant you’d expect), Coogan’s plan is bungled and now he needs to find Ringerman the prisoner in a totally alien city where everyone assumes he’s from Texas due to his clothing & hat and hippies are totally confounding to a country boy.

The movie has a measured pace and I know not everyone will appreciate the main women roles (from Susan Clark and Tisha Sterling) are merely conduits that our lead uses to find his quarry. This was the biggest difference between Coogan and Dirty Harry Callahan, although there are others. It has both casual and blatant misogyny emblematic of the late 60’s.

Be that as it may, I was amused by the 10 or so minutes spent w/ the wacky hippies, various NYC locales are used-not just Times Square or Queens-there is nice action when it is present and Schifrin’s score was a highlight. There’s some strumming guitar for the Arizona opening but the sonic palate expands and the varied score includes sitar-for the “counterculture” moments-flute, piano, organ, bongos… it was a treat for me.

Coogan’s Bluff was one I liked more than loved; that is no slight when the movie was still watchable, featured memorable moments, had a nice score. As for Schifrin, his dad saddened me more than my enjoyment of numerous soundtracks—he also released various albums. This is a subject that deserves a deeper dive; only some of his 70’s jazz fusion albums were heard. What I’ve heard was awesome, at least to my aural sensibilities. The 1977 Free Ride album, where he collaborated w/ the legendary jazz trumpeter Dizzy Gillespie, is full of bangers; so is his 1976 album Black Widow. His cover of the Theme from Jaws is an all-timer of a funk bomb. I recommend those for the (presumably) limited audience of those who will read this review.

Again, Rest in Peace Lalo Schifrin.

 

Saturday, June 28, 2025

Frozen

Yes, I finally have seen the 2013 cultural phenomenon, for a specific reason elaborated upon in my review. My family has always returned to Illinois; thus, my schedule should be back to normal now: 

Who am I to argue with my 3-year-old niece?

My sister (the one that lives in Illinois, not the one that I visit each December in Kansas) came down here w/ her beau and two young children on Saturday the 21st and flew back to Illinois halast night. Except for two days when they were away on the Atlantic Coast, all my time was w/ them. Everyone will agree that spending time with those little tykes was far more important than Letterboxd foolishness. 

The only Frozen property that had been seen by me before last night was parts of the sequel when they were viewing it on the Freeform channel (where it was sort of inscrutable) and that poorly-received Olaf’s Frozen Adventure, which was literally a 21-minute feature made for television but played before Coco for some reason; that really was inscrutable for me. Like millions of children in the preceding 12 years, my niece LOVES Frozen and Let It Go. My cute little nephew was At the conclusion of the review I’ll give a heartwarming reason why I finally viewed this cultural phenomenon.

There’s absolute no need for a plot recap by me; thus, I’ll say that Frozen was… fine. It’s totally not in my wheelhouse as a grumpy man in his mid-40’s and like in Olaf’s Frozen Adventure, there was no shortage of songs. Those points noted, the movie was inoffensive and right or wrong, was not decisive like at least some Disney releases since then, but let’s not open that can of worms. Let It Go wasn’t even the song I thought was “best” but the soundtrack wasn’t bad and overall, I much rather prefer all my nephews & niece view programming like this rather than those efforts full of crude humor or are just off-putting.

Olaf, though… that is a character sometimes best in small doses, despite being more than odious comic relief; it can be argued whether Josh Gad even has the most melodious-sounding voice—then again, I am a doofus, especially compared to him and all of his accomplishments. In any case, characters such as Anna, Kristoff, and Sven were all fun, amusing characters. Finally, the CG of course was stunning.

While there are no plans to tackle the sequel, this reminded me that family entertainment isn’t always so dire. As for my sister & her family’s time in Florida, everyone had a swell time. The most noteworthy day was Wednesday; we were at Walt Disney World’s Epcot for… 12 hours! Even for me that was insane; all things considered, everyone handled that better than expected. There was some anger, tears, concerns about dehydration… and that was just me! But seriously, the day wasn’t a disaster as it could have been.

The niece wasn’t able to go on every ride; her favorite was Frozen Ever After, in the Norway pavilion. I wish it wouldn’t have replaced the old Maelstrom boat ride as that was awesome. However, to the niece she went bananas at seeing Elsa and hearing Let It Go. Both that and her sheer joy at viewing the fireworks show at the end of the night (Luminous: The Symphony of Us) warmed even my cold heart; that became an unforgettable memory.

 

Tuesday, June 24, 2025

The Shootist

The Shootist (1976)

Runtime: 100 minutes

Directed by: Don Siegel

Starring: The Duke, Lauren Bacall, Ron Howard, many others in small roles

From: Paramount

Today was another day to clear space on the DVR. This was a recording made off of TCM this past September (! It’s not even the oldest recording I have on there) so a viewing was long overdue. There was time to see a feature-length film as my family here on vacation is somewhere else until shortly after this review is posted. Otherwise, I’ll be busy w/ them until Friday afternoon, presumably having plenty of fun.

Not a “fun” film but rather a serious Western concerning death & mortality, The Shootist proved to be an unintended yet fitting end to John Wayne’s legendary career—not to mention a swansong to the traditional Western of old. I noticed the similarities to the 1950 film The Gunfighter, a role that Wayne turned down. Both demonstrated that the life of an infamous gunfighter in the Wild West wasn’t as enjoyable as the novels or films would portray. In this case, he is told by his doctor pal Jimmy Stewart that he has an advanced form of cancer, his live expectancy measured in a matter of weeks or perhaps even days.

The focus is on J.B. Books and how he wishes for a quiet, peaceful death in Carson City but news of his arrival spread like wildfire. He was a famous badass who killed 30 people but the town’s opinion is a mix of adulation, trepidation, anger, and the desire to kill a mythical figure. He stays at the lodgings of widow Lauren Bacall and her teenage son Ron Howard; those relationships are complicated. Those three actors also delivered the best performances-which was critical as the main character had the most and most critical interactions w/ them.

The chilly late January setting in Nevada seemed apt for the tenor of this tale. I was happy to view yet another 70’s picture w/ plenty of familiar faces: Richard Boone, Hugh O’Brian, John Carradine, Harry Morgan, Bill McKinney, Scatman Crothers, the aforementioned names, etc. However, Wayne was clearly the highlight; to reiterate, this was a fitting capper to the career of a legend. What a bitter irony that Wayne himself (who suffered from cancer himself) would pass away due to the disease in 1979.


Sunday, June 22, 2025

Self Made Maids

(Short # 124 in Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk: The Columbia Shorts of The Three Stooges)

An update: my sister, beau, and two young children (6 & 3 years old) arrived in Florida early yesterday afternoon; I was busy with them ever since. Today was Gatorland in Kissimmee; the moments involving alligators in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom were filmed there. I am just exhausted now; they will be on their own Monday and Tuesday doing other things, thus I’ll get a respite. Now, onto the review…

Those that wanted to see Moe, Larry, & Shemp dressed like women for an entire short, this is your treat. As the opening proclaims, every part of Maids (aside from the stand-ins needed on a few occasions) is played by one of the trio. Besides themselves, they are women named Moella, Larraine, and my favorite name, SHEMPETTA. Their boyfriends are Moe, Larry, & Shemp, who are all artists.

After a portrait sitting gone wrong, they become engage to each other. Unfortunately for the boys, the father of the girls-also portrayed by Moe-is against the engagements. Now, I can admit that this is rather juvenile at times and there’s an obvious instance of a line spoken by a character when his lips weren’t moving. Otherwise, IMO it doesn’t deserve the harsh reputation it has among some Stooge fans. They really don’t like Maids.

Me, I can say that there were enough chuckles for me to be satisfied, including random cutaway gags and a Jimmy Durante impersonation by Larry. There’s plenty of characters running around, and someone being “tortured” by… having their feet tickled! My proclamations of “juvenile!” weren’t unfounded. That said, this was harmless and at least was fun in part due to movie magic and a decent gimmick built around a unique gimmick… which the Stooges would do later in the 50’s but I’ll discuss that then.


Friday, June 20, 2025

Rome, Open City

Rome, Open City (Roma, Citta Aperta) (1945)

Runtime: 103 minutes

Directed by: Roberto Rossellini

Starring: Anna Magnani, Aldo Fabrizi, Marcello Pagliero, Vito Annichiarico, Nando Bruno

From: Excelsa Film

Three notes to begin this review:

* Starting tomorrow, my posting on Letterboxd will be more erratic, and when I do it may be a lack of feature film reviews. One of my two sisters is visiting for the week with her family; it was sort of a last-minute deal.

* Someone who isn’t even a Letterboxd mutual commented on my Journey to Italy review posted late in ’23 that I should at least give this a shot. I wasn’t a fan of Italy, to the point of brushing off giving the director a second chance. As the plot of Rome was from all appearances more to my tastes anyhow…

* The plot needs a real-life explanation. During World War II, Italy was of course aligned with Nazi Germany and Japan… until Mussolini was ousted in July, 1943 and a treaty with the Allies was signed. Germany then invaded, staying for less than a year but later resulting in a civil war when then in 1946 resulted in the Kingdom of Italy being abolished and the formation of the Italian Republic.

That backstory was necessary as the setting of Open City was Italy when it was occupied by Nazi Germany; in addition, they are in league w/ Italian Fascists. Various characters are followed, although the focus is on Don Pietro Pellegrini-a priest based on real-life priest Don Pietro Morosini-and Pina, the gal of a key Resistance fighter. The conflict is those two, their interactions w/ Resistance leader Luigi Ferraris, and the Gestapo’s attempt to locate Ferraris.

The film was shot under perilous conditions in Rome, filled w/ many non-actors. This resulted in a naturalistic feel as both adults and children react differently to the occupation. Even kids are used to plant bombs, for example. A key detail is that people attempt to lead normal lives under the occupation that seems never-ending; this includes an upcoming wedding. It’s a quality story, co-written by Fellini. As said too often over the years, the movie still feels relevant today.

The movie’s also haunting, especially the conclusion. Open City is anchored by the great performances from two of the professional actors, Aldo Fabrizi and Anna Magnani. This was a worthwhile recommendation and should be of interest to those interested in 40’s World Cinema. Who knows if I’ll view any more Roberto Rossellini; there’s plenty of directors that still need viewing and others that should have more of their filmography viewed. However, this was better than Journey to Italy, for certain.


Two More Shemp Shorts

Dopey Dicks: 

(Short # 122 in Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk: The Columbia Shorts of The Three Stooges)

“Detectives” is the usage of “dicks” in this case; that explanation is needed ¾ of a century after the fact. The first few minutes, this appeared to be a takeoff of a film noir detective picture. The Stooges are janitors at the building where Sam Shovel does business. Moe and Shemp are out of uniform so when Christine McIntyre runs into Sam’s room, she believes they are detectives. She leaves an address for a mansion (on Mortuary Lane) before being kidnapped by a mad scientist.

The rest is horror-flavored as the scientist and his butler are looking for a human head for his “mechanical men.” That’s right, robots. They are soon on the run from the duo as the house is full of secret passageways so there’s plenty of entertainment, the Stooges frightened out of their wits & puns as they attempt to avoid Professor Potter and his trick table which features a hole in the middle and a giant cleaver.

There are gags later used in The Addams Family, other amusing props, and quite the villainous turn from Phil Van Zandt as Potter. As there’s a great gag for a conclusion, Dopey Dicks is a very good time.

Love at First Bite: 

(Short # 123 in Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk: The Columbia Shorts of The Three Stooges)

Featuring bubblegum, spaghetti, marriage, and a Weeble Wobble sort of effect. Aside from flashbacks where the soldier Stooges met their brides-to-be in Italy, Austria, and France, the setting is one large room. The future wives are all traveling over on a boat from Europe; there are struggles decorating that include a horseshoe over the door falling on Larry, Shemp leaving chewed bubblegum all over the place, and the usual buffoonery where they slap each other.

There are plenty of new gags and laughs to be had; that includes the trio chugging an entire mug of… Old Panther Whiskey! They are appropriately sloshed; like most drunks, they are argumentative w/ each other. Moe and Shemp have a beef, and the former believes he killed the latter! Via the logic of heavily intoxicated men, Moe & Larry put Shemp’s feet in a cauldron and fill it w/ cement.

This creates the Weeble Wobble effect once they all woke up. While not the best from this trio, Love at First Bite was still sufficiently amusing.


Thursday, June 19, 2025

Lone Wolf & Cub: White Heaven in Hell

Lone Wolf & Cub: White Heaven in Hell (Kozure Okami: Jigoku E Ikuzo! Daigoro) (1974)

Runtime: 83 minutes

Directed by: Yoshiyuki Kuroda

Starring: Tomisaburo Wakayama, Akihiro Tomikawa, Junko Hitomi, Goro Mutsumi, Daigo Kusano

From: Toho

I FINALLY watched all the films in the franchise box set that Criterion released back in 2016. That is the six movies Toho made plus the awesome American edit known as Shogun Assassin. To copy and paste what I wrote during the review for the fifth movie back in late 2023:

“Back in ’16 I purchased the Criterion set that was a new release at the time from Amazon because they made a mistake and listed it for I believe 40 bucks when it should have been 100. I jumped on that and thankfully they honored that price, which was fixed by the time the set was received. Slowly, the first four movies plus Shogun Assassin were reviewed; for no good reason, the last two films never got watched. I really enjoyed all of them, so about darn time, right?”

Well, there was a further delay but now they’ve all been reviewed and sometime next week a list will be posted of all those reviews; most were written when I had far fewer followers than I do now. This finale is solely devoted to the conflict in the first film: Ogami Itto has final standoffs against the Yagyu Clan, i.e. the SOB’s that murdered his wife. For those unaware, the series has Itto as a samurai badass who wanders feudal Japan w/ his baby (then toddler) son Daigoro in a wooden baby cart which I’ll say is pimped out as it features a multitude of weapons.

The final film isn’t my favorite in the franchise. There’s supernatural nonsense involving people who can burrow through the ground-the climatic final showdown is absurd, although at least unforgettable due to its snowy backdrop and the unexpected detail that there’d be dozens of foes skiing. There’s also some horror elements that at least felt fresh, along with other interesting locations beside the snowy landscape.

Otherwise, White Heaven in Hell was largely what I expected, including the visceral violence where people are stuck in the top of the head with daggers and more than once, blood literally sprays out of a body. The pacing wasn’t the quickest in the franchise, but alas. At least there’s a nice score that at times is rather funky; good on you, Kunihiko Murai.

That purchase of the box set was a wise one; it has and will be used as something to put on for background noise or to see specific bloodletting. The second (Baby Cart at the River Styx) is the best but all are well worth seeing.


Wednesday, June 18, 2025

Framed

Framed (1975)

Runtime: 106 minutes

Directed by: Phil Karlson

Starring: Joe Don Baker (RIP), Conny Van Dyke, plenty of character actors

From: Paramount

A belated RIP to Joe Don Baker

It was a cosmic coincidence that in month preceding his death I saw two movies featuring Baker: one of his most famous roles as Buford Pusser in the original Walking Tall and his small role in Congo. The latter was an OOT performance-then again, it was an OOT character who literally cared more about diamonds than the life of his own son. While only viewing a small amount of his filmography, there’s never been an issue w/ any of his performances with the wide variety of characters he portrayed. 

Two vastly different parts in the Bond universe, a badass real-life sheriff, a sadistic hitman named Molly, or in this case, a nightclub owner and gambler (Ron Lewis) who is in fact framed for murder who seeks revenge after parole… he could do that all well as a large, imposing figure who could portray more than such figures on screen. Framed also had a stunt that achieved some note of notoriety on Twitter over the years—as in, it’s amazing that the stuntman didn’t pass away, but more on that at the end. This not only reunited the star and director of Walking Tall, it was the last film of Phil Karlson.

It's a tough story where Lewis experiences success one night playing cards, and then that’s when things went to Hades. Law enforcement in Framed was presented as “incredibly corrupt;” insert your own comments if you wish. Now, a sexual assault occurs and many now won’t like that. I hadn’t seen Conny Van Dyke-a singer IRL-in anything before but she did a fine job as the singer girlfriend of Ron even if her role required that assault.

Otherwise, this had plenty for me to love: plenty of familiar character actor faces (John Marley, Brock Peters, Hard Boiled Haggerty, Red West, Hoke Howell, William J. Ketterling), a great brawl in a garage that is potent due to realism, and a serious monologue that Lewis delivers to… a cockroach while in solitary. The setup and time in prison were compelling, but the revenge-it was indeed sweet, sweet revenge. Framed takes its time yet I never felt a second of boredom; the general 70’s milieu and a nice score from Patrick Williams helped in that regard. 

For those that favor gritty 70’s revenge pictures, Framed is well worth a shot. Furthermore, those that love big stunts which almost went awry… it can be found on both Twitter and YouTube. The moment in question is a train colliding with an automobile; the stuntman portraying Baker rolls out of the way as the explosives in the back of the vehicle cause a huge eruption of flame & smoke. From the camera angle, the flames were either bigger than expected or he rolled out too late as it appeared to be a huge stroke of luck that this stuntman was not immolated and either survived w/ burns all over their body a la Kane Hodder or passed away. As that person wasn’t hurt, everyone can marvel at how good the stunt looked. 

Also, this was a nice way to pay tribute to the sort of actor we need more of in these modern times.


Dangerous Animals

Dangerous Animals (2025)

84% on Rotten Tomatoes (out of 132 reviews)

Runtime: 93 minutes

Directed by: Sean Byrne

Starring: Hassie Harrison, Jai Courtney, Josh Hueston, Ella Newton, Rob Carlton

From: A number of different companies

“Jai Courtney was the best part of the film” was not on my 2025 Bingo card of phrases that would be said concerning cinema. I don't have much memory of him in either Honest Thief or Alita: Battle Angel-meaning that he must have been fine-but wow, was that alleged Die Hard film atrocious and nothing he did elevated the heinousness. In addition, this is my first Sean Byrne picture; one day The Loved Ones and/or The Devil's Candy will be tackled; the former has been described as “depraved” so that's a reason the trigger hasn't been pulled yet.

Dangerous Animals has some gross-out moments and the sight of Courtney in his briefs & robe dancing to classic Aussie rock... otherwise this is relatively mainstream, albeit with quite the wacky hook. Jai portrays Tucker, a serial killer—who films his victims w/ a VHS camcorder and murders them via feeding them to sharks! His luck changes when he kidnaps an American living The Van Life named... ZEPHYR. Chuckles were had as while not an impossible name to have, it's still quite rare.

There were some moments that were scoffed at as much of this was Zephyr's repeated attempts to escape captivity on the boat. The sharks thankfully weren't portrayed as evil incarnate and this did have several assets. Courtney was the highlight, although Hassie Harrison and Josh Hueston were both good as Zephyr and her friend Moses. There were tense scenes and the film overall had a decent score along w/ a soundtrack I dug. It was nice to hear old songs I knew and even a few that were unfamiliar to me, such as the aforementioned classic Aussie rock. Shout-out to the blues-rock era of Fleetwood Mac, CCR, and the tune Evie, from Stevie Wright.

It's a movie you might like once it appears on Shudder later in the year. I was happy to support independent cinema along w/ something that is great in the field of “modern shark movies.” I know most of those are direct to TV/streaming/disc atrocities best left avoided.


Tuesday, June 17, 2025

Hugs and Mugs

(Short # 121 in Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk: The Columbia Shorts of The Three Stooges)

Owners of storage units selling abandoned units did not star with the advent of Storage Wars. I knew that already, but this was proven in Hugs and Mugs. After a needed day off from posting any sort of review, it was nice to watch this short then a feature film yesterday.

Series regular Christine McIntyre, Nanette Bordeaux (the first of a few appearances she made) and Kathleen O’Malley (her only appearance in the Stooge world… although she acted for decades and was in everything from John Ford’s Wagon Master to the Chris Farley Black Sheep and many random television shows in between) are dames just released from prison whom hid a pearl necklace in a warehouse but Emil Sitka just sold it to the Stooges, whose blue-collar job this time was “upholsters.” 

They used their feminine charms to distract the boys as McIntyre attempted to find the necklace. Then, the hoodlums who they stole it from also discover its location… there’s some quality physical comedy, funny lines, and the amusement of the faux seduction. All three ladies excelled in their roles and the final few minutes were a hoot; a hot iron was used to great effect. Thus, this was… sew good.


Monday, June 16, 2025

Imitation of Life (The 1959 Version)

Imitation of Life (1959)

Runtime: 125 minutes

Directed by: Douglas Sirk

Starring: Lana Turner, Juanita Moore, John Gavin, Sandra Dee, Susan Kohner

From: Universal

It was time for me to see the last Douglas Sirk film. It was just the past few years that any of his work had been viewed; most were melodramatic but all were a swell time. TCM played this last night as co-host Brian Tyree Henry selected the film; would you believe that his older sisters introduced him to Life when he was like 6 years old? Surprising yet true. Also true: a relative of a Letterboxd mutual has a supporting role. I won’t give specifics-of course, that had no bearing on my review.

Note that the 1934 version starring Claudette Colbert hasn’t been tackled by me; henceforth, comparisons can’t be made. A statement that can be made: this was melodrama; no wonder it had that director. As Lana Turner becomes a Broadway star, her friendship with Black Juanita Moore is shown. Moore takes care of both her and Turner’s daughter, who are of similar ages. The drama is that Moore’s daughter is mixed-race but has skin of a shade that most believe she is white.

For a number of reasons, Sarah Jane does not want to be seen as Black. I am a dumb white guy so of course I can’t speak on this topic with any sort of authority… I have heard this topic is still pertinent in modern times. The subject is serious & deep-the film treats it as such; the first 50 or so minutes is when the girls were around the age of 7, and the rest is when they’re 18… as children, Sarah Jane pretends she’s white to avoid bullying at school—in the teenage era, prejudice is still present. There’s drama between the two moms and two daughters; the specifics won’t be spoiled.

It was a fascinating watch for the two hour plus runtime. The cast does a swell job; Turner and Moore are unforgettable, but so are John Gavin, Sandra Dee, Susan Kohner, Robert Alda, Dan O’Herilhy, etc. Kohner portrays the teenage Sarah Jane; while mixed race, she was IRL white and Hispanic. Not ideal, although at least she delivered a quality performance. The visual aesthetic was also great; the final act was a great culmination of the film as this was a nice culmination of Sirk’s career.

In addition, what a performance from gospel legend Mahalia Jackson in the finale; it was the final act and the emotions it stirred which is why it deserves such a high rating.