Thursday, July 27, 2006
Review – Beyond the Wall of Sleep
Saturday, July 22, 2006
Review – Chocolat
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Review – The Weather Underground
Aside from the annoying soundtrack music, this is a solid documentary about the white, upper-class end of leftist political violence in America in the late 60s and early 70s. Unfortunately – though perhaps accurately – the frivolous nature of the Weathermen comes out strongly from the early hippie days right on through the petering-out of the movement at the end of the Vietnam War; typical of the naiveté was the decision to avoid bombings that kill people only after some members of the group were killed by one of their own bombs. There are interesting things going on at the periphery of the narrative (particularly the parallel history of the Black Panthers), but the Weathermen themselves just didn’t turn out to be all that interesting. Mildly amusing
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Review – The Night Strangler
It worked the first time. Let’s try it again. This is The Night Stalker moved from Nevada to the Pacific Northwest. The killer is a strange twist on the vampire theme, but otherwise all the elements of the original are right here where we left them. The only noteworthy addition is an exploration of the strange underground city beneath the streets of Seattle (a backdrop I still recall from the first time watching this movie on late night TV when I was a kid). Oh, and the supporting cast features some familiar faces, so keep an eye out. Mildly amusing
Review – The Night Stalker
Though the series spawned by this production turned out to be a somewhat uneven set, the original is immense fun. It’s a parade of clichés: the wild-eyed, crusading reporter, the hard-nosed editor, the arrogant bureaucrats, and of course the dark, European vampire. But the old saws are stuck together in ways that make some fresh cuts (or at least fresh by 1973 standards). Darren McGavin stars in one of the two roles that made him famous (the other of course being the dad in A Christmas Story). Muckraker Carl Kolchak bucks the system in order to prove that a string of murders in Las Vegas are the work of something more sinister than a garden-variety serial killer. Some of the scenes are nice and spooky in an early 70s sort of way, something I might like a bit more than I should because in the early 70s I was just the right age to be spooked by stuff like this. Mildly amusing