Been out of the loop for a bit, but still watching movies. Here’s a rundown.
Winter Kills. 70s paranoid conspiracy thriller-comedy (same novel writer as
The Manchurian Candidate). I don’t think it works but it’s definitely interesting. John Huston in particular is bonkers. Thinly veiled JFK parallel. So thin it’s translucent. Slight recommendation if any of these words are in your normal interests.
Evils of the Night and
Firecracker. Did a double-header of 80s crap. (Thanks for the tip on the former
@Violenza Domestica). Sci-fi horror with the first. Lady kung-fu with the second (the heroine’s clothing is not very well made). Good quality garbage. I wouldn’t want to spoil any surprises.
Rocketman. Not good. BUT I hate most biopics, especially musician ones (
Walk the Line, Ray, Bohemian Rhapsody). This one at least has the good sense to just steer fully into jukebox musical mode. The subjects aren’t actually that compelling. All anyone really wants is the music, the ability to say “OOOOH, I like this song” and the adjoining weird kick of seeing famous people basically karaoke. This at least just shuts up and plays the hits while not spending too much time patting itself on the back.
The Lady from Shanghai. A fun enough twisty noir, but the court-bound third part is a drag and Welles’ Irish brogue kinda drove me nuts. Hayworth and Everette Sloan are great though and the hall of mirrors finale earns its place in film history.
Under the Sun of Satan. The atmosphere is thick and memorable. Heavy Catholic guilt and religious questioning yarns never resonate with me much though so I feel a tad out of step with its good reputation.
California Split. Early Altman gambling tale. A pair of likable lowlifes spend time bouncing from bet to bet. Elliot Gould is aces and I even tolerated George Segal, who I tend to not care much for. The opening is a great slice of vintage Altman. And the rest of the movie keeps up. Maybe not his top tier, but solidly in the second.
The Vast of Night. A rare recent flick made its way into my viewing. A tight little lo-fi sci-fi flick. Heavy on talk and character and mystery. I was on its frequency though for the most part and liked the two main performances. Curious to see more from all involved.
Celine and Julie Go Boating. This has been on my want list for a while. A slew of directors I like have cited it as a favorite or influence. I finally watched it and man ... I was disappointed. It might be me more than it. I had to break it up into two sittings rather than watching straight through. I only have a passing Alice in Wonderland knowledge so many of the allusions likely skipped past me. I found it kinda tedious. Wasn’t charmed by the parts that I think were meant to be charming.
Invasion USA. Christmas terrorism years before Die Hard. Chuck Norris vs. off-brand Rutger Hauer. A plot that if you squint isn’t irrelevant today. Names may change. It’s ridiculous trash. I’m not sure Norris is capable of saying more than two lines of dialogue in a row.