Not sure how this came about. I'm guessing they had this screenplay lying around over at Sean S. Cunningham's production company offices and, when House was a sleeper hit, they rushed it into production so it could come out within a year and - whatever it may have been called initially - they slapped on the title "House II" and called it a day.
I suppose the idea is this is the franchise built up of "horror movies" (more on…
Sean Connery followed his Untouchables triumph with this engaging programmer in which he basically plays the same character... A tough as nails veteran officer who is partnered with a young whippersnapper and they bring down some shady bad guys.
The bad guys are not Al Capone or flashy gangsters. They are simply anonymous, faceless assholes dressed in slick, pricey suits. And, for some, the fact the plot doesn't really amount to a hill of beans might be a disappointment.
There is a line to cross... When "Cheesy Eighties Nonsense" is simply nonsense. It's a line this inexplicably "classic" film straddles during its entire running time.
I suppose it helps if you look at it like The Big Chill for 25-year-old 1985 cokeheads. In that sense, it's almost a fascinating historical document. But I'm really not sure what co-writer/director Joel Schumacher was thinking here. What his point was or what he was trying to say.
Are these shallow, borderline psychopathic…
Nothing more and nothing less than an entire Film School course, compressed into sixteen hours. Pedantic professor included.
Mark Cousins' heavily researched, richly detailed documentary certainly shows a lot of affection for its subject. And I think hardcore film buffs will definitely appreciate how he casts a wide net...placing great emphasis on world cinema and its international appeal as well as impact and influence.
It takes a little getting used to though. A little growing into... Some may be captivated…
There's not much you can say about a goofy 80s horror comedy, starring William Katt in his one and only starring role in a theatrical feature film; that blends haunted house spookery with goofy slapstick, has a soundtrack of cheesy Harry Manfredini music combined with some choice selections from the Phil Spector wall of sound, and features monsters that seem to have been created by Jim Henson's Creature Shop...all of it contextualized within the 'Nam PTSD usually reserved for action…
More like The Punisher, really... In which Denzel Washington makes it his mission to -- very PAINFULLY and COMPLETELY -- um... DECIMATE the Russian mob. Um... In its ENTIRETY... After Chloe Grace Moretz gets slapped around.
DON'T SLAP CHLOE GRACE MORETZ... And GOD HELP YOU IF SHE ENDS UP IN THE HOSPITAL should be the tagline for this film.
This extremely entertaining film.
Antoine Fuqua has updated the cult 80s show as a flashy comic book movie in…
Familiarity has dulled the edge on this particular American classic. And so it is most likely not as potent as it once was. Though it does have potent imagery and, as a standard survival adventure, it still works.
How much enjoyment you get out of it depends on how invested you are in the main characters and their plight. In 1972, I suppose Jon Voight, Burt Reynolds, Ned Beatty and Ronny Cox were about as general a representation of the…
If you're a fan of Lynch and Nicolas Roeg, as I am, then you'll find quite a bit to chew on in this severely intriguing little curio. But if your bag is crisp, energetic thrillers; with concise answers to clear questions and a tidy resolution, you might want to steer clear.
In any case, most people are bound to find this film pretentious as hell because - let's face facts - it fucking is.
Adapted from Jose Saramango's novel The…
Don't let anyone tell you what it's about. In other words, don't talk about it. Just go and see it.
Not because it's predicated on some snazzy twist ending, or because there is some amazing reveal that Rosamund Pike is actually a guy or anything like that. Just because the pleasure of watching this film unfold comes with how it plays with your perception of what's happening on screen.
And no one is going to tell you that. They're going…
I'm not sure what Jeremy Snead set out to do with this... Is it a digestible cliff's notes overview on the cultural impact of video games? Or does it aspire to something more?
In any case, there's not much you can really get out of it outside very general terms because it's a bit all over the place. I mean, sure it's cute and everything to see Wil Wheaton and Donald Faison and Max Landis sit around and talk about…
Can good performances elevate a shit film?
And so, I present for your consideration this barely released and mostly unheard of little chiller from a couple of years ago that can answer that question with a resounding "maybe."
Because, all things considered, the first hour of this is kind of intriguing. It is during the film's second hour - as things eventually sink into a river of spiritual gobbledygook - that the eyes ever so assuredly begin to roll.
Anthologies tend to be a mixed bag... And this one is no exception. Mainly because the project was originally intended as a series for Showtime to compete with HBO's Tales From the Crypt.
Had that happened, we might have had an interesting precursor to Masters Of Horror... With up and comers, plus the occasional heavyweight genre master bringing us 25-minute tales of gore every week for a couple of years.
Might have worked. Who knows?
Since they didn't go to…