A lot of people have made a "Top 100 Favorite Horror Films" list but that's physically impossible for me. If…
Its name is Quetzalcoatl. Just call it Q. That's all you'll have time to say before it tears you apart!
New York police are bemused by reports of a giant flying lizard that has been spotted around the rooftops of New York, until the lizard starts to eat people. An out-of-work ex-con is the only person who knows the location of the monster's nest and is determined to turn the knowledge to his advantage, but will his gamble pay off or will he end up as lizard food?
Larry and I go way back... Bone, fuck yes. Yaphet Kotto is amazing. Black Caesar and Hell Up in Harlem, check. Its Alive and God Told Me To <nods head>.
In Q: The Winged Serpent, Larry gives me everything I could want: I've got Michael Moriarty acting like his fucking life depended on it. I've got mayhem on the streets of NYC. I've got a female FLYING SERPENT eating the shit out of people. What more could a girl ask for?
Oh wait, this movie has Ron "The Penguin" Cey from my beloved 70s Dodgers. Thank you, Larry. No, really, thank you.
I had always wanted to watch a movie about a dragon that likes to decapitate perverted window-washers and steal topless women from desolate rooftops, so the fact that Q: The Winged Serpent even exists is like a dream come true for me. Mr. Cohen, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
Q is one of those movies that is really hard to take the piss out of, because it does plenty of that on its own. I could come up with plenty of complaints or mockeries, but Q always seems one step ahead of me, laughing and doing a dance, so in the end I really don't have much choice but to turn down my brain and giggle along with it. Set in New York City, Q tells the story of an ancient winged reptile reborn and hunting the rooftops of the Big Apple, and the petty crook and cops who must stop it.
There is a lot to love about Q, first and foremost the very concept, which takes the…
Only in Q will you witness Michael Moriarty as the hard-drinking, wife-beating, piano-aspiring, incompetently jovial two-bit petty criminal Jimmy Quinn come face to face with the Aztec serpent Quetzalcoatl who is summoned through a ritual sacrifice to terrorize New York City. It is this merging of stories, the delusional thief and the bird beast, that makes Q such a delightfully absurd experience. Larry Cohen shot the film entirely on location, including all the way at the top of the Chrysler building, inside and out, machine guns blazing. New York circa '82 has never felt more suited for a monster fracas and by the time Quetzalcoatl is chucking dudes from atop the Chrysler who then turn into stop motion dummies as they tumble, I'm in unabashed love.
Eat 'em! Eat 'em! Crunch crunch!
Larry Cohen you magnificent bastard. The story goes that Cohen was fired from the production of I, the Jury and not wanting his New York hotel room to be money wasted hired actors and wrote a shooting script in six days. What he managed to pull off in such a short time feels like a Ray Harryhausen film with better acting set in contemporary New York City.
Now Quetzalcoatl (the "monster" and what the Q in the title stands for) might be brought to life using slightly similar stop-motion techniques as Harryhausen, but doesn't come close to the same charm as his famous monsters however that's where the acting and great cast…
Michael Moriarty's manic, weasley, jazz piano-playing, ex-junkie, two-bit petty criminal is the greatest performance in an 80's B-horror film. There I said it, and I'm not even going to apologize to Bruce Campbell. Moriarty's Jimmy Quinn is the heart of this film, and he is turned loose in early 80's NYC, teamed up with Caine, Shaft, and a giant stop-motion pterodactyl-ish monster, and filmed in gritty 70's crime show style. A fun mix of scenery chewing, silly decapitations, cheesy effects and nostalgia inducing footage of Manhattan.
So bad it's good. Films like this are so much better when you get the sense that all involved were genuinely trying to make a great film, but somehow it all collapsed in precisely the way Apocalypse Now didn't. The character of Quinn adds some spice to an otherwise formulaic story, to say nothing of Moriarty's awesomely crazy performance in which he seems to be ad-libbing entire plot-points to the chagrin of the other actors.
So bad, it's good.
Nice monster movie ! And the poster is fantastically cool.
There really is no one like Larry Cohen. This is not a great well-made film, not as horror or comedy, but it's nonetheless a remarkable film because it makes a hundred weird choices and has them dovetail into the one truly superlative aspect of the film: Michael Moriarty.
The screen crackles every second he's on it because he feels truly unpredictable in a way that few actors ever have. Will he overact this scene or underact it? Will he be emotionally present or will he get that weird bug-eyed look and stare into the middle distance as he speaks his dialogue to no one in particular?
Moriarty's energy, and what it does for the film, serves as a great example…
First time watch. Fantastic. Michael Moriarty plays an odious little c**t that I just ended up loving. NOBODY shoots New York like this anymore.
Director Larry Cohen hits a home run here. Aztec winged serpent in New York. The two cops on it are Caine & Shaft! That damn bird doesn't have a chance. Michael Moriarty plays a small time criminal that has info on Q's nest. Pay attention because there are a ton of really funny jokes. Special effects (green screen troubles) don't hold up toward the final act. Who cares! It's a really fun movie. Moriarty should of got an Oscar!
wikipedia: "Roger Ebert gave the film 2 and 1/2 stars in his original review but was bursting with praise for Moriarty's performance. He relates the anecdote that, when movie reviewer Rex Reed met Q 's producer, Samuel Z. Arkoff, Reed told him "What a surprise! All that dreck—and right in the middle of it, a great Method performance by Michael Moriarty!" Arkoff replied "The dreck was my idea.""
An excellent crime drama that gets a bit sidetracked by a winged stop-motion serpent. Could do with more Roundtree.
It's like Michael Moriarty and David Carradine had no idea they were in a horror/fantasy movie.
More than 1100 movies of pure 80's horror.