Movies that are slightly off.
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, AKA The Winged Serpent is a Horror movie without match. The story about a petty thief, a detective, a mytical monster and ritualistic killer comes together fantastically in this highly entertaining monster flick, which differs from any other monster movies out there, exactly because it explores the human characters even more than the creature itself. Also filled with great sequences of people being grabbed from top of buildings and constantly intertwined by beautiful takes of New York City as seen from above, Q is a must see, one of the many pieces that only the 80s could have created.
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…
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…
turns out greed and a lust for power were the real winged serpents of this story.
I don't know what it is that made this so watchable. It's cheap, sloppy, and rather underwhelming. But the movie doesn't seem to care about any of that, simply revelling in its general off-kilterness. Plus it has Michael Moriarty showing his range once again.
"You dragged me all the way up here, so I can watch you do push-ups."
I love that instead of calling for backup after they kill the priest, David Carradine just puts the "In Need of Room Service" hanger on the hotel door. Hope that hotel employee got some hazard pay!!
This is a movie about David Carradine and Richard Roundtree as New York City detectives investigating a series of killings by a Quetzalcoatl
How is this not the highest grossing movie of all time
PS Michael Moriarty fucking rules in this movie
Was a Larry Cohen marathon for me this week. My favorite monster films as a kid were always stop-motion animation ones and this was one I finally saw. Two stories collide with a street hustler played by Moriarty and a cop (played by Carradine) on the trail of a mysterious flying monster to make this one weird film. The beast takes a back seat much of the time to the egg in the nest drama and the Moriarty character trying to hustle his way into a money making deal with the cops. Lots of quick flashes of people getting snagged or their heads bit off (and one in your face topless scene) but Q and his voodoo incited self only…
pretty muddled execution of its initial promise to portray NYC cops as useless and corrupt – there’s some pretty excellent use of aerial shots early on that suggest this creature’s unconditional power over any sort of state-empowered force – mostly due to its devolution into pretty standardly weightless, surprisingly dull genre fare.
David Carradine has a willful disregard for proper police procedure when dealing with ancient cults and the winged god monsters they worship.
Finally watched the bluray. My love for this flick has grown over the years and now it's one of my favorite Cohen flicks for sure. So much fun. Plus Michael Moriarty should be in every movie ever. I could watch him read the phone book.
Sometimes you just have to rate a film on its pure entertainment value. I'm now totally on board with Larry Cohen: his completely baffling dialogue that crackles and sparkles, his penchant for odd method acting style protagonists, his sense of humour, the sheer joy in every frame of this movie. Q is an amazing movie, not because it's well made (it's joyously amateur in places), but because it just wants to entertain you.
This would make a good pairing with News from Home, the 1977 essay-film from Chantal Akerman. Not because of the subject matter or even the execution, but because both are incredible time capsules of a New York that doesn't exist any more. For much of Q, I…
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