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?
I am not entirely sure how I could forget Jimmy Quinn in a list I made of my 25 Favorite Characters, because Michael Moriarty is at his very best as the ex-con loser whose education came from the streets and warped moral code was developed after a lifetime of being fucked over.
"I've seen this bitch in action."
Q has everything I could ever ask for, no extras paid to look like unnatural background filler as they check their watches on cue and stop at crosswalks in a robotic synchronization, in the Larry Cohen style of guerilla filmmaking, you're going to be served up actual pedestrians, regular people persevered on film in their natural state, providing a slice of real…
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.
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.
Great central performance by Moriarty and a quirky plot can't quite keep this film afloat.
I know this film is about a prehistoric beast terrorising New York but the rest of the plot is rather far-fetched. Even by the movie's standards.
The finale raid seems inspired by Gordon Douglas's THEM and there's also a SADIE THOMPSON s/o in Moriarty's apartment. Pretty excellent monster movie that hearkens back to when that implied detectives (Carradine's great here), defense forces, and people being thrown around like rag dolls by clay figures--most beautifully here, flung bodies are superimposed against the cityscape, flailing into hell itself. But also, more atheism! "Piss on your shit prayer"
I wish this movie had kept the same exploitation frenzy we get in the first 10-15 minutes. But even though the film blew its load too quickly, there's a ton to enjoy with this creature feature. Most of all, Quetzalcoatl straight up wastes a bunch of New Yorkers hanging out on the rooftops of Manhattan, and occasionally drops blood and decapitated human heads on pedestrians trying use the cross walk.
The movie goes cold with the unnecessary diamond heist subplot, but Michael Moriarty is brilliant despite the fact. David Carradine kind of sucks but you need him for the inevitable "library scene".
De Mayagodin Quetzalcoatl vliegt rond boven New York en verschalkt zo nu en dan halfnaakte blondines, glazenwassers, bouwvakkers en andere mensen die zich in de lucht bevinden. Eigenlijk zijn het vooral de stop-motion animaties van het vliegende monster die het de moeite waard maken. Terug op vaste grond heeft het namelijk een vervelend verhaaltje over een werkloze jazz pianist en een stoere politiespeurder. Die passages bestaan grotendeels uit oninteressant geouwehoer om de tijd te vullen. Wel zo'n film die eens een remake verdient met de mogelijkheden van de hedendaagse technologie.
Cohen's low budget monster movie is mainly a showcase for Michael Moriarty's rambunctious performance as a small time criminal who goes from zero to hero, after discovering the beast's nest. His character shares DNA with another 1982 NYC loser: KING OF COMEDY's Rupert Pupkin (who also parlays crime into celebrity), but unfortunately the sub-Harryhausen creature in this film isn't quite as formidable a foe as Jerry Lewis. For his part, Cohen seems aware of the limitations and keeps images of the monster to a minimum, confining much of the action to a Chrysler Building perch with frighteningly lax security. Every actor in this seems to know what kind of movie they're making, and they all make room for Moriarity to mumble, fumble, sing and scheme across the frame, making one of the most memorable characters in B movie history.
"I'm only asking to be a big man for one lousy minute!"
An ancient Aztec god descends upon New York, and it's up to detectives David Carradine and Richard Roundtree - wait, nope, the protagonist is actually a paranoid crook with aspirations to be a jazz pianist, and he's played by an incredible Michael Moriarty. He spends the whole movie trying to use the monster as his ticket outta here.
Low key and quite funny, Q overcomes its budget with pure character and pizazz.
It took getting my Jaws poster framed for Father's Day to realize why I love this movie so much: like Jaws, it's a handful of interesting characters (some who only appear for a scene ) who happen to be in a monster movie. I'd watch the continuing non-genre adventures of Chief Brody, and I'd do the same with incessant fuckup Jimmy Quinn.
Let's see, low budget kaiju horror movie, shot (at least partially on the sly it seems) around NYC with a stop motion monster, starring David Carradine and Richard Roundtree? This thing is just ticking off so many boxes. It is just all kinds of fun.
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recommend shit to me, please! esp. little known sleazy stuff