Out of an entire weekend of ace noir, this was my favorite. Between Milland's foreboding eyes and devilish (yeah, yeah let me have it) dialogue and the stunning fog-soaked cinematography (Milland's intro and exit are both beyond stellar), I was riveted from start to finish.
If ever there was a movie made for me and my deep love for singular visions brought to life despite the lack of any ability to so in any fashion resembling standard ideas of "correct", this is it!
It does little good to describe the plot of this movie and doing so would only ruin the fun of the constant string of surprises that is THE ASTROLOGER. It's the kind of movie where an abrupt change in time and location…
When people ask me why I still bother with VHS, I could just give a laundry list of statistics about how many movies aren't available in any other format. It's more helpful, though, to point to specific movies like LAST SUMMER, genuinely great films that can be seen no other way. (Ok, other than a TCM screening here or there or via a recently uncovered 16mm print, but you get the idea.)
LAST SUMMER is a dark and fairly shocking…