BlackEye

 

Black Christmas, the 1974 original, is the scariest movie ever made.

There.  I’ve said it.  And yes, I have seen The Exorcist.  And Rosemary’s Baby, Psycho, Night of the Living Dead, The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Alien, The Ring, and Jaws.  None of them match the creepy effectiveness of this little Canadian production from — of all directors — Bob Clark.  Yes, that Bob Clark; the same man who also gave the world its beloved A Christmas Story and (less-beloved) Porky’s.

I tell people about this movie and, once they realize it’s not an episode of The Jeffersons, they ask about its plot.  I hesitate to tell them, because the movie was so well-crafted that its innovations, so groundbreaking in 1974, have been copied and copied and copied, so that what was new in Black Christmas is now cliche. Halloween owes everything to this film, as do When a Stranger Calls and every maniac-terrorizes-young-people movie made since.

Clark taught all of these filmmakers lessons with Black Christmas:  how to use sound and silence (a ticking grandfather’s clock, a howling winter’s wind), shadows, and pacing to scare the crap out of audiences.

It’s too bad Clark got little appreciation for this masterwork.  If you see it now for the first time, you might feel as though you’ve seen it all before.  The sorority house.  The mindless killer.  The multiple suspects.  “The calls are coming from inside the house!”

But all of these elements were new in 1974 … and the ending of the scariest movie ever made is nothing short of brilliant.        Grade:  A

 

Director:  Bob Clark  Cast:  Olivia Hussey, Keir Dullea, Margot Kidder, John Saxon, Andrea Martin, Marian Waldman, Art Hindle, Lynne Griffin, Michael Rapport  Release:  1974

 

Black

 

Watch the Trailer (click here)

 

© 2010-2025 grouchyeditor.com (text only)

Share

Basterds

 

Quentin Tarantino’s Inglourious Basterds is really two movies, which is a shame, because one of them is pretty good.  Tarantino’s World War II revisionist revenge story has some seriously suspenseful scenes.  I’m thinking, for example, of the lengthy prologue and a later scene that takes place in a basement tavern.  You watch these scenes and the tension absorbs you.

Alas, we also have the second movie.  This second film stars Brad Pitt in a foul-mouthed update of Lee Marvin’s character in The Dirty Dozen, and it features lots of goofiness and gore.  It’s as if Tarantino could not make up his mind:  create a nerve-wracking war drama, but also lampoon them, the better to attract the snark-loving youth market.  And so we get a cartoonish portrayal from Pitt, spaghetti-Western music, and Batman-like graphics (I half expected “BAM!” and “ZOWEEE!” to appear during fight scenes).  Tarantino’s two films don’t mesh.

As for the much-ballyhooed performance by Christoph Waltz, the pundits’ pick for a Best Supporting Actor Oscar, Waltz is good.  But if you prefer your Nazis with a bit more subtlety, I recommend August Diehl in a less-showy role as Major Hellstrom, oozing menace in the aforementioned tavern scene.       Grade:  C+

 

Director:  Quentin Tarantino  Cast:  Brad Pitt, Christoph Waltz, Michael Fassbender, Eli Roth, Diane Kruger, Daniel Bruhl, Til Schweiger, Melanie Laurent, August Diehl, Julie Dreyfus  Release:  2009

 

Watch Trailers and Clips (click here)

 

© 2010-2025 grouchyeditor.com (text only)

Share

.                     Redeye

 

Gutfeld’s Girls

 

Kelly    Falzone    MacCallum

 

Spencer    Cupp     Shetty

 

No one who knows me would label me a “red guy” politically, but I’ll have to admit there is something lecherously appealing about Greg Gutfeld’s wee-hours free-for-all on Fox News, otherwise known as Red Eye.

Gutfeld does spew conservative venom in his “Greg-alogues,” but there’s a reason for that sparkle in his peepers:  the bevy of supermodel types that get booked to appear on the show.  You won’t find Liz Cheney on Red Eye, but you will find babes like (clockwise from top left) Megyn Kelly, Diana Falzone, Martha MacCallum, Reshma Shetty, S.E. Cupp, and Remi Spencer.

Gutfeld and his View-like panel, including the hilariously deadpan Andy Levy, are in such good humor that it’s hard not to smile.  Or, as Slate put it, “It’s all horribly watchable.”  Does that make me a racist homophobe?

 

*****

 

Nip

 

Saying goodbye to Nip/Tuck was a bit like dumping old breast implants.  At first they were good, but then they began to sag, and in the end you had to dump them.  This FX show — one of the hottest on TV just five years ago — went out with a whimper on Wednesday.  The finale was rather touching but, sad to say, I stopped watching Nip/Tuck a few years ago.  What was once a cutting-edge drama with bizarre twists eventually became bizarre, period.  But I used to like you, so thanks for the mammaries.

 

© 2010-2025 grouchyeditor.com (text only)

Share

Serious

 

You’re browsing at the video store and you read this on the back of a DVD cover:  “Answers lead him (the hero) on a twisted journey of faith, family, delinquent behavior and mortality.”  Do you rent the movie?  Sounds nutritious, right?  Nah, you do what I do — you put it back on the shelf and find something a little … earthier.  Something with a little more … gusto.

Sometimes that impulse is a mistake.  A Serious Man, the Coen brothers’ reflection on Jewish life in 1960s Minnesota, is what you get when you combine a low-budget, intimate indie with the polish you’d expect from two Oscar-winning Hollywood veterans.

The plot seems simple:  Jewish family man faces crises as his world begins to crumble.  The humor is gentle; this is the 1960s Midwest — hardly Judd Apatow territory.  And yet, with this low-key, low-budget, low-concept material, the brothers Coen craft a film you might remember much longer than that earthier stuff, the stuff with “gusto.”      Grade:  B+

 

Directors:  Joel Coen, Ethan Coen  Cast:  Michael Stuhlbarg, Fred Melamed, Richard Kind, Aaron Wolf, Sari Wagner, Jessica McManus, Amy Landecker   Release:  2009

 

Watch Trailers and Clips (click here)

 

© 2010-2025 grouchyeditor.com (text only)

Share

Game

 

If you check at Amazon.com, you’ll see The Game categorized as a drama, but also listed under “action & adventure” in the sales rankings.  The Internet Movie Database calls David Fincher’s movie an “action/adventure/mystery.”  And on rottentomatoes.com, it’s simply listed under “drama.”  This is my burning question:  Am I the only one who views this 1997 film as one of the funniest comedies of the past 20 years?

From the moment Michael Douglas’s staid businessman spills ink on his fancy shirt in an airport lounge, I know I’m in for a delightful ride, as Douglas’s misfortunes escalate from that inky blotch to, eventually, waking up in a dusty coffin in a Mexican slum.  This is a Gordon Gekko comeuppance on a grand scale and, though the movie is certainly a thriller, it’s also one of a handful that can make me laugh out loud.  Maybe you have to have a warped sense of humor ….

One thing I am certain about:  The Game’s plot is absurd.  No matter how many millions (or billions) at his disposal, the paces Conrad Van Orton  (Sean Penn) puts brother Nicholas (Douglas) through as part of the “game” are pure fantasy.  But thanks to Fincher’s sly direction, I was too busy laughing to much care.      Grade:  B+

 

Director:  David Fincher  Cast:  Michael Douglas, Sean Penn, Deborah Kara Unger, James Rebhorn, Anna Katerina, Peter Donat, Carroll Baker, Armin Mueller-Stahl  Release:  1997

 

Watch the Trailers (click here)

 

© 2010-2025 grouchyeditor.com (text only)

Share

Seinfeld       

 

Jerry Seinfeld was a guest on Oprah’s show the other day, plugging his new series, and at one point Seinfeld’s eyes bugged out and, I thought to myself, “That guy looks scary.”  Not funny — scary.

We’ve all heard that behind the clown’s mask lies tragedy (or drug addiction, or sex addiction, or whatever), but Seinfeld’s frightening visage got me thinking about some of America’s other high-profile comics.  Time was, you would find them only on Saturday Night Live or an HBO special.  Today, I suppose thanks to Jon Stewart, they’re more likely to pop up, like the clown in Poltergeist, on Fox News or CNN.

When I happen upon Dennis Miller at his day job on Bill O’Reilly’s show, his veins are usually bursting the skin of his neck as he screams about whatever liberal travesty has him on edge.  Take a look at his picture below — stand-up comedian, or serial killer mugshot?

 

Miller

 

On the other end of the political spectrum, we have Bill Maher.  I can’t even remember the last time Maher said something humorous; he’s much too busy setting Larry King straight about what’s wrong with everything, and everyone.

 

Maher

 

Kathy Griffin, it seems, usually steers clear of overt politics.  But am I the only one who cringes when she ogles CNN’s Anderson Cooper?  It looks like the Wicked Witch about to gobble up a Boy Scout.

These people frighten me.   For levity, I now have to watch C-SPAN.

 

© 2010-2025 grouchyeditor.com (text only)

Share

. 2012

 

You’ve got to hand it to the makers of 2012 — they deliver what you expect.   Much as I’d like to rate this end-of-the-world movie lower, with its plodding plot and cardboard characters, I have to admit that I anticipated fun special effects, and fun special effects I got.

It’s interesting how the basic formula for this type of film has changed so little since Irwin Allen popularized the “disaster picture” back in the 1970s.  Just as in The Towering Inferno, Earthquake, and The Poseidon Adventure, we get a big-name cast so that the script doesn’t have to waste time on character development.  We already knew Steve McQueen and we already know John Cusack, so there’s no reason to waste time on boring exposition.  No, let’s go straight to the goodies:  tidal waves, earthquakes, explosions.  From time to time, the action is interrupted for some insipid preaching about love or the future of mankind.

2012 dutifully carries on this hackneyed tradition.  But the special effects are impressive … although you have to wonder how lame they might look on late-night TV in 2032.       Grade:  C

 

Director:  Roland Emmerich  Cast:  John Cusack, Chiwetel Ejiofor, Amanda Peet, Oliver Platt, Thandie Newton, Danny Glover, Woody Harrelson  Release:  2009

 

Watch Trailers and Clips (click here)

 

© 2010-2025 grouchyeditor.com (text only)

Share

Box

 

The Box gets a passing grade chiefly for what it is not:  It’s not boring and it’s not predictable.  As for what it is … good grief.  A mess?

Based on a short story by Richard Matheson (a writer whose work runs the Hollywood gamut; everything from the good, like I Am Legend, to the bizarre, like this film), The Box left me scratching my head.  Should I watch it again, to see if it makes more sense?  Nah, I didn’t like it well enough the first time.  But it does have intriguing parts to its ridiculous whole.

Start with the soundtrack.  It’s rare that I even notice the background music in thrillers.  But in this film the score by Arcade Fire screams for attention.  It often becomes a distraction, as the musical group channels everything from Bernard Herrmann to 1970s strings and bells.  And yet, like the film itself, the music has an odd charm.

Matheson’s plot is about a young couple forced to make a difficult choice:  earn a million bucks but cause someone’s death, or decline the money.  That’s an old plot, but there’s no denying the film’s originality.       Grade:  C-

 

Director:  Richard Kelly  Cast:  Cameron Diaz, James Marsden, Frank Langella, James Rebhorn, Holmes Osborne  Release:  2009

 

Watch Trailers (click here)

 

© 2010-2025 grouchyeditor.com (text only)

Share

Informant

 

The Informant! has taken a rap for treating serious issues (corporate price fixing, embezzlement) in a lighthearted manner, and with some justification.  After all, informant Mark Whitacre and other Archer Daniels Midland executives served real prison terms for their involvement in the 1990s scandal.  Nothing funny about that.

In the film’s defense are Hollywood tradition and the moviegoer’s common sense. Filmmakers have been glorifying crooks forever (Butch Cassidy and the Sundance KidPublic Enemies), and most people understand the difference between reality and movies.

If you can deal with that divorce from reality and take director Steven Soderbergh’s black comedy for what it is, then The Informant! is an amusing lark.  Matt Damon, apparently wearing a fat suit, is a mild-mannered delight as Whitacre, whose self-delusions only escalate as the American Dream crumbles around him.
Grade:  B

 

Director:  Steven Soderbergh  Cast:  Matt Damon, Scott Bakula, Joel McHale, Melanie Lynskey, Tony Hale, Thomas F. Wilson, Rick Overton, Tom Papa, Adam Paul, Paul F. Tompkins  Release:  2009

 

Watch Trailers and Clips (click here)

 

© 2010-2025 grouchyeditor.com (text only)

Share