Tuesday, July 26, 2016
Friday, July 22, 2016
You could argue Green Room is more of a thriller than horror, but bones are broken, throats are ripped out, people are shot in the face, and the camera rarely cuts away to spare us the gruesome imagery. At that point you've departed the realm of the thriller. There's no supernatural element—not that that's a requisite for horror—but the bad guys here are definitely monsters.
So a punk band are hard up for paying gigs. Reluctantly, they end up playing a rundown neo-Nazi joint in the middle of nowhere. In true punk fashion, the band decides to piss off the skinhead crowd by opening with a cover of the Dead Kennedys' "Nazi Punks Fuck Off." That goes over about as well as you would imagine. Fortunately, the rest of their set is hard enough to win the assholes over and the band members aren't murdered onstage.
After the show the band heads back to the green room to discover their equipment has been set in the hallway backstage. They're told the headliner has arrived and they needed the room. So our heroes are on their way out when one of them realizes she left her phone in the room. When they return to fetch it, they discover the real reason they've been kicked out: a young woman is lying on the floor of the green room with a knife sticking out of her skull and the venue's operators are scrambling to cover it up.
The band gets so far as calling 911 before their phone's confiscated and they're locked in the room with a big psychopath who's armed with a revolver. He subtly mentions the gun only holds five cartridges, "because they're so fucking big that's all that can fit in the cylinder." Meanwhile, the bad guys outside the room call the venue's owner, who happens to be the leader of the local skinhead gang. He's played by Patrick Stewart whose performance is neither too little or too much for the tone established so far, further proof he's one of the best actors alive. He just wants to get the kids off his property as quickly as possible. Little do they know it's so he can murder them elsewhere and stage the scene in such a way it makes it look like they got themselves killed for trespassing on another piece of land.
So, as crime movies are wont to do, a simple premise becomes complicated rather quickly. Patrick Stewart, who's trying his best to keep the situation from escalating, comes up with one idea after another to flush the kids out. The kids have to do everything in their power to keep the skinheads from getting in and they're only somewhat successful some of the time. What's interesting is Stewart's character is paying people to deal with the problem so matter-of-factly, he might as well be coordinating the extermination of rodents. To him, it's just another problem in the life of a businessman—albeit an amoral one who happens to be the leader of the local skinhead group. Another interesting choice is the skinheads aren't caricatures. When Stewart loses his cool and humiliates one, he genuinely apologizes. The biggest reason Stewart's having so much trouble getting the kids out is his henchmen aren't expendable in his mind, they're family and he cares about each of them. He doesn't want to send them into harm's way.
If you need a lot of fantasy in your genre flicks, and main characters who do incredibly heroic things, make the right decisions at all times, and never take a lickin', then this isn't your movie. We all hate movies in which stupidly written characters do stupid things, but here's a rare example in which well-written characters do stupid things for good reasons. The reasons are they're young, immature, and panicking. You'll only yell at the screen in frustration if you're one of those armchair tough guys who think you'd suddenly become John McClane when put in a similar situation.
Friday, July 15, 2016
First, some news:
Work is fucked this week. I'm not even sure I'm going to get a weekend, which is my favorite time to get hungover and loaded up on pizza while watching too many movies. Thankfully, I've got a stash of movie reviews tucked away for times like these. Today's movie is New Year's Evil.
Before we begin, I just wanted to point out there are two online movie marathons coming up this month. The big one is put on by these guys, whose marathon will be 24 hours straight(!). My favorites on their schedule include Frankenhooker, Death Spa, Warlock, Ticks, and Flash Gordon. The others I either haven't seen (I Am Here... Now) or never really liked (Ice Pirates). This marathon begins on Friday, July 22nd at 9/8c.
The other marathon is put on by /r/badmovies and it's on Saturday, July 30th. I really enjoyed their last marathon.
Speaking of movie events, I'm really bummed out I probably won't get to see Lucio Fulci's A Cat in the Brain at the Circle Cinema tonight. Shit is hectic in my part of the world right now, which explains the lack of updates lately.
Okay, back to the regularly scheduled movie....
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Roz Kelly (Pinky Tuscadero on Happy Days) plays Blaze Sullivan, the VJ-like host of a televised New Year's Eve bash. During one of the show's call-in segments, a Dalek-like modulated voice promises to kill someone very close to Blaze. The police quickly discover it's not just a prank call: someone's already dead.
The man responsible refers to himself as Evil. Evil intends to murder someone every hour, on the hour, as each timezone in the United States welcomes the new year. In case you're wondering, it's just as entertaining as it is stupid. Come to think of it, that should probably be Cannon Film Group's official motto.
As per Cannon's philosophy, everyday reality has been cranked up to 11. This ensures even the mundane scenes are stupidly sensational. The forecast calls for switchblades, folks. Said the casting director: "You get a switchblade! And you get a switchblade! And you...."
Meanwhile the killer paroles mental institutions and bars for his victims. Remember, his plan is to kill someone every hour on the hour until the new year. He's capable of getting an awful lot done in the hour between attacks, including: finding his victims, arranging their dead bodies for cinematic reveals, changing disguises, sneaking into guarded buildings, and calling into the TV show. At one point he even gets into a traffic accident with a biker gang that leads to a foot chase through a drive-in movie. Yet he still manages to get to his next appointment on time.
[THE MOST POINTLESS SPOILER ALERT IN HISTORY]
Unless you've never seen a movie in your life, you'll figure out the twist ending: the killer is actually Blaze's oft-mentioned but curiously missing-in-action husband. Even if the repeated "Where's Dad?" lines don't clue you in, you'll start to suspect it the moment their son pulls his mother's pantyhose over his head and pierces his ear with a needle. Here's the best part: during a wonderfully cheesy soliloquy he looks into the mirror and tells himself, "I think I have a mental disorder."
If you've ever enjoyed a Cannon film or a slasher movie, you're probably going to like this one. And don't worry: there's yet another twist at the end which I didn't spoil. Unfortunately, you'll see that one coming from a mile away, too. Oh well, it's still a decent picture.
Friday, July 8, 2016
Paul, the teenage hero of Deadly Friend, not only designs advanced robots and A.I., but he teaches college courses, dissects human brains, and somehow finds the time to hang out with his friends. The robot he's created, "BB," looks like a robot from any other 80s movie. It, too, can do just about anything, including cracking locks, playing basketball, and moving heavy furniture. The only thing this robot can't do is dodge shotgun spray, which we learn when it ding-dong ditches the neighborhood's resident crazy lady, played by Anne Ramsey from The Goonies and Throw Momma from the Train. Don't you just love her?
Meanwhile Paul's love interest (Kristy Swanson in her first leading role) is repeatedly abused by her alcoholic father. In one of the film's three or four dream sequences, which are filmed Nightmare on Elm Street style, she stabs her dear old dad with a broken flower vase. What follows is a jarringly bloody scene. Jarring because watching Deadly Friend is like getting thirty minutes into Short Circuit before discovering it's an R-rated horror movie.
And here's where my objectiveness flies out the window. I love killer robot movies. Terminator, Runaway, Chopping Mall, Screamers... I just can't get enough of this shit. What's disappointing about Deadly Friend is they dispense with the actual robot twenty minutes in. The movie instead goes the Donovan's Brain/Frankenstein route: after Swanson's father accidentally kills her, Paul implants BB's brain in her head. As expected, the world's first robo-girl doesn't come in peace. How she got superhuman strength isn't explained nor is it entirely important in a movie like this.
This is an 80s movie, through and through, no doubt conceived by coked-up movie executives who wanted a gorier E.T. The Extraterrestrial. I mention E.T. because that's exactly what Deadly Friend's plot structure feels like. Genre movies back then simply moved at a different pace than they do now. While most "slow-burn" horror films bore more than anything, this one has a pleasant pace. It really takes its time, but never takes more than we're willing to give it. It makes the absurd climax, which is cram-packed with unintentional laughs, all the more entertaining.
J.J. Abrams said he got the idea for one of his Force Awakens characters from Phantasm. I'm beginning to wonder if he got BB-8's name from this movie.
Monday, July 4, 2016
So I picked this up on Friday:
And I got it into fairly decent shape by Sunday:
I've got a marquee coming in the mail and I still haven't decided what to do with that awful Taito overlay. I'm also unsure of what I want to do for a bezel at the moment.
Right now I'm running Retropie on a Raspberry Pi 3 with a 23" LCD monitor and 4-way joysticks. Yeah, I know I should have gotten a CRT, but I already had the monitor and I'm keeping an eye out for a cabinet that's worthier of a complete restore. I'm hoping to find an upright Pole Position, Dig Dug, Galaga... something like that.
The guy who sold me the cabinet said it used to be a Silent Dragon machine, but judging by the manufacturer's plate (Exidy) and the original holes beneath the overlay it's obviously an old Mouse Trap unit.
See more of what I did to this thing on my first ever Instagram account.