Edward D. Wood Jr.’s 1960 follow-up to Plan 9 From Outer Space is a grade-Z effort about the walking dead featuring Kenne Duncan (a stunt man in serials), Valda Hansen, and Tor Johnson. The film remained in the lab for 23 years because Wood couldn’t afford to pay for the processing. Also known as Revenge of the Dead. 69 min. (JR) Read more
This peculiar 1949 thriller by Otto Preminger about a kleptomaniac (Gene Tierney) under the control of a Mabuse-like hypnotist (Jose Ferrer) hasn’t much of a reputation in America, and the acting (which includes Richard Conte as Tierney’s psychoanalyst husband) and cornball script (by Andrew Solt and Ben Hecht hiding under a pseudonym) help explain why. But the French enthusiasm for this moody and creepy melodrama, sparked mainly by Jacques Rivette and Jean-Luc Godard, isn’t without defenses: Preminger’s ambiguous relation to his characters and his sense of moral relativity have seldom been put to such haunting use. Based on a Guy Endore novel; with Charles Bickford, Constance Collier, and Fortunio Bonanova. 97 min. (JR) Read more
The last of Otto Preminger’s studio pictures at Fox, this 1950 feature has many of the noirish qualities of Laura and Fallen Angel: Dana Andrews, ambiguity about the characters’ dark undertones, and a fluid, fascinating mise en scene. Andrews plays a brutal New York cop who accidentally kills someone while investigating a murder and then proceeds to cover his tracks. Ben Hecht, writing under a pseudonym, adapted William Stuart’s novel Night Cry; Gene Tierney, Gary Merrill, and Karl Malden costar. 95 min. (JR) Read more
A 14-year-old inner-city kid (Catero Alain Colbert) enters a good school in the suburbs, but gets into trouble when he decides to live with his older, drug-dealing brother (Stoney Jackson), encounters racism from a white member of his running team, and becomes involved with a classmate (Sallie Richardson) who gets exasperated with his lack of sexual experience. Other surprises are in store in this sincere and well-intentioned if flawed locally made independent featurewhich also features director Ron O’Neal, Oscar Brown Jr. (especially good and likable as the school coach), and L. Scott Caldwell in central rolesbut the naivete of the hero is so extreme that it may exasperate the spectator as well. Based on a story by executive producer Dr. Jawanza Kunjufu and scripted by Emma Young, Songodina Ifatunji, and Chuck and Zuindi Colbert. (JR) Read more
A principled yuppie (James Spader) and an unprincipled upstart (John Cusack) become roommates and best friends at the University of Virginia’s law school in 1983, and eventually lock horns in Washington after the upstart pursues a political career and the yuppie goes in pursuit of justice. It’s questionable whether Kevin Wade’s muddled script would have carried much conviction under any circumstances, but the fatal miscasting of the two leads kills off any believability at the outset, and neither director Herbert Ross nor composer Trevor Jones (who contributes an aggressively bland score) can add enough punch to distract one from the overall incoherence. It’s nice, however, to see Richard Widmark back in gritty style as a wily senator. With Imogen Stubbs and Mandy Patinkin. (JR) Read more
Colombian terrorists take over an exclusive boys prep school in an attempt to free a big-time drug dealer, in a silly but enjoyable thriller that studiously crossbreeds about six box office hits. Director Daniel Petrie Jr. and David Koepp adapt the novel of the same title by William P. Kennedy, and among the cast are Sean Astin, Wil Wheaton, Keith Coogan, Andrew Divoff, R. Lee Ermey, Denholm Elliott, Louis Gossett Jr., and an uncredited Jerry Orbach. (JR) Read more
This 1973 first feature by Senegalese director Djibril Diop Mambety is one of the greatest of all African films and almost certainly the most experimental. Beautifully shot and strikingly conceived, it follows the comic misadventures of a young motorcyclist and former herdsman (Magaye Niang) who gets involved in petty crimes in Dakar during an attempt to escape to Paris with the woman he loves (Mareme Niang). The title translates as Hyena’s Voyage, and among the things that make this film so interesting stylistically are the fantasy sequences involving the couple’s projected images of themselves in Paris and elsewhere. (JR) Read more
A delightful rendering of a Chester Himes novel with a 50s setting, adapted by costar John Toles-Bey and Bobby Crawford, directed by the adroit and resourceful TV director (The Killing Floor) and actor (Predator) Bill Duke, and featuring the gifts of coproducer Forest Whitakerwho plays a sort of bemused Jerry Lewis to Robin Givens’s sizzling Marilyn Monroein a funny, sexy, and violent crime comedy teeming with colorful Harlem types. Danny Glover is especially good as a kingpin named Easy Money, and Gregory Hines, Zakes Mokae, and Badja Djola are also lively in important roles. The characters may be more memorable than the plot, which involves the fate of some gold stolen in Mississippi, but they’re more than enough to carry this happy ride. Elmer Bernstein composed the score (1991). (JR) Read more
A likable Canadian buddy comedy that teams Michael Riley as a withdrawn brewery worker with Robbie Coltrane as a flamboyant con artist who becomes his boarder; their dreams coincide when Coltrane convinces Riley to invest in a fancy operatic restaurant called La Traviata. The main interest here is the characters rather than the plot, and director Yves Simoneau does a good job of guiding the players through a quirky if ultimately predictable script by Eugene Lipinski (who plays a disgruntled brewery worker) and Paul Quarrington; Deborah Duchene also stands out as an aggressive waitress with designs on Riley, and Kenneth Welsh does what he can with the overly fancy part of the brewery foreman and company hockey coach. Richard Gregoire keeps things humming with his eclectic score, although you may be distracted by his vulgar and uncredited appropriations of Stravinsky (1990). (JR) Read more
The pawnbroker of the title is an emotionally frozen Jewish concentration-camp survivor (Rod Steiger) whose remoteness from the life around him in Harlem is severely tested, in an ambitious but pretentious adaptation of Edward Lewis Wallant’s novel by David Friedkin and Morton Fine, directed by Sidney Lumet. As usual, Lumet has a good feel for New York locations, enhanced here by Boris Kaufman’s superb black-and-white cinematography, and works well with the actors (Geraldine Fitzgerald, Brock Peters, Jaime Sanchez, Thelma Oliver, Juano Hernandez, and Raymond St. Jacques). But this 1965 film was made at the height of the French New Wave’s influence on American art cinema, and Lumet’s clumsy appropriations of Alain Resnais’ distinctive way with editing and flashbacks only increases the stridency of the material. Quincy Jones furnished the score. 116 min. (JR) Read more
John Landis in his dotage directs a lumbering Claude Magnier farce, adapted by Michael Barrie and Jim Mulholland, about a day in the life of a wealthy Italian gangster (Sylvester Stallone) trying to go straight during prohibition. Whether Stallone is actually sedated or merely distracted from his surroundings by his own bulk, his lethargic and fumbling comic timing invariably throws off the rest of the castwhich includes Peter Riegert, Joey Travolta, Don Ameche, Richard Romanus, Eddie Bracken, Kurtwood Smith, Vincent Spano, Tim Curry, Joycelyn O’Brien, Elizabeth Barondes, Ornella Muti, and William Athertonall of whom convey the distinct impression that they’d rather be somewhere else. The sentiment is contagious. Kirk Douglas at least manages to contribute a feisty precredits death scene, but the film expires with him. (JR) Read more
One lousy movie in my book. The theme has possibilities: a New York cop (Michael Keaton) loses his partner (Anthony LaPaglia) in action, then starts to become corrupted after he and his wife (Rene Russo) decide to take responsibility for the three little girls who are orphaned by his partner’s death. Unfortunately, Heywood Gould’s script and direction and Ralf Bode’s cinematography are mediocre to the point of tedium, and the treacly score is even worse. (JR) Read more
Michael Lindsay-Hogg, a stage, TV, film, and music-video director whose credits include Let It Be and the codirection of Brideshead Revisited, shows himself to be a rather witty writer and visual storyteller in this 1991 comedy about a spoiled American couple (John Malkovich and Andie MacDowell) strapped for money in a posh London hotel. Their only present asset is a small Henry Moore bronze once given to MacDowell as an anniversary present by her estranged husband (Peter Riegert), and after she suggests the possibility of faking a theft of the bronze for the insurance, their mutual trust threatens to crumble when a deaf-mute cleaning lady (Rudi Davies) actually makes off with the object. The film runs a bit longer and slower than it should, and tends to lose some of its energy en route (the cleaning lady’s motives, which are part of the movie’s satiric point, take much too long to get spelled out), but Malkovich is at his unpredictable best as a prevaricating playboy, and Joss Ackland as the hotel manager manages to be quite funny as well. With Lolita Davidovich and Ricci Harnett. (JR) Read more
A French mystery story set in 1896 and 1914 about the infant survivor of a mysterious massacre at a provincial inn, who returns to the inn after serving in World War I, sets out to avenge his murdered parents by destroying it (hence the title), then gradually learns what actually happened. Georges Lautner (La cage aux folles III) does a routine job of directing Laurence Lemaire’s script, which is based on the novel of the same title by Pierre Magnan. Like any mystery worth its salt, this has more than a few surprises and delayed revelations up its sleeve, but in the meantime one has to put up with the implausibility of three attractive women in town (Agnes Blanchot, Anne Brochet, and Ingrid Held) flinging themselves at the mordant and inexpressive hero (Patrick Bruel); somewhat more interesting and appealing is his sensitive best friend (Yann Collette), another veteran, whose face is disfigured by a war wound. The various local cranks and other village characters cry out for the portraiture and shading of a Chabrol, and don’t get them, but this remains watchable enough for its sinuous plot (1988). (JR) Read more
Even when he’s not working with his own material, Alan Rudolph remains one of our sharpest film stylists. In this 1991 featurea somber thriller involving wife abuse and murder in New Jersey, written by William Reilly and Claude Kervenhe does such a good job with the storytelling and the actors that the broadness of the film’s depiction of a working-class milieu doesn’t seem unduly jarring, anchored as it is in an effectively distancing New Age score by Mark Isham. Demi Moore, who also coproduced, stars as the best friend and coworker of a hairdresser (Glenne Headly) married to an abusive layabout (Bruce Willis). If in the past Rudolph has tended to romanticize the sordidness of working-class life (as in Remember My Name and Choose Me), here he seems to be trying to overcompensate with a vengeance, but the fleetness of his camera moves and editing and the strength of his lead actors (who also include Harvey Keitel and Billie Neal as police detectives) keep one riveted to the screen. (JR) Read more