Has anyone else ever seen “Kiss Her Goodbye” (1958)? YIKES! Imagine if John Waters re-wrote “Picnic” and got Ed Wood Jr. to direct it!
It was the height of sleaziness: b/w, no-budget, no stars (except, well, Elaine Stritch, of all people). It was all hot jazz, spike heels, persperation stains, rapes, hula-hoops and enormous architectural hairdos. Just when you thought it couldn’t get any worse, they’d throw in another unsavory character or unfortunate plot twist. I had to take a shower with Clorox and gargle with Dran-O after watching it.
Sounds like a real stinker! Unfortunately, I’m still scrubbing with a wire brush and huddling in the corner after watching “Billy Jack” the other night.
The HIGHT of awful 60’s flicks.
Love is like popsicles…you get too much you get too high.
I am laughing so hard, I have tears. I forgot all about that movie “Billy Jack” until it was just mentioned. Do you mean to tell me you didn’t think that was some good acting! Please, come out of the corner. I don’t think the bikers are going to get you.
I happened upon “Space Mutiny” a few weeks ago. Lousy on all levels (I especially loved the woman who was killed and then showed up in the very next scene).
“East is east and west is west and if you take cranberries and stew them like applesauce they taste much more like prunes than rhubarb does.” – Marx
But, I repeat: has anyone else ever heard of or seen “Kiss Her Goodbye?” Or is my fragile mind finally snapping and I am hallucinating atrocious Elaine Stritch films?
Kiss her Goodbye sounds familar, but I’m not completely sure if I have just saw parts of it or not. I’m sure the hula hoops and all would be unfortunately in my mind to stay if I had saw all of it.
Personally, I vote for “The Quick and The Dead”, starring Sharon Stone and pre-pinup Leonardo DiCaprio as wild west gunfighters. I was horrified and yet riveted while watching this crap-bag last night.
Some mornings, it’s just not worth chewing through the leather straps.
– Emo Phillips
When I was in college, a friend of mine actually traded two tickets for “Billy Jack” for a copy of an underground newspaper – and both parties thought they got the better end of the deal.
Sorry to continue on the hijack, Eve, but I have to second (or third or whatever) the rating of “Billy Jack” as the worst movie ever.
It came out during my senior year in high school. I was taking a Humanities class, which was supposed to be a big deal, advanced-placement, college-level kind of course, but which was, in fact, an attempt by two high school teachers to mold young minds to be exactly like theirs. You know the type. If you agree with me you are a careful thinker – if you disagree you are mistaken or unprepared or otherwise flawed.
One day the lead goon comes into class and asks if we’ve seen “Billy Jack” and the whole class starts cheering with the teacher leading the way. Having suffered through the movie, I was astonished at the reaction. I learned an important lesson about groupthink and conformity. It was an important nudge on to the path of skepticism which is epitomized by this MB. I learned something from my “Humanities” class after all, but only from bad examples.
Hey, jett, I rode the same turkey you did last night. I really couldn’t believe it was serious for a while. I didn’t catch it all, just some big chunks in the middle, but did I get that right? There was a gunfight tournament? This wasn’t even an unrealistic portrayal of the Old West, it was an unrealistic portrayal of an unrealistic portrayal of the Old West. And Stone wasn’t very convincing. It shoulda been called “The Quick and the People Dumb Enough To Watch This Movie”.
It’s funny how many serious actors got roped into that one.
I think that once the actors were told the director was Sam Raimi, they should’ve expected the final product to look as it does. That’s Sam Raimi from “Evil Dead” fame. This film was shot in classic “evil-dead-cam” fashion, with all the ridiculous zooming, tilting, tracking, and panning (and, if possible, all at once) that you can handle. I was just hoping that somebody would have a chainsaw for an arm…
I hate to keep obsessing, but “Kiss Her Goodbye” was just so mind-bogglingly awful that I might just never recover. As the last shot faded away, I sat there yelling at the screen, “Are they out of their MINDS?” and scaring the cat.
I am loaning my tape of the movie (yes, I actually taped the damned thing!) to Ukelele Ike. If he reports that the tape is indeed blank and there never was a movie called “Kiss Her Goodbye,” you may call the gentlemen in the white coats to cart me off to the Giggle Academy.
I was young and foolish. My contemporaries were experimenting with relatively safe vices; anonymous sex, heroin, Ronald Reagan, necromancy. But I wanted more. I wanted to risk my life and sanity on the edge.
So I watched Moment by Moment.
Dear sweet Jesus in Heaven, what were those people thinking? I’ve seen Heaven’s Gate, I’ve seen Ishtar, I’ve seen Toys, I’ve seen Manos, Hands of Fate, I’ve seen a twelve hour Friday the 13th marathon, I’ve seen the films that Ed Woods was embarassed he made, and I’ve seen Flashdance … twice. But never have I seen a movie as bad as Moment by Moment.
Nemo, darling, I’ll admit “Moment By Moment” was one of the great crimes of the last century. But speak not, till you have beheld the horror that is . . . “Kiss Her Goodbye.”
Okay, kiddies. Fire up your VCRs! January 21st @ 4:00 am. AMC will be rebroadcasting “Kiss Her Goodbye”. As a connoisseur of horrible movies (I have The Quick and the Dead on DVD) I am really looking forward to it.
Had to check this one out over at IMDb and guess what… the movie is listed but with only the barest information. No description, no plot summary, just a partial cast list. Gotta be a stinker if no one in this wide, wide world has bothered to write a summary for this film, yet. Not even a Leonard Maltin review!
They do recommend that you check out The Marauders, a 1955 western (an “If-You-Like-This-You’ll-Probably-Like” suggestion). And The Marauders sends you to (drum roll…) Giant (1956). So there you have it - a real live bomb, only two degrees away from a (nominal) classic. Gotta wonder about those IMDb people, sometimes.
