Movies you've seen recently (Part 1)

Eh, I’m not a big fan of Allen’s early comedies. Only sporadically funny, and, I agree, sloppy in the sense of being a series of sketches only marginally tied together. Not my cup of tea.

I watched Omega Man … well, at least, I tried to. TCM cut off the ending. But I didn’t really care. If you’re interested in Heston’s bare chest, this one will be a real treat for you. I’d read the book decades ago, and the movie really missed the elegiac mood that made the book so memorable. The movie was pretty lame.

Broadway Danny Rose (1984). Continuing my marathon of Woody Allen oldies, but this relatively more “recent” one made my list because I’d heard good things about it and had not seen it before. It deserves special mention. A well deserved 3½ out of 4 starts by the great Roger Ebert. Every bit as funny as the best of his oldies, but more polished, and with a genuinely poignant twist at the end.

Broadway Danny Rose is a not-very-successful Broadway talent agent with a handful of second-tier clients. One of them, a middle-aged singer, gets a break with a booking into a bigger venue. He insists on Danny Rose (Allen) acting as a “beard” to secretly escort his girlfriend, with whom he’s having an extra-marital affair, to be in the audience to inspire him. The girl is mad at him and refuses, and Danny Rose pursues her as she crashes a party at the house of her former boyfriend, which turns out to be the home of a major crime family. Hijinks ensue when Danny Rose is mistaken for the new boyfriend.

It is much, much funnier than it sounds, and the fun continues pretty much non-stop until the serious and bittersweet turn at the end. It starts off a little slow with a bunch of comedians sitting around in a deli telling stories about Danny Rose, which breaks into little vignettes, and you wonder where this is going. But one of those stories is pretty much the entirety of the movie and it quickly picks up steam. Highly recommended.

I disagree with some of you and I don’t think it’s worth it to discuss it anymore.

The films from the first 10 years of his directorial career are what you Dopers are discussing. I think they’re fun but insubstantial. IMO, his best films were made just after that: from Annie Hall (1977) to Crimes and Misdemeanors (1989) to Bullets Over Broadway (1994). Others from that period are supposed to be good, but I haven’t seen them (Radio Days, Hannah and Her Sisters). I thought Sweet and Lowdown (1999) was a huge disappointment, and I haven’t really cared for any of his films after that: Mighty Aphrodite (1995), Celebrity (1998, another huge disappointment), The Curse of the Jade Scorpion (2001), etc. I thought I noticed him faltering in Manhattan Murder Mystery (1993), which came out a year after the accusations of sexual abuse. I don’t know if that knocked the wind out of his artistic sails or if it affected my impression of him, but it seems to me to be a turning point in his filmography.

Rushmore (1998). I was motivated to see this for the first time after my disappointment with Asteroid City, and knowing that there were at least some Wes Anderson films that I really liked.

This is Wes Anderson, so I won’t even try to give a comprehensive description. But in a nutshell, a precocious 15-year-old at the Rushmore Academy prep school falls in love with one of the teachers, gets expelled for trying to impress her by bringing in a construction crew to build an aquarium on the school’s baseball field, and gets into a conflict with a rich industrialist who’s befriended him because the guy also falls for the same teacher.

This is sometimes classed as a “comedy” but I think it’s more in a genre-defying class of its own, typical Wes Anderson quirkiness that has kids acting way older than their age, somewhat reminiscent of Moonrise Kingdom. It’s creative and unpredictable in a way that makes you want to keep watching, and it’s acted and directed with a competence that makes it worthwhile.

A must-see for all Wes Anderson fans, but I’m sure they’ve all already seen it. For everyone else, recommended – but only if you’re ready for something unusual and some suspension of disbelief. It lacks the sheer brilliance of Grand Budapest Hotel, but then, that’s a pretty high bar to clear.

I couldn’t agree more. Grand Budapest is hands-down my favorite Anderson film, with Rushmore - a very, very different movie - a close second.

Irrational Man (2015). As it happens, this was written and directed by Woody Allen, but it’s completely unrelated to the previous discussion about his early comedies. This isn’t a comedy, and it comes from a much later and very different Allen, now in an era where he’s still directing but doesn’t appear in many of his own films.

I thought both Joaquin Phoenix and the delectable Emma Stone put in great performances. Phoenix is a bit of an eccentric weirdo IRL and so is his character here, but he does a great job as a professor of philosophy troubled by an existential despondency. His relationship with a student (Stone) becomes secondary to the plot that develops when he suddenly faces a great moral dilemma.

This is one of those occasions where I’m really going to take issue with its panning by most critics, who gave it just 46% on Rotten Tomatoes, though it got a slightly more respectable 6.6 on IMDb. I don’t agree with many of the critics on this, though I can see how it can be judged as perhaps a bit shallow relative to its overreaching creative ambitions. But ultimately it tells a good entertaining story and offers some fine moments of tension along with great acting.

Watched Caltiki, the Immortal Monster last night. I hadn’t seen it i9n years. You can buy it on DVD, but it’s ridiculously expensive. I came across a used copy recently for a fraction of that price. I hadn’t seen this since I was a kid.

Caltiki looks like a bad Mexican monster movie badly dubbed into English, but it’s actually a bad Italian/French movie badly dubbed into English. It’s just set in Mexico. I was surprised to see that Italian horror director Mario Bava was credited with directing it. I knew him (fie to Famous Monsters magazine) as the director of Black Sunday and Planet of Vampires (one of the inspirations for Ridley Scott’s Alien) and the spoof Danger Diabolik, but hadn’t realized he did this. Except, according to Wikipedia, there’s some controversy about who directed it, with Riccardo Freda being the other candidate. I never heard of him, but he’s evidently also a Legendary Italian Horror Film Director. Be that as it may, Caltiki isn’t legendary.

Blob monster started out in literature, but none were really memorable. Arguably the first one to break into the public consciousness was on the radio, in the Chicken Heart episode of Arch Oboler’s Lights Out (1937). He recreated it for a record album of Lights Out shows circa 1960 (the original recording being destroyed), and other people have done it since. The first blob onscreen I know of is sort-of the one in Nigel Kneale’s THe Quatermass Experiment (AKA The Creeping Unknown in the US) (1955, based on a 1953 TV serial). The sequel, Quatermass 2 (“Enemy from Space” in the US) (1957, based on an early BBC TV sewrial) featured evil alien blobs. The British X – the Unknown (1956) featured radioactive blobs from underground, and the movie that became Behemoth – The Sea Monster (The Giant Behemoth in the US) (1959) was also originally supposed to “star” a giant radioactive blob (one actually does appear near the beginning), until the Powers Tat Be decided they wanted a more traditional dinosaur-like menace.
All of these were from the UK, but the US showed that they could do blob monsters, too, with, of course, The Blob (1958). Japan did, too, in The H-Man (also 1958).

So Italy was kinda late to the show with Caltiki in 1959. As with another cheap 1950s monster flick I reviewed here, The Curse of the Faceless Man, this one, too, seems to draw its inspiration from archaeology (which puts it a step tonier than the other blob monsters). In this case, it’s the well of Chichen Itza, where Mayans threw in lots of treasure and sacrifices. In this flick, it’s a pool in an underground cavern that was recently opened by volcanic action. Inside is the statue of the goddess Caltiki, who demanded human sacrifices and, it was said, would destroy the world. The statue is very un-Mayan-looking, as is the legend, but give them points for trying.

The film begins with a man hyperdramatically scrambling over a rock and running toward the camera. He gets back to the camp, where archaeologist Dr. John Fielding (John Merivale), and his wife Ellen (Didi Perigo) are on a second honeymoon. German doctor Max Gunther (Gerard Herter) is along for the ride. Fielding has a huge square chin worthy of Robert Vaughn or Kyle McLaughlin. Whoever dubs Max’s English dialogue is a lousy fit – there’s no way that voice should come from that face. Ellen is cute and looks as if she’s good at screaming, which is mainly what she’s called upon to do.

Professor Rodriguz, the running man, collapses when he arrives and is unable to tell what he has seen, but his two companions didn’t return with him. John, Max, the cubby Nieto (who’s a photographer and a diver) and a lot of native guides go to the opened site to see what became of the missing guys. They don’t find them, but they find the movie camera they were bringing.
Back at camp, they develop the film while the guides and Linda, who seems to be a friend of Ellen and Max’, start drumming and dancing to appease Caltiki. At least until they spot Nieto trying to photograph them. At least the choreography is better than She Demons.
The film reveals that everything was fine until Dr. Rodriguez starts showing some jewelry he found. Then something attacks the cameraman , Rodriguez shoots at whatever, and runs off…
The next day they go back, nieto bringing his diving gear. Going ito the pool (which, TARDIS-like, seems a helluva lot bigger underwater than the miserable little pond appears to be on the surface. He seems lots of skeletons and statues and jewelry, one of which be brings up. He tells the others what he found, and he and Max talk about the fortune that’s down there. Going back down, he simply scoops things up into the bag he’s got. Careful, noting where everything is archaeology this ain’t. And they’re going to sell it? Mexico ought to be possed.
Anyway, evident Caltiki isn’t too happy about it, either, because she (it?) attacks dving Nieto. When they pull the body up and remove the mask, his face has been dissolved, leaving only the eyeballs intact.
They don’t have long to wait before Caltiki heaves her blobby bulk out of the water and goes for the team. They shoot guns at it, which is ineffictive, then intelligently run away. But Max sees the Bag o’Loot that Nietio still had clamped in his hand, and goes to retrieve it. He trips and falls against CAltiki, whi starts digesting him. He can’t pull his arm out, but John grabs a hatchet and chops off a bit of Caltiki with Max’s arm. They run for the surface. John commandeers a truck full of gasoline and drives it at Caltiki, jumping out before it hits. This being the movies, the truck naturally explodes. The end of Caltiki.

In a hospital we see them peeling the Caltiki bit off Max’ arm, revealing only skeleton underneath.They amputate the arm. Max has facial wounds from his encounter, too, and he’s got Caltiki poisoning, or something.

A word about the appearance of Caltiki – this blob monster is unusually textured. They apparently used a mixture of fabric and tripe to create the monster, which explains its “organic” appearance as they peel it off Max. It also reportedly made the set stink – hot stage lights and unrefrigerated tripe would do that, I guess. I’m sure it made it easier for the actors to react to the horror. The scene with the arm reminds me strongly of another 1959 film featuring a blob monster – Ib Melchior and Normal Maurer’s The Angry Red PLanet , in which one astronaut gets his arm thrust into a giant Space Amoeba, and when they withdraw it, there’s a piece of amoeba on it, still alive and eating the arm. In that movie, though, they saved the arm in a surprisingly good piece of science fiction speculation that didn’t belong in a film that cheap. Too bad they weren’t around for Max.

Well, it turns out that Caltiki grows when exposed to intense radiation. And – wouldn’t you know it – an intensely radioactive comet is due to pass close to the earth really soon. Add to this that they’ve got the various bts of Caltiki salvaged from Max’ arm stored in containers that are even less secure than Tupperware and you have a disaster in the making.
Well, at a college they expose one of the bits to an X-ray machine or something, and it begins to grow catastrophically. They destroy it with fire, and they warn everybody else about the poential. The comet comes near, and you’d think that an intensely radioactive comet would be a disaster all by its lonesome. But apparently the only ill effect it has is to affect the chuck of Caltiki in John’s house, where it begins to enlarge (apparently extra input mass isn’t important. All you need is radiation). It busts out of the room it’s in, falling on Max, who has gone nbuts and shot Linda. Max dissolves in Caltiki’s embrace, his skull emerging briefly to apparently scream. Ellen races upstairs with her daughter (I forgot to mention her), and there’s a lot of tension as she tries to get away, walking on house ledges, and John tries to race to her, is detained by police, and busts out of jail. He manages to get them out of the Caltiki-filled house with a ladder, just as the military arrives with flame-throwing tanks. These look amazinly like odels of tanks. They burn the house and random bits of Caltiki. I imagine the stench, both on set and in the reality of the movie, must have been like broiling rotten tripe.

The End, or “Fine”, as my copy has it.

That’s… a lot about one bad movie.

I’m obsessed

I would never have guessed! :wink:

They just don’t make ‘em like that anymore.

I could tell from the moment you got the interocitor parts

Tár (free on Amazon Prime). Cate Blanchett as a superstar symphony conductor with Issues. Written and directed by Todd Field.

This is a movie that dares you to like it.

First, the title. Lydia Tár is a fictional character; she could’ve been named anything. Why Tar? And she’s American…have you ever met a Tar? Is that accent over the “a” just so we know it’s not a film about roofing materials?

The film is all dialog driven, and it’s incredibly opaque. You find yourself asking: who is she talking to? Who are they talking about? Where is this scene set? Sometimes the answers come, an hour later…sometimes they don’t.

And the dialog is deep into the weeds of classical music and the classical music biz. I like classical music; I took a few music appreciation courses in college. I recognize Furtwangler and von Karajan and “DG” but Todd Field doesn’t care if I do or not, and a lot of it went right over my head.

Another (trivial) example of daring you to like it: it opens with the credits one usually sees at the end. All the 2nd unit directors and assistant gaffers, scrolling on a black screen, while the soundtrack is of a woman singing a cappella in what sounds like an Asian language. If you’re not committed, you’re switching to a sitcom right about now.

So…did I like it? Yeah, mostly. Cate Blanchett is excellent as usual (and she’s in every scene).

(One thing I learned, assuming it’s true: the real music cognoscenti refer to the great symphonies by cardinal numbers, instead of ordinal numbers like us mere mortals. So there’s talk of “the Mahler Five” and “the Mozart Forty”.)

I (a 60 year old heterosexual male) just saw Barbie and laughed my ass off. But they should have called it “Ken”. I only wish they had just let the satire speak for itself; but I guess they had to put a little of it right on the nose to make it accessible to kids.

I’m pretty agnostic about Woody’s personal life. A lot of contradictory information from different people. His relationship with Soon-Yi Previn is uncomfortable to me but they are adults and she is not, by any reasonable definition, his step daughter.

But, damn, I just can’t enjoy a Woody Allen movie where a professor dates a student. If it was anyone else it I could handle it but not Allen. Manhatten is brilliant but then Woody’s character goes and dates a beautiful and sexy 17 year old? I could take it from anybody but him.

So, yeah, I won’t impose my hangups on anyone else. Enjoy but I won’t.

Your Place Or Mine? Reese Witherspoon and Ashton Kutcher rom-com; they try hard but you’ve seen it all before and better. As substantial as cotton candy but even more cloyingly sweet. You know you’re in trouble when every single one of the secondary characters should have had their own movie. Brian DePalma should be the only filmmaker allowed to use split-screen, it adds nothing here. Despite all this, Reese is “lovely” personified.

There, my wife, I said something positive.

Baby Driver.

Did not like it. At all. Couldn’t wait for it to end.

Haunted Mansion (in theaters). I guess I’m kinda / sorta in the target demographic in that I’m GenX with fond memories of the Disneyland ride. I and the the woman in the seat next to me were both (softly) saying the famous lines " there’s always room for one more" and “the ghosts will follow you home”. For me it was just a nice bit of nostalgia and I didn’t expect too much more, which is exactly what I got. It feels like they started off making a list of all the iconic elements of the ride and then concocted a story to work them in. That story - an astrophysicist, rendered bitter by the death of his wife, gets roped into a scheme involving a woman’s large, creepy house (the former Gracie mansion).
Owen Wilson, Danny De Vito and Tiffany Haddish all the join the adventure and creepy fun ensues, sort of. Rosario Dawson stars as the Mom in Distress and for some reason wears a bad wig which makes her resemble Prince, c. 1998.

I have no idea how a child will view it. The story isn’t particularly compelling or relatable and the visuals are all about elements of the ride so if one hasn’t experienced the ride, they’re not all that great.
I see no reason to see this in the theater (unless like me, you’re just killing time and staying out of the beastly heat). If you’re a fan of the ride, stream it when it’s free.

Agreed. I did quit on this movie. Twice.