Vultural

Hysteria - 2011 - 6/10

Victorian costumer and inventor tale.
Some names are synonymous with their inventions.
The Earl Of Sandwich, Sir Thomas Crapper, Hans Geiger, Candido Jacuzzi, …
Not Mortimer Granville, however, who invented a device for treating female hysteria.
An electrical, vibrating device that relieved tension, and remains a wildly popular gadget to this day.
The gift that keeps on giving, and when given, will make you a whispered topic of discussion.
Not as over-the-top funny as it could have been, featuring secondary stories about suffragette rights, and the plight of the poor.

The House Of Shame - 1928 - 6/10

Over breakfast, the husband starts going over his wife’s clothing bills.
She pouts, he storms off to work.
At the office, hubby cooks the ledgers, pockets the cash. Embezzler!
Gets on the phone to sweet stuff and sets up a rendezvous. Only she’s not his wife. Cheater!
That night at the party, menfolk start shooting billiards to see who slips off with whose wife. Wife swapping!
When a uniformed cop appeared, hubster thinks he’s been caught, confesses his light fingered office antics to wifey, begs her to fix things with the boss.
“How dear?” - - “I know! How about, you let him lube your chassis?” Now, daddy is hosting pimp my ride!
At the office, the lecherous boss states, “I’m sure we can come to an arrangement, Mrs Baremore.”
Baremore! Really? Ha ha ha. I kid you not. Awesome!
End of Part 1.

El cheapo, trashy Silent boasts 6 Parts of melodrama, comedy, moralizing and sleaze.
Dirt track studio aspires with decent sets and lurid story that chugs along.
Later, one of my favorite scenes occurs where a gentleman hands his ladyfriend a bouquet.
She pulls out a rosebud, brushes it next to her cheek, then on her lips where she proceeds to kiss it, lick it, nibble it, then wrap her lips lightly around it. All the while, smiling innocently at her date.
Is she offering what I think she’s offering? How’d this get past the censor? Maybe they were clueless.
Tempted to score this 87/10 for sheer outrageousness, and being PreCode before the Code existed.
Nevertheless, this is an overcooked turkey, with no sound (no music) and the print is battered.

Dreams Of A Life - 2011 - 7/10

Documentary about a woman’s corpse, found in her London bedsit.
She had died three years earlier, Christmas presents around her, telly still running.
Three years. How could anyone be so forgotten?
Interviews with old friends and coworkers served to remind us by what slender threads we hang onto each other.
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I had written dozens of stories about a previous workplace.
Almost everyone gave me permission to continue using their first names. Many were now successful, a few famous.
I couldn’t find one person, though. None of us could. It was as if she had vanished.
At a recent party, R said, “Some people don’t want to be found.”
While watching Dreams Of A Life, I remembered my old colleague, the one who slipped away.
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Lucky Jo - 1964 - 6/10

Jo and his cohorts seem to be the worst criminals in France.
At the very least, they have the worst luck.
Following several incarcerations, three men do the unthinkable. Go straight.
Leaving Jo (Lemmy Constantine) a bit out of place, and not as young as he once was.
Then there’s the bank job, which the gendarmes assume must involve Mister Jo.
Fast moving, often amusing, film is hardly Noir. It’s too playful.
There are at least three lengthy fistfight, with each punch sounding like a someone striking a box.
Constantine appears too old to be an irresistible swain, as well.

Alphaville - 1965 - 7/10
AKA - Alphaville, une étrange aventure de Lemmy Caution

Secret agent Lemmy Caution, from the Outland, arrives in the center of the galaxy, Alphaville.
His mission involves a previous agent, an Outland scientist, and the calculating Alpha 60.
Though science fiction, and using phrases like inter-galactic, the style is full Noir.
Agent Caution drives up in a Mustang, lights cigarettes with his Zippo, packs a gun, carries a pocket camera.
Men wear trench coats or lab coats. Females have numbers tattooed on their neck and most are classified as seductress third class.

Sets are crappy fleabags or sleek, “futuristic” 60’s offices. It is forever night.
Alpha 60, a computer that controls and rules Alphaville, would be HAL 9000‘s wet dream. (Surely Kubrick saw this film.)
If you enjoy poetry readings, boy, are you in for a treat!
Assassinations by swimming pool with synchronized swimmers - check.
If you appreciate extensive talky passages dealing with identity, conformity, ideas, conscience, this is for you!
Noir swerves headlong into Experimental Theatre. SciFi on a mouse allowance.
Biting satire of films detective - spy - thriller - scifi - romance. Surreal mix from Godard.

Apocalypse: Never-Ending War 1918-1926 - 2018 - 7/10

Rather hodgepodge documentary, though not without merit.
This follows the aftermath of World War I. How victors badly bungled the peace.
Countries and empires were portioned, laying the groundwork for future global conflicts.
The rise of fascism in nations is chronicled in the second installment, as well as the world’s scourge, nationalism.

After effects of the slaughter of a generation of men include millions of orphan children, and eligible females emigrating to Australia to try their chances there.
The Jazz Age seems a diversion, yet that was how isolationist America partied itself until collapse.

Two part doc is well colored throughout, and offers a wealth of additional side stories.
Excellent afterword to 1964’s The Great War.

Partners In Crime - 2015 - 5/10

Noisy, busy pooh-baloo follows feckless married couple as they tangle with conspirators.
A pair of three-part episodes, the first with kidnapping, the second espionage.
Agatha Christie’s duo, Tommy and Tuppence, bicker, whine, blunder throughout.
In short, I began to thoroughly dislike the characters as written, as directed.
They went from annoying to irritating to downright insufferable.
One wonders why the government employs such a pair of dunces.
Nice production values, 1950’s period clothes, this may appeal to fans of parlor mysteries.

Better, though with more limited set design, is the like named Partners In Crime from 1983.
Set in the breezy 20’s, the couple have chemistry, they are more nimble socially, and the scripts superior.

Air Doll - 2009 - 7/10
AKA - Kûki Ningyô // 空気人形

An inflatable toy (think unwanted male’s action toy) wakes up one morning and realizes she has developed consciousness.
She wanders the neighborhood, makes friends, finds a job at a video store.
Emotions begin to flower and she has trouble with those.
Moody, melancholy film about loneliness and emptiness.
Yet also about opening your heart to others, despite the inevitable pain.
Haunting, minimalist score.

The Great War - 1964 - 9/10

Grandfather of war documentaries and one of the greatest documentaries ever made.
At a whopping 26 episodes, this is thorough, well researched, and fair minded.
In 1964 many veterans of World War I still survived and they spoke throughout.
Officer aides, footsoldiers, villagers. English, French, Germans, Austrians, Australians, Turks . . .
Minor shortcoming is that few of the interviewees are identified.
Mountains of newsreel footage, campaign maps and strategies. Surprise victories, bitter defeats.
Initial episodes are not even battle related, but background history and events leading up to conflict.

We are still in the 100 year anniversary of WWI; this documentary shows how easy it is to slip into wars, all flag waving and shouting, and how difficult it becomes to get out of them.
Resentments, alliances, race hatred. Realities true during Caesar’s and Napoleon’s era, resonate today.
Several years in, World War I becomes one of attrition, deprivation and endurance.
On both sides, on-leave soldiers grasp how civilians, far removed behind the lines, no longer care about the war nor the soldiers bleeding and dying in miserable trenches, who stand forgotten. Much as today.

Full Circle - 1977 - 6/10
AKA - The Haunting Of Julia

Ten years after Rosemary, Mia Farrow reprises another haunted mother.
After her daughter dies, she separates from her husband, moves into a large, fully furnished flat that may or may not be haunted, and starts “seeing” her daughter.
Based on the Peter Staub book, before he struck gold with “Ghost Story.”
In the movie, you don’t know why she separates from her husband, though in the book he is clearly overbearing, and perhaps more interested in her trust fund than her.
Implausible common Horror violations include:

1. When the door is locked, then audibly unlocks - you DO NOT go inside.
2. Never EVER descend into the basement when you are alone in an empty house.
   Farrow fine as grieving mother, everyone else appears bored.

That Cold Day In The Park - 1969 - 7/10

From her upstairs window, a woman spies young man on park bench, as rain begins.
She invites him inside to warm, offers a meal, takes his clothes to wash.
That last piece ought to have warned him. Keep an eye on your clothing. He is young, however.
While not a hustler, he knows a good setup when he sees one.
Unfortunately, he fails to grasp her degree of loneliness, the current world she feels trapped in.
Early Robert Altman film came right before the “big titles.”
Moody thriller, although those elements are tame by today’s norms. A dark atmosphere predominates.
Slow, stealthy spider and fly story, focuses on the patient cocooning of the prey.
Sandy Dennis occasionally breaks the fourth wall by staring directly into the camera.
Forcing viewers to look inside her in return, seeing a creepy soul whose tight screws begin to pop free.

The Trip - 2010 - 6/10

I had been looking forward to this.
Faux road trip with Steve Coogan and Rob Brydon, spending a week driving from one hotel & gourmet restaurant to another.
Some food, of course, yet this was more a character study of a fading, almost-star and a regional player.
Throughout, both acted like prats in a pissing contest.
Depressing in a way, as viewers observe Coogan grasping that his youth, and his “moment” have passed.
Impressive impersonations of Sean Connery and Michael Caine.
Darkly ironic, since Coogan and Brydon are dwarfed by comparison.
Fill your boots, man!

Enemy At The Gates - 2000 - 5/10

Lord, this shoulda been good! Stupid ass producers.
1942, the Nazis surge across Europe, striking into Russia, and try to capture Stalingrad.
Soviets resistance is furious, though they are no match for the Wehrmacht.
That is, until a sniper emerges who proves deadly to the German officer corps.
Soviet propaganda elevates him to “hero” status, Berlin sends in their best sniper.
Great war scenes, taut cat and mouse sequences between the two shooters.
What went wrong? Some fool decided to shoehorn in a love story.
Worse, turn that into a triangle of jealousy and resentment.
I wish some faneditor would “fix” this.
This could have been great.

Phillips, Thomas - And The Darkness Back Again

My mistake, I was expecting a continuation of Phillips’ previous, and superb, In This Glass House.
This, however, is a collection of unsettled stories, and witnessing.
“Everything Was Explicable” chronicles a day in the perfect life, the perfect marriage, until an abrupt disappearance causes one partner to confront their self, and their shortcomings.
A home-schooled adolescent begins his first forays into manhood. His father, a religious fundamentalist, keeps the boy on a tight leash. The youth is drawn to two females: a fetching librarian, and an absent mother. “Into Her Darkness I Go” uses journal entries to show the learning of forbidden knowledge.
“God In An Alcove” reflects the full day onboard. Not sailing, not adrift, anchored. Stream of consciousness prevails. Stray thoughts, flash of memory, casual decisions, into the night. Nightfall, oh the night, what the darkness brings.
Phillips often writes in fragmentary sentences. So much so, I wondered at times how firm his grasp on syntax was. (Don’t get me going about his almost complete lack of dialogue.) The fragments often underscore the deconstructed lives, the string of insignificant moments, and ego inflated ruminations.
“Firehouse” offers another smug, self satisfied couple, who congratulate their good fortune, their innate cleverness. Making the most of a cramped, yet coveted living space. An oasis in a neighborhood surrounded by dark.
Several stories dance around the confines of religious dogma. Perhaps the author uses these to resolve internal conflicts. Those readers who wrestle creed with liberty may identify. I read unmoved.
“Individual Thought Patterns” is a nasty creeper. Just when I thought Phillips had tucked in one or two exercises, this poisonous pill was forced into me.
With “She” I must confess I deliberately misinterpreted the flow. Once Annie (she) opens her new vinyl album, “Alive,” I envisioned the glam group fronted by Gene and Paul. As Annie lulls to the hypnotic words, I speculated a hybrid between “Angie Baby” and BÖC’s “Unknown Tongue.” I lost the plot and scampered into my own music world, which I am certain was not the author’s intent.

63 Up - 2019 - 9/10

Ninth installment of this, at this point, tremendous documentary.
By now, participants are staring at mortality and taking a hard look back at their lives.
Unlike most of us, who enjoy faulty memory or nostalgia to deceive ourselves, they encounter a brutal looking glass every seven years.
For those who have access, the three part TV specials are generally superior to the movie condensations.
Highly influential. There is an ongoing Russian series (I have, but have not watched),
I cannot imagine a similarly honest series launching in this Age Of The Selfie.

13 Tzameti - 2005 - 7/10

A young, barely employed roofer overhears a fractured discussion from a dying, drugged oldster about making a big score.
The geezer dies, the kid intercepts his mail and decides to follow the steps and take his place.
Easy money.
Black and white French film, stark and dark, turns grim once the kid arrives at the destination.
Once the money men arrive, guns are passed. Then there is no backing out.
Again, this is the 2005 French original, not the 2010 Hollywood rehack.

Young Doctors In Love - 1981- 5/10

More misses than hits in dated spoof of hospital dramas.
Interns arrive at busy hospital and brace for ER overload.
In the same vein as Airplane and Naked Gun, except the writing is worn out.
Assorted actors do their best, but jokes are stale, many of the setups forced.
I recognized cameos from General Hospital, a rage when this came out, forgotten now.
Likewise, references to trashy fare like Student Nurses and Candystripe Nurses, staples of drive-ins back during that time. Watch for a young Michael Richards (Cosmo Kramer) as a hitman.
OK if you like 70’s - 80’s spoof films, and have viewed the better ones already.

56 Up - 2012 - 9/10

Eighth installment of outstanding Up documentary series, which began in 1963 with 7 Up.
The children are now 56. As theorized, the personality of the child very much predicted the adult. The other notions, such as class separation, did not hold as much. Privilege helped, though not always. Likewise, many of the East Enders climbed far.
At their current age, none of them allowed themselves to be baited, goaded or bullied by director Apted.
Worth tracking down right now as the three part series.
The DVD releases are never as good as the TV airings.
Charles, ever stubborn, remains MIA.

American Grindhouse - 2010 - 6/10

Careening documentary of grindhouse cinema covers miles of territory at breakneck speed.
From the Silent era’s Traffic In Souls, through sleaze, exploitation, Blaxploitation, spoofs, until current times.
Always the same ethos, get asses into theater seats! And what works for Klaw will be gobbled by MGM.
I could not keep up. There must have been 200 films, although many were simply lobby cards or posters.
Titles raced by, and I’m going, “Hey! I never heard of Wolf Woman from 1916. I gotta find this winner!”
Quite a few talking heads, all seem utterly delighted to have been invited to gab away.
Absolute must-see for fans for trash, bad cinema, Grade Z shambles.

Picking Up The Pieces - 2000 - 5/10

Murder and dismemberment open up this black comedy that shifts gears into religious satire.
Woody Allen plays Tex, a kosher butcher living in Texas.
Sharon Stone is Candy, his trampalicious wife. She won’t stay buried. Well, her hand won’t stay buried.
In due time it is revered as a sacred relic. - - Swear, I ain’t making this up.
Cheech Marin, Kiefer Sutherland, Elliot Gould, Lou Diamond Philips, Eddie Griffin bolster a big cast in this terrible nonsense.
Several scenes filmed in a trailer park.
Music by Flaco Jimenez.
Be advised, this is NOT a Woody Allen script.

Another Year - 2010 - 6/10

Quiet slice from Mike Leigh.
Happily married couple (Jim Broadbent & Ruth Sheen) and the friends who pass in and out of their lives.
Events move from season to season.
Nothing earth shaking, though Lesley Manville terrific as desperately lonely best friend.

Kfulim: S02 - 2018 - 7/10
AKA - False Flag

One of those rare second seasons that are superior to the first.
This series is slightly longer, with fewer “persons of interest.”
While omnipresent, even the forces of Shin Bet and Mossad, have less screen time.
The focus here is on a terrorist incident designed to disrupt a proposed oil pipeline.
As before, there are lambs offered up a culprits, should investigators want easily solutions,
For thriller fans, espionage buffs, and those who favor densely plotted mysteries.
This is masterfully arranged and executed, though hopefully viewers know a smattering of Mid-East politics and history.

Love Crime - 2010 - 7/10
AKA - Crime d’amour

Kristin Scott Thomas plays ambitious, manipulative boss, who claims credit for work done by her junior.
Of course, she earns a much higher wage than her underling, and a tidy bonus.
(Ha ha ha, stand in line, underpaid flunkies of the world!)
Meanwhile, her subordinate, Isabelle, lays a trail of vengeance via deception.
Solid French revenge film with some nice twists and turns.
Nothing but villains in this; pick your baddie and root.

Death Fever: News From Antwerp - 2019 - 6/10
AKA - Totenfieber: Nachrichten aus Antwerp

Ellen travels to the coroner in Antwerp to identify her daughter.
Questions about the death become moot the next day - after the body vanishes.
Ellen tries to locate her daughter’s flatmate, only she has disappeared.
A well meaning friend opens a door into Santería, and mysteries compound.

Film moves quickly, so you have little time to nitpick discrepancies.
Entertaining horror / thriller will also appeal to conspiracy types.

Fishermen’s Friends - 2019 - 6/10

Crowd pleasing yarn of Cornish fishermen who sing shanties, get discovered by a label rep.
Brits have these films down to a formula. When they work, the trans-Atlantic crowd goes wild.
Other times, the stories fall flat or feel forced.
This is good, reminiscent in places of The Englishman Who Went Up A Hill, other times Waking Ned Devine.
With ten men in the group, most are given one-liners and sharp retorts. Most of these zingers are funny and strike home.
The label rep is truly out of his element, a well-intentioned, and not overly stuffy, Margaret Dumont type.
Plenty of songs with layered harmonies. Predictable to a tee, fine if you are in the mood.

Aft deck:
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For years, at the record shop we had a regular who rolled in looking for sea shanties.
The guy was a caricature of a retired tar.
Built like a fire hydrant, he sported an English naval cap and a thin tee shirt over a massive gut.
Whatever the shirt, there was always permanent spillage cascading from his top deck to Davy Jones locker.
If he had toiled in the navy, then it must have been manning the bilge pumps because he was near deaf.
His sea shanty requests were always barked or shouted.
One of my coworkers named him Poopdeck Pappy and the tag stuck.
Most employees hid, but there were always a few - ahem - who had a soft spot for wackos.
Now and then, browsing import catalogues, I came across CDs of sea shanties and ordered.
Poopdeck always bought.
I think he would have liked this film. Probably sing along, too, causing shipmates to mutiny.
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