Saturday, July 31, 2021

From the vault.

Back when I still had dreams of being a comic book double threat, writer AND artist, I turned out hundreds of pages of art. This is some of my output from the 1970's. Note a strong Tezuka influence on a few of them. 

Monday, July 26, 2021

A strongbox full of reviews!

John Wayne and Robert Montgomery command a PT boat squadron that proves its worth in the early days of WWII.
As the war went on, Hollywood made a concerted effort to move away from the kind of rah-rah, American superman movies made specifically to drum up support for the war effort. They began to produce more serious fare that presented the grimmer side of the struggle to an audience fully aware of the costs of the conflict. Movies like OBJECTIVE BURMA and LIFEBOAT offered more realistic portrayals of the horrors, frustrations and setbacks of the global conflict.
There's simply no better example of this turn toward authenticity than THEY WERE EXPENDABLE. John Ford's tale, scripted by Navy veteran Spig Wead is a devastating story of sacrifice and loss in the first days of the war when America suffered one humiliating defeat after another the outcome of the war was very much in doubt.
John Wayne's performance is excellent and well nuanced in what might have been a one-dimensional role. You can see him being worn down as the film goes on, much of this due to Ford's frankly cruel goading of him for not enlisting. "Papa" Ford would openly berate the Duke, unfairly comparing him to co-star Montgomery who had served in combat. This is certainly the source of the cold fury that hides beneath the veneer of exhaustion that weighs on Wayne in the film's final act.
Robert Montgomery gives his usual excellent performance. An actor who's largely forgotten now, Montgomery was a major star in Hollywood with an incredible range that made him effective in dramas as well as screwball farces. Here he shows off that range in a restrained performance in which what is unsaid says so much more than the spoken dialogue.
The cinematography by Joseph H. August is nothing short of astounding. His use of natural lighting particularly in the third act is highly effective in conveying the mood of resignation and despair. The backdrop of a tropical paradise in a story of such misery and deprivation serves to heighten the gravity of each scene.
Absolutely one of John Ford's best films and, for my money, one of the ten best war movies ever made.


Rosalind Russell is a newspaperwoman who's anxious to leave the employ of Cary Grant, her former editor and ex-husband. But Cary is willing to do anything (and I mean ANYTHING) to keep her on the paper and in his life.

Howard Hawk's remake of the popular play and movie THE FRONT PAGE makes the ingenious change of making the principles a divorced couple instead of a pair of contentious men. What ensues is both a hilarious battle of the exes as well as a cynical comic take on journalism that is as true today as it was in 1940. 

Terrific comedy set pieces and stand out comedy performances throughout. But the movie also asks some hard questions and the laughs are built upon a solid dramatic framework. To my mind, other than pure farces of the Marx Brothers variety, every great comedy has a plot that would have been just as effective as a straight drama. 

Grant turns on his signature charm to such a degree that he makes us forget what a lowdown heel his character actually is. Russell is more than a match for him, keeping up punch-for-punch in one snappy exchange after another. In fact, Russell hired writers on the outside to arm her with comebacks to Grant's frequent off-the-cuff adlibs. Grant caught on early and caught her referencing a cheat sheet and said, "What do you have for us today?" 

And she needed the ammunition as all of her scenes were in the style Hawks created, the rapid fire ensemble scenes where everyone is talking over everyone else but we never miss anything that's being said. Those scenes required deft writing and endless rehearsals to get right. They are the dialogue equivalent of an Astaire and Rogers dance routine. 

The cast is filled with Columbia stock players with Billy Gilbert a standout as a bewildered civil servant. 

BTW, I watched this on a recent Criterion disc. At last, this movie that's been in public domain for decades gets a great restoration. It's never looked or sounded so good as it does now. 

As a favor to a friend, Robert Mitchum returns to Japan and re-opens old wounds while stirring up trouble amongst local gangsters. 
This is a fine, maturely presented action flick scripted by Robert Towne and Paul Schrader. Sidney Pollack directs with a sure eye and lots of earnest respect for the genre he's working in. 
It's a fine mash-up of film noir sensibilities and the requirements of a good yakuza movie. Mitchum enters a world he thinks he understands only to have the tatami mat pulled out from under him again and again.  Takakura Ken, in a role he made his own in a long series of Japanese crime movies, is awesome in the role of a ronin who must bear a world of sorrow on his shoulders. 
The climactic battle delivers bigtime with lots of twists and turns. The blocking and pacing show a keen understanding of what makes yakuza and chambara movies click. And it's kind of nice to see a movie where the characters are tough but not superhuman. 

Solid performances throughout and the kind of hardboiled, unforgiving story you'd expect form the screenwriters who brought us CHINATOWN and TAXI DRIVER. 


Dany Boon is an obsessive-compulsive cheapskate who aggravates everyone he encounters. Even love cannot overcome his manic thriftiness until his life is turned on its head with the arrival of a teenage daughter he didn’t know he had. See, years before, he insisted on using an expired condom and…

Another winner for French comic icon Danny Boon. His portrayal of a series of flawed men with fraying psyches hits comedy gold once again in this grand farce with one awkward moment after another leading to a surprise turnaround in the story that is emotional without being sentimental hogwash. These films are unabashed feel-good comedies and always crafted for laughs without forgetting the need for heart and a cohesive plotline. Not sue if this one is up on Amazon Prime but a few of Boon’s other films are and worth checking out if you’re looking for witty, bright entertainment.


Audie Murphy’s on the run from the law. When the marshal pursuing him meets with an accident, Audie takes on the lawman’s identity. The ruse works fine until he’s drafted as the next town’s new sheriff by judge Walter Matthau. That’s gonna put a crimp in Audie’s plans to rob the town’s bank.

Dandy action-suspense film with Murphy playing a heel pushed by circumstances (a needy orphan, a stray mutt and pretty Gia Scala) to turn over a new leaf. Henry Silva is his usual creepy self as the leader of a rival gang out to take down the bank before Audie can. Most remarkable about this movie is Walter Matthau as a shotgun toting judge who rules the town by his own mercurial set of laws. Matthau appears to be having a great time hamming it up as a western character. It’s shame he gave up being in cowboy movies for urban comedies. 

PATTON (1970)

A warts-and-all bio-pic of the legendary Army general of WWII. We join George Patton as he takes over command of an armored division in North Africa and follow him as he does as much fighting with the media and politicians as he does with the Nazis.

Francis Ford Coppola’s summation of Patton’s WWII years finds all of the highlights as well as the controversies of this man “born in the wrong century.” The film is, if anything, more relevant today than when released with his depiction of the power of the media to drive events and the craven politicians only too willing to bow to them.

The contradictions of Old Blood and Guts are shown here as well, the man’s love of armed conflict and his military ambitions cast against his deep devotion to the soldiers serving under him even as he pushed them to the limit in Sicily and France.


George C. Scott, a figure almost as rebellious and anachronistic as the man he was playing, fully inhabits his subject to a remarkable degree with an indelible performance. Jerry Goldsmith’s score is sometimes grand and sometimes haunting and provides the perfect background for this epic story of triumph and loss.


If I have one quibble it’s the inaccuracy of some of the armored vehicles in the film, particularly on the German side with US issue armor disguised with Wehrmacht symbols and paint jobs. How did a movie like KELLY’S HEROES (which I love) get it so right and this movie so often gets it wrong? Perhaps they should have shot the movie in Eastern Europe instead of Spain.


Lawrence Fishburne is chosen by an ambitious DEA agent to go undercover in the Los Angeles drug trade. But he is soon left to wonder which side he’s on.

A crime thriller as well as a commentary on the corruption on both sides of the law. Fishburne delivers as always, and Jeff Goldblum manages to rise above being miscast as a drug dealer with dreams of empire. Clarence Williams III is given the thankless job of playing the rather heavy-handed moral conscience the film and the scenes between him and Fishburne were better played when Patrick O’Brien and James Cagney were in the roles in another era.   

Some of the elements are dated now but it’s still an interesting time capsule of the days when crack was king. 

Ni pour, ni contre/NEITHER FOR OR AGAINST (2003)

A young woman working as a stringer for a Paris news station accepts and offer form a gang to tape one of their heists. An accessory to the crime, she must either find her place in the gang in order to prevent them eliminating her as a weak link.

A heist movie with a very different twist and take. Part thriller, part character study. No one explores the amoral world of career criminals like the French, and this is a worthy entry in the genre filled with plenty of surprises and nail-biting suspense. I enjoyed trying to “read” the main character and really enjoyed the reveals as they came.


Frank Sinatra is shot down and placed in an Italian POW camp where is, upon his arrival, the highest-ranking officer. With the Italian surrender the men make a bid for escape, hi-jacking a train for a daring rush to the Swiss border.

Big budget actioner that was part of a run of WWII adventure thrillers and this one holds up as one of the better efforts. Sinatra leads a mostly British cast in a grand entertainment filled with action and suspense. The studio was so high on this flick they planned a sequel. But Old Blue Eyes suggested a new ending for the movie that quashed that idea.

Sinatra is just fine in the lead as the brash, opinionated Ryan. I’m always surprised at how physical Sinatra was willing to get in roles and this one is no exception. He was no young chicken when he made this one, but he always appears game to minor stunts and such. Trevor Howard bristles and struts as only he can and is a terrific foil for Sinatra. Look for James Brolin in a small role and comic actor Vito Scotti as the put-upon train engineer. 


Count Dracula leases an English estate and begins pestering local women with nighttime visits.

 Late entry Mel Brooks parody that’s largely ignored but is actually one of his stronger efforts. It’s not the instant classic that YOUNG FRANKENSTEIN is but is every bit as earnest in its approach. The interior sets for Castle Dracula are lovingly recreated from the Bela Lugosi version. And I believe that the choice to shoot this one in color was made so that the Hammer vampire films could be included in the fun. And this one looks very much like a Hammer entry from costuming to sets to acting styles.

Leslie Nielson, fully indulging his second career as a comic actor, appears to be having fun as the count. Mel Brooks is on hand for his usual shtick-filler performance as Van Helsing. Amy Yasbeck does a good job in the kind of role Madeline Kahn usually occupied. And Peter MacNicol steals every scene he’s in as the pitiable Renfield.

Every vampire trope is sent up from crosses, to garlic to an inspired mirror sequence. 

LARCENY (1948)

 Conman John Payne poses as the buddy of a war widow’s dead husband as part of a con to steal money intended for a war memorial. But maybe this heel has a soul as he begins to have feelings for his mark.

Neat little thriller with loads of snappy, hard-boiled patter. The exchanges between Payne and goodtime gal Shelley Winters are particularly ripe. And Dan Duryea is here as the bete noire and there’s no one better. Duryea plays the heavy you feel his presence in every scenes, even the ones he’s not in!

BIG JAKE (1971)

A ruthless outlaw gang led by Richard Boone kidnaps John Wayne and Maureen O’Hara’s grandson. Not a good idea.

A late-entry action western for John Wayne and one senses an attempt to join the swing toward the more mean-spirited genre entries of the period like THE WILD BUNCH or the spaghettis. It even has a screenplay by Harry Julian Fink who penned MAJOR DUNDEE and created Dirty Harry Callahan. But old school director George Sherman is not up to the demands of the story or in tune with the mood required. The set-pieces of light comedy seem misplaced and unwelcome with no effort to make them a more organic part of the story. The action is clumsily staged and flaccid. There’s a very ho-hum approach to the movie’s violence resulting in a muted feeling of suspense in scenes that should have been nail-biters.

The movie only really comes alive in the exchanges between Boone and Wayne with both men obviously relishing their scenes together.

 All-in-all, a decent shoot ‘em up with John Wayne playing John Wayne and some interesting juxtapositions of the modern world intruding on the old west.  But I think this would have been a far better movie as Burt Lancaster vehicle shot by a Euro-western crew.


Polizioto Sprint/HIGHWAY RACER (1977)

 A hot shot cop sees himself as a one-man crimebuster intent on bringing to justice a gang of fast-driving bank robbers. He’s willing to risk it all, the love of his life and his partner’s safety, to take down his quarry.

 A pretty standard Italian cop action flick that’s pretty much a car chase flick.  It’s helped along bigtime with the help of the Remy Jullienne stunt team providing some spectacular car crashes and trick driving. There’s also some welcome humor (rare in Italian crime movies) at the beginning that serves to set up the tragedy that motivates the action in the last acts. The movie took a standard cop movie trope and really infused it with some emotional weight.

 Fun stuff with tough cops and tougher criminals and plenty of gear-jamming pursuits.

Thursday, July 15, 2021

Big Box of Movie Reviews!


Jane Fonda comes back from boarding school to find her daddy’s ranch under fire from a powerful, land-grabbing robber baron. Her only choice is hiring a gunslinger of her own right out of a dime novel.

This classic comedy western still works. It’s funny, charming, and a true cinema gem quite unlike any other film in in the genre. Most notable is the choice to tell the story using a pair of balladeers to sing narrative codas and provide background. The ingenious idea of having them appear on screen as part of the action is nothing less than inspired. And the songs they sing, written specifically for the movie, are welcome additions to the entertainment rather than the cringe-worthy efforts we so often have to endure in westerns. Add to that that they are performed by Stubby Kaye and Nat King Cole and you’ve got pure gold.

Like all successful comedies, this one has a solid dramatic storyline from which to draw the laughs. In fact, Jane Fonda (when she was a promising young actor rather than a useful idiot for leftist causes) plays her part straight, making no effort to get laughs. And her performance is all the better for it by giving the story a dramatic core for the comic actors to play off.

Much has been made of Lee Marvin’s Oscar-winning performance as both the drunken Kid Shaleen and the villainous Tim Strawn. And it is a bravura performance with Marvin delivering hilarious extended comic soliloquies. Much of the success comes from the directors request that Marvin play the role as a tragic, rather than a comic, performance. He asked Marvin to try and make the audience cry rather than laugh and the end result is hysterical.

The rest of the cast is equally effective with Michael Callan and Dwayne Hickman getting to deliver some great gag lines. And there’s a lot of Yakima Canut classic stunt work, particularly with Marvin’s wild horsemanship upon one of the most famous horses in movie history. If you watch this, pay close attention to the quite impressive square dance sequence all done in one extended take.

Un bonheur n'arrive jamais seul /HAPPINESS NEVER COMES ALONE (2012) 

Gad Elmaleh and Sophie Marceau in a fun romantic comedy. Child-hating Gad falls for Sophie not realizing that she had three kids and a troubled past with a series of ex-husbands. The kind of frothy stuff that they make here with Matthew McConoughey and Kate Hudson with a Gallic twist. Meaning, lots more sex and excused amorality. Fun stuff with a gifted comic cast and the kids are funny without being cute and cloying.



Handsomely mounted technicolor production that deserved better than the second feature programmer status it was deigned for. An additional twenty minutes for more character development would have helped this movie in a big way. An astonishing amount of story happens off screen or is explained away in exposition scenes. While there's lots going on, this lack of development at the beginning makes it hard to invest oneself in what comes after. I also had a problem with Dana Andrews as a rough and tumble man of the west. He simply never looks period enough in these movies. But he gets able support from Susan Hayward, Brian Donleavy, Lloyd Bridges, Andy Devine, Hoagy Carmichael and Ward Bond at his most primal.

CA$H (2008) 

Complicated (perhaps TOO complicated) con artist/heist thriller done in the French once-over-lightly style. Jean DuJardin leads a cast of liars, tricksters and pigeons in the kind of movie where you learn never to trust what you can see. I'm seriously going to have to watch this one again and soon to catch what I missed the first time around. Great cast with Valeria Golino, Jean Reno and others. This one moves fast at a blink-and-you'll-miss pace. And Caroline Proust cleans up nice. I'm used to seeing her as the overly-obsessed homicide cop who never showers in the excellent series SPIRAL.


Effective and suspenseful movie about a rural French village that decides to evacuate before the German invasion of 1940. Well-crafted characters, harrowing action and high stakes in a deliberately paced story that will draw you inexorably into these people's lives. Matthew Rhys is excellent as a British soldier who joins the evacuation after his unit is slaughtered. This movie contain one of the neatest (and most desired) scenes of retribution I've ever seen on film. Epic in scale but highly personal as well. It took real skill to balance the big and small story here.


Another tale of evacuation before a Nazi invasion. This time it deals with the king of Norway and the choices he made following the betrayal of his country by both weak-willed politicians and ones who outright colluded with Hitler. Ironically, King Haakon, a monarch, is the one who saves Norway's democratic status. A real, grown-up historical drama done to perfection to present an important chapter of the war most Americans were not aware of.


Currently on Netflix.

A small unit of Americans and Afghan troops are posted at a forward operating base that is situated on the floor of a valley and ripe for attack. The soldiers deal with daily attacks and the creeping sense of doom as one CO after another is targeted and killed by the Taliban.
Based on a true story, this movie makes a real effort to portray the events depicted as realistically as possible to the extent that some of the parts are played by men who were there. As a result, it succeeds in a big way, feeling brutally honest and unblinking in this story of courage, dedication and brotherhood.
The dialogue and action all come across as authentic and the point-of-view of the grunts on the ground is brought to life in a way that is seldom this effective. We’re taken into their daily lives in scenes in well-crafted scenes that inform as well as entertain. Compulsively watchable with a hair-raising, pulse-quickening extended climax that is marvel of action blocking as well as acting. Highly recommended for those who prefer their war movies hew to reality. 

Richard Widmark plays a mercenary operative who sneaks into communist Hungary to convince a leading dissident to escape to the free world. Things are complicated by shifting loyalties and, of course, a dame.

Based on an Alistair MacLean novel with all the plot gimmicks you’d expect from one of his stories. Unfortunately, the confounding twists so prevalent in his work are rendered even muddier than usual to the point where the viewer is left uncertain of who’s who and what their motives are. It’s also remarkably free of action until the third act when things pick up. This makes for rough sledding leading to the exciting climax that turns out to be too little too late. 


Jean Reno leads of squad of cops who are essentially gunfighters. He strongly suspects that a large private bank is being cased for a robbery by a violent gang. But, of course, he meets with resistance from his supervisor. This conflict isn’t helped along by the fact that Reno is bumping uglies with his superior’s wife.

Peculiar attempt to make a more American style cop thriller. I say peculiar as the French have a longer history of making quality policiers than the USA. The first act is a throwback to 80’s action films with flippant heroes, takeaway lines and cartoonish action. But it so settles down as the stakes rise and the drama takes a grim turn. The formal acts of the movie are high-octane action in a more realistic vein with a terrific running gun battle in the streets of Paris that’s a lot closer to HEAT than BAD BOYS.

It’s all worthwhile in the end and worth sticking with. 


Clark Gable is the skipper of a freighter sailing the South China Sea and, boy, does he have problems.

Goodtime gal Jean Harlow’s on board looking to move their relationship to the next level just as Rosalind Russell, an old flame from Gable’s past, books passage with an eye to rekindling their romance. And, unbeknownst to everyone, the ship is sailing into pirate waters!

This movie is a prime example of the kind of high entertainment Hollywood produced with regularity in its heyday. It has romance, suspense, action and humor all served up by a top-drawer ensemble cast and all of it dazzles. Gable is at his easiest, relaxed best in the lead role and Harlow gives as good as she gets. We also have Wallace Beery along as the kind of smarmy louse he played so often. Another highlight is Robert Benchley as a persistently drunken passenger in bits he scripted himself. The balance of the mix is wonderful to behold as the gags all work but so do the set-piece actions scenes. A steam roller loose on the deck during a storm is a horrifying bit of business with high stakes and thrills. The humor and romance scenes do nothing to take away from the dramatic through line of the movie.  This is grand, crowd pleasing stuff and movie I’ve watched more times than I can count. 


Epic retelling of the Allied landing on Normandy in 1944. We follow an international ensemble cast through the first day of the invasion of fortress Europe.

An ambitious effort to get across the scale, import and drama of a day that truly changed the world. Rather than trivialize the event by focusing in on the experiences of a small group of soldiers and their troubles and conflicts, this production sought to get across a panoramic view of the greatest amphibious landing in history through a series of loosely connected vignettes. And it succeeds in a big way to impart the events of the day with clarity and suspense and is equally successful in portraying the human angle as we grow familiar with a large cast of characters and follow them through anecdotes that are sometimes heartbreaking and sometimes humorous. All of this material was culled from Cornelius Ryan’s exhaustive interviews with the men and women who were witnesses and participants in that day. It helps that Ryan wrote the screenplay based on his bestselling history.

And, of course, there’s the all-star cast featuring John Wayne, Robert Mitchum, Henry Fonda, Gert Frobe, Fabian, Bourvil, Sean Connery and dozens of others.

Sunday, July 11, 2021



It’s on Amazon for those of you who’ve been hiding in a cave somewhere.

An army from the future shows up during World Cup finals to warn the planet of an alien invasion that will happen decades in the future. Not only that, but they come to the past to recruit soldiers to fight in the war against the aliens and prevent the extermination of the human race.

Poor Chris Pratt, with this turkey along with PASSENGERS and his JURASSIC PARK entries, seems doomed to play the lead in some of the dumbest movies ever to come out of Hollywood.

This sci-fi actioner is cobbled together from tired ideas strung together in an endless band of cliches, shallow emotional moments and lifeless action scenes. What might have been an interesting framework for an alien invasion shoot ‘em up is poorly presented with very little thought put into making its creaky high concept plot work. This is where movies have come to in the post-modern, post-pandemic, post-woke world. It even manages to blame global warming for the planet’s doom at the hands of carnivorous extraterrestrials.

You’ve all seen this so many times before, right? Act One is sprinkled with lots of characters with oddly specific areas of interest or character traits that you just KNOW, because of those quirks, will show up again in Act Three AND be pivotal to the resolution of the plot. Remember alcoholic crop-duster Randy Quaid in the equally moronic INDEPENDENCE DAY? Or Jeff Goldblum’s Olympic gymnast daughter in JURASSIC PARK: THE LOST WORLD? Only this time out there’s a half dozen of these characters who pop up for a brief moment only as set-ups for their eventual, contrived, re-appearance.

There’re many other examples of totally blinkered thinking to be had here. Like the carnivorous aliens apparent lack of appetite for petite African American women given how many of them form the command core of the future army. Does this make the aliens racist or supporters of racial equity? Or is it just pandering? It’s certainly not diversity as the entire cast is made up of either white or black Americans. Apparently, the alien invaders choose from the Latin and Asian portions of the menu first.


The aliens themselves have nothing really clever, new, or surprising about them. Some producer thought that the more appendages they had the better so there’s lots of limbs they flail about as well as some that fire projectiles at about the same rate as a semi-automatic rifle. I’m surprised they didn’t shoot flame out of their butts or grenades from their nostrils.

And how exactly did a land-based species of predators wrest control of the planet from the human race in only a matter of years despite the fact that every nation is allied against them? This alliance, BTW, entirely falls apart within the span of a week for no other reason than to provide an excuse for our cast of heroes to go rogue in the final act.

Seriously, a species (ours) that used sticks and rocks to become the dominant lifeform on the planet, can’t take care of a horde of galloping beasties with all our vast array of weaponry and total air superiority?

The imponderables arise with a dizzying rapidity as the main conceits of the film are contradicted and violated at every opportunity for the sake of plot development or lame attempts to create dramatic tension. I’ll detail a few here…






















The most jaw-droppingly inane aspect of this film is the creation of the story’s main MacGuffin, the creation of a toxin that will kill the hungry critters dead. Of course, the research into finding this superweapon reaches its crux at mankind’s darkest hour. It’s one of Hollywood’s hoariest tropes. “We’ve got to get that serum through!”

What makes this particular plot element an historic low point in cinema history is how later events in the film (like three minutes later) make the creation of the toxin irrelevant. And yet, the MacGuffin is still kept on board as a major plot point. Not only that, but the ticking clock introduced in the second act becomes irrelevant as well. Instead of hours in which to act, the heroes literally have a decade in which to save the human race from extinction and yet ignore this reprieve in order to try and pump some suspense into the tedious, explosion-laden climax the lazy filmmakers have conceived.

And, as an aside, if you did come up with a sure-fire poison to knock off a bajillion deadly monsters crawling all over the planet, would you really administer it in the form of an injection? Wouldn’t an aerosol have been a better delivery system? Was the CDC consulted? Is that what happened? Did Dr, Fauci suggest going door to door?

Also, don’t get me started on how yet another action epic reduces itself to a drama about abandonment issues. I swear, the only emotional component that seems to touch the flinty heart of Hollywood producers always has to do with either divorce or custody issues. How many movies have you seen where the unfairly wronged Good Dad has to redeem himself in the eyes of his children? How often is our studly hero as consumed with making to his son’s soccer game or his daughter’s recital as he is with saving the free world from destruction? It’s as if the entertainment moguls have reduced all human drama to an argument in the car on the way to drop off the kids. “The world is ending, and you still forgot my birthday!”

I could go on, but I won’t.

Anyway, it’s not hard to see why the original studio abandoned this feature and were only too happy to unload it on  a streaming service with an odious track record for selecting projects. Honestly, this movie serves as a prime (get it?) example of how Amazon sees its consumers. They believe that we’ll buy anything so long as they can push it to the top of the list hard enough. Well, a turd is a turd no matter how many times they send me emails about it.

Wednesday, May 26, 2021

More movie reviews if you want 'em!


Le Casse/THE BURGLARS (1971)
Jean Paul Belmondo heads up a gang of burglars who travel to Greece to steal a fortune in gems from a private home. It all goes as planned except that their getaway is thwarted, and they must spend a week in Athens before the next opportunity. What could spoil a week on the Aegean coast? Crooked cop Omar Sharif who wants his share of the gems.
I saw this in our neighborhood theater when it was released, and it was my first Belmondo film. I enjoyed it so much it sent me on a hunt through the art houses to find more.
A terrific Euro-crime thriller with all the hallmarks, venal cops, car chases, punch-ups, gun battles and the cleverest slapping-a-woman scene in cinema history. (It’s not a true Euro-crime film until a woman is slapped or harmed in some way). As always, JP does his own stunts and makes sure you know it’s him every time. And some of the gags are spectacularly dangerous. It also features what might be Remy Julienne’s longest, and best, extended car chase over and under the streets of Athens.

Tom and Joe are New York City cops who plan a daring daylight heist of a Wall Street firm during a ticker-tape parade for returning astronauts. Now they’re not only wanted robbers, they’re wondering how to sell the goods on without being murdered by the mob.
Written by Donald E. Westlake from his own novel and, perhaps, the closest we’ll get to true Westlake on film. It’s a seamless mix of comedy and thriller and perfectly captures the crushing ennui of urban life in the 1970s. Cliff Gorman and Joe Bologna inhabit the roles of Tom and Joe as though they were born to play them. The apocalyptic vibe of Fear City is portrayed vividly and provides a kind of bleak undertone that allows us to root for these two lawmen breaking the law to get their own. It also serves to ground the film and make the moments of humor work by contrasting them with the horrors of the street.
I saw this upon release on a double bill with CHARLIE VARRICK. Now THAT was a night at the movies!

Glenn Ford arrives in a cattle town and makes an enemy of everyone he meets when he unloads a trainload of sheep and sets out for the open range. He’s not a man to be denied and uses charm, guile and a lightning-fast gun hand to keep his herd intact.
Part of a string of successful westerns made by Ford through the 50’s and into the 60’s. This one relies on comedy more than most of them and Ford was an adept comic actor who looked to be having the time of his life in this role. While there’s a lot of humor here, it’s also very much an action western with all the fights and shoot-outs an armchair buckaroo could want. Shirley MacLaine is the love interest, playing her tomboy character with an equal mix of credulity and coyness. And Leslie Neilson plays the oily badguy and his scenes with Ford are a lot of fun as the two circle one another in a pissing contest that we know will end poorly for one of them. And Edgar Buchanan chimes in with one of his signature character performances.

Marlene Dietrich runs the largest saloon in Nome, Alaska and also has her manicured fingers into gold claims that are now threatened by the arrival of Randolph Scott, a new gold commissioner intent on bring law to the Yukon. But is Scott all he seems, or will Dietrich need on again/off again boyfriend John Wayne to look out for her interests?
Richly realized action adventure stuffed with Hollywood gold. Humor, action, suspense and one hell of an extended fistfight between the Duke and Scott at the film’s climax. Dietrich gives a spirited performance (in her own idiosyncratic way) and there’s real heat between her and Wayne that they, rumor has it, shared off screen as well. It’s a gorgeous production all around with some big action scenes with shoot-outs, punch-ups and a pretty spectacular train crash. And it’s fun to watch Wayne share scenes with his mentor Harry Carey who steals each scene he’s in and the Duke lets him.

Humphrey Bogart and two other hardened cons break out of the pen and lay low in the suburban home of Frederic March, holding his family hostage until they can make their getaway.
A taut thriller with Bogart turning in another indelible performance as a scheming, amoral and ruthless career criminal. March is a stolid husband and father trapped in a balance between his personal honor and the safety of his family. This one wrings every ounce out of the situation with twists, turns, reversals and multiple chess moves between the two principals. A fine supporting cast with Martha Scott, Arthur Kennedy, Ray Teal, Gig Young, Dewey Martin and ubiquitous child actor Richard Eyer (INVISIBLE BOY, 7th VOYAGE OF SINBAD).
On a personal note, I saw this multiple times as a kid on TV and I credit this movie with teaching me the value of low angle shots. Director William Wyler would drop his camera to ground level to mark each dramatic change in the cast’s fortunes and that made a real impression on me.

A corporate oligarch plans a hostile takeover of a rival company. REALLY hostile as he hires a gang of mercenaries to break into the target company’s HQ and beat the daylights out of everyone.
There’s certainly plenty of action. In fact, too much action and too little substance. The fights are well choreographed and brutal, but it all becomes ludicrous as it is revealed that the entire cast is made up of brawling badasses. After a while it grows tiresome and confusing like looking over someone’s shoulder as they play a videogame. I did perk up when they switched from fists to guns and grenades. There are some truly impressive shoot-em-up scenes that are far more realistic than the Popeye and Bluto fights that make up the bulk of the movie’s first acts. If you get a chance, skip to an hour in and enjoy some wild, and believable, gun action.


In 1901 Mississippi, Mitch Vogel is entrusted to look after the family home while the adults travel to a funeral. That includes keeping the family automobile locked away. Only farmhand and car fancier Steve McQueen convinces the boy to take off for Memphis in grandfather’s flivver for a few days of adventure and debauchery.

Though mostly lighthearted fun, the lead character encounters issues that are deeper even than most rite of passage stories deal with. The trip outside of his bucolic small-town existence exposes him to a wider, dangerous and tawdry world than he ever knew existed. All of that grounds the film unapologetically in the reality of the period. There’s high comedy and real drama and it all makes for a well-crafted adaptation of the autobiographical work of William Faulkner.

But what really sets this movie apart and makes it especially relevant in these days of vapid, empty, corporate cookie-cutter entertainment is its inclusion of real stakes for the lead characters. Stealing grandpa’s car was risk enough, but when they lose the car and the only way to get it back by winning a horse race the stakes get cranked higher. That might have bene enough to get us intrigued and keep us interested. Only this story torques it all up higher and higher until the emotional and material consequences seem insurmountable. And the wonderful thing about it all is that, despite our heroes coming out okay in the end, they have left something important behind and the story ends with them left to work ever harder to regain what was lost.

Steve McQueen’s last purely comic role and proof (as if we needed another example) that the King of Cool was also a gifted clown. It also, sadly, has Rupert Crosse’s last performance in a feature. Crosse was a charismatic character who got very few chances to show off his skills before dying at age 45. Here he is the perfectly cast as McQueen’s friend and sometimes foil. 

RED SUN (1971)

A ceremonial sword meant as a gift from the emperor of Japan for the president of the United States is stolen by outlaw gang leader Alain Delon but not before Delon leaves partner Charles Bronson behind, mistakenly believing the Bronson is dead. Now Chuck is forced to team with samurai Toshiro Mifune to hunt down Delon’s gang and retrieve the sacred sword.

The casting of three huge international actors is enough to carry this picture on star power alone. The sheer macho of Mifune and Bronson is enough to form an almost visible field of testosterone-fueled energy. There’s lots of bravado and action and all the one upmanship you’d expect but there’s just not a whole lot of story. This really called for an approach more akin to THE GOOD, THE BAD AND THE UGLY. Some more complication and grist rather than a “from here to there” kind of story. Still, the gunplay is good, the scenery terrific and Ursula Andress and Capucine are along for the ride. 

Les anges gardiens/GUARDIAN ANGELS (1995)
Gerard Depardieu is a former gangster who agrees to travel to Hong Kong as a favor to a dying friend. He’s to smuggle a young Chinese boy and millions in bearer bonds back to France. To this end, he enlists the help of a Catholic priest played by Christian Clavier.
This movie is seriously nuts. I mean CRAY-zee. It begins like a bloody Hong Kong action flick before morphing into a chase comedy with heavy elements of farce. And THEN, fifty-five minutes into its running time a supernatural element is introduced as Depardieu’s guardian angel (played by Depardieu in a schoolboy uniform and fright wig) shows up to plague his conscience. But somehow, against all odds, it all still works thanks to the most frenetic pacing I’ve ever seen in a film along with a gaggle of over-the-top comic performances and some seriously violent action sequences. Being populated with some astonishingly beautiful women doesn’t hurt either. In the film, Depardieu owns a Paris nightclub that features really wacky naughty dance routines. The one with a full-sized sea lion made my jaw drop.

Charles Grodin gets taken in a scam involving a one hundred carat diamond. To get himself out of trouble with a statistic underworld figure, he must plan and execute a robbery on a London gem merchant’s impregnable safe.
A slick, sophisticated heist flick with Grodin and co-star Candace Bergen playing it once over lightly throughout. They have a brittle chemistry that really works due to their contrasts. Bergen is breezy and carefree while Grodin plays his patented repressed cynic, and the match is perfection. The lead-up story is fun and the robbery sequence and its fallout make for a lot of suspenseful moments. Based on a novel by Gerald Browne, the screenplay got some serious tweaking in an alternate cut in which Grodin convinced the studio to let him write and perform narration throughout. I’ve seen both versions of the film and the one with Grodin’s stream of consciousness off-screen asides is far superior.
Director Aram Avakian was also at the helm of one of my other favorite heist flicks, COPS AND ROBBERS, adapted from a Donald Westlake novel.

Eyjafjallajökull/VOLCANO (2013)
Dany Boon is travelling to his daughter’s wedding in Corfu when his trip is interrupted by the eruption of a volcano in Iceland. To make matter worse, Valérie Bonneton, his ex-wife, is one the same plane. The two decide to pool their resources to travel by car across Europe to reach the wedding in time. Soon, the animosities of their former marriage emerge to put them at odds.
Another well-crafted comedy produced by Dany Boon, France’s most successful movie comic. Boon is perfectly matched in the physical comedy category by the rubber-faced Bonneton. The two have a real chemistry even when they’re battling. Especially when they’re battling. A kind of more frantic PLANES, TRAINS and AUTOMOBILES as the trials and setbacks and felonies of their odyssey mount up and tensions rise that threaten to demolish both their lives. Fun, silly, escapist fare by a master of the farce.

A US general with plans for the D-Day invasion is captured by the Germans and held in a mountaintop castle facing interrogation and torture. A commando raid is put into action to rescue the general but is hampered by enemies from within.
Specially written by Alistair Maclean as a starring vehicle for Richard Burton, this flick has all the hallmarks of a MacLean actioner. Plenty of intrigue, dead bodies, explosions, chases, thrills and betrayals. Deliberately plotted with some great suspense moments. Burton is too old for the role but goes at it doggedly if not entirely sober. Clint Eastwood is his co-star and one sense the disdainful sneer fixed on his face is not acting. Eastwood hated making this flick which features his highest body count ever.
Still, it’s a grand adventure throughout and the kind of straight-up war action flick they don’t make any more in H’wood.

Recently released criminal mastermind Robert Redford is pulled into leading a crew to steal a valuable diamond to settle a dispute between warring African tribes. Unfortunately, stealing it once will not be enough.
William Goldman does a terrific job of adapting Donald E. Westlake's first John Dortmunder novel to the big screen. An instant classic caper comedy, Goldman keeps what is essential form the novel. He retains the brittle relationship between Dortmunder and his frequent partner-in-crime Andy Kelp (played to perfection by George Segal) and adds a frisson of tension by making Kelp Dortmunder's brother-in-law. Goldman also keeps other of the novel's best elements, the backroom bar meetings at the Amsterdam, the banter between the members of the crew, and the wonderfully realized scenes with Stan Murch, the gang's getaway driver as embodied by Ron Liebman with Charlotte Rae cast as the character only ever known as "Murch's mom" in the novels.
But chief among this movie's many high points is the performance of Robert Redford. With his matinee idol looks, Redford would have been my last choice to play the put-upon everyman Dortmunder. The actor I always envisioned in this part is James Cromwell. But Redford totally gets what's required of him to pull this off and shows a real affection for the character he's play as presented in Westlake's prose. His body, language, even his posture, puts across the fatalistic, born-to-lose, "why me?" personality of John Dortmunder.
Funny, fast-paced, suspenseful and loaded to the brim with one solid performance after another. Zero Mostel, Moses Gunn and Paul Sands are all in top form and Christopher Guest appears in a blink-and-you-miss-him scene in which he delivers one of the movie's best laugh lines.

Clint Eastwood is on the run from former associates who mistakenly believe that he screwed them over in a bank heist they pulled together. While on the lam he encounters free spirit Jeff Bridges who convinces him that the only way out of his troubles is to repeat the same heist again.
On a heist flick kick this week and this one is a classic. Part bromance, part road picture and part crime story, this movie takes its time getting where it's going but you won't mind a bit. Clint and Jeff have a real chemistry here but, as my wife pointed out, who WOULDN'T have chemistry with any character played by Jeff Bridges?
It's a very 70's movie in all the best ways. It's earthy and oddly paced and takes time out for poetry as well as scenery. And my favorite scene is an improv bit where Bridges uses a hand covered in raccoon feces to get Eastwood to break character and elicits from him a VERY Clint-like real world rejoinder.
It's funny, suspenseful and touching (though without sentiment) and George Kennedy and Geoffrey Lewis play a pair of indelible lowlifes.

Kim Basinger is a professional bank robber out on parole after a six year jolt. She's forced to try and pull the same the job that put her away by the very man who ratted her out the first time.
A pretty neat heist flick with some clever ideas and unforeseen twists. There's a buddy bond between Basinger and co-star Val Kilmer that, refreshingly, never turns romantic. And Terence Stamp is on hand playing his brand of smooth sleazebag with Jo-juh drawl.
The only drawback in this flick is Basinger. She does a fine job in the role but, ultimately is just too damned attractive to be believable as an ex-con and heist artist.

Newlyweds Henry Fonda and Claudette Colbert set out for the wilderness in the early days of the Revolution. They are soon caught up in the events of the war with their lives and livelihood at stake when the Iroquois go on the warpath at the urging of the redcoats.
What a year for movies 1939 was! And this is juts another fine example of the kind of quality entertainment Hollywood was capable of in their golden era. John Ford brings his talents to bear on this story and the results are magnificent. Ford was a keen storyteller who knew how to balance the epic elements of a tale like this with the more personal aspects of the characters involved.
An earnest effort to remain historically accurate to the period elevates this to a true period drama rather than a simple action picture. The cast is great with Colbert and Edna May Oliver standouts as the kind of tough-as-nails women who help bring civilization to the frontier.
A recent restoration from a technicolor master prints really brings this grand feature new life. Some of the shots, using natural sunlight, or the lack of it, are stunning.

The former bodyguard of the king goes into hiding to protect the king's daughter from foreign invaders and enemies within the court. Years later, as he is losing his eyesight, the swordsman is called upon once more to save the princess from a terrible fate.
Badass Korean actioner that remembers to have a story and plenty of heart. The action is terrific and eschews the more frenetic methods of most recent swordfight flicks. The core situation moves from bad to worse to unthinkable as all as the stakes rise higher and higher as do the stacks of bodies. Excellent performances throughout and an ensemble cast of characters that you learn to care about. Oh, and some truly despicable bad guys. The villains in K-dramas seem to break into two groups; a-holes from China or a-holes from Japan depending on the period.

When a big city newspaper mistakenly reports a scandal involving spoiled heiress Myrna Loy a five million dollar libel suit ensues. To save the paper, editor Spencer Tracy hires legal sharpie William Powell to compromise Loy in order to embarrass her into canceling her legal action. But to make the gag work, Powell must marry Tracy's fiancé Jean Harlow. Get all that? You will.
This one belongs on anyone's list of the best Hollywood screwball comedies. It has a wonderful premise that pays off over and over again as the four personalities clash and compromise then clash again. It's a seamless romantic comedy as well with all the "will they or won't they?" aspects required of an effective cinema love rack. Loads of sparkling dialogue and exchanges and William Powell gets to show off his abilities as a physical comic with a hysterical scene of him ineptly pretending to be an expert fly fisher. Four of the biggest star of their era in a movie worthy of them all.

HANG 'EM HIGH (1968)
Clint Eastwood is falsely accused of rustling and strung up by a lynch mob. They really should have stuck around to make sure he was dead. Clint survives to take on a marshal badge so he can hunt the vigilantes down under the cover of the law.
This standard fare western actually improves with age. It's kind of a snapshot of the shifting morals of the late 60's and the start (along with THE WILD BUNCH and others released the same year) of the trend toward "mean" westerns that would dominate the genre into the 70's.
It's action packed and often suspenseful and notable for being packed with great character actors and contract players with Bruce Dern, Bob Steele, Charles McGraw, Alan Hale Jr, Ed Begley, Pat Hingle, Ben Johnson, Dennis Hopper, L.Q. Jones and a busload more including the actress who used to play Howard Sprague's girlfriend on Mayberry RFD as a prostitute!
This is the first film made under Clint's Malpaso banner and he appears to have had a lot of control over the production. He hired Ted Post to direct. Post was his most frequent director on the Rawhide TV series and Clint, famously, did a lot of overtime on that show learning filmmaking from all involved including set designers, cameramen, wranglers and stuntmen. Proof of his eagerness to learn everyone's job is in the series itself. In the series' second unit footage Clint's character, Rowdy Yates, is the only main cast member seen roping strays and bulldogging herds along with the stunt riders. I imagine he hired Post to direct as a payback for mentoring him. This was Post's first theatrical feature.

Alan Ladd is a gunrunner offering a planeload of machine guns and ammo to a beleaguered raj along the northwest frontier. But local bureaucrat Charles Boyer abhors violence and won't let Ladd do business even as the bandit tribes close in.
A script by Jo Swerling that provides Ladd with some great snarky tough guy lines as well as building a believable romance between him and co-star Deborah Kerr. Solid direction by Charles Vidor who torques up the tension as the situation quickly slides from bad to worse over the course of the picture and Ladd evolves from heel to hero.
This movie is probably most famous for its closing scene, a daring choice at the time for what is, essentially, a studio programmer.

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Rail workers in Tsavo are being plagued by a pair of male lions who seem intent on stopping construction of a vital bridge. Val Kilmer is sent to sort things out but soon realizes he's over his head and must call upon the talents of professional hunter Michael Douglas.
This is big African adventure stuff based on the true story of the lions of Tsavo and, as the movie claims, even the most incredible parts of this story actually happened. A solid script by William Goldman and sure direction by Stephen Hopkins make this one a rewatchable classic. Add to that one of Jerry Goldsmith's best scores and you have yourself a fine movie night.
The ensemble cast is excellent and Kilmer does himself credit by playing an Irishman without resorting to a faux brogue. The lion sequences use old school process shots as well as trained lions and are all the more effective for it. Part horror movie and part safari adventure. I only wonder what took Hollywood so long. What a flick this would have made for someone like Errol Flynn!

Mains armées/ARMED HANDS (2012)
A national police officer is on the trail of a massive smuggling operation involving military ordnance stolen by a Serbian mob. These guns are finding their way into France to spark a crime wave. He enlisted the aid of his daughter, a Parisian narcotics detective.
This is an excellent policier with some unforeseen twists, rapid pace and plenty of action including gunfights and foot and car chases. The movie remarkably free of exposition. We learn a lot of what's going on by inference or casual asides. That's invisible writing, mon frère. And it's one of the aspects of this thriller that keeps it consistently engaging.

Danny and Peachy, soldiers of fortune and scoundrels of the first order, take off through the Hindu Kush for the back of beyond with the idea of making themselves kings. Or, more to the point, as rich as kings.
This John Huston adaptation of the classic Rudyard Kipling story was twenty years in the realizing, Originally written to be cast with Clark Gable and Humphrey Bogart, Huston found more and suitable replacements in Sean Connery and Michael Caine.
This is adventure on a grand scale, deliberately paced and shot in a way that we share Danny and Peachy's sense of discovery as they explore a part of the world no westerner has ever seen.
The pair are obviously having the time of their lives, though Connery looks a bit rattled in the extras over the eight foot fall he has to take at the film's climax.
Much of the supporting cast was derived from Moroccan locals including the high priest who was over 100 years old at the time of filming.
A simply terrific story, wonderful performances and plenty of humor, suspense and action.

RIO BRAVO (1959)
John Wayne arrests the brother of a powerful rancher and all hell breaks loose.
Despite what a certain comic book artist I know will tell you, RIO BRAVO is easily in the top five of great American westerns. I know that many feel that EL DORADO (a near-remake of this film) is superior. And while the later film is excellent in its own right, RIO BRAVO stands taller.
This was made by Howard Hawks after a five year hiatus from filmmaking. He returned to the US from a long stay in Europe to find that television had taken over as America's entertainment medium of choice. He realized that he'd need to change how he worked to concentrate on drawing audiences to theaters to watch his films. What he determined was that Americans were being exposed, thanks to their obsessive TV watching, to more live and filmed story content than ever before. It would take more than story to bring them from their homes to buy tickets. So he and old H'wood hands Jules Furthman and Leigh Brackett worked to fashion a movie that emphasized experience over plot.
The result is a classic Hawks "hang-out" flick. Thank you to whoever gifted me with that accurate descriptor for so much of Hawks' work. We spend a few days with the Duke, Dean Martin, Ricky Nelson and Walter Brennan as they deal with one challenge after another to their authority and the peace of the town they guard.
There's laughs and romance and suspense along the way and it all seems to just "happen" without contrivance or hurry, growing out of the relationship between these men of common cause. The dialogue is, as always ion a Hawks feature, witty, sharp and delivered in a casual manner that makes it seem like improv. More impressive are the scenes without dialogue. The opening sequence in which we learn all we need to know about the two main characters even though not a word is spoken between them. The scene where Dean Martin convinces us, with a change in his facial expression alone and the simple gesture that follows that his courage is restored.
And, yes, Ricky Nelson is not a very good actor. But anyone who was watching TV at the time knew that this was the charm of he and his brother Dave. They were family members drafted into acting and there was always a degree of wry amusement behind their eyes at being seen as TV stars. That quality always made them the funniest characters on their parents' show, delivering their gag lines as if they were outsiders commenting on the absurdity of it all. The writers of the show learned to lean into that. That same wary delight is what makes Nelson's performance work here.
This is Hawks' last great film and is top drawer in every respect. Don't let anyone convince you otherwise.

Popeye Doyle pursues Frog One to Marseilles only to be used as bait by the French police. But Popeye never knows how to leave well enough alone.
That rarest of cinema rarities, the worthy sequel.
While not the equal of the 1971 original, the movie does not make the mistake of so many follow-up films. It is not in any way a near-remake of the first film It's an excellent police thriller of its own and stands up well on its own merits.
The tone, look and pacing of the Friedkin film are perfectly matched by director John Frankenheimer. The writing is sharp and the action solid. But the key to all of this is hackman's stellar performance, in particular the scenes where he must go cold turkey after three weeks as a heroin addict, a condition forced on him by abductors. Hackman is never better than when taking on a character as complex as this and then telling us a story from that character's point of view. His vain attempt to explain who Whitey Ford is heartbreaking and breathtaking at the same time. Ever want to see an actor 1000% committed to a role? Hackman's always that.

Viking Kirk Douglas and slave Tony Curtis are half-brothers and even their daddy, Ernest Borgnine, doesn't know their relation. With the capture of princess Janet Leigh the tensions between the two half-siblings reach a fever pitch resulting in treachery, intrigue and war.
It's hard to estimate the impact this movie had on me as a little boy watching it on the Sunday Night Movie all those years ago. This grand Hollywood entertainment, produced by Douglas, still holds up just fine. The full-on gusto performances of the entire cast, an intelligent script. location filming shot by Jack Cardiff and an unusual attention to period accuracy make this superior entertainment.
Douglas is at the top of his form as the vile but heroic Einar. Curtis, never at his best in period roles, is very effective as the slave Erik. And Janet Leigh manages to be more than an ornamentation in a very strong performance as the always-in-jeopardy Morgana. But it's Borgnine, as Ragnar, who owns this movie. Even through a wooly beard, we can read his every thought and feel his rages, sorrows and joys. And he has one of the most memorable death scenes in cinema history.
And, despite its age and all that has come since, that vertigo-inducing sword fight atop the castle keep is just as effective today as it was when the film was released.

Jake Gyllenhaal is an opportunistic grifter who changes from selling stolen recyclables to video journalism. Already a sociopath, his deep dive into turning other people's tragedy into money and power turns him into an unfeeling monster willing to do anything to get the footage he needs.
I generally stay away from movies with a journalist as the protagonist unless I know he's going to be portrayed as a total scumbag. ACE IN THE HOLE comes immediately to mind. No problem here. Gyllenhaal's Lou Bloom is a monster in human guise. But, as is the point of this story, he is a welcome monster in the cutthroat world of journalism. The movie is dark and seedy and will give you the serious creeps. It's also fast-paced and fascinating and Gyllenhaal scores another amazing performance.
Another flick heartily recommended to me by Mike Baron. Keep 'em coming!