Give Em Hell Malone
Frankie the Crooner: Suck my Sinatra.
It’s been a long time since I’ve cringed so consistently at a film. It’s like someone watched the Usual Suspects, read a bit about the noir genre, and then got a shitload of money from their uncle to finish their first draft script.
Let’s all pour one out for the late Trevor Bolder, formerly of the Spiders from Mars.
Judge Dredd: Negotiation’s over. Sentence is death.
An almost bafflingly pretty and well crafted film given the source material. The story is simple, and it reaches exactly the conclusion you expect, but its a fun ride, and a very stylish flick.
The Dead Zone
Greg Stillson: I have had a vision that I am going to be President of the United States someday. And nobody, and I mean nobody is going to stop me!
Crisp photography, a few instances of gruesome violence, a great pro/an-tagonist pairing, and an excellent premise, but the movie moves way too slow and does too little. I suspect that the filmmakers tried too hard to stay true to the King story, and it left the film feeling sluggish and sparse on the most interesting elements of the plot.
Oh jeeze, sorry, with this eyepatch on, I didn’t see you there.
Rocky Horror Picture Show
The Criminologist: And crawling, on the planet’s face, some insects, called the human race. Lost in time, and lost in space… and meaning.
Whether you love camp or not, it’s pretty clear this is the finest campy film ever made. It can be a bit much at time, but the cast is fun, the music is great, and it is a really enjoyable film to watch.
Oh god, you just shocked the freakiest man alive!
Volumnia: Anger’s my meat; I sup upon myself, and so shall starve with feeding.
Obviously the script is unimpeachable, and the production values are pretty excellent as well, and exactly as violent and bloody as the story requires. The only major issues with the film are some poorly cast roles, and a plot that is badly condensed due to time constraints.
From NME’s synopsis of the Bowie Is art exhibit:
1995’s ‘Outside’ was supposed to be part of a series of works known as ‘The Nathan Adler Diaries’, which would be terminated in December 1999. In a handwritten note explaining the copy, Bowie writes, “History is now an illusion, therefore theoretically the future no longer exists. There is only today.”
I can’t even describe how great that is.
Warden: If I was to sink my teeth into your eye right now, would you be able to stop me before I blinded you?
It’s a film that has a stellar cast, a rich color palette, some really well done visual tricks, a strong score, and a really interesting plot hook that just doesn’t fail to work. With everything working in the film’s favor, the plot ends up being so silly and unconvincing that nothing really resonates very well.