Peter Duffell directs Christopher Lee, Peter Cushing and Denholm Elliott in this British horror anthology set around the same cursed country house.
Writer’s block. Wax museums. Child terrors. Possession via cloak. Not the finest Amicus compilation of Tales Of The Unexpected. These are all by Psycho’s Robert Bloch. The last chapter with Ingrid Pitt is the silliest tonally which is a shame as the concept has the most potential to be proper scary if played straight.
Jason Reitman directs Adam Sandler, Kaitlyn Dever and Rosemarie DeWitt in this drama where a group of high school teenagers and their parents attempt to navigate the many ways the Internet has changed their relationships.
A social media age The Ice Storm. I can absolutely see why this didn’t ignite. The satire is preachy and a little too on the nose. But it does land a fair few emotional blows and it ain’t hard to care about a support cast as muscular as this. An Oscar bait movie that lost all its Award Season heat after some shoulder shrug initial reviews that probably warrants a reassessment.
The Twenties were defined by a lot more mouth-on-mouth kissing than you’d ever expect…
Our Hospitality (1923)
John G. Blystone and Buster Keaton direct Buster himself , Natalie Talmadge in this parody of D.W. Griffiths where a city boy innocently returns to his Appalachian homestead only to be caught in a feud that has be going on for generations.
Takes a little while to get going. I’m guessing because the first few scenes out of context are spoofs of Griffith’s where the jokes are now lost to time. Once the less subtle sight gags start coming there are some doozies. A horse’s rear dressed as an old maid. Yes please! That central conceit of not being able to leave a house as the hosts are no longer obliged not to kill you is robust and rewarding.
8
The Kid (1921)
Charles Chaplin directs himself, Edna Purviance and Jackie Coogan in this dramedy where The Little Tramp cares for an abandoned child, but events put their relationship in jeopardy.
Hands up… I’m not Chaplin’s biggest fan. This is iconic but more often mawkish rather than silly. Also no one seems to be noting his big Heaven dream sequence at the end imagines “Heaven” as the place where pre-teens are sexualised beauties well up for a snog. I don’t believe I’m overthinking it because he later knocked up the same child actress before she was 16 and had to marry her. Oh Charlie! Those few seconds of this classic film aren’t the only thing that mar it. I just prefer the daredevil knockabout of Harold Lloyd or Laurel & Hardy.
6
Speedy (1928)
Ted Wilde directs Harold Lloyd, Ann Christy and Bert Woodruff in this comedy where a hapless go-getter saves the city’s last horse-drawn trolley, operated by his girlfriend’s grandfather, from being taken over by a nefarious corporation.
Easily the highlight of this mini-season. There is a half hour interlude from the main narrative where Speedy and his girlfriend go on a trip to Coney Island – rides the neckbreakers and try ALL the food. This would be deliciously watchable if it was just played straight but then we get a new suit, a crab in your pocket and a stray dog causing all kinds of mayhem. Just a perfect sequence. The rest of the movie is pretty wonderful too with old men rioting in the street and a Manhattan chase so hectic that it puts Die Hard With a Vengeance to shame.
9
Sherlock, Jr. (1924)
Buster Keaton directs himself, Kathryn McGuire and Joe Keaton in this comedy where a film projectionist longs to be a detective.
A mish-mash of ideas. Loads of very clever tricks shots. I’m just not sure all the celluloid film-flam is as funny as it is clever.
Olivia Wilde directs herself, Seth Rogen and Penélope Cruz in this comedy of manners where two sets of ageing millennial neighbours talk sex and noise bleed.
Sharp. Continually funny without breaking reality. Wilde makes excellent use of the claustrophobic space keeping it cinematic but also a pressure cooker. Everyone is on top form. The most laughs we have had in a multiplex in a long old time. Also the most pale blue on film since Brokeback Mountain’s stonewash denim budget almost bankrupted Ang Lee. I’m so glad we don’t invite people over and barely know our neighbours.
Jeff Tremaine directs Johnny Knoxville, Steve-O and Wee Man in this final film in the extreme stunt and prank show series.
A bit of a swizz. The new pranks aren’t great (mainly electrocutions and shit) and the “best of” reruns didn’t get much of a response at my screening. Where this one pays the bills is in unreleased footage. Unaired pilot gags and stunts way too controversial for telly. Johnny (or is it PJ?!) shoots himself in the chest with a real handgun and goes to a hardware shop dressed up as a realistic escaped convicted felon.
5
Perfect Double Bill: Anvil: The Story Of Anvil (2008)
Wolfgang Becker directs Daniel Brühl, Katrin Sass and Chulpan Khamatova in this comedy where in 1990, to protect his fragile mother from a fatal shock after a long coma, a young man must pretend her beloved nation of East Germany is still going strong and the wall still exists.
Cute arthouse crowd pleaser remembered for the impressive shot where a broken statue of Lenin dangles from helicopters through a housing estate. And making Daniel Brühl a thing. The set-up is more interesting than watching the joke run out of steam. Yet it is very appealing and reaches some nice humane moments in between the colourful satire.
Becky Sharpe directs Charissa Shearer, Jamie Pigott and Antonia Gorence in this British indie thriller where a sad sack performance artist becomes obsessed with Isobel, her spooky surgeon lodger.
I don’t think I have ever seen something quite so awful and mesmerisingly humdrum as this. The acting is especially drearily one-note. Beyond parody, yet very dull. I genuinely think you’d have to work harder to make something this incompetent and unpalatable.
Ben Feldman directs Hillel Slovak, Anthony Kiedis and Flea in this talking heads documentary revisiting the formative years of the Los Angeles band, and the influence of original guitarist Hillel Slovak, who died in 1988.
Not the maddest fan of the Red Hot Chili Peppers but their biggest hit will get me bobbing my head when they come on. This is quite a sweet way to capitalise on the chaos and self-destruction of the their first decade. I reckon going to see them live in the mid Eighties would have been epic, but they wouldn’t be a chill hang off stage. At their best when they are being dorky dafties.
Adam Carter Rehmeier directs Conor Sherry, Gabriel LaBelle and Mika Abdalla in this teen comedy where two hustlin’ best pals rent a poolside concession stand over the summer but find big business puts their friendship to the test.
1991 soft nostalgia. I would have loved this movie if I was 12. I don’t have room for another one like this in my life now I’m 46. It actually does everything right and Mika Abdalla has potent star power. Give it a chance…
Peter Del Monte directs Kathleen Turner, Gabriele Ferzetti, and Gabriel Byrne in this drama where a grieving woman slides between two realities after her husband Paolo’s death.
Sting is in this too. Being creepy. Roeg / Antonioni vibes. Turner was at the height of her fame when she decided to make an Italian art movie that mainly seems to exist to test out the advances in high end VHS cinematography. The only mystery is… why?
5
Perfect Double Bill: Identification of a Woman (1982)
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