lørdag 2. mai 2009

Intermission

We interrupt the regular programming to bring you this collection of screams.





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For more information about the many screams of Wilhelm, click here.

søndag 14. desember 2008

Pensione Paura (1978)





A sombre concoction of sleaze and repressed sexuality from Francesco Barilli, the director of The Perfume of the Lady in Black.

Pensione Paura, or The Rape of Senorita Julia for the ones who want their film titles free of subtlety, takes place in Italy anno 1945. Rosa, an adolescent, helps her Mother run the family hotel while waiting for her father to return from the war. There's a snag, though: Each and all of the male hotel guests are pushy, perverted sleazebags. Not a single moment passes without one of them trying to grope and fondle Rosa, be it on the beach, in the kitchen, in the hallway, in the dining room or in her bedroom.


Leonora Fani as Rosa.


"Mmm, thighs!"

After the mysterious death of Marta, her mother, she is raped by one particularly sleek and sleazy guest (after being lured into the room by his girlfriend), then chased by two diamond seeking goons, and finally forced to join an orgy (which - of course - all the guests take part in). The way over the top ending - the cheese dripping sort only Italians can pull off, that is - puts an absurd touch to the sombre proceedings of the film.


"Ah, this seems like the right time and place to be spouting morbid witticisms! Surely!"


"Hng! Take a peek through the keyhole! I've got a surprise for you, Rosa!"


Mandatory giallo lighting.


Orgy time!


Mandatory man-in-the-attic shot.

A good performance from Leonora Fani, who also played in the notorious Giallo a Venezia (1979), as the subdued (in at least two senses of the word) Rosa. Also features a neat soundtrack from Adolfo Waitzman.

lørdag 6. september 2008

Red Zone Cuba (1966)





Red Zone Cuba is a meandering - but still oddly abrupt and baffling - concoction written, directed, produced, and botched by Coleman Francis, an American film director and actor with a disturbing preoccupation with light aircraft and desert locations (Red Zone Cuba offers both in abundance).

The film opens with a greasy, young reporter asking some worn train engineer about three schmucks whose names I can't remember (and I
checked IMDB one minute ago). One of these schmucks apparently "ran all the way to hell".

One of the guys, Coleman Francis that is, seems to have escaped from jail. He runs into the other guys, two bean slurping hobos on the run (from something). These three make their way to Cherokee Jack, some dude with a plane. He flies them to a military training facility for some reason. Coleman all of a sudden decides to strangle one of his new friends (he doesn't succeed in killing him, though). Then they attempt to escape (the reason being something with money, lack thereof probably). They get captured and forced to invade Cuba (naturally).

On Cuba - which has an eerie resemblance to the desert they just left - they are immediately captured again (naturally). After a lengthy and boring sequence of executions they manage to escape yet again, after ditching a dying friend who nags on about a tungsten mine back home. Cue the Colemanian light aircraft. With a freshly stolen plane they head back to the US. Back home they celebrate their recently acquired freedom by dropping a gloomy café owner down a well, killing him and leaving his blind daughter running the café alone. Heart-warming.

Finally they decide to steal the tungsten from the bozo they left dying on Cuba. Enter the college squad AKA the local police force - oh, and more light aircraft. Coleman refuses to turn himself in, finding it more dignified to be shot down in the desert by a helicopter. Rummaging through his pockets one of the police men utter this spot-on gem: "Ran all the way to hell... with a penny and a broken cigarette". THE END! My mind hurts...

Screenshots coming up.

søndag 31. august 2008

Drunken Master (Hong Kong, 1978)




Jackie Chan lacks discipline. Therefore (?) he is sent to a scruffy, drunk beggar with no hygiene. They drink a lot to emulate eight modes of drunken fighting. This comes in handy when Jackie's father is hunted by a hired assassin (!). There you have it.

Pros:

  • Inordinate amounts of wine guzzling. Even during fights.




  • A dead drunk kung fu master looking for a drinking companion. Kung fu masters sharing their wisdom.




  • Scientific facts!




  • Eight inane, random modes of drunk fighting. Here's one of them.




  • Others include: Tso, the desperate throat lock; Han, blowing his flute; Auntie Ho, swinging her body around.

    Why not: Bozo, playing his xylophone; Hai Ho, the comatose; Grannie Pei, showing off, much to her family's embarrassment.

  • Embellishes the joys of cirrhosis of the liver drunken fighting.




Cons:

  • Could've used some sober people.

fredag 29. august 2008

Snake in the Eagle's Shadow (Hong Kong, 1978)




A 200 year old clan, the deadly Eagle Claw Society, has, for no apparent reason at all, eliminated every other martial art style in existence. Well, except for one, of course: the Snake Fist school. Jackie Chan, and some bozo dressed as a beggar Grandmaster Pai Cheng-Tien, makes sure the Snake Fist school remains operative. This is achieved by using snakelike hand movements and jumping around whilst hissing like a peevish cat.

This movie has lots going for it.

Pros:

  • Christlike kung fu priests wielding crucifix knives.




  • Lovable (and seemingly drunk) kung fu masters.




  • Inane animal-like attacks. This is obviously the attack of a cat.




  • Overzealous (and inappropriate) use of Jean Michel Jarre-music.


  • The same sound effect used for everything. Be it punches, chopping or general movement of limbs.




Cons:

  • Could've used some more Jarre.