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                "Hollywood Knights", from
                Tuna 
                One of my favorite
                movies. The premise: Tubby's Drive-In is closing
                on Halloween night, 1965, the same night that a
                bunch of pledges are trying to get into a cool
                club, The Hollywood Knights. The Knights drop
                their pledges off stark naked outside of town,
                and the newbies must wheel some auto tires back
                to Tubby's by closing (via Watts!), and must get
                a local DJ to dedicate his last number of the
                night to Tubby's and the Knights. 
                This movie is so much
                fun, and features a cast of youngsters who went
                on to some pretty good careers. Look for Fran
                Drescher, Michelle Pfeiffer, Tony Danza and
                others as high school students. Many critics
                rhapsodized Dazed and Confused as the ultimate
                "we're seniors, what's next?" movie,
                but I think this one beats it all to hell. Of
                course, my choice has something to do with the
                fact that I was a high school junior in October,
                1965! The DJ dedication device, coupled with the
                many scenes at Tubby's, allows the filmmaker to
                play the hits of the era non-stop throughout the
                movie, so it is a perfect recreation of the Top
                40 from that October night. 
                As for the recreation of
                the actual dialogue and characters of the era,
                there are only two movies that ring true to me:
                Hollywood Knights and Animal House, where I
                recognize all my own contemporaries. (Or maybe
                this tells you more about me than about movies).
                I like both of those films better than the much
                more highly regarded American Graffiti, which
                seems contrived to me. 
                You can't miss Robert
                Wuhl's rendition of "Volare", or the
                often-imitated "words to Lawrence of
                Arabia" gag. 
                There's a fair amount of
                rowdy nudity, but Drescher and Pfeiffer kept
                their clothes on. 
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                Kim Hopkins Michelle Pfeiffer non-nudes (1,
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                "Possession",
                from Johnny Web 
                This is one screwy movie
                from Andrej Zulawski (he's married to Sophie
                Marceau). I'm not even going to try to describe
                it. Go here for an in-depth review.  
                That guy wrote a great
                and knowledgeable review and summary. Let me
                dispute or supplement it with a few comments,
                because I represent the typical outsider
                viewpoint much more than he does. He's obviously
                really into this movie. By awarding Isabelle
                Adjani's acting in this movie, the French academy
                and the Cannes board proved themselves every bit
                as insane as the Oscar group. Her performance in
                this film is over-the-top, with no hint of
                nuance. It is truly one of the most extreme
                performances ever recorded in a mainstream film
                by a respected actor or actress, rivaling even
                Richard Burton in "Exorcist 2". Any of
                us, or any kids from a high school drama club,
                could have delivered the exact same performance.
                The entire schtick consists of opening her eyes
                extra wide and trying to look spooky, plus
                spinning around and throwing herself against the
                walls in a frenzy. I guess we can understand why
                the judges were befuddled, since the movie is in
                English, and they probably had no clue what was
                going on. I couldn't even figure out what was
                going on, and I do sorta speak English. But you'd
                think they would be able to spot the bloated
                caricature even in a foreign language. On the
                other hand, she seemed subtle compared to the
                truly odd performance from Heinz Bennent as her
                lover. Since Adjani is one of the most respected
                actresses in the history of the cinema, I think
                we can chalk up the craziness to the director on
                the blame-o-meter. The DVD is the restored 123
                minute version (an 81 minute version previously
                circulated in America, with the most offensive
                scenes removed, and with the remaining scenes
                re-ordered). I guess the 81 minute version was a
                complete abortion. This version does have its
                merits, as an unrelenting portrayal of what
                appears to be mass madness. Zulawski is into this
                anti-stasis thing, like a hyperkinetic child who
                can't stand silence and relaxation. Every scene
                is shot with crazy fast camera cuts, or camera
                revolutions around the action, maximizing the
                sense of hysteria. His favorite cliche is to have
                the actor spin in one direction, while the camera
                circles around him or her in the opposite
                direction. He used this one several times. I
                guess it didn't concern him that people don't
                stand in one place and do frenzied spins in real
                life, even in Europe, but I personally thought
                any actor would look really silly doing this,
                possibly excepting Barishnikov. He also insists
                on having the actors constantly engaged in
                unnatural hand gestures: frenetic waving, kung-fu
                poses, guys holding hands with each other and
                touching each other constantly. Those people who
                defend this movie say that the supernatural
                horror story is merely marvelous symbolism about
                the deterioration of the marriage, reflecting the
                psychological states of the partners. Maybe. 
                I did find it kind of
                amusing when Adjani's husband and lover, jealous
                of one another, discover that she is cheating on
                both of them with some kind of giant squid which
                may also be her own offspring. This is one silly
                monster - check it out on the top of collage 2,
                in the scene where Sam Neill catches the squid
                monster screwing the socks off Adjani. Any
                director who knows his stuff knows that you can't
                film a monster too clearly in lingering
                close-ups. Any special effects monster, even the
                one in "Alien", looks silly if you give
                the viewer time to study it closely, but this one
                was especially cheesy, resembling the humorous
                seaweed monster in Corman's "Creature from
                the Haunted Sea". Well, whatever. Strange
                movie. Some scenes are very powerful and
                terrifying, while others will make you laugh out
                loud at either the cheap special effects or the
                sheer pretentiousness of the concepts. I like
                some of Zulawski's later movies much better than
                this one. If you're a film buff you have to see
                it, because of all the controversy that resulted
                in cutting a full third of the movie for its U.S.
                distribution. Now you can see the original uncut
                director's version. And, of course, you have to
                see Adjani fucking a squid. Note: I didn't screw
                with the colors. She has green eyes in some
                scenes because she was playing a dual role.
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                "New
                Blood", from Johnny Web 
                1999 movie about some
                fledgling criminals who get their first
                opportunity at a promotionm to the inner circle,
                and find that the key players are totally
                psychotic. This results in various and assorted
                bloody gun battles and killing sprees. 
                If you can stand the
                graphic violence, it's a pretty good movie with
                some good cast members like Carrie Anne Moss,
                Joey Pantoliano, and John Hurt. The thing whch
                makes it interesting is that the entire movie is
                told in flashbacks within flashbacks, with the
                characters sometimes telling the truth and
                sometimes lying. And sometimes they admit to
                lies, when in fact they were telling the truth.
                It's another one of those Lock Stock and 2
                Smoking Barrels movies where several rival
                criminal factions are all trying to screw each
                other. 
                Roberta Angelica (1,
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                "Lovin'
                Molly", from GR 
                I haven't seen this in
                years, but in my vague memory, it is a pretty
                good Sydney Lumet movie about two guys who love
                the same woman for years, and they all just work
                it out. Based on a Larry McMurtry story called
                "Leavin' Cheyenne". Ms Danner is
                Gwyneth Paltrow's mom, and she didn't do that
                many nude scenes in her career (only this and
                "To Kill a Clown", that I can
                remember), so this is a treasure for the
                archives. The only negative I can recall is Tony
                Perkins, ol' Norman Bates, sadly miscast as one
                of Molly's two lovers. Blythe Danner  
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