Archive for June, 2015

A Descent into Madness

coverAs has become par for the course, I am running behind on the John Carradine roundtable. For that matter, I’ve written very few film reviews at all lately. In a rare turn of events, it’s not just because I am being lazy. I am, surprise, writing a book. Titled AT THE MATINEE OF MADNESS and originally meant to be a compilation of popular Teleport City articles, it has since become substantially more, containing maybe 60% new material, 40% revised and reorganized Teleport City material.

I am hoping the damn thing will be done by the first week of July (I also hoped it would be done by the end of February, so…). As a thanks to those who follow the exploits of TC through the B-Masters Cabal, and for my fellow B-Masters themselves, I do have a little gift to tide folks over until the finished beast rolls off the presses (or gets uploaded in ebook form). The links below are for an ebook preview of the first chapter (which is about Louis Feuillade, Fantomas, and Les Vampires) in epub and mobi format. This is an unproofed next-to-final draft, so you might run across some mistakes and formatting foibles. The finished product might not be exactly the same. But it gets us in the ballpark.

Thanks to everyone. TC would not have stumbled to this point if it wasn’t for the support of folks willing to indulge my meandering reflections.

NOTE: You may get a prompt to join dropbox if you don’t already have an account. You can just click off of that alert and download the file without an account.

Not strong enough

Black SamsonDespite a few bright spots, Black Samson ends up being a lesser entry in the blaxploitation genre.

Right on target

The Professional: Golgo 13The assassin in the anime feature film The Professional: Golgo 13 hits you with his best shot.

Special Double-Update Post!

Thanks to some bewildering log-in trouble, I wasn’t able to announce my previous update on the blog.  Here’s everything I posted on my site while I was incommunicado.

 

First, the 1000 Misspent Hours and Counting Ultimate Hobo-Hunting Championship:

Deadly Prey (1987), which does the “Hounds of Zaroff” thing by way of Rambo…

Hard Target (1993), which is John Woo’s take on the subject…

and…

The Perverse Countess (1973), which is the first of Jesus Franco’s.

 

Then for the Carradine roundtable:

The House of Seven Corpses (1973), in which Carradine hams it up as a glorified red herring while a B-movie crew raise the dead…

and…

Voodoo Man (1944), in which he plays third or possibly even fourth fiddle to Bela Lugosi, who’s using black magic to repair his incapacitated wife this time around.

 

And finally, a bunch of stuff I just felt like watching:

Deadly Sanctuary (1968), in which Jesus Franco first tries his hand at the Marquis de Sade…

A Girl Walks Home Alone at Night (2014), in which a depressed Iranian city is stalked by a depressed Iranian vampire…

Hitch-Hike (1977), in which an ill-advised vacation is made even worse by the garden variety David Hess psycho…

It Follows (2014), in which premarital sex is even more dangerous than you already realized…

Mad Max: Beyond Thunderdome (1985), in which two unfinished scripts enter, and one Frankensteinian abomination leaves…

Mad Max: Fury Road (2015), in which some schmuck who you’ll never convince me is Max Rockatansky does sod-all, while an overachieving Enzo G. Castellari movie smashes a terrific feminist action flick to bloody bits…

Showgirls (1995), which remains the worst movie I’ve ever paid full price to see in first run, even after 20 years…

Sunset Boulevard (1950), in which W. Lee Wilder’s smarter brother beats Robert Aldrich to the punch by twelve years…

Toxic Zombies (1980), in which the War on Drugs inadvertently becomes a war on the undead…

and…

Traffic in Souls (1913), which set the pattern for the first 40 years’ worth of American sexploitation movies.

 
 
 

Roger Moore – naked!

The Naked FaceRoger Moore had the right idea to try and convince audiences to see him beyond James Bond, but made the wrong decision to sign on to The Naked Face, an unusually dull movie from Golan and Globus.