Silents and more at 1000 Misspent Hours and Counting :
The Airship Destroyer (1909), in which Great Britain’s answer to Georges Melies predicts the military applications of powered flight with eerie accuracy…
American Psycho 2 (2002), in which a bid to turn one of the more pointed satires of the last ten years into a long-running horror franchise meets with all the success that such a project deserves…
Black Mama, White Mama (1973), in which Margaret Markov and Pam Grier look way better in matching, ass-length prison smocks than Tony Curtis and Sidney Poitier were ever going to…
J’Accuse! (1919), in which a ponderous wartime soap opera ducks into the nearest phone booth, and comes out wearing something even more surprising than tights and a cape…
Scream, Blacula, Scream (1973), in which American International achieves the seemingly impossible a second time…
and…
Weird Tales (1919), the forgotten great-grandpappy of everything from Dead of Night to Tales from the Dark Side: The Movie.



Mountain adventure films have come and gone since then, and most of the movement has been toward the goofy and embarrassing. Arnold Fanck is really where this type of adventure begins, though, and even if his became a largely forgotten name, his adventure films still stand as some of the best ever made, and his combination of documentary and drama informs many modern films. His camera studies the mountain intently, dwells on the natural wonders such behemoths generate: the dance of cloud shadows over snow fields and rags, the glistening tunnels and pits of ice fields, the bizarre swirls of powder kicked up by winds cascading over the peaks. One gets a feel for every nook and cranny, every nub, jug, and crimpy little handhold. And that helps us understand the pain of the characters as they toil up the spine of this beast. Unencumbered by the modern thirst for special effects, madcap editing, and overblown theatrics, Fanck simply lets the mountain be a mountain, and the end result is both hypnotic and scary. It’s going to brutalize you, probably even kill you. But you can’t stop yourself from going anyway.

Man, the Japanese sure used to know how to title a movie, didn’t they? There’s no escaping the fact that
The German-made animated feature
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