MACABRE (1980)

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MACABRE  (aka MACABRO) (1980)

Director: Lamberto Bava

Starring some people I’ve never heard of: Bernice Stegers & Robert Molnar

This Movie is a true cult classic.  Its been recommended to me forever by my buddy Mark Mccoy who loves the director.  At any rate I finally got back to watching some older films this week, and this one was at the top of my list.  The director is the son of famed director Mario Bava who apparently died just two months after seeing this his sons first ever film.  

Don’t be mistaken, this is not a gore film, but more a slow moving psychological thriller that at any moment you the viewer feel as though things are going to get really nasty really quickly.   

So much occurs in the story that its hard to fathom how it all gets sorted out in an hour and a half.  Somehow it does.  

The main character goes through two horrific deaths in one day (her lover, and her son).  After being away for sometime she returns to the boarding house where her lover lived upstairs.  Downstairs lives the landlord who is a blind man that creepily fixes musical instruments.  He basically falls in love with her, but upstairs she just makes love to herself (or her dead lover), while the blind man listens on. The woman also has a daughter who is a sick little turd.  

Its a great “true” story that supposedly Bava found in a New Orleans newspaper, and then decided to make a movie about.  Everything about this film is great.  The setting in New Orleans… the boarding house where much of everything takes place… everything looks splendid.  Music is super tense. The acting is top notch.  The smile and eyes of the main character make everything so believable.  The blind man truly comes off as blind.  The story is just wickedly odd and unique.  

Don’t sleep on this, its streaming on Amazon Prime right now.  Its a really decent transfer as well (unlike the shit Devon will sit through).  (NW)

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NW: Nate Wilson    DC: Devon Cahill   MA: Matt Average

LONGSHOT (1981)

LONGSHOT (aka Long Shot Kids)

1981, USA

Director: E.W. Swackhamer

Starring: Leif Garret as Paul Rogers, Linda Manz as Maxine Gripp, Ralph Seymour as Leroy Curtis, Zoé Chauveau as Marie-Christine, etc.

Viewed: Streaming

Transfer Quality: Not so great

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College Rep: I will make sure you get a full scholarship and everything will be paid for!

Rogers: Um, I’ve decided to go to Europe and become a pro.

Dad: Europe?! Just how in the hell do you to intend to finance this little venture?!?

Rogers: By winning the Foosball Spectacular in Lake Tahoe.

College Rep: (incredulously) Foosball?!?

I’d started watching Bronson in Love & Bullets for review but was totally distracted by the confusing description of a film I’d never heard of called Longshot with Leif Garret, “a young foosball player who wants to earn the big dollars that will be used to play soccer in Europe by winning the foosball world championships.” Of course, my first thought was how have I never heard of this movie? and my second thought was MUST watch this movie immediately! On top of that, the promo art masterpiece consists of roughly cropped images of two of the stars (images not from this movie, I might add) and an oddly angled foosball table, all of which looks like it was laid out in MS Word. At this point my hopes were up that this would be like the movies I would stay up until 5am to watch for 5 weekends in a row on USA network when I was 13…maybe a foosball version of Equals Against Devils, or at least something as sublimely absurd as The Van. In other words, so jammed with ridiculousness that it would be mercilessly re-watchable.

The title sequence and first few scenes didn’t disappoint, but it quickly devolved (or evolved, depending on your tastes) into a pretty run of the mill Cinderella story tournament movie filled with teen love drama, destiny, and redemption. In other words: Big, gaping yawn. Not bad enough to be good, not good enough to think about ever watching again. Not to mention, foosball?!? You can probably imagine the amount of tension and depth of metaphor present, as Leif and company enter the arena of the foosball kumite: Not much.

Soundtrack wasn’t horrible and the title track actually has a pretty good hook. However, the transfer on this was almost as bad as it gets. Aside from the night scenes where the screen was just black, there was also a two-minute section in the middle where the screen went red. My guess is it was to patch over a rough spot on the VHS when it was transferred?

Trivia tidbit: I’m not an Oingo Boingo fan, but for whatever it’s worth, they perform at the Foosball Spectacular.  (DC)

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NW: Nate Wilson    DC: Devon Cahill   MA: Matt Average

Marquee Mania: TUNNEL VISION (1976)

TUNNEL VISION (1976) 

directors: Neal Israel, and Bradley Swirnoff

Starring: Chevy Chase, Howard Hessman, Phil Proctor, Betty Thomas, Joe Flaherty, John Candy, Al Franken, Tom Davis, Laraine Newman

In 35mm at the New Beverly

Midnight showing of this sketch comedy movie from 1976 starring cast members from Saturday Night Live, and SCTV. Total running time of 70 minutes, a perfect length for those late hours when your mind begins to go sideways.  

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Tunnel Vision, at the New Beverly, March 16, 2019. Photo: Matt Average

YOU WERE NEVER REALLY HERE (2017)

YOU WERE NEVER REALLY HERE (2017)

Director: Lynn Ramsay

Starring: Joaquin Phoenix

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This movie truly surprised me in the best of ways.  I’ve been on a year long kick of only really just watching 1960’s, 70’s and 80’s film.  So this is one of the few modern films I’ve watched lately.  This one stars Joaquin Phoenix, and is straight up gut wrenching and brutal. Punishing really.   Its done in an almost severely demented Charles Bronson revenge film sort of way.  The story is that of a whacked out vet who is now a “gun for hire”  He deals in rescuing trafficked underage girls.  Joe’s weapon of choice is a ball peen hammer.  Joe is as a anti hero…he really is demented and sick, but this film had me supportive of him and his methods all the way through it.  As a father this film really had a deep impact on me all the way through it.  The score is pretty insane, it really never stops, and just gets in your head to further the sickness of whats happening in the movie.  I loved this one. (NW)

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NW: Nate Wilson    DC: Devon Cahill   MA: Matt Average

 

CHINO (1973)

CHINO(1973)

Director: John Sturges, Duilio Coletti

Starring: Charles Bronson and Jill Ireland

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I was super excited to watch this Charles Bronson Flick on Amazon Prime pretty recently.  Bronson is a favorite of mine and I’ve never really seen anything he’s starred in that I didn’t like.  This film in my opinion was pretty damn unwatchable… Who knows, I might really enjoy watching a decent transfer of it, but this version was fucking awful.  I’m a child of the 70’s and grew up watching static B&W VHF/UHF TV, so I’m not completely spoiled rotten…but this for some reason felt even worse to watch then those days in the 70’s.  Amazon can’t clean this shit up?  It was literally transferred by having a camera placed in front of an old TV and cut off an old fuzzed out VHS tape version of the film (every once in a while someone seems to be bumping into the camera stand).  The opening credits/scene have a terrible folk song that goes on for like 3 mins.  People seem to love it.   The story is that of a “halfbreed” horse trainer played by Bronson.  He somehow has a young runaway boy show up at his doorstep (sounds gay I know…).   He teaches the boy the ropes and shows him how to break a horse.  Bronson later falls in love with a woman (played by his actual real life wife), and like all Bronson films trouble ensues.  This might not be considered by many elitists to be a true Spaghetti Western but it is… Its just missing most of the tasty sauce.  To much romance and emotional crap, and not enough gun play.  The bar scene fight is pretty awesome though.  This was filmed in Spain.  Don’t waste your time on this version, sometimes Amazon Prime just truly disappoints.  (NW)

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NW: Nate Wilson    DC: Devon Cahill    MA: Matt Average

 

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