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The Friday Night Horror Movie: In the Mouth of Madness (1994)

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The great Sam Neill passed away this week, so I knew I wanted to pay tribute to him with tonight’s horror film. It was either this or the wonderfully weird Possession, and I decided to go with this as I’ve already written about most of John Carpenter’s films on this site. I may try to write about Possession later this weekend.

Carpenter had an insane run of great films between 1976 (Assault on Precinct 13) and 1988 (They Live). But then things drop off sharply. He reminds me of Dario Argento in the way he went from making absolutely incredible genre films one moment to making largely crap for the rest of his career. Carpenter’s drop wasn’t quite as horrid as Argento’s (though Argento has recently made some decent movies, whereas Carpenter hasn’t done anything in years). I’d argue that In the Mouth of Madness was the beginning of the end. You could probably argue that Memoirs of an Invisible Man – made two years before this one was the real beginning, but I haven’t seen it since it came out, so I’ll remain silent on its quality.

This isn’t a bad film by any means, and in fact, it has some wonderful moments, but you can just start to see things falling apart. It is actually quite reminiscent of Prince of Darkness (1987) in the sense of how preposterous the plot is, but Carpenter can make that film into something utterly wonderful, whereas he can’t quite convince me on this one.

John Trent (Sam Neill) is an insurance investigator. He’s good at his job. He’s hired to find Sutter Cane (Jürgen Prochnow), a horror writer who is a bit like a cross between Stephen King and H.P. Lovecraft, but way more popular. He’s so popular that riots are starting to occur at bookstores because his promised upcoming book has yet to be released. He has always been a bit of a recluse. Only his agent knows where he lives (and his agent has gone crazy and nearly killed Trent with an axe when he was learning about the job in a cafe.) Cane went missing weeks ago, just after he sent part of his manuscript to the publishing house (ran by Charlton Heston in a small role). After reading all of Cane’s books, Trent realizes that there is a secret message in their covers – a map that indicates where Hob’s End is located (the fictional town where his books are set). Linda Styles (Julie Carmen) is assigned to go with him.

The book cover map doesn’t give them exact directions, so they drive around all night hoping to find it. They run into some weirdness, but just as dawn breaks, they find the town. It is exactly as described in the books. It seems like a picture postcard small town. But it is strange. It seems almost deserted at first. Then they see some strange kids wandering around. They are greeted kindly by the inn’s elderly shopkeeper, but there is a strange painting in the lobby. One that keeps changing. Then there is the church. In the books, it is described as an absolute evil. So, naturally, they go check it out.

They find Sutter Cane there, and he’s gone completely mad. So have the townspeople. They say his books have always had a weird effect on their readers, but this latest one is turning them into something evil. It is starting to affect Styles.

The plot is pure pulp. It doesn’t always make sense. It doesn’t always have to. Sam Neil is having so much fun. Trent is the skeptic. He’s not read Cane’s books before this assignment. He thinks the town is a put-on. Something the publishers did to sell more books. But we know how things will wind up because the film begins with Trent being institutionalized. He marks up his cell, his clothes, and his face with crosses. There is some indication that the world outside is on fire.

Carpenter handles the material well, but not amazingly well. He’s playing in the Lovecraft sandbox and loving it. I’m not super familiar with Lovecraft, but apparently, there are a lot of references to his books. He uses a lot of practical effects, which I love, and his monsters are all snake-like and Cthulhu-like in appearance.

It is a good movie. I liked it quite a bit. But I always expect more from John Carpenter, and looking at the films that were to come from him, it is difficult not to think of this as a turning point. As the beginning of the end. And that’s a little hard to take.

Film Noir: The Dark Side of Cinema XIX

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I’ve reviewed a bunch of these film noir sets from Kino Lorber over the last few years. Not all of the films are great, some of them are pretty lousy if I’m being honest, but I love that these films are getting released in HD.

This set features stars such as Charlton Heston, Barbara Stanwyck, Lizabeth Scott, Robert Ryan, and Ida Lupino (those last two are in Beware, My Lovely a film I reviewed last Noirvember).

All three films are pretty good if not exactly true classics. You can read my full review here.

Westerns in March: Major Dundee (1965)

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Made between his more traditional western Ride the High Country (1962) and his revisionist one The Wild Bunch (1969) Sam Peckinpah’s Major Dundee works as a kind of bridge between the two styles.

It stars Charlton Heston as Major Dundee a Union officer who is relieved of his command and transferred to run a prisoner-of-war camp in New Mexico territory. When an Apache war chief slaughters a family of ranchers and steals their children Dundee gathers a rag-tag group of soldiers, Confederate prisoners, thieves, drunks, and a small group of black soldiers to hunt him down.

They say Peckinpah was drunk for most of the shooting causing all sorts of difficulties with the studio and with Heston (rumors have it Heston once threatened the director with a saber). His original cut was over 4 hours long, the studio took control of the film after that and knocked it down to just over two hours. Some of that has since been restored but the bulk of the “director’s cut” is now lost to history.

What’s left is a bit of a mess, but there is enough there to make it worth watching.

The film is less interested in what normally would be the main story – that of these men going after the Apache – and more interested in the rivalry between Dundee and Captain Tyreen (Richard Harris) an Englishman turned Confederate officer. The two have a history together and Dundee can’t understand why Tyreen would betray his country in this war, and Tyreen can’t fathom how Dundee would raise up arms against people he knows, his friends and family members.

Tyreen regularly tells Dundee that once they’ve captured or killed the Apache he’s gonna turn his sights onto him. Dundee says he’ll be ready for it and the two square off throughout the film while maintaining an uneasy alliance.

There is a version of this film in which Dundee is a megalomaniac in the vein of Captain Ahab, hell-bent on his mission all other considerations be damned. From what I’ve read that is exactly what Peckinpah was reaching for. But Heston is too likable an actor to make that come across. His version of Major Dundee comes across as a decent officer, trying to make the best of a difficult command.

In the end, the film never quite satisfies. Oh, it is watchable enough. Peckinpah is too good a filmmaker not to make things unwatchable, even when he is half in the bag. Heston does some of his best work here, too. But it never coheres into something truly good. One wonders what that 4 hours version would have been like. If Peckinpah’s original film was an epic masterpiece or an incoherent mess.

We’ll probably never know. What we’re left with feels like an interesting transitional film for the director. One where he’s leaving behind the influences of classic western auteurs like John Ford and Howard Hawks and creating something new and modern. But he’s not quite there yet.

Counterpoint (1968)

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There are a lot of boutique labels putting out all sorts of movies on Blu-ray these days. All the recent blockbusters get releases, of course, and the certified classics. Companies like Arrow Video and Severin and releasing cult films and old schlock horror movies. Kino Lorber continues to do a magnificent job of releasing what I like to call Almost Classics. These were mainstream movies with A-list directors or actors that were aiming for greatness and somehow fell short. They usually aren’t bad, sometimes they’re even quite good, but for one reason or another they never quite attained classic status.

I’ve reviewed quite a few of these over the years and Counterpoint is one such example. It stars Charlton Heston and Maximillian Schell and has an interesting WWII era plot. But it has largely been forgotten and with good reason, as it isn’t really very good. Anyway, you can read my full review here.

Khartoum (1966)

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One of the fun things about going to the library is that you never know what you are going to get. They have a wide selection of DVDs, but very few are available at any given time. I was surprised this last time when I actually had a choice to pick from. Albeit it was a choice between 2 films (the few others available were either foreign films translated into French or straight French films). The choice was between the Gary Cooper version of A Farewell to Arms and an unheard-of by me Charlton Heston/Laurence Olivier adventure called Khartoum. Not in the mood for Hemingway, I decided a Heston/Olivier picture might be a treat.

To say this is a Laurence Olivier picture is to say too much. Though he gets top billing, and his character plays an important part in the picture, his actual screen time is minimal. He plays a part known only as The Mahdi, who is a Muslim that rose out of the desert to claim his place as the chosen one. I believe Olivier is an African Muslim like I believe Heston is a Mexican cop. But we suspend our disbelief and all that for the sake of the story.

As it is the story is a grand one. Based on historical events, of which, sadly, I’ve never heard a lick of until this film, where the Mahdi attempts to take control of British ran Sudan. The mysterious General Gordan (Charlton Heston) is sent down to help things along. A standoff evolves and it is wit against wit.

It is not a bad film, but neither is it a great one. There are some truly beautiful shots of the scenery. Heston plays Gordan without as much conflict as the character requires, but with enough gusto to make it believable. Olivier is, as always, near perfect. With simple facial expressions, he carries the convictions of a man who believes himself a prophet. The scenes between Olivier and Heston, though historically inaccurate, add a much-needed emotional punch. The direction is a bit plodding, nothing particularly bad, but nothing exceptional either.

When watching historical films such as Khartoum, having some connection with the actual events helps bring meaning to the picture. Films based on the holocaust are often forgiven some of their cinematic sins due to the weight of the history behind the story. Yet, historical films that are not as well known can also entrance the viewer through the weight of their story. Knowing that the events actually happened often stir the viewer to greater emotional depths than a depiction of completely fictional events. It is here that Khartoum failed for me. As I said there was nothing particularly wrong with the production, but it never really captured my emotions. Admittedly I know very little about British history or the struggles of the Mid East beyond the years of my own life. This is a fault of my own, yet a film should be universal in its undertaking. If it fails to move an audience unfamiliar with its history then it will likely fall into obscurity. For those familiar with this particular history, the film may bring more to you than it did me. As for me, it was a mostly entertaining, and an interesting couple of hours in my life, it will be one that will largely be forgotten in time.