Thursday, May 28, 2020

TL-DR Dept. - Kwai Chang Does A Drive-In Double Feature!

Kwai Chang
[SWELL TRADING CARD AT LEFT! - ED.] inked this movie review in a '49 Nash at his World Famous Seamonkey Drive-In Movie Farm© at Pickledish, MT.

Sea Foam And The Body Of Christ

Move over Alejandro Jodorowsky!

The director of El Topo and The Holy Mountain says a good movie actually affects the viewer to a degree that he/she exits the theater afterward...a changed/different person. But, what about a movie that leaves the viewer in need of repair?

Thankfully, very few such productions have ever entered my cognizance. Surely, the world today is so desensitized that perhaps nothing can infiltrate the senses. However, there was a cultural point in time that everyone was a bit delicate and we could be neglectful and careless when heading to the local walk-in cinema to escape into a double feature matinee for reduced prices and plenty of sunlight to emerge into afterward. I'll never forget begging my parents to take me to the local cinema in 1970 to see a double feature: The Cry Of The Banshee(Vincent Price) and the 2nd billing The House That Screamed(La Residencia). There was no reason to deny me...however their plans were such that they would not be able to pick me up afterward. It was a Friday night and they insisted that my younger brother accompany me AND that after the showing we would walk to our grandmother's house which was two blocks from the theater. All I remember is that I was so frightened by the movies that we walked down the middle of the street(s) because I was terrified to walk next to the parked cars. My brother was 8 years old...I was 10. He clung to my arm the whole way and I didn't mind...I would have insisted on it anyway. That was the longest walk of my life.

So, imagine my astonishment to find two movies on a website that both seemed to harken back to the zenith of the matinee era. Their respective synopses seemed to compliment each other beautifully and I would be in my own living room without need of transportation. The first title was The World's Greatest Sinner (1962). It follows the plight of a disgruntled insurance salesman's political aspirations that snowball into a religious desperation and beyond into a vortex of egotism and reflection. Things happen too quickly for his own comprehension and soon he's playing poker with God in a game of high stakes and NO limit to the ante. It seemed harmless enough as introspection can do funny things to anyone's pursuit of it. But, that didn't prepare me for what I witnessed in the brief 1 hour, 16 minute running time. Without giving away too much...the plot is enough to do the damage. And, the cinematography torques the images onto the psyche like a pneumatic impact driver with a complete disregard for balanced application. Thus, I found myself warped after viewing the movie...which seemed to last less than 20 minutes. Afterward, I realized there was no auto club that would provide the roadside assistance that I needed.

To be honest...I liked this movie. First off, it took me about 5 seconds to realize that I knew the main character from The Monkees HEAD movie("Don't never make fun of no cripples"). I have never seen the actor in ANY other production...but WAIT...who else IS in HEAD that we ALL know? Why it's Francis Vincent Zappa and wouldn't you know it, he is credited with the music("Zappa"). The hilarious part is that 3 names are credited to Lighting and I was sure that NO lighting was even used. Well, except for the last scene when an high intensity brightness overtakes the screen. The main character is played by Timothy Carey(from HEAD) who also wrote, directed, produced and distributed(?) the film although, the movie was never released until recently(Amazon Prime). More trivia: Zappa discussed his involvement in this production with Steve Allen when he guested on Allen's show with musical bicycle in tow! Apparently Frank said that it was the worst movie ever made. And bits and pieces of the soundtrack were actually released over various Zappa/Mothers albums ranging from Lumpy Gravy to Weasels, 200 Motels, Uncle Meat and beyond!

But, nevermind that hyperbole! The movie utilizes completely amateurish shots, angles, lighting(pure darkness), editing and every scene appears to have been filmed after a single dressed rehearsal in one take. The Sum Of The Parts Dept: It all adds up to a seriously disturbing exercise in genuine sacrilege and completely devoid of morals and ethic creating a non stop barrage of tastelessness that would give Freud, Jung, Nietzsche (et al) a serious scare in symbolism. I think the movie wasn't released for 50 years because of a startling scene whereby the main character(God Hilliard) smacks his daughter(a minor) to the floor. So despite the amateurish technique, the movie plays like the real thing. Sadly, I believe the occasional out-of-focus camera work robbed the viewer of some coherency since the long 'stripe' of snake slime that leads to his house and onward to his upstairs bedroom resembles a hose that would be included with a rented submersible pool pump. But that doesn't really spoil the plot. I had predicted the ending would be Hilliard petitioning God to prove his existence and when nothing happens...he swats the butterfly that had lit on his arm. That did NOT happen but what did happen was even more vile. Furthermore, Zappa fans are now obligated to viewing this as it hints at the Studio Z shenanigans that led to Frank's arrest for producing pornographic soundtracks in Cucamonga in the early 60's. So, there I sat...on my sofa...with a blown head-gasket and mayonnaise all over the dipstick. Sinner is a UNIQUE experience and I recommend it to everyone.

I hate discussing Religion with anyone but myself.
God Hilliard should never have asked for proof! Why?
Because God is an Atheist...
Let us now turn to the Book Of ACTS...(ahem...amen)

Second on the bill was an unknown slice of Americana entitled MONDO DAYTONA!
What a relief. There is a space/time elasticity that is also a characteristic of cinematography and this movie is overflowing with it. The World's Greatest Sinner had popcorned me across my living room and fortunately I was spared the not-so buttery landing of silverware on linoleum By MONDO DAYTONA. This movie reached out like a time machine with a Paxton supercharger bolted to the intake manifold and I landed back on Earth like a dreamer into a field of poppies. The movie is a beautiful exercise in nostalgia that almost made me think Bruce Brown(Endless Summer/On Any Sunday) was trying to make Summer last from 1966 to 1968. While I really wanted to see Grand Funk, I was treated to a very thorough overview of vintage sunglasses and classic cars driving on the salt-water playing field of Daytona Beach. I lived in Florida from 1973-1976 and visited Daytona Beach as a 16 year old. Let me tell you, things were already different and this homage to the glory days had already been decorated by less(is more) bikini fabric and no balcony diving. It only takes one Spring 'break' to put the E-brake on such carefree approaches to life. So, it was an very innocent tour of memory mythology and(thankfully) no mention of the race track. Heck, this movie even preceded SPF sun screen and the Paisley shirt worn by Freddie Weller(later of Paul Revere And The Raiders) was about the closest the festivities came to any kind of mishap...except, perhaps, an overtly high number of sun-poisoning distress calls. Coors in a tin can!?!?! Somebody was showing off. Coors wasn't even sold in Florida at that time. The only disappointment was that I didn't hear a single note from Mel Schacher's Fender Bass during the all-too-brief Grand Funk Railroad footage. Otherwise, there was lots of fine wool with an abundance of innocent attitude that is nowhere to be found today! E-Type Jaguar driving on the beach? Wow!

In the context of redemption...a beautiful way to be rescued from Sin! So, if you've got 3 hours to spare and some popcorn in the cupboard, HEAD to the matinee. Preferably, in the afternoon!


This post made possible through the generosity of the Lupine Assassin Foundation For Seamonkey Repair And Rehabilitation

38 comments:

  1. Man, Timothy Carey! Go to the IMDB, download his list of films and TV appearances, and seek out every single one! Working for Kubrick and Kirk Douglas while sniveling his way through one harrowing scene of improvised genius after another in Paths Of Glory, or Kubrick's The Killing, or the counter man at Barney's Beanery in a couple of old Columbo episodes, Carey will never, EVER let you down!
    Welcome to the cult. i'll show you the secret handshake a bit later, in the meantime..."TAKE MY HAND!!!!"

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    1. I think you'll find the other Three Or Four Guys don't need reminding of Mr. Carey's scary genius. But spotting him recently in a Columbus episode was a treat. It's a fair bet that Falk (no easy-going soul himself) got Carey on board. I love this, from his wiki page:

      "Francis Ford Coppola was eager to cast Carey as Luca Brasi in The Godfather, but Carey turned down the part so he could film a television pilot called "Tweet’s Ladies of Pasadena", which was never sold or broadcast. The proposed TV show starred Carey as a character named Tweet Twig, who could bring animals back from the dead."

      Ri-ight.

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  2. Thank you, Kwai

    I haven't seen any of the films you mention here, but I can feel the turmoil that raged in you as a young kid, on your way to your grandmother's place with your younger brother clinging on to you, whose well-being I imagine you had some responsibility for.

    I agree with Jodorovski.

    The film that really changed me was Rivette's Céline et Julie vont en bateau (C & J Go Boating), which I saw some 40 years ago. I remember walking back the 100 meters to my shabby attic room, after over three hours in a small darkened arts center, thinking: I am changed now, this is a film I want to live in. I have always wanted a taste of the candy the two ladies took to re-enter their recurring dream, but alas those sweets have proven to be fictional.

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    1. My life-changing movie was 2001. I saw it on release with a girlfriend, and when I came out of the cinema I was (in my mind) the star child reborn. She, however, was furious I hadn't paid her any attention at all during the entire movie. It was the last time I saw what's-her-name, but the first of many dates with 2001, which has lost none of its power to lift me up and open me out, and reveals new depth every time I watch it. For me, it's the greatest work of art ever made, in the greatest created medium. Nothing else comes close.

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    2. I've seen 2001 more times than any other movie.

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    3. Celine et Julie sont formidable! I remember well the first time I entered their transformative world in the sadly long gone Paris Pullman cinema in London - a wonderful place to enjoy film with like-minded cineastes. At least once a year, when I can guarantee an undisturbed few hours, I like to take out the DVD and rejoin Celine et Julie on their journey. They never let me down.

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    4. My first 2001 was at Loew's Capitol Theatre, in Times Square. My friends and I dropped "sugar cubes". I'd say around 40% audience walked out before it ended.

      Celine and Julie: C'est Magnifique!

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    5. It was only five years or so ago that I found out that HAL cheats at chess. Such a crucial scene, and it's hidden in plain sight (Eyes Wide Shut).

      Bowman is everyman - I'm getting old - I'm an old man - and living in a house of memory (foam). That's me up there, moving from room to room. That's us.

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    6. I used tho work as a projectionist in an alternative cinema or Arthouse, as they are called nowadays, while I was a student, and it was our great pride that we, a smallish theater, had the gear to show 70 mm films. Every once in a while we featured a 70 mm film program, and 2001 was always included. So I saw it many times, be it often in a fragmentary fashion, having to work real hard changing the reels every 15 minutes or so. But you could say, I was blessed to lay my paws on the sacred material.

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    7. Now, THERE's a reason to NOT use work-repellent!

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  3. Ah Saturday matinees; spent many a winter's Saturday afternoon in the late 50's/early 60's enthralled by a cartoon, a short and two movies.

    I saw Mondo Daytona (Weekend Rebellion) as part all-night film festival at Rhode Island School of Design in '71. Another film they showed in a similar vein was Musical Mutiny; also worth checking out.

    Coors beer (and also Olympia) wasn't available east of the Mississippi river (until the early 80's?) due to archaic laws. Both held a fascination to me, because you'd see pictures of west coast musicians, surfers etc. etc. holding a can. The one that sticks out in my memory is of "Pigpen" of The Dead drinking a can of Coors on stage. That said my first Coors was quite a disappointment.

    Thanks, Kwai Chang!

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  4. I haven't been able to muster the courage to read ANY of this yet, but I'm sure I will, at some point. With or without a Kwai-to-English dictionary or other such crutch to try to sort the ambiguities, absurdities and assorted aphorisms.

    That being said, there's yet more to still be not unsaid.

    While I procrastinate on getting my what seems to be nearly daily dose of these Trading Cards Guys' 'Foam follies all read.

    Oh, and, without even reading this one, I am SURE I have not seen any of the films mentioned here, nor do I plan to, as long as FMF keeps me socially distant from my loco cinema and video rental outlets by churning out the Essential reading and listening items during this ongoing crisis. One gets Culture where one can in this day & age.

    And that, my friends, is my requisite Something about Nothing treatise for the day.

    NO disrespect whatsoever for what Mr KC has written here (Whatever it may be)

    And now, the existential conundrum. AKA crisis of confidentiality. Mind droppings hesitance factor.

    To "Post" or not?

    (Coin flips)

    Trigger pulled.

    Done. Put a fork in me.

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    1. Oh yeah. Always post, B.B. - always hit "publish". Keep it coming. The comments are what makes this blog special.

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    2. Fear is the only darkness!
      Do what must be done with a docile heart. The 'essay/review' does look very long. I can't believe farq endorsed it. I really had wanted to relive the safety and comfort of matinee subculture...and warn everyone that while one movie can bend, another can straighten. Those are the broad strokes of it anyway! If HAL cheats at chess, then I'm going to go watch the movie AGAIN. I have watched it at least less than 100 times!

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    3. You can Google "HAL cheats at chess" to go down that rabbit/worm hole. It's such a subtle thing. You can prove it with the benefit of pausing the movie - something you obviously can't do in the cinema. Kubrick (chess master - wouldn't you know) engineered this complexity that NOBODY was likely to see, yet it shows HAL scheming and out-playing the human beings he was programmed to serve. It's a key character and narrative development and he hid it in plain sight, the rascal.

      (Don't worry about the breadth of your screed, Kwai - no-one else does. It's a great piece of scribage, and thank you for submitting it).

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    4. If there was a chess set in honor of Stanley's 2001, would the Monolith be the King...or would HAL? I've already assumed that the 8 Pawns would be femur bones...and Dave would be the Knight. The embryo would be the Bishop and the bed-ridden old 'guy'...the Castle. Don't forget what you told me about the aspect ratio of the cinema screen! Cool trivia...
      (I'm just glad that HAL didn't hang at the Moloko Bar drinking Vellocet with Uncle's Fuzzy Warbles.

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    5. [Antonius Block lets Death choose which chess pieces to play]

      Antonius Block: You drew black.
      Death: Appropriate, don't you think?

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    6. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PA5ryowAyLk

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    7. "TWO OUT OF THREE!"

      "NO WAY!"

      "YES WAY!"

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  5. Paraphrasing "The Ecchsorcist," The power of Ditko compels you! The power of Ditko compels you!

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  6. Damn! Now, that the first Kwai Chang trading card is out-of-print...
    I guess I'm on my way to Honis Wagnerville!
    So, take my tip...there's no strings on a man with Graphic Arts skills!
    (Naturally, I didn't grab the rare version when I could have.
    It was all because...Well, it was for a really ridiculous reason.
    I was doing a miserable rendition of Timothy Carey as Foam Hilliard.
    So, just watch the value of that baby sky rocket.
    Don't never make fun of no trading cards!

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  7. Jesus, I'm gone for not even 24 hours and what's that, new posts everywhere, film discussions popping up...hold on there, geezers, or your hearts will explode!

    So, since we always need a contrarian in the room:

    2001 stinks. "The greatest cut in cinema history" (don't know how to post TM) is...thoroughly underwhelming. The freaking monkey sequence also would have worked if we cut out six minutes or so of monkeys screeching. Bash the other one's head in, already! HAL is the only good thing about that movie. And don't get me started on the friggin' starchild. It's like, groovy, man! Way out there.

    Well, I guess you had to be there.

    It took me three or four tries to get through this film, and then only out of duty during a film class at the university.

    Haven't revisited it since and don't feel I need or want to any time soon.*

    Or ever.

    I mean most Kubrick is something you don't need to rewatch.

    The cold, calculating, curator's touch of these movies rob them of anything eliciting true viewer emotion, as far as I'm concerned. They're objects - beautifully, immculately designed objects mind you - that belong into MOMA more than your local movie joint.

    Much the same reason that I've fallen out of love with Christopher Nolan's work.

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    1. Doctor StrangeKube...
      OR, How I Learned To Love The HAL!
      I wish there had been promo copies of Daisy Bell pressed up in a dedicated mono mix. But, alas...the outtakes of it all! Nostrils wide open!

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  8. "So, there I sat...on my sofa...with a blown head-gasket and mayonnaise all over the dipstick" -- that does sound like quite the cinematic experience! I got to see Holy Mountain in an Experimental Film class at UCSB in the early 80s and it definitely appealed to my sensibilities at the time so much that I talked the prof into letting me make a VHS dub of it to show all my friends. Thanks for the great movie reviews!

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  9. I might have Silver Nitrate Envy. I mean, I didn't realize the Auto-Repair Diagnostic euphemism could be such a double edged sword! Open end wrench? Organic and informal and, then suddenly esoteric! I don't know how it happened. I was just cleaning it and it went off! (BANG!)
    You're welcome!

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  10. 2001 is the best science fiction movie ever made. I was lucky. The first time I saw it it was in Cinerama; I was stoned; and I had enough science fiction literacy not to be bewildered by what was going on.

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  11. "2001 is the best science fiction movie ever made"

    Is that a science fact or a science fiction?

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  12. (shrugs)My own judgment. The drama surrounding Hal aside most of the movie is dedicated to presenting a single profound idea: that intelligent life is rare and something to be nurtured. I have no problem with the pacing (I like Barry Lyndon as well) and the artistic ambition of the visual design has never been bettered.
    I'm curious, which films do you think are better?

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    1. Barry Lyndon is a trip. Real time, real light, and another Everyman on a journey over which he has little (not quite no) control. A life, and the closest we'll ever get to seeing things as they were - figures in a landscape, yet to destroy it, but still fucking up.

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    2. Oh, you know, I was just going for the cheap pun, but alright.

      When you say, "which films", you mean science fiction only?

      By the way, I do like your theory of what the movie's single profound idea is.

      A question, though: Where's HAL is all of this? (or is that why you say "drama with HAl aside"?)

      Or is it a zero sum game where when it's HAL against the humans (who obviously are all avatars of intelligent life), nobody wins?

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  13. I wasn't trying to be confrontational, just wondering how deep your skepticism was and why. Yes, I was asking about Sci-Fi films specifically. I was coming from the place of having read a lot of science fiction and being disappointed with most Sci-Fi movies (at that time). Kubrick's film looks pretty great in that context.
    HAL, by the way, was something Arthur C. Clarke came up with when he and Kubrick realized that the story otherwise had no conventional conflict or suspense. It ties in very neatly though, with the theme of expanding intelligent life (and the potential dangers of screwing up if you don't know what you're doing).

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    1. Oh, you know, I wasn't trying to be confrontational, either.


      Here's the thing: I totally agree with your point on "2001" as the apex of sci-fi when it came out, seeing how most genre movies until then were either simple adventure stories transported into space or creature feature. So "2001" as the first adult sci-fi film, as it is often called, works for me, absolutely, in terms of genre history, influence on the genre etc. But again, I'm talking about it as if it is a museum piece, which it now is and as which I've more or less seen it. When I flippantly said "you had to be there" I was only half kidding. Watching it at the time of its release and being blown away by it, because it was so different from everything else around, I totally get that and wish I could replicate such an experience but can not. So, you know, while I can with the mind of a scientist dissect how and why it's different and intelligent and well-made and all of that, that movie can still bore me out of my skull.

      As for better sci-fi movies, let me think on that a second.

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  14. There's no question that things have improved a lot since then. I thought that Arrival and Blade Runner 2049 by Denis Villeneuve were both excellent just to cite two recent examples by one director.

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    1. Well, great minds think alike. I was immediately thinking of those two as recent examples of great sci-fi, and in the case of Arrival true hard sci-fi. Those two were some of my favorite films of the last years. Now that Villeneuve is tackling "Dune" which I never read, let's see if he can make a trifecta out of it. What are your thoughts on that new "Dune" adaptation? From what it sounds like, you surely read the novels?

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  15. I read the first few novels but I'm not enough of a fan to have gone beyond that. Maybe the whole Chosen One thing was a bit of a turn off for me. There's a ScyFy channel adaptation from 20 years ago that I think is better than the David Lynch version. It's a shame that Jodorowsky didn't get to make his but I'm a Villeneuve fan and so I'm looking forward to that one.

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  16. Though admittedly it will be a different gig, as Villeneuve's strength I thought was how he made these sci-fi films so believably an extension of our reality (or in the case of Blade Runner 2049, the original film's reality), whereas "Dune" is really more of a fantasy set in space rather than science fiction in the literal sense. I never watched those miniseries in the late 90s because everything about them looked bargain basement cheesy, including some really terrible special effects. I actually like David Lynch's film, maybe because I've never read the novels.

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  17. Well, yes and I lean toward the hard stuff. It sounds like you do as well.

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