I'm going to begin trying to briefly post my thoughts on some of the films I'm watching this year. I probably won't have time to post something on every movie I see, but here goes with some of the stuff I've seen in the last week:
First time viewings in
bold:
Earth vs the Spider
(1958) -



- When it comes to giant bug movies, Earth vs the Spider is one of my favorites. Yeah, parts of it are definitely corny and unbelievable, but for me, these things only add to the movie’s charm. What’s not to like about watching Fred Ziffel getting backed into a corner by a giant spider.
The Mini-Skirt Mob(1968) -


- Oh, what a bad movie. This has to be the most unbelievable motorcycle gang I've ever seen. Most of the members of the Mob look like they've just spent hours working on their hair, make-up, and outfits. I've never seen women in a motorcycle gang so well quaffed. Watching Diane McBain ride a motorcycle has to be one of the funniest things I've seen. She looks so uneasy on her little bike as if she might fall over at any minute. The acting, for the most part, is just plain old horrible. McBain, Ross Hagen, and Sherry Jackson come across about as natural as McBain's piled-up, platinum hair. Logic doesn't exist. For example, if Logan is really such a champion rodeo star, why does he live in a camper that's smaller than my bathroom? The problems with The Mini-Skirt Mob go on and on.
- So, why haven't I rated it any lower? There are some unintentional great moments in The Mini-Skirt Mob. It's all the things I've described that make the movie at least somewhat entertaining.
Criss Cross(1949) -




- Criss Cross a very entertaining noir with plenty of twists and turns along the way. Burt Lancaster is the kind of man who drinks too much, Yvonne De Carlo is the kind of woman who uses men to get what she wants, and Dan Duryea is the kind of man who would as soon shoot you as look at you. It’s gritty, sometimes violent, and always entertaining. The film is expertly directed by Robert Siodmak, whose work I’ve always enjoyed. The script is exceptional with more double-crosses in the final half than one movie has a right to. No one is above double-crossing anyone else. It makes for a very entertaining hour and a half.
The Strange Love of Martha Ivers(1946) -



- Not much to say other than I really enjoyed it more than I thought I would. I've never cared much for Barbara Stanwyck, but I may have to rethink that notion.
The Man Who Cheated Himself(1950) -


- The plot is tired and lacks any real surprises or anything new for the genre. I could have predicted the outcome of The Man Who Cheated Himself after about five minutes. And that final cat-and-mouse chase scene is plain old dull. Ten to fifteen minutes of nothing happening really ruined any pacing the movie may have had going for it.
The Big Clock(1948) -



- The Big Clock is a wonderfully entertaining noirish thriller with, and unlike most of its deadly serious counterparts, a touch of humor. Ray Milland is a man trying to solve a murder. His problem is that the killer he’s looking for is himself. Think of it as a cat-and-mouse game where the cat and mouse are the same person. The acting is top notch with Ray Milland as the man caught between a rock and a hard place, Charles Laughton at his greasiest best, and George Macready as the prototypical “yes man”. My only complaint with the cast is how Maureen O’Sullivan is underutilized. The supporting cast is terrific with Elsa Lanchester supplying most of the laughs. Very nicely done.
The Big Sleep
(1946) -




- One of my all time favorites. In fact, I have it firmly at #2 on my top 250 list. Beside Bogart, Bacall, and the rest of the cast, I enjoy picking up something new in the plot each time I give it a viewing. Some have called it impossible to follow, I call it wonderfully entertaining.
Blacula
(1972) -


- The basic plot structure of Blacula has been seen countless times before. There’s very little new ground broken here. In fact, and to be quite honest, Blacula isn’t very good. Much of the acting is bad and the special effects are even worse. Blacula’s makeup changes from scene to scene. Atmosphere and tension are totally foreign. Logic is non-existent. But what makes Blacula at least somewhat enjoyable are the Blaxplotation and other camp elements. Blacula is, of course, black and this is modern day (1972) America. Blacula swings at a nightclub to some very funky 70s music. Blacula’s first two victims are a pair of homosexuals presented with every 70s stereotype intact. Blacula makes love with his intended victim. You won’t see this stuff in just any old vampire film.