Archive for March, 2010

The Lovely Bones

Wednesday, March 31st, 2010

Let’s take a look at one of the TV series that was a by-product of the early years of The Simpsons, shall we? Family Dog originated as an episode of Steven Spielberg’s Amazing Stories. CBS commissioned a full-fledged series based on the success of that episode, but after sitting in the can for two years the network wound up airing only a few episodes in the summer of 1993. As seen in the “Show Dog” opening below, the project bears the charming creative imprint of Brad Bird (The Incredibles). Having only seen the Amazing Stories segment, I’m really curious as to what this entire series was like.

Rick Astley, Plagiarist

Monday, March 29th, 2010

Found on twitter, a flickr set of designs that copied other designs. It appears that many designers, especially the ones that do trendy indie rock concert posters, are hoping that their target audience is too ignorant to notice when an attractive illustration is a copy of an earlier, more effective piece of art.

This somewhat relates to something I noticed when listening to Rick Astley’s Greatest Hits collection (don’t laugh; I think Stock Aitken Waterman were geniuses at what they did). Compare the opening percussion on “Never Gonna Give You Up” with the opening percussion on “Whenever You Need Somebody.” The bugger is that these two songs sat side by side on the same album. Say it ain’t so, Rick!


For a little extra ’80s awesomeness, I’m adding Rick’s “Take Me To Your Heart”:

Weekly Mishmash: March 21-27

Sunday, March 28th, 2010

Bright Young Things (2003). Stephen Fry’s adaptation of an Evelyn Waugh novel, a thinly disguised memoir of Britain’s “lost generation” of 1930s partygoers, might have been intriguing but mostly it was just “meh.” Fry begins the film with a huge, colorful party scene, his camera whirling around characters as we’re barely introduced to a wide array of outsized personalities. The film then barely lets up until we become acquainted with Stephen Campbell Moore’s earnest writer (and Waugh stand-in) and his devil-may-care fiancée (Emily Mortimer). The film is nicely performed and so well made it practically drips “British,” but the end result is not terribly absorbing. It’s as if Fry kept his camera moving to cover up how shallow the characters onscreen are.
The Day the Sky Exploded (1958). Proto end-of-the-world Italian epic was a recent purchase from Christopher. Unfortunately, Alpha Home Video’s DVD contains a blurry and poorly dubbed print, making an already shoddy film look exponentially worse. I can see the germ of an interesting story here, but mostly it’s a talky bore that falls below even the level of something the MST3K guys would lampoon. The thing that most stood out for me was the liberal use of stock footage. Indeed, this movie contains a veritable who’s-who of notable clips, including a memorable appearance by Stampeding Elephants, a great performance by People Running In City Streets, and an award-worthy turn by Launched Missile.
I’m from Arkansas (1944) and Too Many Women (1942). Ahh — the first two viewings of my 50 comedy DVD pack! If anything, I figure that these movies cost so little to own (roughly 36 cents each) and they’re short enough that if they’re bad, at least it doesn’t hurt that much. Both of these films are intriguing wartime programmers from z-grade studio PRC. In a nutshell, I’m from Arkansas was pretty good and Too Many Women flat out sucked. Arkansas is a corn-pone comedy/musical which has the odd distinction of pairing Iris Adrian (brassy blonde best known for playing obnoxious waitresses and the like) and Bruce Bennett (tall, bland actor who played Mildred Pierce’s boring husband, Bert) as a romantic duo. It’s actually a pretty kicky little movie with several decent musical numbers. And did I mention it’s only an hour long? Special note to Brad: this was a good ‘un. The less said about Too Many Women, the better. A misguided farce with an old (and gay seeming) Neil Hamilton playing a hapless playboy juggling several girlfriends at once, this film is talky, incomprehensible and dull. The only good spot is Joyce Compton being her usual perky self as one of the girlfriends.
poster_madamexMadame X (1966). A lush, somewhat kitschy but at times intense telling of one of the most oft-told stories in filmdom (I think there’s even been a silent Madame X or two). This version has the same producer, leading lady, cinematographer and costume designer as the classic weepie Imitation of Life. Perhaps it may be the older-than-dirt source material, but this overstuffed film seems strangely out of date by ’60s standards — but it still winds up being fast paced, soapy fun. Lana Turner gives a totally committed performance in the title role (I think she’s actually better here than in Imitation), and the supporting cast includes a delightful Constance Bennett as a bejeweled and shellac-haired mother in-law from hell. The movie works surprisingly well as melodrama, making it slightly less campy than other Turner vehicles of the ’60s.
Scandal (1950). Our final Akira Kurosawa film for this month. Strangely enough, I’m finding that I’m enjoying the lesser known, earlier efforts such as this and Drunken Angel more than the classics in his filmography. Like Drunken Angel, this is a contemporary-set drama that comments on the state of postwar Japanese society. In this case, it’s an indictment of the media that revolves around the feather light story of a famous singer (Shirley Yamaguchi, a Japanese Linda Darnell) who becomes part of a scandal when she innocently welcomes a poor artist (Toshiro Mifune) into her hotel room. Sure, the plot is nothing to write home about, but Kurosawa’s gift for vivid characters and settings is on full display here. I especially loved the scene where the principals are singing Christmas characters to their attorney’s crippled daughter. Good one!

Las Vegas in 1983 on Flickr

Saturday, March 27th, 2010

Just uploaded to flickr: 33 photos of Las Vegas I shot in 1983. I was thirteen and went there on a business trip with my dad. Most of these photos were shot via the family 35mm camera by myself, wandering the strip at night. It’s kind of a wonder that I wasn’t mugged or anything. The photos are of a very old time, unpretentious (and nearly empty) side of Vegas that is completely different from what you’d find in the same place 27 years on. Check it out.

LasVegas1983

The Balcony Is Closed

Thursday, March 25th, 2010

After 24 seasons, Disney has canceled the long-running At The Movies. Sad, but inevitable, news. On the plus side, Roger Ebert’s reaction contains a lot of tantalizing details on his new venture, which appears better plugged in to what real movie fans want (as opposed to the ever dwindling trendy teen audience that Hollywood’s going after). In his post, he addresses things that a half hour syndicated show with two newspaper critics back-and-forthing couldn’t even dream of getting at. That Ebert is one smart cookie — unlike those Disney execs.

Girl Howdy

Wednesday, March 24th, 2010

Have you ever seen those DVD sets that cram a bunch of scratchy public domain movies into one small package? I just bought one — Mill Creek’s Comedy Kings 50 Movie Pack. Mostly I got it since the selections, mostly ’30s/’40s era bottom-of-the-bill fillers made by the likes of Hal Roach and PCR, include four movies that my fave Joyce Compton starred in. There’s also a lot of obscure stuff that hasn’t even shown up on TCM. Because they’re crappy? Perhaps, but even crappy old movies have their uniqueness that doesn’t compare to whatever new bad movie comes down the pike.

One of the cinematic, uh, treasures on this set is a 1944 hillbilly themed musical called I’m from Arkansas. I have a short ditty from the movie below. Yes, the singer’s name is Carolina Cotton, and in my own twisted way I’m looking forward to seeing what the rest of this flick has to offer.