Ginger may be gone but Bridgette is still infected with her sister’s werewolf curse. When she’s mistaken for a strung-out teen she ends up in a drug clinic and separated from her wolf-suppressing home remedy. It’s Girl, Interrupted meets The Fly - which might not be for everyone but it pushes my buttons. Emily Perkins stays true to her character and the original’s tone and carries the movie with ease. Should be as well-loved as the original because it’s equally as fun. There’s a killer opening credits, lots of stylish cinematography, Canadian accents and an all-girl group-masturbation dream sequence that brings the house down. The werewolf looks a helluva lot better too. The downbeat ending is a great surprise but kind of a bummer. A prequel followed.
***
Sunday, 7 November 2010
Ginger Snaps 2: Unleashed (2003) Reviewed
The Little Shop of Horrors (1960) Reviewed
Roger Corman famously directed Little Shop in just a few days, but it’s actually one of his more endearing (and enduring) movies. Basically it’s an ethnic comedy with some horror elements thrown in. It’s the story of Seymour (Jonathan Haze) and the ravenous flytrap he’s named Audrey Jr.; a tribute to the ditzy girl (Jackie Joseph) he works with at Mushnick’s Flower Shop. Audrey Jr. needs blood to grow (If he doesn’t get it, he bellows “Feed me!”), leading nebbish Seymour to scout the back alleys of NYC for likely meal-time candidates. The performances are what make this one a gem. Dick Miller’s small role as a flower-eating loon is especially great. Jack Nicholson makes his debut as a masochistic dentist patient. There’s one moment of well-done gore worth watching for. There are a couple of cops that serve as a framing device and a pretty decent Dragnet parody. Little Shop was re-imagined as an off-Broadway musical that was eventually adapted as major motion picture by Frank Oz.
** ½
Tags: audrey II, audrey jr., dick miller, feed me, jonathan haze, little shop, Roger Corman
Saturday, 6 November 2010
Shanks (1974) Reviewed
SHANKS (1974)
If a truly visionary WTF concept was enough to float a whole movie, flicks with titles like Hollywood Chainsaw Hookers would live up to the images those words inspire in your imagination, and movies with capsule summaries like the one Shanks requires would always point toward a rewarding viewing experience. In fact, the more I tell you about Shanks, the better it’s probably going to sound. And I have to tell you…This movie features 1) murder by reanimated rooster, 2) corpse puppets, and 3) the only visual more unnerving than a birthday party clown. (In case you’re wondering, that’s a middle-aged street puppetteer, played by a mime, waltzing with an underage girl at her birthday party which, it so happens, is being held in a scary old castle. Oh, and don’t be alarmed by the sawed off finger in your birthday cake!) So it turns out that horror-master/gimmick-meister, William Castle’s last directorial effort is probably his most odd, original…ill-conceived, awkward, tonally-confused, and eyes-glazingly dull. World’s Most Famous Mime, Marcel Marceau, plays the lonely deaf-mute pupetteer, Malcolm Shanks. Malcolm lives with his wicked widowed sister-in-law and her abusive alcoholic brute of a second husband. He is given the secret to turning corpses into remote-controlled puppets by a creepy old scientist (also played by Marceau in heavy latex), who abruptly dies…and is immediately reanimated by Malcolm in an attempt to delight a beautiful pigtailed age-inappropriate fan. More people die, more people are turned into puppets, and more things that sound really intriguing in print occur…Like the evil biker gang that shows up in the last third of the film to help max out readings on the WTF meter. I keep finding myself wanting to report that there is the germ of a great movie hiding somewhere in the nearly dialogue-free running time of Shanks, but that’s just me wanting. Maybe Shanks started out as something else, and just ended up like this: darkly comic, but not funny; visually unique, but not attractive; and chock-fulla eerie quirk-whimsy, but in a Ratboy kinda’ way rather than a Pan’s Labyrinth kinda’ way.
*
Tags: dark comedy, fantasy-horror, marcel marceau, mime, shanks, william castle, zombies