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The Amazing Transparent...Plot?

Well, yes, so of all the Invisible Man ripoffs, The Amazing Transparent Man of them. Directed by pulp-maestro Edgar G. Ulmer from a script by Jack Lewis and starring Douglas Kennedy, The Amazing Transparent Man has everything you want in a movie. Well, provided that what you want is a movie with disappearing gerbils, a lot of bad invisibility stunts, bad acting, and a silly plot. Well, that’s usually what I want out of a movie. But I don’t exactly have my finger on the pop culture pulse.
The Amazing Transparent Man was shot back to back with another very low budget flick called Beyond the Time Barrier. The total allotted time for both films was two weeks, with Time Barrier given top priority. So The Amazing Transparent Man might have been shot in less than a week, but a week at the most. The movie did come with a cool poster that the exhibiting theaters displayed: “WARNING! Joey Faust, escaped convict, the Amazing Transparent Man, has vowed to “appear” invisible IN PERSON at …

Moon of the Wolf - Made for TV Werewolf Madness without a Werewolf

As a kid in the 80’s and early 90’s, I loved staying up with my mom and watching a silly made-for-TV movie. Moon of the Wolf was released in 1972, so I wouldn’t have seen this one. Probably would have scared me a bit, even though we don’t really see a werewolf until the final act of the movie. I got spooked easy after the sun went down.
David Janssen, who played Richard Kimble in The Fugitive, stars as the sheriff in a one-horse Louisiana town who has to solve a grisly murder. A wolfy murder? Anyway, a woman is dead and mauled and it looks like a dog did it. Luckily, Janssen is on the job and he’s ready to solve the case. He’s a hardscrabble fella with a scratchy voice, so you know he means business. Also, it’s very hot in Louisiana, so the good sheriff has to leave his shirt open so that he can air out his ample chest hair. I don’t have chest hair. Just a patch of the stuff in the middle of my titties. I sometimes wish I was more hairy, but then I wonder if I would just lose food in …

The Wonderful Weird World of Doctor Strange

I love weird movies. Anything that takes me drastically out of my element. Throw in some bizarro mystical stuff and make it psychedelic and I’m doubly there. I’m not religious or likely to join a cult anytime soon, so it’s all fantasy to me.
So, Doctor Strange. Been waiting on this for a while. I’ve been following the comic relaunch since its first issue and I’m vaguely familiar with the mythology created by Stan Lee and Steve Ditko in the mid-60’s. I was excited for the movie for the same reason I read the comics: I wanted to see some, ahem, strange things.
I don’t normally write about first-run stuff, preferring to see movies from my big puffy chair and take notes where I have light enough to see my writing. But another reason I don’t review these things is that, well, everyone else is. Who needs another asshole’s opinion? As of this writing, there’s three hundred critic’s reviews linked on IMDB. And I’ve read...well, a handful of them. Some of them, but certainly not all, have compl…

Paradisia's Haunting Pop Folk

Paradisia is a relatively new group. Very slick and polished production here, so you know they're veterans in the studio. There's not much more to know about them, at least with a cursory Google search. They're only credited with first names: Sophie-Rose on vocals, Anna on harp, and Kristy on keys. So they seem to like mystery, if not anonymity.

So, "Warpaint." How would I describe this song? Kind of pop folk, I guess. Pretty heavy on the pop. The song is a kind of reverie, hinting, and not very subtly, at the vulnerability that lies beneath a tough exterior. On a quest to lose it all, go the lyrics. The idea is that it's pretty difficult to let your guard down and reveal what's underneath. There's also a sad lament that desire must be repressed underneath the masks we wear.