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January 24, 2024

The War of the Worlds (1953).

Review #2172: The War of the Worlds.

Cast: 
Gene Barry (Doctor Clayton Forrester), Ann Robinson (Sylvia van Buren), Les Tremayne (Major General Mann), Bob Cornthwaite (Doctor Pryor), Sandro Giglio (Doctor Bilderbeck), Lewis Martin (The Reverend Doctor Matthew Collins), Housely Stevenson Jr (General Mann's aide), Bill Phipps (Wash Perry), Vernon Rich (Colonel Ralph Heffner), Henry Brandon (Cop at crash), Jack Kruschen (Salvatore), with Paul Frees (Radio reporter/pre-titles narrator) and Cedric Hardwicke (post-titles narrator) Directed by Byron Haskin.

Review: 
Oh hell, this one was on my mind for quite some time. It is one of those films you either were in the right age as a youth watching alien invasion movies as a kid or one that missed your outlook because the 2005 version of The War of the Worlds was fresher in your mind (in my memory, my parents took 8-year-old me to the theater to watch it and I fell asleep after about 20 minutes). People even older or perhaps a fan of greater history involving a certain director/performer know the 1938 radio play of the book just as well. Luckily, with a month dedicated to "New Directors", this was the perfect time to highlight Byron Haskin. Born in Portland but raised in San Francisco, he was a director and an effects man in his time after service in the Naval Reserve Force in World War I. He served as a cinematographer and effects man in the silent age (with a few directing jobs for 1927 before a decade-long break), which saw him eventually rise to special effects head of Warner Bros. by 1937. His department were given an Academy Award for Technical Achievement with the rear-projection system they came up with for photographing effects. He returned to directing with uncredited work for the morale booster Action in the North Atlantic (1943) before a proper return with the thriller I Walk Alone (1947), the first film to pair Burt Lancaster and Kirk Douglas together. It was Haskin who was hired to direct the first complete live-action Disney production with Treasure Island (made in 1950 as also the first adaptation of the book in color). Haskin worked with producer George Pal on three further films after this one: The Naked Jungle (1954), Conquest of Space (1955), and The Power (1968), with the latter being Haskin's last as a director prior to his death in 1984 at the age of 84. As for Pal, the Hungarian emigrant had been known in the 1940s for his work on animated short subjects ("Puppetoons", as they were) that saw him nominated for Academy Awards seven straight years). His first feature production was The Great Rupert (1950), which involved stop-motion animation for a squirrel. This was done in tandem with Destination Moon (1950), one of the first big movies about space travel in the Space Age. Other sci-fi productions of his included When Worlds Collide (1951) and films such as this, which cost $2 million. 

The screenplay was done by Barré Lyndon, as done through conversations had with Haskin, Pal, and Frank Freeman Jr (associate producer); it was Pal and Haskin who tasked themselves to not show a scene from the POV of the Martians, no matter what the studio asked. The film is based on 1898 novel of the same name as written by H. G. Wells, which, well, was obviously going to be a distinct story that the film makes modifications to, considering its setting in London (in the Victorian age) with fast moving tripods that were 10 stories tall. Paramount Pictures had the rights to the book since the 1920s (as suggested by Cecil B. DeMille, once tapped for an adaptation), which is how this is the first adaptation of the book Albert Nozaki helped design the war machines of the Martians (as shaped from manta rays), which is made even better with all the matte paintings used to get the disintegration effects (in total for effects, it took over half a year to finish). Haskin worked in "close collaboration" with the sketches that came for the effects that had been done by Nozaki with supervision by art director Hal Pereia. So good was the effects that it was awarded a Special Achievement Award by the Academy Awards (the third time that a Pal production had been awarded in that regard). Of course, for a long time one could only see the film with color stock that made the wires holding the alien creatures visible. It is a captivating film worth the 85 minutes, as I expected. Hardwicke delivers a resounding narration for what leads to the idea of Martians choosing Earth to invade over other planets. It is efficient in establishing suspense with worthwhile adventure due to the quality of the action presented within its effects and suitable characterization to deliver its endpoint (of all the modifications made, the climax of book and film are not too different, go figure). Barry (in his second film role after years on Broadway and television, where he is best known) is at the head of the acting to deal with said effects (remember that one is acting here to effects that won't be there at the time of filming), which he does as the most curious of the bunch to worthy patience that carries his weight to drive the film forward. The terror in seeing Los Angeles run amok in terror is carried by effects for a good chunk of well-executed suspense, but Barry and his desperation to maintain some sort of order is key to that as well. Robinson does reasonably well in the attempts to wind and unwind at the hands of terror, which gets handled with that last couple of sequences involving sanctuary (strangely enough, she was the one returning actor in the syndication series in 1988, which had been planned by Pal prior to his death). I like Martin and the buildup before that last sequence he is to accentuate just how much terror is presented with the creatures (well, aside from the scene before it that cuts right at the ideal time). Tremayne and others deliver the lean and ready exposition required where there are no false notes or bland bluster for what an effects-driven capsule of entertainment it is in the long run. The probe effect is wonderful to look upon, particularly since the film doesn't show much of the overall alien anyway. There was a sea of sci-fi movies with either a big effect involving ships or suits, but one thing that cannot be denied is that The War of the Worlds was near the top of its game at the time of release and even still now for those interested in neatly executed spectacle. 

Overall, I give it 9 out of 10 stars.
Next up: Hiroshi Inagaki's Samurai I: Musashi Miyamoto.

October 8, 2019

The Monster of Piedras Blancas.


Review #1281: The Monster of Piedras Blancas.

Cast:
Les Tremayne (Dr. Sam Jorgenson), Forrest Lewis (Constable George Matson), John Harmon (Sturges, the Lighthouse Keeper), Frank Arvidson (Kochek, the Storekeeper), Jeanne Carmen (Lucille Sturges), Don Sullivan (Fred), Pete Dunn (Eddie/the Monster), and Joseph La Cava (Mike) Directed by Irvin Berwick.

Review:
I suppose anything goes when it comes to monster movies, whether it involves silly costumes or some other silly aspect to accompany what you could count as horror. My first question was what Piedras Blancas actually was, since it doesn't exactly roll off the tongue, as opposed to those ones that are robots or brides. It actually refers to a light station (complete with its own point and lighthouse in its 19 acres) that is roughly five miles west by northwest of Sam Simeon in California (it also means white rocks in Spanish). Of course this film wasn't actually filmed in that location, instead being shot at a different lighthouse. One would think a film that wants to use a location for its film would actually shoot there, but this is certainly a movie lacking in other significant aspects anyway. Simply put, this is a lame little movie, harmless yet annoyingly mediocre. This was produced by Jack Kevan (in his only production effort), who did makeup work on several films (generally without credit), such as Creature from the Black Lagoon (1954), having supervising the manufacture of the suit used for the film. He created the monster costume for this film as well, which goes...not quite as well. This was released on a double bill with Okefenokee, a swamp movie that does Actually, what made me really amused is that one of the film posters shows the film "winning" a Shock Award from Famous Monsters of Filmland Magazine. If you can't trust posters that display the awards won before it even gets released, what can you trust? (this is where I would likely include a cynical response that lengthens this bland review by a few sentences, but I forgot to include one out of cynicism). One really can goof off when it comes to a film that really doesn't have much energy to it, particularly when it comes to its silly looking monster, which naturally shows up for a small amount of its 71 minute run-time and looks like a melted pig, which is funny since this is supposed to be a reptile. I wonder how I would've reacted to this if I had seen this film after Black Lagoon, but even "inspired" movies can still work if given enough to work with material. I can't even remember a single person from this film, where the acting seems too stiff to really make this seem big to go with. Imagine making a monster movie where the only interesting thing to think about is where you can find a lighthouse to visit just like the people do in this film. I take that back, actually, there is one interesting moment involving a head being carried around by the monster, which probably seems easy to stick out among films of its decade (unless one is Fiend without a Face, that is), so that sure is something. It isn't the kind of thing to move the needle heavily in the film's fate, but at least you can't say it is completely boring. When it comes to bland monster movies, this is easily the template film for that description, suited for a most boring and un-haunted night. Or in other words, a Tuesday.

Overall, I give it 5 out of 10 stars.

July 9, 2013

Movie Night: The Fortune Cookie.


Review #422: The Fortune Cookie.

Cast
Jack Lemmon (Harry Hinkle), Walter Matthau (William "Whiplash Willie" Gingrich), Ron Rich (Luther "Boom Boom" Jackson), Judi West (Sandy Hinkle), Cliff Osmond (Chester Purkey), Lurene Tuttle (Hinkle's mother), Harry Holcombe (O'Brien), Les Tremayne (Thompson), Lauren Gilbert (Kincaid), Marge Redmond (Charlotte Gingrich), and Noam Pitlik (Max) Directed by Billy Wilder (#106 - Some Like It Hot and #194 - Ace in the Hole)

Review
It was fun to watch the last two Billy Wilder films reviewed here, and so I came into watching The Fortune Cookie with a lot of optimism. I wasn't that disappointed. Lemmon and Matthau play off each other well, and it's usually fun to have actor reappear in these reviews, especially Matthau. Ron Rich does a good supporting job, likable and enjoyable. Judi West (who apparently only made two other films) is alright, and she works alright when combined with Lemmon, which I suppose is enough. There are fun moments, with some funny bits and most of that is generated either by Lemmon, Matthau or both combined, which works out pretty well, and it gives the film a bit more depth, along with warmth. It manages to override the 90 minute cliche of comedies, which I gladly endorse as long as the comedy works, which it does. It has its moments, and 2 hours isn't much to ask for, so I recommend to give this film a shot. You won't regret it.

Overall, I give it 9 out of 10 stars.