Showing posts with label Lewis Gilbert. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lewis Gilbert. Show all posts

July 7, 2023

Alfie (1966).

Review #2034: Alfie.

Cast: 
Michael Caine (Alfie Elkins), Shelley Winters (Ruby), Millicent Martin (Siddie), Vivien Merchant (Lily Clamacraft), Jane Asher (Annie), Julia Foster (Gilda), Shirley Anne Field (Carla), Eleanor Bron (the Doctor), Denholm Elliott (the Abortionist), Alfie Bass (Harry Clamacraft), Graham Stark (Humphrey), Murray Melvin (Nat), and Sydney Tafler (Frank) Produced and Directed by Lewis Gilbert (#292 - The Spy Who Loved Me, #338 - Moonraker, #354 - You Only Live Twice)

Review: 
"At that time, there had never been a cockney film. In cinema, the cockney was the man who said: "Guvnor, your car's outside." You never saw a cockney family with real problems. In the 60s, we were beginning to make films that reflected something of the British way of life. Before Alfie and its contemporaries, British film was all Noël Coward and drawing rooms."

The British can make for curious folks. Lewis Gilbert had a road fit for being involved in film business. He was the son of music hall performers and he first saw a film set in his childhood years. When World War II came, he served with the Royal Air Force in their film unit and later the First Motion Picture Unit of the U.S. Army Air Forces. He made documentary work for Gaumont British before going on to feature directing in 1947 with The Little Ballerina. Among the most noted films before Alfie involved ones based on historical events such as Reach for the Sky (1956) and Sink the Bismarck! (1960). He followed Alfie with a variety of dramas and adventures (most notably with three James Bond films) before his final film in 2002; he died in 2018 at the age of 97. The film is based on the play of the same name by Bill Naughton. He had originally come up with the idea with "Alfie Elkins and His Little Life" which was broadcast on the radio BBC Third Programme in 1962 before he was commissioned to turn it into a stage play that premiered the next year. A production on Broadway was done in 1964 with Terence Stamp as the star, but it lasted only a handful of performances. It was during these productions that Hydra Gilbert saw the production and recommended it to her husband Lewis. Naughton wrote the screenplay for this film, which was the first of three adaptations of Naughton's work that followed with The Family Way (1966) and Spring and Port Wine (1970), with Naughton writing the latter. Evidently, when it came to casting, Caine was not the first choice for the lead role nor even the second. Laurence Harvey was first considered but he did not want to play the role on Broadway, and Terence Stamp, just wasn't interested in playing the role again after the Broadway show. Incidentally, his roommate at the time was Michael Caine, who was best known for Zulu (1964) and The Ipcress File (1965); incidentally, James Booth, who starred with Caine in the aforementioned Zulu film, turned the role down. Caine got offered the role (Paramount Pictures, who distributed the film, didn't care much because the film was cheap anyway), went right in, and the rest is history. A "sequel" followed with Alfie Darling (1975) that had no Caine in the lead (Alan Price took over) and therefore no particular reason to see it before an inevitable remake was done in 2004 with Jude Law as star. 

The striking thing is that for a film of the Swingin' era of London, it actually is a pretty sobering comedy-drama film beneath the fourth wall posturing by Caine (as devised by Gilbert and company) that makes its mark in self-centered but aware amusement in what romance really means, particularly within "peace of mind". The performance of Caine carries the movie as far as you would possibly expect. He makes the exemplary example of a Casanova in all of the ways you hope to see in sad amusement. You can see how his Cockney accent and blustering attitude towards women make him more than a caricature or target for easy jokes, since all he really is one who knows only what he wants to know in pleasure without pain, one who changes partners like one changes socks that makes for a quality scoundrel. Winters is actually only in three scenes despite her billing, but she is still in good form here in terms of provocative enjoyment in taste. There is a distinct edge to how our lead treats each of the four women he tries to make a roll within Martin, Merchant, Asher, and Foster that they each handle with useful timing and pathos, right from the opening sequence where Caine is trying to explain pursuit with a married woman with the first chat he makes to the camera. Within the edges is the withering of Alfie's own life where he can't even see his own kid because of his own ways and even a bout at the sanitorium because of how he takes the news about shadows in lungs that is handled expertly. Of course, it also is a film that doesn't skimp on the key event that made the play a lightning rod for discussion: a character going through an abortion. Obviously, it isn't actually shown in either the play or the film, but the very fact it is mentioned at all was quite notable in its time. It isn't moral handwringing to say that certain actions have consequences, and it is seeing those up close that make it especially important to make a film effective, which I think is handled quite well within the time spent with Caine, Merchant, and Elliott. By the time the film ends on a last conversation to the fourth wall in "what's it all about?", you have a pretty good idea of just what it means to have seen someone look at their consequences in the face and come out still asking questions and all alone. As a whole, Alfie is a curious and suitable way to spend 114 minutes when it comes to saying something distinct about what it all means to try and play the master of all in something and end up as master of none in the home of one's mind, which makes for a pretty good comedy-drama.

Overall, I give it 9 out of 10 stars.

March 9, 2013

Movie Night: You Only Live Twice.


Review #354: You Only Live Twice.

Cast
Sean Connery (James Bond), Akiko Wakabayashi (Aki), Mie Hama (Kissy Suzuki), Donald Pleasence (Ernst Stavro Blofeld), Tetsurō Tamba (Tiger Tanaka), Teru Shimada (Mr. Osato), Karin Dor (Helga Brandt), Bernard Lee (M), Charles Gray (Dikko Henderson), Burt Kwouk (Spectre 3), Lois Maxwell (Miss Moneypenny), Desmond Llewelyn (Q), and Ronald Rich (Hans) Directed by Lewis Gilbert (#292 - The Spy Who Loved Me and #338 - Moonraker)

Review
This was the fifth James Bond film, two years after Thunderball, and Sean Connery's first "retirement" from the role. I already talked about Diamonds Are Forever and how it failed to give Connery a proper swan song. But is this film any better nonetheless? Sort of. Connery is improved from Thunderball, and the action and setting do indeed work compared to the last one, especially the scenery. The plot is strange-ish, I don't know what it is, maybe it's the rockets that get swallowed or something. It baffles me if that makes any sense. Then there's our leading ladies, which...are all right. Wakabayashi does a fine job, being memorable enough. Hama is okay; she's not a bad Bond girl, but she's also not entirely memorable. It is admirable that the film has some culture, with the setting being good for a Bond film. Then there's Donald Pleasence as Blofeld, a villain that had been built up in the previous films, where we see his face. And...it is creepy, but I don't know how you could've revealed him without someone being disappointed. He doesn't get much to do, but I suppose it makes sense, its about Bond, not the villain. Pleasence does okay, but I find myself to prefer Telly Savalas' portrayal in the next film. The film does have its merits, though it sets the beginnings for the silly aspects of the next few films (thankfully not with OHMSS), which may or may not be a good thing. This probably would've been a good end for Connery's Bond, but oh no, it wasn't. But oh well.

Overall, I give it 8 out of 10 stars.

January 23, 2013

Movie Night: Moonraker.


Review #338: Moonraker.

Cast
Roger Moore (James Bond), Lois Chiles (Holly Goodhead), Michael Lonsdale (Hugo Drax), Richard Kiel (Jaws), Corinne Cléry (Corinne Dufour), Bernard Lee (M), Toshiro Suga (Chang), Geoffrey Keen (Frederick Gray), Desmond Llewelyn (Q), Lois Maxwell (Miss Moneypenny), and Blanche Ravalec (Dolly) Directed by Lewis Gilbert (#292 - The Spy Who Loved Me)

Review:
Greetings, fellow reader who decided to click the link from the review of Kingsman: The Secret Service. Enjoy this (slightly fixed) review from 2013.

For Your-Woah, sorry, wrong film for a second. Moonraker is its own film in the Bond franchise, a different sort for only one reason, the obvious reason. James Bond goes to space. Actually, he doesn't get to it until the last half of the film. Moonraker comes off the heels of Star Wars (#113), and it shows. This was moved up to follow the last film instead of the planned For Your Eyes Only with the same director...and essentially the same plot. However they have different ways of going by it (Drax being the better villain over...Stromberg), with different sorts of actions...and Jaws. He was intimidating in the last film...and he kinda is in the film as well. I don't know, maybe its because the film shows his facial expressions too much. That and what he does at the end (namely by betraying the villain). Roger Moore does a fine job, delivering his wry lines as best as he can. Chiles does good too, not a downgrade from the last leading lady. Lonsdale actually exceeded my expectations (namely by not looking ridiculous with that beard and outfit), delivering his lines coldly, and skillfully. The rest of the cast do a fine job, including Bernard Lee in his last time portraying M, doing so with the class you would expect from him. The elements that work for the film work good, but when the elements don't...they really don't work great. Especially the sometimes silly nature that the film has (including an inflatable gondola), but the scenes in space...do work well, actually. Even after 34 years since its release, the effects still manage to look respectable. While it does have its odd moments, it is worthy enough to at least be watched. It's not horrible, and it does have some enjoyment. It may represent the pinnacle of silliness in the franchise, but hey, take it for what its worth.

Overall, I give it 7 out of 10 stars.

November 23, 2012

Movie Night: The Spy Who Loved Me.


Review #292: The Spy Who Loved Me.

Cast
Roger Moore (James Bond), Barbara Bach (Anya Amasova), Curd Jürgens (Karl Stromberg), Richard Kiel (Jaws), Caroline Munro (Naomi), Walter Gotell (General Gogol), Bernard Lee (M), Desmond Llewelyn (Q), Lois Maxwell (Miss Moneypenny), and Geoffrey Keen (Fredrick Gray) Directed by Lewis Gilbert.

Review
Three years after the not so great success of The Man with the Golden Gun (#289), a new film would be released (coincidentally on an anniversary year as 1977 was the 15th Anniversary of James Bond's first film, Dr. No - #150), but is it any better? Does Moore have more substance? Yea. Pretty much. What I like about this film is that the absurdities aren't as highlighted as in other films. The action works well that is even more helped by Jaws (played by Richard Kiel), a henchman of Stromberg with metal teeth. (One scene that seals is for me is when he actually manages to survive an encounter with a shark with his teeth) One thing I'll mention is the submarine car, which adds to the inventiveness of the story, even if it's there for one scene. The rest of the cast is excellent, especially Bach and Jurgens. Moore does an excellent job, more improved from the last one and more (or less) a substantial Bond.  This is one of the better Bonds, and possibly the best Moore film as James Bond. Countdown to 300 Reviews: 10, 9, 8...

Overall, I give it 9 out of 10 stars.