Category Archives: 70’s Movies

Slap Shot (1977)

By Richard Winters

My Rating: 8 out of 10

4-Word Review: Winning by playing dirty.

Reggie Dunlop (Paul Newman) is the aging player/coach of the Charlestown Chiefs a minor league hockey team that’s struggling both in the standings and attendance. Things get even worse when the town’s steel mill goes out of business laying off over 10,000 of its workers. With no one able to afford watching games the team is set to go defunct. Then Dunlop comes up with an idea to attract attention by instilling the Hanson Brothers (Jeff Carlson, Steve Carlson, David Hanson). into the game. The Hanson’s come off like harmless bespectacled nerds, but when they get on the ice, they become a terror by physically beating up the competition in any underhanded way they can. This soon brings fans back and Dunlop hopes this might lead to a sale of the team to sunny Florida and in fact he plants this idea into the local newspaper, but when Dunlop finally does meet the team’s actual owner (Kathryn Walker) she tells him of other plans.

The screenplay was based on writer Nancy Dowd’s brother’s experiences playing for a minor league hockey team in Johnstown, Pennsylvania where the film was actually shot. He would call Nancy up on an almost nightly basis telling her of things that happened, which routinely had him getting beaten-up, which she found ‘sort of fascinating’ and lead to her traveling with him during the season. She started taking notes of the different things she witnessed much of which occurs in the movie including players going into the stands to attack obnoxious fans and fights breaking out before the game evens started.

While the film has become a major cult classic it did only moderately well at the box office when first released. Critics at the time derided the violence and ‘foul language’ as well as the ‘one-dimensional characters’. In Gene Siskel’s case he initially described it as a ‘failure’ only to have him years later watch it again and then call it a ‘terrific film’. What I think the critics missed was that it’s really not about the players, but instead the fans. People living bleak lives working humdrum jobs and how sports can help them escape their otherwise boring lives and the violence they watched at the games was a way for them to vent their frustrations and aggressions and thus acted as a way for them to ‘bond’ with their team.

The best aspect about the movie is Paul Newman who took a big risk doing this as many of his loyal fans, who had started watching him in the 50’s, were turned off by his character’s constant swearing  though I felt this was to his benefit as it allowed him to attract younger fans broaden is acting repertoire. It’s also quite realistic as most athletes really do talk that way and this was one of the first sports films to display that in all of its uncensored glory. However, the most amazing part of his performance is how he plays somebody that could very easily be quite unlikable and in a lot of ways it’s downright shocking how many things he can get away with and still come off as the ‘hero’, or in this case the ‘anti-hero’. Most other actors would flunk at this, but Newman’s able to give this guy an engaging flair that keeps you wanting to cheer for him and see him succeed even as he sleeps around with married women, tries desperately to break-up the marriage of his star player, aggressively promote dirty play even when some of his younger players seem hesitant, and tell off his team’s owner in what has to be one of the most vulgar, politically incorrect lines ever put on film.

My only two complaints with the character are that he’s surprised when the town factory closes when the younger player bets it will, but since Newman’s older it should’ve been him that predicted the closure as he would’ve had more life experience to know that nothing lasts forever while the youthful one would’ve had the wide-eyed optimism. He also wears some goofy looking outfits like plaid pants, elevator shoes, and even a fur coat. Granted these were stylish for the times, but a basic blue-collar guy like him wouldn’t be up on all the fads and would most likely be laughed out of the building by his friends when he walked in wearing some of the stuff that he does.

As for the film’s moral message that seems dubious. It’s almost like saying cheating and violence are good as things continually get better for the team and Newman personally the more it’s inserted into their play. I also felt that the Ned character, played by Michael Ontkean, is a very weak protagonist and besides sitting out games in protest of the fighting does very little. There should’ve been more confrontations between he and Reggie and more attempts to persuade the others not to continue the dirty play. He also treats his wife Lily, played by Lindsay Crouse, who’s wonderful, quite shabbily and I don’t feel he deserved to ‘win’ her back and the tacked-on ‘happy ending’ where they get back together doesn’t jive because if he displayed bad behavior once it’s most likely going to come back at a later point because that’s what’s in his nature.

On the comedy end it’s near perfect. Certainly, the Hanson brothers get most of the laughs, but not so much for their ice antics, but more for their compliant behavior off of it where they display the upmost respect for the coach and team protocol and even play with toy cars during their free time. The person I felt was the funniest was the toupee wearing announcer played by Andrew Duncan, who has no problem with the outrageous fights, but sternly draws the line when it comes to stripping. To a later extent Paul Dooley equally good as the opposing team announcer and also M. Emmet Walsh, who gets so involved in the latest news of the team that he ignores his squabbling children.

The only part where it doesn’t fully work is at the end where the other team brings in their ‘goon squad’ to take on Newman’s guys but the supposed ‘brutes’ come off looking severely aged and silly. It kind of hurts any possible tension when you can plainly see that this young squad could take these old guys, who might’ve been threat 20 years ago, but resemble beer belly 50-year-olds now. The film should’ve cast young muscular men in the parts, which could’ve then instilled a legitimate fear from the other side.

My Rating: 8 out of 10

Released: February 25, 1977

Runtime: 2 Hours 3 Minutes

Rated R

Director: George Roy Hill

Studio: Universal

Available: DVD, Blu-ray, Amazon Video, YouTube

Thank God It’s Friday (1978)

By Richard Winters

My Rating: 1 out of 10

4-Word Review: A night at discotheque.

This film was requested for review and was a part of the disco craze that permeated pop culture during the mid to late 70’s. It was released just 6 months after Saturday Night Fever but was nowhere as good and didn’t have the same staying power. The plot revolves around several people who decide to spend their Friday evening at a local L.A. discotheque and the various conversations and ‘adventures’ that they have while inside the place. The main cast is Donna Summer who plays a character named Nicole who tries to ger her ‘big break’ by singing one of her songs while everyone is on the dance floor, but the club DJ (Ray Vitte) goes to great lengths to prevent that. There’s also two underage friends (Valerie Landsburg, Terri Nunn) who sneak into the club in order to win a dance contest, and a married couple (Mark Lonow, Andrea Howard) who go to the club on a lark, but then have their marriage challenged when club owner Tony (Jeff Goldblum) begins aggressively hitting-on the wife while the husband gets side-tracked by a ditzy patron named Jackie (Mayra Small) who gives him drugs that makes him behave erratically.

The biggest shock was that this lame thing was directed by Robert Klane, who burst onto the scene in the early 70’s with the dark comedy classic Where’s Poppa? that was both edgy and inventive and based on his book of the same name, but this has none of that. The dialogue and situations are quite stale, and it was like he was just selling out his career, which did eventually recover when he wrote the script for Weekend at Bernie’sbut this is definitely a black mark.  What’s even more perplexing is that the screenwriter for this, Armyan Bernstein, was able to sell six more screenplays after this one, even though this one displays no writing talent at all and his subsequent scripts that were made in the 80’s all bombed at the box office, but I guess this kind of shows how it’s more who you know in Hollywood that proves who gets the breaks and who doesn’t.

The concept of having an entire movie take place inside one location has a certain appeal, but Klane captures the proceedings in a flat sort of way. It was shot inside an actual club, that has since been torn down and was described by those who went there as a ‘labyrinth’, but I didn’t get that feeling while watching it. Most of it is shot in and around the dance floor, which quickly becomes boring visually. The various ‘dramedies’ of the characters fail to elicit any interest. To some degree you could say this was a realistic look at the club scene as I remember going out to dance clubs in the 90’s in Chicago hoping to pick-up some action, or meet ‘cool new friends’ but coming away disappointed and feeling like it was all overrated and on that level that’s exactly what you get here. The characters come in anticipating way more excitement than they actually receive, but the film still needs to convey this in some sort of compelling way, and it doesn’t.

A good example of this is the married couple, which has some potential, but the characters don’t learn anything, or change. In a good movie/script the main people are supposed to go through a character arch and end up in a different spot, either in an emotional, or intellectual way, or in their situation in life, then they were at the beginning, but the couple leaves the place returning to their ‘happy married’ mindset. However, since the wife was so quick to consider the advances from the club owner and the husband with the young punk girl, that it should’ve rattled them and they should’ve left seriously contemplating whether their marriage was really all that strong.

The same goes for Donna Summer’s character. She spends the entire evening trying to aggressively get her chance to sing. It might’ve worked better had the movie had a parent, or friend being the one that was pushy while Summer stood shyly back and thus made her seem a little less narcissistic. Either way when she finally sing and the crowd loves it, it doesn’t mean much because it wasn’t in front of a record producer, so therefore there was no contract and thus just a fleeting moment in time.

I did like Goldblum and it’s easy to see why out of the entire cast he was the one that had a long a distinguished career though it’s a little confusing why he hits so hard on another man’s wife when he has a plethora of hot women that he has slept with, or willing to sleep with him, so why get so fixated on the one? Debra Winger is an absolute delight too mainly because of her exquisite beauty, which is at the absolute peak here and makes watching the movie more than worth it just for that. In fact, that’s the only reason why I decided to give this one point.

Out of the entire runtime there’s only four mildly diverting moments that stands out. The first is when the lady holding the torch in the Columbia Pictures symbol breaks out into a disco dance. The second, in a scene that the producers strongly considered cutting, is when a guy asks if he can but into a dance that Debra Winger is having with another guy, but instead of continuing the dance with her he goes on with the other guy. The third is a nice dance routine that Marv Gomez has on the rooftops of some parked cars while the fourth consists of Goldblum’s car, a prized possession of his, that falls completely apart.

My Rating: 1 out of 10

Released: May 19, 1978

Runtime: 1 Hour 29 Minutes

Rated PG

Director: Robert Klane

Studio: Columbia Pictures

Available: DVD, Blu-ray, Amazon Video, Tubi, YouTube

 

 

Harold and Maude (1971)

By Richard Winters

My Rating: 9 out of 10

4-Word Review: Falling for older woman.

Harold (Bud Cort) is a young man still living at home with his mother (Vivian Pickles) who is an upper-class socialite that dominates Harold at every turn. Harold resents his mother’s control and thus stages fake suicides as a way to rebel. She in turn devises ways to ‘cure’ him of his death obsession by buying him a new car, which he turns into a mini hearse, setting him up on blind dates and even trying to get him recruited into the army. All of these ploys fail, and the real turnaround doesn’t occur until he meets Maude (Ruth Gordon) a kooky old lady with a carefree spirit. The two nonconformists form a strong bond and eventually a romance. When Harold announces that he plans to marry her it causes shock and disgust with all those who know him.

While this film has become a huge cult hit, there’s even a theater in Essen, Germany where it’s been shown, outside of a 10-week period during COVID, continuously since June 6, 1975, it was a box office flop when first released. Many prominent critics at the time panned it including Roger Ebert who gave it only 1 star out of 4. The two main reasons for this were the ultra-dark humor and offbeat storyline, which might’ve been a bit ahead of its time, but also some of it I suspect had to do with the editing. Director Hal Ashby, who was an editor before he ventured into directing, does a lot of long takes here, which is unusual for a comedy. Usually, humorous films consist of quick takes and a fast pace, but here the jokes particularly Harold’s suicide pranks are very drawn out to the point you don’t really see the joke happening until the payoff. While I loved this approach and consider to be the genius of both the movie and Ashby others especially in that time period could consider it off-putting and confusing as audiences are used to having their comedy spelled out for them and not to have to search for it.

The acting is splendid with the two leads nailing their characters perfectly. Cort was warned that if he took this role, he’d be type casted for ever after and it’s true his career flatlined, but with his slim physical build and unique face his choice of leading parts would’ve been limited anyways. Gordon on the other hand was in the midst of a career resurgence and her appearance here helped cement her for old lady roles for the next decade and a half.

While overshadowed it’s important not to forget the supporting cast, who are all fantastic as well. Vivian Pickles is great as Harold’s domineering mother. The argument could be made that she’s too much of a caricature and they would be right, but the scene where she answers Harold’s dating profile for him really had me laughing. Charles Tyner as the one-armed army recruiter who becomes shocked when Harold gets too enthusiastic about killing is good as is Eric Christmas who becomes physically repulsed when describing how sex might go between a young man and an old lady. Tom Skerrit billed as ‘M. Boorman’ in refence to Nazi war criminal Martin Boorman whom he once joked was probably ‘hiding out as a motorcycle cop’ is highly engaging as an exasperated policeman futility trying to write Maude a traffic ticket.

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On the negative end, while minor, I did feel that Harold’s suicide pranks would be very hard if not impossible to pull off. The opening one which has him dangling from the ceiling with his feet clearly off the floor should’ve logically killed him. The scene where we see him through a window presumably setting himself on fire only to then immediately have him appear in the room is something he would not have been able to pull off alone and would’ve at the very least needed the help of someone else, but the film acts like he did it all on his own.

Maude’s car stealing doesn’t make sense either. She seemingly is able to simply hop into someone’s car and drive off with it like everyone just leaves their car doors unlocked and the keys in the ignition, which isn’t likely. If the explanation was that she was hotwiring them then this should’ve been shown, if even just briefly.

Maude’s suicide at the end was a mistake and I agree with critic Vincent Camby who complained that this made the movie seem ‘hypocritical’. She was a character that was so excited about life that it made no sense why she’d suddenly decide to end it. Some may say that she was haunted by memories of when she was in a concentration camp, but if that were the case then why didn’t she do it already at ag 50, 60, or 70? It also makes her seem selfish as she knew how Harold felt about her and killing herself was going to make him extremely upset and yet her response when he becomes horrified at the news that she’s taken some pills is quite detached like she never bothered to take his feelings into account. She was at the age where she could’ve fallen over dead at any moment from natural causes and the film should’ve ended with her dying that way instead.

My Rating: 9 out of 10

Released: December 20, 1971

Runtime: 1 Hour 31 Minutes

Rated PG

Director: Hal Ashby

Studio: Paramount

Available: DVD, Blu-ray, Amazon Video, Pluto TV, YouTube

Been Down So Long It Looks Like Up to Me (1971)

By Richard Winters

My Rating: 3 out of 10

4-Word Review: Ahead of his time.

Based on the 1966 novel of the same name by Richard Farina the story follows Paps (Barry Primus) who attends college in the ’50’s but behaves more like someone out of the 60’s and finds it challenging dealing with the rigid mind set of the other students. He gets into a relationship with Kristin (Linda De Coff) but it ends in acrimony when he refuses to meet her parents whom he deems part of the WASP establishment. He eventually gets in with Heff (David Downing) and Jack (Susan Tyrrell) who dabble in drugs and convince him to travel down to Cuba just as the Cuban revolution gets underway, which leads to tragic results.

While the novel did have some humor this film has none, which really hurts it. The expectation would be for a lot of irreverence but shockingly that doesn’t come and instead it’s talky that drones on and doesn’t lead anywhere. The opening bit has some comedy as Paps comes onto and makes out with his attractive young new landlord, played by Marian Clarke, but even that flubs because it brings out the sexually carefree culture of the late 60’s, but since this is supposed to be the 50’s it’s out of place and doesn’t help to establish the staid setting that our main character is supposedly feels imprisoned by.

Farina, who sadly died in 1966 just 2 days after his book got published, had far more interesting experiences in real life attending Cornell University during the late 50’s where he befriended fellow classmate Thomas Pynchon and got suspended for getting involved in student protests, but nothing like that gets shown here. At one point Kristin accuses Paps, during one of their spats, that he does nothing but sit around and waste away and that’s the absolute truth. He’s not actively propelling the action and seems like he’s dropping out of his own movie. I was expecting more lively confrontations between he and the other students, but outside of a few snarky comments this never comes to any adequate fruition. The scenic, tranquil landscape, filmed on location in Meadville, Pennsylvania, is the film’s only asset, but otherwise it stagnates badly.

There are a couple of good moments. One involves actor James Noble playing a priest who is duped into coming to Paps room in order to ‘cure’ him of his ‘deadly illness’, which is funny particularly Noble’s tiny pocketbook of candles and crosses that he brings out in order to perform the ‘last rites’. The painting of an ape that scares Paps while he has a drug trip has some diverting camera work though would’ve been better had the ape come to life though with the special effects capabilities of that era it would’ve been difficult. De Coff, who did just one more movie after this before retiring from the business to become an ordained minister, is really refreshing especially her appealing face, which is attractive but without the glossy Hollywood look.

It’s interesting seeing young stars before they were famous including Raul Julia, John P. Ryan, Susan Tyrrell, Zack Norman as a drug dealer, Nicholas Hammond who later became famous for playing Spiderman, and pop music composer/singer Paul Jabara. Bruce Davidson also gets featured in a small bit, but I was surprised he wasn’t made the star since he had a prominent role in Last Summer, which was released before this one was produced, and looked more age appropriate since he was in his 20’s while Primus was already 32. Either way the script doesn’t bring out these co-star’s talents effectively and their presence doesn’t lift the film out of its otherwise deadening pace.

My Rating: 3 out of 10

Released: September 15, 1971

Runtime: 1 Hour 31 Minutes

Rated R

Director: Jeffrey Young

Studio: Paramount

Available: Amazon Video, YouTube

 

Klute (1971)

By Richard Winters

My Rating: 8 out of 10

4-Word Review: Detective falls for prostitute.

John Klute (Donald Sutherland) is a private detective who is hired by Peter Cable (Charles Cioffi) to investigate the disappearance of a CEO named Gruneman (Robert Milli). The only clue is an obscene letter found in Gruneman’s office that he wrote to a prostitute named Bree (Jane Fonda). When Klute initially tries to question her, she refuses to help, so he rents an apartment in her building, which allows him to bug her phone. Eventually the two become friendly and even form a bit of a relationship, but Bree is only able to offer a few clues mainly that one of the johns she saw two years ago who used Gruneman’s name beat her up, but when he shows her a picture of the real Gruneman she says he wasn’t the one. This forces Klute along with Bree’s help to try and track down the other prostitute’s that had seen the same john, but their efforts prove mostly futile even as the unidentified killer continues to stalk Bree and appears ready to close in.

Sometimes it’s hard to tell from a script, which was written by two brothers, if it’s going to make for a good movie, or not. This is clearly a great example for how it’s approached directorially can make all the difference. In other hands this could’ve been a blah programmer, but director Alan J. Pakula, along with cinematographer Godon Willis, adds so many stylized touches that it grabs you in from the very beginning and never let’s go. The evocative lighting is particularly impressive as is the editing and Michael Small’s soundtrack who wisely keeps the music subtle using only the light touches of a xylophone to help accentuate the suspense. What’s most amazing though is Bree’s apartment, which was completely constructed on a soundstage, complete with working toilet, but you’d never know it as it has an authentic cluttered, live-in look and realistic outside light and sound ambience coming in from the window making it one of the most believable set designs I’ve ever seen. Even if you’re not into the mystery just watching it for its production values along would be mesmerizing enough.

The acting adds yet another excellent dimension with Sutherland, wearing a boyish looking bowel haircut, disappearing in his role by giving a nuance performance that allows for Bree to get most of the attention. Fonda, who won the Oscar for her work here, is genuinely riveting and she adds a lot to the proceedings that wasn’t in the original script. One great example of this is when Bree listens to a tape recording of another prostitute getting violently attacked. It was written in that her character should respond with a look of fear, but instead Fonda impulsively broke out in tears, which helped to make her more likable when you can visibly see her empathy and emotions towards her peers. The wide mood swings that her character shows seemed quite authentic for that type of person. The romance angle works better than in most movies, as here it comes off more incrementally and not just all of sudden and it’s his unselfish actions that earns her love, but realistically due to their contrasting lifestyles never comes to a full, permanent fruition.

Charles Cioffi is also really good, but surprisingly never got enough credit. What impressed me was how ordinary he looked where he doesn’t stand out at all and could easily be a typical businessman seen anywhere. In most movies someone with a strange, or scary appearance gets cast as the bad guy, but in real life most killers blend in, like this one, and that’s why they’re able to get away with their crimes for as long as they do. I also liked how when he’s stalking Bree there’s a brief look of sadness in his eyes, like there’s a part of him that feels bad for what he’s about to do, which helps to make his character multi-dimensional. My only quibble is I wish we had seen a bit of his private life. Most likely a high corporate type like him would’ve been married and with a family and seeing him playing around with his kids, even briefly, would’ve made his dark side, when it finally comes about, all the more shocking, but still believable as I think there’s plenty of ‘happily’ married family men out there that could still harbor dark fantasies.

The supporting cast has some interesting moments too, which includes Roy Scheider in a rare turn as an antagonist, which he does well in, and Dorothy Tristan in a small, but pivotal part, as a drug tripping hooker. You can also spot Veronic Hamel, as an auditioning ad model, and Jean Stapleton, as a ditzy secretary, playing in minor roles before they became famous.

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My only complaints with the story come mainly during Bree’s therapy sessions. The sessions themselves, especially the performance by Vivian Nathan as the psychiatrist, were well handled and one of the more realistic interpretations of a therapy session put on a film, but Bree’s ‘confessions’ didn’t totally jive. She says she feels ‘most in control’ when she’s doing tricks, but I’d presume it would be the other way. She packs no gun, so what’s to protect her if a guy gets rough? The idea that Cable would’ve been the only client that would have ever gotten violent with her seemed a stretch. Granted she’s a ‘high class’ call girl, but that still wouldn’t make her completely immune from having to deal with the occasional sickie. Rich guys can be dangerous too and sometimes even more so.

Hard to imagine that she couldn’t describe what the violent john who attacked her looked like especially since that was apparently a rare experience, so I’d think that would make him stand out even more so. His face would be so etched on her mind that she’d easily be able to tell Klute his appearance versus here where he just gets somehow forgotten in her mind along with all the rest.  The scene where she meets up with another client and he implies that he has a unusual turn-on that he’d like to play out and whispers it in her ear, but then when the sex does get shown, under the covers, it comes off as quite vanilla and I failed to see where the ‘kink’ was.

I also felt it was a mistake to reveal who the killer was during the second act and having it remain a mystery to the very end would’ve been creepier. The way it gets resolved, where the detectives are able to connect the same typographical error in the obscene notes to other correspondence that Cable had sent to Gruneman, seemed too easy. I just don’t think Cable would’ve been dumb enough not to have spotted that mistake himself before sending out. A better way would’ve had Bree unable to remember the killer’s identity due to him knocking her unconscious during their violent meeting and then struggle through therapy to bring those repressed memories back, which she would’ve eventually been able to do at the end.

My Rating: 8 out of 10

Released: June 23, 1971

Runtime: 1 Hour 54 Minutes

Rated R

Director: Alan J. Pakula

Studio: Warner Brothers

Available: DVD, Blu-ray (The Criterion Collection), Tubi, YouTube

 

 

 

Casey’s Shadow (1978)

By Richard Winters

My Rating: 7 out of 10

My Rating: Boy raises a racehorse.

Based on the short story ‘Ruidoso’ by John McPhee the plot centers around Lloyd (Walter Matthau) a single parent raising three sons. The youngest, Casey (Michael Hershewe), decides to raise a colt whose mother has died. At first, they’re not sure the colt will make it, but eventually he grows into being a racehorse that gets named Casey’s Shadow. Lloyd, who’s been looked upon as a loser for many years, feels this is his one chance to make money and thus enters the horse into the All-American Futurity at Ruidoso Downs, New Mexico despite the fact that the horse has been recently injured and running him could endanger his life.

Upfront the film seems similar to many other young boy with horse movies to the extent you wonder why even bother to make this one though it does manage to have some memorable moments. The biggest one being the birth of the colt that gets captured in graphic, vivid style that one will find either a beauty of nature, or grotesque. I also liked the scene involving the horses being put into their stalls before the race and how some of them were difficult to maneuver and even resisted. The shot of the dirty dinner dishes inside a grimy bathtub filled with yellowish water is an image you won’t get out of your mind as well as the horse that gets poisoned to death and keels over in dramatic fashioned making it appear very real and not sure how they could train a horse to do that, but it’s quite effective.

On the casting end I wasn’t convinced this was the best career choice for Matthau as his character is too similar to the one he played in The Bad News Bears where he was a down-and-out guy with little ambition who suddenly finds his competitive edge. In that film his transition was fun, but here it’s strained and not nearly as engaging. It also seemed a mistake to make him the protagonist as it’s the boy that spends the most time with the horse, so he essentially should’ve been the main hero.

While I liked how the three sons aren’t afraid to question their father’s judgement and many times seem to be the mature ones I felt there were too many of them. The two oldest ones lacked any distinction and could’ve easily been combined to just one person. The youngest, Casey, came off like some Italian kid from Brooklyn, especially with his long hair, and I didn’t for a second believe these were boys raised in Cajun country particularly since they made no attempt to convey an accent authentic to the region, which makes it feel like they’re miscast.

The supporting cast is interesting, but underused. Alexis Smith has an icy appeal, but it never comes to full fruition. Would’ve liked more of a confrontation between her and Matthau. Murray Hamilton is always good playing a conniving, amoral character, but his presence is intermittent and doesn’t ultimately do much to propel the story. Robert Webber fares best. He’s known mainly for playing sniveling types, but here falls into the rugged western persona surprisingly well. The only beef with him, and it’s not his fault, is that he gets beaten up by Matthau in what looks to be a pretty decent pummeling, but then later it shows him fully recovered. To make it realistic he should’ve been seen with bandages, crutches, or cuts.

My Rating: 7 out of 10

Released: March 17, 1981

Runtime: 1 Hour 57 Minutes

Rated PG

Director: Martin Ritt

Studio: Columbia Pictures

Available: DVD, Amazon Video, YouTube

 

 

The Sunshine Boys (1975)

By Richard Winters

My Rating: 4 out of 10

4-Word Review: Comedians try to reunite.

Wily Clark (Walter Matthau) is an aging comedian from the vaudeville era who’s now in his 80’s and finding it hard to find work. His nephew Ben (Richard Benjamin) acts as his agent but signing Wily to acting gigs proves challenging due to Wily’s disagreeable manner. Al Lewis (George Burns) worked with Wily when the two where in their prime and known as The Sunshine Boys. ABC wants to reunite the two for a TV special, but Wily resists insisting that he can’t work with Al again due to petty grievances. Ben though gets the two together in Wily’s apartment for a rehearsal of their old skits, but fighting immediately breaks out. They then pair up again for the TV special under the condition that neither has to talk to the other outside of the skit, but when Wily falls over with a heart attack things take a serious turn. Will Al be able to reconcile with Wily before it’s too late?

This is another hit Neil Simon play that hasn’t aged well. At the time it was best known for having George Burns, who hadn’t been in a movie in 36 years, and his subsequent Academy Award win for Best Supporting Actor, which he received at age 80 that was a record for oldest recipient until broken 14 years later by Jessica Tandy. My main gripe though is more with characters. Matthau is alright, though he was only 55 when he did the part, but still looked adequately old, but the person he plays is unlikable. Supposedly he wants acting gigs but makes little effort to get to the auditions on time, or memorize his lines while expecting his stressed-out nephew, whom he belittles and berates constantly, to do all the legwork. It’s really hard to feel sorry for someone who doesn’t put in the effort and he’s rude and boorish at every turn. The movie tries to play this off as just being a part of old age, but it really isn’t. The guy has a huge attitude problem for any stage in life, and it becomes a big turn off. The viewer could’ve sided with him more, or at least little, had he been trying his best and just coming up short and would’ve created a far more interesting dramatic arc had his only option back into the business would be pairing with Al and the internal efforts he’d have to go through to get along with him to make it work versus having his nephew desperately do all the attempted repairing, which isn’t as interesting.

The reasons for their feud are inane and hinges on minor issues like Al apparently ‘spitting on’ Wily whenever he says a word that starts with ‘T’ or poking him in the chest during a moment in their skit, but you’d think if they had been doing this routine for 43 years that Wily would’ve brought up these grievances already. Al seemed quite reasonable, so why does Wily feel the need to stew about it and not just call it to his attention? The story would’ve been stronger had there been a true gripe to get mad at, like Al stealing away Wily’s wife or girlfriend, or signing some big movie deal without Wily’s knowledge that made Al a star while Wily got left behind. All of these things would make anyone upset and create a better dramedy on how the two would be able to reconcile, but these other ‘issues’ that Wily has are just too insipid even for a silly comedy.

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The film also lacks an adequate payoff. There’s this big build up for this TV special, but then it never gets past the rehearsal phase. It climaxes with Wily lying in bed in his cluttered apartment treating his nurse, played by Rosetta LeNoire, just as shabbily as he does everyone else and having learned nothing. I was surprised to by all of these get-well cards and telegrams supposedly by his fans and other celebrities. Would’ve been more profound if Wily received no well wishes and thus gotten him to realize that he was truly forgotten and this would then force him to reassess his selfish nature and commit to treating people better, which unfortunately doesn’t occur, and the character learns nothing.

Since it’s revealed that Wily and Al will be spending the rest of their lives in the same actor’s retirement community it would’ve been nice to show them doing their skits in front of an audience of other seniors, but the film misses the mark here to. There’s no real finality or journey, just constant rhetorical bickering and a running joke dealing with Wily unable to unlock his apartment door from the inside “don’t push it, slide it”, which gets old fast.

My Rating: 4 out of 10

Released: November 6, 1975

Runtime: 1 Hour 51 Minutes

Rated PG

Director: Herbert Ross

Studio: MGM

Available: DVD-R (Warner Archive), Blu-ray, Amazon Video, YouTube

Plaza Suite (1971)

By Richard Winters

My Rating: 4 out of 10

4-Word Review: One room, different characters.

The entire movie takes place in one setting, New York’s historic Plaza Hotel, where three different couples rent out the same room at different times and the story examines what happens while they’re in it. The first segment involves Sam and Karen (Walter Matthau, Maureen Stapleton). Karen has checked into the room because that was where they spent their honeymoon 23 years earlier, but since then their marriage has soured and she hopes to rekindle the old flame but finds her husband’s resistance to it to be both challenging and troubling. The second story involves a famous Hollywood producer (also played by Matthau) checking into the room so he can have a quick fling with Muriel (Barbara Harris) a girl he dated before he was famous and who is now married with kids. The third and final act revolves around Roy and Norma (Walter Matthau, Lee Grant) and their efforts to get their daughter Mimsy (Jenny Sullivan) to come out of the bathroom, of which she has locked herself inside, and attend her wedding.

The film is based on the play of the same name that was written by Neil Simon who also wrote the screenplay. The play, which opened in 1968 at the Schubert theater before moving onto Broadway, had the same storylines, but was cast differently. In that one George C. Scott and Maureen Stapleton played the characters in all three segments, but director Arthur Hiller didn’t like that approach. Initially he wanted different actors for each story including having Peter Sellers and Barbra Streisand cast in the second, which would’ve been terrific, but when that fell through, he decided to have Matthau play in all three and then simply change around the female leads, but this approach doesn’t work as well. The film suffers badly from having everything done in the same room, which quickly becomes visually static, and the talky script is only occasionally amusing.

The first story features a strong performance by Stapleton, but having the husband eventually admit to having an affair with his secretary, has been done hundreds of times before. The segment lacks anything fresh and the viewer can almost immediately guess where it’s going right from the start making it both predictable and boring. Had it unfolded differently where the husband at least pretended there was a spark left in their marriage and only revealed his true nature through subtle layers then it might’ve had potential but having him be aloof and cranky at the start offers no surprises and makes things much too obvious.

The second segment shows its cards too soon as well. It’s clear that the producer will come onto any attractive woman he sees, so watching him attempt to exploit an old girlfriend and then become shocked when he finds her more intrigued with the celebrities that he knows instead of himself doesn’t offer much of a payoff. Instead, he should’ve been portrayed as being burnt out with Tinsel Town and all of the plastic people he’s bedded and genuinely wanting to rekindle things with his past love whom he remembered as being down-to-earth and then having him shocked to learn that she had become just as superficial as the rest would’ve been funny.

The third act is by far the funniest particularly Matthau hamming up over his frustration at how much the wedding, and subsequent reception, is costing him. This is also the only segment to have some of the action take place outside of the room when in an attempt to get into the locked bathroom he goes out on the 7th story ledge, which is a bit nerve-wracking. However, there’s still some issues including the fact that Mimsy, the daughter, never says anything while locked inside the bathroom, which is unrealistic and off-putting. I didn’t like the point-of-view shots showing her sitting on the toilet through the door’s keyhole as this was unintentionally creepy as it insinuates that anybody could secretly peep at anyone else going to the bathroom and therefore putting a keyhole on a bathroom door would’ve been patently absurd. The parents are also not very likable, or caring as they seem to feel that their daughter is somehow ‘obligated’ to get married and it’s ‘too late to backout’ when it really isn’t. Forcing someone to get hitched and acting like it’s some sort of ‘life duty’ is very old fashioned making the segment quite dated even for its time period.

Some of the exterior shots were cool including the opening bit where Stapleton is shown walking down a busy New York street towards the hotel where the pedestrians are not extras, but instead regular people unaware that they were a part of a movie. The bird’s eye shot showing cars going along the Brooklyn Bridge and its ability to focus in on the one being driven by Harris is impressive and quite possibly, at least on a visual scale, one of the best moments in the film. Even these segments though have some logic loopholes as it shows the character from the segment that has just ended walking outside the hotel while the new character walks in making it seem like the new guest goes into the room the second the former one leaves it, which wouldn’t make sense as a maid would’ve had to go in there in-between to clean it.

My Rating: 4 out of 10

Released: May 12, 1971

Runtime: 1 Hour 54 Minutes

Rated PG

Director: Arthur Hiller

Studio: Paramount Pictures

Available: DVD, Amazon Video, PlutoTV, YouTube

Whiffs (1975)

By Richard Winters

My Rating: 3 out of 10

4-Word Review: Robbing with laughing gas.

Dudley (Elliot Gould) sacrifices his body to be a guinea pig for the army’s tests. All their latest warfare weapons get used on him first to see how effective they are. He feels he’s doing it to help his country and therefore doesn’t mind the toll that it takes, but as his health declines his superior officer Col. Lockyer (Eddie Albert) realizes that they’re going to have to find someone else to replace him. Dudley is offered a small monthly disability payment, which he feels won’t be enough to survive on. He tries to get other jobs to supplement his measly income but is unable to hold any of them down. He then meets a former fellow test subject Chops (Harry Guardino) at a bar and the two concoct a plan to rob banks using the nerve gas that Dudley has snuck out of the military facility. The scheme is, with the help of a crop-duster named Dusty (Godfrey Cambridge), to spray the gas onto the town’s population, which will disable the folks for certain amount of time and give the two a chance to take the money without any impediment. Trouble ensues when Lockyer catches on to what they’re doing and becomes determined to stop them by bringing in the military.

Screenwriter Malcolm Marmorstein, who wrote also wrote the script for S*P*Y*S, which came out a year before, learned from his mistakes from that one making this a slight improvement. The protagonist has a better arc and the plot is more concretely structured. The humor’s focus is improved as it takes some major potshots at the armed forces and it also manages to have a normal character, as in Dudley’s nurse girlfriend Scottie (Jennifer O’Neill) who is sensible and relatable to the viewer. It features a great performance by Guardino, who’s effective particularly as he riles in pain during one of the tests, but still manages somehow to continue his conversation with Gould. This is also not quite as silly as the other one as it ventures into some dark areas though at times it gets a bit difficult to keep laughing when you witness what terrible, painful things the army gets the two test subjects to agree to.

The main weakness comes in the form of the main character who’s likable enough, but not particularly relatable. I’ll give Gould credit for going against type and taking on a role that was way different from any of the ones he did before. Usually, he played caustic intellectuals who would routinely question and challenge authority, but here he’s a passive simp that does whatever he’s asked without argument, but this then becomes part of the problem. No sane person would agree to allow their bodies to go through such a battering even if it was for the ‘good of the country’ and thus it becomes confusing why Gould would put up with it for so long and the viewer is unable to connect emotionally with his quandary as much as they should.

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The ending doesn’t pack much of a punch and becomes boring just as the tension should’ve been heightening. The idea that Gould decides to drug the whole town just to rob a bank didn’t make much sense as they could’ve easily just used it on the bank employees, which would’ve taken up much less time and effort and not attracted all the needless attention. It also comes off as disingenuous that Gould, who spends the majority of the film being a dope who can’t seem to think for himself, would then suddenly become so cunning as he quickly, on the spur of the moment, comes up with crafty ways to outfox those that are chasing them, but if he was so smart then why did he stupidly subject himself to being the army’s guinea pig for so long? He wasn’t even the one who came up with using the gas to rob the banks in the first place as that idea came from Guardino, so if the story were going to be consistent then Guardino should’ve been the one who continues to do the thinking while Gould would simply take the orders like he had through the first two acts.

Having Gould then jump off Dusty’s crop duster plane just as it’s taking the three men to the safety of Mexico, so he can instead have sex with O’Neil, as his impotency miraculously gets cured, isn’t a satisfying payoff. During the early part of the decade watching two people copulate onscreen in unusual places might’ve been deemed edgy and irreverent, but by this point it had been done too many times, making the moment here, no pun intended, anti-climactic. It would’ve worked better had the sex stuff been written out and O’Neill just been a part of the robbery versus having her disappear for long periods as she does here.

My Rating: 3 out of 10

Released: October 15, 1975

Runtime: 1 Hour 32 Minutes

Rated PG

Director: Ted Post

Studio: 20th Century Fox

Available: DVD-R

S*P*Y*S (1974)

By Richard Winters

My Rating: 4 out of 10

4-Word Review: Targeted to be killed.

Bruland (Donald Sutherland) and Griff (Elliot Gould) are two CIA agents stationed in France who prove to be inept at every turn. When they accidentally kill a Russian gymnast defector (Michael Petrovitch) the head of the CIA Paris unit, Martinson (Joss Ackland), makes a deal with the soviets to have the two killed. This would then avoid a dangerous retaliation that could lead to a nuclear war. However, neither Bruland or Griff are made aware of this until they start getting attacked by people from all ends including the KGB, the CIA, the Chinese communists, and even a French terrorist group. In their pursuit to survive the two, who initially disliked the other, form an uneasy alliance.

The film’s original title was ‘Wet Stuff’, but the producers wanted a tie-in with M*A*S*H that had been hugely successful and also starred Gould and Sutherland, so they changed it to make it seem similar to that one, but the attempt failed and the movie became a huge bomb with the both audiences and critics alike. Viewers came in expecting the same irreverent humor, which this doesn’t have, so audiences left disappointed and the word of mouth quickly spread causing it to play in the theaters for only a short while. The irony though is that in countries that hadn’t seen M*A*S*H, like the Netherlands and Germany, it fared better because the expectations going in weren’t as high.

On a comic level it’s not bad and even has its share of amusing bits. The way the defector gets killed, shot by a gun disguised as a camera, was clever and there’s also a unique car chase in which Gould takes over the steering wheel from the backseat while someone else puts their foot to the pedal. The initial rendezvous between Sutherland and his on-and-off girlfriend (Zouzou) has its moments too as he finds her in bed with another guy while a second one is in the bathroom forcing him to have to pee in the kitchen sink. Gould then, who thought she was ‘raping him with her eyes’ when they first met, takes over and gets into a threesome while the dejected Sutherland has to sleep on the couch.

On the negative end the characterizations are poor to the point of being nonexistent. Initially it comes-off like Gould and Sutherland are rivals, which could’ve been an interesting dynamic, but this gets smoothed over too quickly. Having the two bicker and compete would’ve been far more fun. There’s also no sense of urgency. While Sutherland does lose his spy job and forced to pretend to feign illness to get out of paying a restaurant bill it’s then later revealed that he did have the money, but this then ruins any possible tension. Had they been in a true desperate situation the viewer might’ve gotten more caught up in their dilemma, but as it is it’s just too playful. The villains are equally clownish and in fact become the center of the comedy by the final act, which takes place at a wedding, while the two leads sit back and watch making them benign observers in their own vehicle.

The film needed somebody that was normal and the viewer could identify with. Buffoons can be entertaining, but ultimately someone needs to anchor it and this movie has no one. I thought for a while that Zouzou would be that person, and she could’ve been good, but she and her terrorist pals end up trying to assassinate the two like everybody else, which adds too much to the already cluttered chaos. The satire also needed to be centered on something. For instance, with Airplane the humor was structured around famous disaster flicks from the 70’s and all the jokes had a knowing tie-in. Here though it’s all over the place. Yes, it pokes fun of spies, but that’s too easy, and having it connected to let’s say James Bond movies would’ve given it a clearer angle and slicker storyline.

Since it did have a modicum of success in certain countries it convinced screenwriter Malcolm Marmorstein to continue to pursue the formula as he was sure it was simply the botched marketing that had ruined this one, so he wrote another parody script, this time poking fun at the army, just a year later, which also starred Gould, and was called Whiffs, which will be reviewed next.

My Rating: 4 out of 10

Released: June 28, 1974

Runtime: 1 Hour 40 Minutes

Rated PG

Director: Irvin Kershner

Studio: 20th Century Fox

Available: DVD-R