Showing posts with label Jack Weston. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jack Weston. Show all posts

Saturday, December 13, 2014

Ishtar

Ishtar
May 15, 1987
Columbia
Comedy, Action
VHS
C-

This isn't as terrible as you've heard, but that's not saying much.  It starts out fine, with Dustin Hoffman and Warren Beatty as two talentless musicians who dream of the big time.  (Hoffman thinks they can surpass Simon & Garfunkel, a nice little sort of reference to Hoffman's break-through movie, directed by Elaine May's former comedy partner, Mike Nichols.)  The songs, mostly cowritten by Ms. May and Paul Williams, are so bad they're good.  But then writer-director May, in the form of the guys' agent, played by Jack Weston (27 years after Please Don't Eat the Daisies) sends them to the title country, on the border of Morocco.  And I lose almost all interest in the movie.

In a way, May was trying to make an '80s answer to the Road to movies, but she set this in sort of the real world.  (Hoffman thinks Kaddafy is another country.)  And there's none of the fourth-wall-breaking we got with Bob and Bing.  Also, their Dorothy Lamour is a left-wing revolutionary who flashes her breasts when she's pretending to be a boy.  May could've done some astute political satire (this was released in the midst of Iran-Contra after all), but what we get is no sharper, or funnier, than in Warren's sister's John Goldfarb.  Also, if I can't decide whether I wish there was more of Carol Kane or I'm grateful for her sake that her character breaks up with Hoffman's and disappears from the movie, that's not a good thing.  Even the whole reversed expectations of Beatty being a loser with women doesn't really have any kind of pay-off.

My advice: watch the first twenty minutes or so and then maybe the last three.  (If you need to see Isabelle Adjani's breasts, they're fairly early on.)

Fred Melamed had small roles in both Hannah and Her Sisters and Radio Days, and here he plays Caid of Assari.  Bill Moor plays U.S. Consul here and would be Duke Vermont in Tune in Tomorrow....

Friday, September 5, 2014

Can't Stop the Music

Can't Stop the Music
June 20, 1980
EMI
Comedy, Musical, Romance
VHS
B

While this doesn't consistently hit the OMG heights/depths of Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band, it is a fine example of a so-bad-it's-delightful musical of the (in this case very late) disco era.  The two big moments, musically and visually, are the "YMCA" number that adds nudity to the subtext of the "Ain't There Anyone Here for Love" number of Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, and the wow! "Milkshake" number that supposedly is a commercial, but begins with Valerie Perrine playing mom to preteen versions of the Village People and then explodes into several minutes of silvery whiteness: white sets, white costumes, white everything!  It's also the catchiest number, and I'm right there with Valerie when she cries, "One more time!"

She's playing the recently retired supermodel of the '70s, but as she notes two or three times, these are the '80s and times are different now.  That the '80s, for Perrine, the Village People, and all of us, did not at all resemble this shiny, cartoony world is a sad loss, but that makes this movie all the more fun to revisit.  That the movie is teetering on the edge of the closet the whole time-- no mention of the G word or the H word or the Q word, but tons of hints-- adds a certain poignancy, considering how rough the '80s would be for gay men, with AIDS and the accompanying homophobia.  But CStM doesn't know that.  It can put Bruce Jenner in a crop-top and Daisy Dukes and just keep going.

He's a terrible actor.  Not that anyone is giving a great thespian performance here, but he is the bottom of the barrel.  There's a sort of triangle with him (at the age of 31) as an uptight but loosening tax lawyer romancing 36-year-old Perrine, who's platonic roomies with 21-year-old Steve Guttenberg, who clearly has a crush on her.  She's the muse for what's probably the weakest song on the soundtrack, "Samantha."  As Jack Morell, Guttenberg is a thinly disguised version of Jacques Morali.  You see, this is pretending to be a biography of the VP, although it has almost no bearing on reality, from the Guttenberg-roller-skating credits onward.

The movie was a flop, except oddly enough in Australia.  Alan Carr and Bronte Woodard had co-written the screenplay for Grease, but that was based on a successful stage play and didn't have lines like "Housework is like bad sex.  Every time I do it, I swear I never will again, until the next time company comes" and Perrine's recital of song titles as she makes a graceful exit from the office of her ex, played by Paul Sand.  Still, this has long been the more enjoyable movie of the two, and surprisingly amiable considering the mean-spiritedness of Grease.  I could go on and on about it but I know others have on the Internet and elsewhere.  And besides, a picture is worth a thousand words.


Marilyn Sokol plays the best friend of the heroine, as she did in Foul Play, although this time she's man-hungry rather than man-bashing, spending much of the movie hitting on the indulgent VP.  Jack Weston, not looking much older than he did in Please Don't Eat the Daisies twenty years earlier, turns up in a small role as the lecherous owner of the local disco.

The Village People had a couple songs on the Thank God It's Friday soundtrack.  Dancer Wade Collings was Jennifer's partner in that movie.  "Young Disco Dancer" Daniel Selby was Boy in Airport in Goin' Coconuts.  Ventriloquist Jerry Layne was also in Americathon.  Selma Archerd, Mrs. Williams here, was a Telethon Phone Celebrity in that movie, as well as a passenger in The Big Bus.

Dick Patterson plays the boss at the record store, and he was Mr. Rudie in Grease and would be Mr. Spears in Grease 2.  Stick-up Lady Paula Trueman was one of the old ladies in Annie Hall and would also appear in Zelig.  Blackie Lawless (great name!) is "Metal guy with leash at audition" and would be Commercial Headbanger in This Is Spinal Tap.  

One more time!

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Palm Springs Weekend

Palm Springs Weekend
November 5, 1963
Warner Bros.
Comedy, Drama, Romance
VHS
C+

This is never as much campy fun as it could be but if you're patient you may find it worthwhile.  Mostly I watch it for the cast, particularly scene-stealing nine-year-old Billy Mumy as Boom Boom.  The more recognizable "teenagers" in the cast include Jerry Van Dyke, 36, providing most of the comic relief, such as it is, and playing the banjo; Robert Conrad, 28, as the spoiled rich villain; Troy Donahue, 27, as the hero (and singer of the title tune); Connie Stevens, 25, as an 18-year-old pretending to be 21; Stefanie Powers, 21, as Bunny, who despite the name comes across as proto-feminist in one scene where she criticizes the double standard.  (She also is, perhaps coincidentally, in a similar situation to Trudy Kockenlocker's in Miracle of Morgan's Creek, in that she works in a record shop and has a protective policeman father, although she decides not to give in to her own or Troy's "biological urges.")

The script is by Earl Hamner, Jr., later of Waltons fame, and among the un-Walton-like elements are

  • A patio and swimming pool completely covered in laundry-detergent bubbles
  • The policeman's wife trying to put tranquilizers in his orange juice
  • Van Dyke trying to give Boom Boom a "milky Finn"
  • A house-wrecking brawl
  • A Nanette-Fabray-style makeover
  • A gigantic Bugs Bunny doll
  • A young man who hiccups when he thinks about sex
  • A couple drag races 
  • A weekend that lasts a whole week (Spring Break/ Easter vacation)
  • A folk band in a casino

Hamner obviously isn't responsible for the most unintentionally funny aspect of the film, the repeated shots of the cyclorama of the desert by the casino, with the studio lights clearly visible in several shots!  (And it's not even like I have a big TV.  It's really obvious.)  Trying to make sense out of all this nonsense is Norman Taurog, who had been directing since the '20s (and apparently was one of the several directors of The Wizard of Oz), but in the '60s he started getting "teen movie" assignments, including a few for Elvis, so we'll be seeing his work again.

Jack Weston, who was the playwright/cabbie in Please Don't Eat the Daisies, plays the health-food fanatic basketball coach.  Sam Harris has been in several of my movies, dating back to the '30s, the most recent before this being Auntie Mame; next would be Mary Poppins.  Dorothy Abbott was in The Apartment.  Roger Bacon was in Beach Party and would appear in Pajama Party.  Red West would be in Girl Happy, Jim Shane and Louie Elias in John Goldfarb, Please Come Home!, and Jack Shea in I'll Take Sweden.  Lesley-Marie Coburn, listed at IMDB as "Beatnick [sic] Babe," would do Boy, Did I Get a Wrong Number!


"And I think that's the commissary over there."
Oh, and the trailer is a lot more fun than the movie:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tWB_tDhLLwU

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Please Don't Eat the Daisies

Please Don't Eat the Daisies
March 31, 1960
MGM
Comedy, Drama
VHS
C+

Welcome to the 1960s!  OK, it's very early in the '60s, so early that when there's a reference to "an ex-president," it can only be Hoover or Truman.  Still, you can see the cultural shift beginning, particularly with male-female relationships.  There are moments, like when Spring Byington (well cast as Doris Day's mother) gives advice, or when Day uses her "feminine wiles" on husband Niven, that you're not sure where things are going to land.  Is Niven's character right that he's always right?  Is Day really selfish?  Or is it the reverse?  And what's going on with the half-serious seductive actress?  Not to mention the butch doctor who answers a little boy's question of whether she's a man or a woman with "I'm a veterinarian.  That's in between."  Another sign of the times is that I noticed more black extras than in my earlier films (with the exception of It's a Wonderful Life), particularly in the scenes set at Macy's.

The movie is very, very loosely based on Jean Kerr's book, which I reviewed here: http://rereadingeverybookiown.blogspot.com/2012/06/please-dont-eat-daisies.html.   This has little wit in comparison, except for the semi-in-joke about Rock Hudson.  Day sings three songs, including the title song and her trademark "Que Sera Sera," but the only one that really works is her duet (with a heavyset woman) on "Any Way the Wind Blows."  There are four bratty kids, each with a different hair color (although two of them are supposed to be twins), and a big sheepdog, but they don't contribute much to the entertainment.  Patsy Kelly is welcome as always, although she's not playing to her strengths.

Charles Walters also directed Easter Parade.  Marina Koshetz was in Little Women.  Kenner G. Kemp was in Singin' in the Rain and some of my other movies.  Harold Miller was in Auntie Mame.  Hal Taggart might've been in one of my earlier movies, and he would definitely be in Mary Poppins.  Peter Leeds would appear in I'll Take Sweden.  Jack Chefe, who plays the Sardi's headwaiter, would be in Take Her, She's Mine.  Len Lesser, who plays another Sardi's waiter, would be in How to Stuff a Wild Bikini, which would also feature Marianne Gaba as AnimalMilton Frome would do John Goldfarb, Please Come Home!  Frank Delfino would be in Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory and Americathon, but his best known role is probably as a Kaplutian on The Brady Bunch.  Irene Tedrow would be in Foul Play.


We're supposed to feel sorry for them that they bought this house?