Showing posts with label '60s Movies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label '60s Movies. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

J.M. Dobies, Austin Classic Movies Examiner on Facebook, Twitter

The movie column is back.

J.M. Dobies, Austin Classic Movies Examiner now has a page on Facebook for fans and friends of the column to post about their favorite movies and upcoming classic film happenings in Austin.

In addition to linking the latest review and features from the Austin Classic Movies Examiner, the Facebook page will also feature evergreens from the first three years of the columnm including the "Greatest Hits" series (Natalie Wood's Greatest Hits, Marlon Brando's Greatest Hits, Martin Scorcese's Greatest Hits, etc.).

The regular screenings of rare 35mm prints at the Alamo Drafthouse and the Paramount Theatre's classic film series will continue to drive the column's Austin-centric approach.

'Like' It: J.M. Dobies, Austin Classic Movies Examiner Facebook Page

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Saturday, November 13, 2010

The Return of the Austin Classic Movies Examiner

After a month-long hiatus, I am back to writing my daily Classic Movies column. Partly due to my frustration with the Examiner's new "pub tool," and partly due to having to work extra schlep jobs and temp gigs to keep my family fed and sheltered, I sort of took October off. Luckily, most of the stuff I've written for the column is "evergreen," so I still managed to get page views.

Anyway, here are the best of the columns I wrote in September and November:

This Week's Classic Movie Screenings in Austin (Nov. 12-18)

Don't Look Back, Ollie: I'll Never Forget What's 'Isname (1967)

The Killers (1946) vs. The Killers (1964)

Weird Wednesday: The Twilight People (1973)


New on Blu-Ray: Tommy (1975)

Art Smut: Sexus (1964)

Air Farce: Those Magnificent Men in Their Flying Machines (1965)

A Head of His Time: Zachariah (1971)

Thursday, August 26, 2010

Still Yet More from JM Dobies, Austin Classic Movies Examiner

The recent site redesign at Examiner.com has been playing havoc with links to both old and new articles (and my page views, dammit). Things seem to have settled down, so you should be able to click on the links below to read these recent pieces Austin Classic Movies column:

Weird Wednesday: Village of the Giants (1965)

Master Pancake Theater Takes on 'The Breakfast Club' at the Alamo

Joe Bob Briggs Pays a Call on the Alamo Drafthouse

Weird Wednesday: Freebie and the Bean (1974)

Director William Grefé on 'Mako: The Jaws of Death' (1976)

Jack Nicholson Is a Far-Out Stud in 'The Wild Ride' (1960)


The Pistols' Last Stand: The Great Rock & Roll Swindle (1980)

The King in Vegas: Elvis - That's the Way It Is (1970)


Elvis Presley's Greatest Movies

Audrey in Paris: Funny Face (1957)

Exile on Madison Avenue: How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying (1967)

Bob Fosse's 'Lenny' (1974) and 'All That Jazz' (1979) at the Paramount

The Greatest Horror Movies of the 30s, 40s, and '50s

Weird Wednesday presents 'Hollywood High' (1976)

'American Grindhouse' at the Alamo


Double Noir: Where Danger Lives (1950)/Tension (1949)

Beach Bomb: The Fat Spy (1966)

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Thursday, January 21, 2010

Angry Young Bastard: Saturday Night and Sunday Morning

After banging out a few items for my Celebrity Headlines column, I published a piece about something good, which is Karel Reisz's film of Alan Sillitoe's Angry Young Man drama Saturday Night and Sunday Morning, starring a young, charismatic Albert Finney. Here 'tis:

Angry Young Bastard: Saturday Night and Sunday Morning

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Recent articles by JM Dobies:

Tuesday Weld's Greatest Hits

The Action Pack presents the Pulp Fiction Quote-Along at Alamo Drafthouse

Teenage Pygmalion: Lord Love a Duck

Racing for Nowhere: Monte Hellman's Two Lane Blacktop

A Streetcar Named Desire



Monday, January 18, 2010

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

The Young Lovers (1964)

Sometimes a movie doesn't work so much as a film, but rather as a time capsule that captures the mores and mindset set of an era.

1964's The Young Lovers, starring Peter Fonda, Sharon Hugueny, Nick Adams, and Deborah Walley, was one of many films of the period with "Young" in the title: The Young Doctors (1961), The Young Savages (1961), The Young Racers (1963), The Young Swingers (1963), and Young Dillinger (1965, also with Adams). It was as if the studio moguls said, "We need to get more young people into the theaters. Put 'Young' in the title. That'll get 'em!"

The story concerns the romance between two college students, working class art major Eddie (Fonda) and rich-girl-from-a-broken-home Pam (Hugueny), who meet cute, fall in love, and proceed to engage in premarital sexual intercourse. Naturally, this results in Pam's getting pregnant, and at that point, the film veers towards melodrama until its unsatisfying, aggravatingly open-ended conclusion.

Fonda's entrance on an old Triumph motorcylce foreshadows his later, iconic roles in The Wild Angels (1966) and Easy Rider (1969), but his performance here is tentative at best. Although he and Hugueny make a good-looking couple, some of the dialogue between them, such as their mock-Japanese play-acting, is truly cringe-worthy. His character is also something of a dick, and makes Pam's otherwise unmotivated actions in the third act slightly more believable.

In his autobiography, Don't Tell Dad, Fonda remembers the film as having “a small budget and not a lot of rehearsal.”

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Monday, October 19, 2009

Au Revoir, Yogi

My wife laid it out in plain and simple terms last night: no more Boomerang for the kids.


In case you're not a big fan of '60s Saturday morning cartoons, or your cable provider doesn't provide it, Boomerang is Cartoon Network's repository for retro cartoons of all stripes, from old MGM shorts to "The Power Puff Girls" to its vast storehouse of Hanna-Barbera product.

Watching old episodes of "The Yogi Bear Show," I bonded with my daughter Lola. 3, and son Liam, 4, over the classic adventures of the gluttonous anti-hero Yogi and his little buddy-type pal Boo-Boo. Evie, however, has always found Hanna-Barbera cartoons agitating in the extreme. Not to mention objectionable on several other levels (the fine print on the Saturday Morning Cartoons of the '60s DVD set reads, "Not intended for children," due no doubt to all the smoking, sexual innuendo, and excessive violence, not to mention the creepy vibe of evil in shows like "The Herculoids").

My son would chant "Yogi Bear! Yogi Bear! Yogi Bear!" whenever a Yogi cartoon ended and some lesser 'toon like "Mush-Mouse and Punkin'-Puss" or "Richocet Rabbit and Droopalong" would begin. I would then have to fast-forward through the unfunny, ultra-violent detritus of the mid-'60s H-B assembly line to get to the next Yogi Bear cartoon.

That's alll over now, thanks to the moratorium on Boomerang and all things Hanna-Barbera (well, all things except my prized Unrelated Segments, Guilloteens, and 13th Floor Elevators 45s on H-B's '60s record label, that is). Though I have a sentimental attachment to the likes of Huckleberry Hound and the Banana Splits, I know that Evie's right. I don't want to warp my kids' minds like mine got warped all those years ago.

Sorry, Yogi.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

I, Horror Host

Here are a couple of excerpts from my run as host of Surreal Cinema on good 'ol Channel 22 in NE Florida, under my nom de screen, Michael West. I'd love to do a variation on this show here in Austin. Anyway, here's a taste of my former gig as a TV horror host:



Monday, July 27, 2009

My Promo Video for The Oliver Reed Film Festival



Here's a little promotional video I made for The Oliver Reed Film Festival blog, with musical accompaniment by British punk band Menace. It's also on You Tube, but this is the director's cut.

Cheers!

Friday, July 10, 2009

The Best of BLOG!: The Glory Stompers

Originally posted 2 November 2007

Act One: Contains Spoilers

If it's one thing I can't stand, it's a movie review that gives away the entire plot. That said, the beauty of 1968's The Glory Stompers is not in the tale, but in the telling. Notably, in the dialogue, and in the wild, over-the-top performance of Dennis Hopper.

Hopper's portrayal of Chino, leader of outlaw biker gang the Black Souls, is a performance that informed every performance that followed, from Billy in Easy Rider to the Harlequin in Apocalypse Now to Frank Booth in Blue Velvet. It's a blueprint for a style of acting best characterized as "Hopperese"

Our story begins with a star-crossed couple whose relationship engenders the drama that is about to unfold. Darryl (Jody McCrea) is a member in good standing of The Glory Stompers motorcycle club and Chris (Chris Noel of Wild, Wild Winter) is his long-suffering girlfriend.

Darryl and Chris are having issues. "I want to be more than just a Stompers girl," Chris laments. As far as she's concerned, the Stompers are just a bunch of "over-age juvenile delinquents."

Darryl tries to explain, "Chris, you don't understand, they're my friends. They're like family."

"Some family."


Darryl tries to hip her on the upside of the biker lifestyle: "Don't you see? They're free. No hassles, no nine to fives..."

But she remains unmoved.

Enter the Black Souls. Hopper and company glide in on their two-wheel ponies to disrupt the proceedings. Following a cryptic hand signal from their fearless leader, the Black Souls crash the Stompers' party. Hopper, as Chino, wastes no time in menacing the female lead.

"Leave me alone," She pleads.

"Hey, baby, like I just want to, you know, dance with you, baby."

Darryl intevenes. "Leave her alone."

Chino replies, "Hey, man, you just had to tell me she was taken, man. You don't have to get physical with me."

"I don't want you to touch her again."

Chino can't believe this clod, who played "Bonehead" in many a beach party picture, is playing the tough guy. "This cat is obviously suicidal, man."

When Darryl and Chris split the scene for a little private time, the Black Souls follow at a discreet distance. Just when Chris is starting to see things Darryl's way, the Black Souls break up their romantic rendezvous with biker-type mayhem and lashings of the good old ultra-violence. After "Magoo" puts a large dent in Darryl's skull with a tire iron, it looks like the Black Souls' fun and games have taken a detour that leads straight to the gas chamber. "It's murder, baby," surmises Chino. But he's a man with a plan, as we soon discover.

Leaving Darryl for dead, the gang heads south, taking the girl with them. Making camp for the night, Chino explains it all for the benefit of his blonde-haired captive: "Here's the situation, baby. Like we accidentally snuffed out your old man. Now the only way out for me and my people is to either snuff you out, or to sell you, to some high-class Mexican friends of ours. Now, being good people, we decided to sell you."

But before the Black Souls go down to Mexico, they're going to blow off some steam at the love-in.

Act Two: Trouble at the Love-In

As the Black Souls prepare to make the scene at the love-in, Chino has to deal with his jealous girlfriend, and the rest of the Black Souls, who, with the exception of his brother "Clean-Cut," want to gang-rape their captive. Even "Mouth," the joker of the bunch, played semi-convincingly by Casey Kasem, of American Top 40 infamy, wants a piece of the action.

Chino sorts out his minions first by kicking Magoo's ass, then telling the gang, "You see this little doll here? She ain't no mama, man. She ain't no mama. Now, if any of you dudes want to hassle, just turn it on. Just turn it on!"

Since they're are no takers, Chino puts Clean-Cut in charge of guarding Chris, and heads down to the love-in with the rest of the gang.

Meanwhile, Darryl has arisen from his braining at the hands of the Black Souls, in a scene laden with Christian symbolism. He hits the road in search of his chick, enlisting the aid of Smiley, a former Stomper, played by a bloated Jock Mahoney (Tarzan's Three Challenges). Smiley hips him to the probable whereabouts of Chris and the Black Souls, and Darryl roars off to get revenge, and salvage his relationship.

At the love-in, Chino and his pals cut loose with the other swingers, including hippie chicks in body paint, and even a few Glory Stompers, unaware of the plight of their brother Darryl and his biker babe.

Darryl gets to the party a little after dawn the following morning, missing the Black Souls by an hour or so. He assembles a small posse, and rides off to give Chino his comeuppance.

Act Three: Rumble at Spahn Ranch

The final act of our drama follows the tried-and-true formula of many a Western, as the lovingly photographed California highways become a collision course where the good guys meet the bad guys in the final showdown.
Not wanting to completely ruin the movie for you, o loyal readers, I will just provide a few highlights:

Chino's biker mama attempts to make up with her man after she's earned his disapproval by trying to stick a blade into the kidnapee, prompting Chino to ask her, "What are ya, knife-happy?"


She snuggles next to her man as he blows a joint, offering up her lush charms. Chino gives her the brush, telling her, "Hey, baby, I just want to get loaded."


"Chino, get loaded later."


"Get loaded later? What does that mean?" A brilliant retort, not to mention Hopper's personal credo for much of the next two decades.

In the final reel, the body count is three, all of 'em Black Souls, natch, and two of 'em Black Soul on Black Soul crimes.

This is my favorite biker movie of all time, getting the edge over The Wild Angels and even Easy Rider, which was more than just a genre film, anyway. Extra points are scored by The Glory Stompers fuzz-guitar soundtrack, performed by none other than Davie Allan and the Arrows.

The film was released on videocassette in the late '80s, but I nominate it for a deluxe DVD reissue, with commentary by Hopper, who actually directed much of the movie, and maybe Casey Kasem.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

"The Oliver Reed Film Festival" Blog


The Oliver Reed Film Festival at OllieFilms.blogspot.com

As anyone familiar with me or the BLOG! can easily tell, I'm a big fan of the late British film actor Oliver Reed, who is a cult hero in the UK, but relatively obscure in the states. My wife is mystified by my fascination with the "creepy" Reed, is "creeped out" by his films, and thinks I'm "gay" for "some dead actor."

But then, one must consider the fact that she doesn't drink.

In the ten years since his death in a Maltese pub, Reed's legend has grown, making him an icon of the ladmags, due largely to his alcohol-fueled misbehavior on British chat shows in the twilight of his career. Whether he was busking "Wild One" or snogging lesbian feminist Kate Millet and telling her, "I've had more fights in pubs than you've had hot dinners," the self-proclaimed "Mr. England" was always good for a laugh.

So I dig Ollie on two levels: first and foremost, for the films, and secondly as a negative role model. If I'm having a pint or two, I find myself channeling my inner Oliver Reed, but not to the point of getting into head-butting contests or anything like that.

Over the years, I've written a number of pieces about Ollie's movies, so now all of my essays, old and new, are being collected in The Oliver Reed Film Film Festival at OllieFilms.blogspot.com, a new blog that focuses on the filmography, the actor more than the drinker. Well, actually, in Oliver's case, the two are more or less inseparable.

If you dig the essays and want to see the films, please visit The Oliver Reed Store for DVDs of Ollie's Greatest Hits.

For your listening pleasure, check out The Mal Thursday Show #6, a tribute to The Girl-Getters (a/k/a The System), with cool sound clips and the rockin' sounds of various British and American beat groups.