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Frankenstein, Freedom Riders,
Free to Be... You and Me,
and a few more films

Frank Film (1973)
Streaming free at Internet Archive

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#277  [archive]
APR. 15, 2024

Filmmaker Frank Mouris explains what you're seeing as images are flashed on the screen, but at the same time he's also reading a countdown to zero, a list of saints, his favorite foods, girls' names, auto parts, and a list of words that start with 'F'. 

You could plausibly complain that this is pretentious, and you might be right, but it's also delightfully weird, and at just nine minutes it's over before it can become annoying.

Verdict: YES.

♦ ♦ ♦ 

Frankenstein (1931)
Streaming free at Internet Archive

"Have you never wanted to look beyond the clouds and the stars, or to know what causes the trees to bud? And what changes the darkness into light? But if you talk like that, people call you crazy. Well, if I could discover just one of these things, what eternity is, for example, I wouldn't care if they did think I was crazy."

A mad scientist tinkers with things best left untinkered — life and death, and the creation of new life from bits and pieces of the dead. 

I must've seen this half a dozen times on Channel 7's Nightmare Theater when I was a kid, 11:30 on Friday nights. They ran it a lot, always with splotchy, scratchy prints interrupted by commercials for shady car dealerships. I've also seen it at a few theaters that showed nothing but old movies. And of course, there are all the sequels and remakes, and the Mel Brooks send-up, and The Munsters… There's so much Frankenstein in our culture, it's easy to forget how good this version is.

It's very good. There's no gore to speak of, but it's gruesome in your mind. Flowers in the water, torches in the night, and "It's alive!" I get goose bumps just typing it the morning after.

The sets are an invitation to nightmares — an old castle with slanted, curving dungeon walls probably doesn't exist but sure looks spooky as it's been assembled here, and the laboratory of sizzling lights and a slowly descending slab. The makeup and costume, making Karloff into the monster, are so shocking and convincing, almost all the follow-ups have tried to make their monsters look like this monster. 

We can all agree that Boris Karloff (billed here as '?') was the finest Frankenstein's monster on film, but don't forget Colin Clive, still the best at playing Frankenstein himself. 

It's not based on the novel by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, so much as it's based on a play by Peggy Webling, which was based on the novel. There are holes in the script, and boring bits, and for reasons unfathomable the novel's Victor Frankenstein and his friend Henry have switched first names. And none of that matters, because what the movie gets right is so completely right you might not notice anything it gets wrong.

Directed by James Whale (Bride of Frankenstein, Show Boat), and filmed in black-and-white as shadowy and concealing yet revealing as any noir. And this is a terrifically restored print, too — no splotches, no scratches, no ads.

"Crazy, am I? We'll see whether I'm crazy or not…"

Verdict: BIG YES. 

♦ ♦ ♦ 

Franz Kafka's It's a Wonderful Life (1993)
Streaming free at YouTube

"As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic…"

This is an audacious and freaky short, in which Franz Kafka sits at his desk trying to write one of the most famous lines in literature, but he can't decide what gigantic thing Gregor Samsa should be turned into.

A gigantic banana, perhaps? And after that, there's a series of interruptions from nosy neighbors and dancing ladies and Christmas carols, as Kafka struggles to finish just that one sentence. 

It's written and directed by Peter Capaldi (Doctor Who), with Richard E Grant (Withnail & I) as Kafka, and it's held back only by the shittiness of copies available online. 

Verdict: YES.

♦ ♦ ♦ 

Freaky Faron (2006)
Streaming free at YouTube

Faron is a teenage girl who's been held in a juvy prison since she was 11. The movie opens at her parole hearing, where we're given a recap of her crimes, and she seems to be both a psychopath and a sci-fi superhero. But still, she's sent home to live with her mom and attend a normal high school.

It's a strong setup for an ass-kicking grrrl-centric action movie, but after that opening, everything becomes very innocent, and it's a Nancy Drew-type story: Faron helps a couple of younger girls get their video game back, after it was confiscated in class.

It's OK in a kid-movie way, but it feels like a doublecross — the first scene promised a very different movie from what's delivered.

Verdict: MAYBE.

♦ ♦ ♦ 

Free Radicals (1958)
Streaming free at YouTube

This is less than ten minutes of black-and-white abstract animation dancing around to some catchy drumming. What's it mean? No clues are provided, and researching it would seem like prying.

Does it have to 'mean something'? It's cool.

Verdict: YES.

♦ ♦ ♦ 

Free State of Jones (2016)
Streaming free at Tubi

A nephew or cousin of Confederate soldier Newton Knight (Matthew McConaughey) dies on the battlefield. Knight's been fine with killing other people's nephews and cousins to protect slavery, but the death of his own kinfolk is too much, so he walks away from the war. 

"You know they shoot deserters, don't you?"

"Hell, they shoot everybody around here anyway. Seems to make no difference where the bullet comes from."

Knight is a factual, not fictional character; he led a rebellion against the rebels during the Civil War, and proclaimed Jones County, Mississippi an independent nation, without slavery. "Every man is a man," says Knight in the movie. "If you walk on two legs, you're a man." 

Which sounds rousing and ought to be, but it isn't. The movie feels padded with unnecessary scenes, and offers Knight as a white Moses, single-handedly leading blacks to freedom, voting rights, equality, etc.

But the biggest problem with Free State of Jones is that it's never very interesting. The only character given much attention is Knight, and as played by McConaughey he's a dull dude who mumbles a lot.

An unintentionally hilarious conversation comes early in the film, as several Confederate soldiers talk at a campfire and use the word "negro" numerous times, very politely, very improbably. 

Verdict: NO.

♦ ♦ ♦ 

Free to Be... You and Me (1974)
Streaming free at Internet Archive

This is a TV special made by Marlo Thomas (That Girl), full of of short skits and simple songs aimed at young children, with wise advise that kids need. 

Rosey Grier sings "It's All Right to Cry." Ms Thomas and Harry Belafonte sing a duet about parenthood. There's a delightful fable about a princess who doesn't want to get married. Alan Alda sings a song celebrating boys who play with dolls. Kids talk, and are given reassurance and comfort. 

All this is absolutely corny, but c'mon, it's aimed at 5-year-olds. They'd love it, learn from it, and grow into better people.

Every boy in this land
    grows to be his own man
In this land, every girl
    grows to be her own woman
Take my hand, come with me
    where the children are free
Come with me,
    take my hand, and we'll run
To a land where the river runs free
To a land through the green country
To a land to a shining sea
To a land where the horses run free
To a land where the children are free
And you and me are free
    to be you and me

Verdict: YES, and BIG YES for kids.

♦ ♦ ♦  

Freedom Riders (2011)
Streaming free at Internet Archive

This is a tremendous documentary from PBS, about the 1961 'freedom rides' to challenge segregation in the South.

Black and white activists boarded Greyhound and Trailways buses together, and stopped at stations and sat in the same waiting rooms illegally. And it wasn't illegal like jaywalking; the South's redneck bigots took their segregation very, very seriously. 

"It was America. It was interracial, it was inter-regional, it was secular and religious, it brought together people of different political philosophies. There was a sense of unity and purpose that I'm not sure the movement ever had before. It was a shining moment."

Yes it was, but it was ugly and terrifying before it got to the shining part. The riders had been trained in non-violent techniques, and the film even shows some footage from the training sessions, but they weren't trained for what to do when people firebombed the bus.

Some things I learned from this:

I'd always assumed they rode chartered buses, but no, they rode on regularly-scheduled routes. Which means, un-involved passengers were on board, people just trying to get from one place to another, who didn't have any idea what they'd stepped aboard when they stepped aboard.

It also means, instead of 50 passengers standing together, there were perhaps half that, with the rest of the people on the bus bewildered at everything going on.

Very few people thought the rides were a smart strategy. Martin Luther King thought it was foolhardy, and refused when invited to ride along. John and Robert Kennedy were opposed to the rides, and most of the civil rights movement was not on board. The freedom riders were among the most radical of the radicals of their time. 

And perhaps most terrifying, instead of housing the arrested freedom riders in city jail, Mississippi Governor Ross Barnett had them taken to Parchman Farm. That's the maximum-security Mississippi penitentiary infamous then and now for its cruelty and harsh conditions.

Many of the riders are on camera for the documentary, and their stories and memories are often astounding, heartwarming, even funny. There ain't words to do justice to the courage of these men and women who changed America.

Liberty and justice for all — what a concept.

Verdict: BIG YES. 

♦ ♦ ♦ 

Freedom River (1971)
Streaming free at Internet Archive

This is animation and storytelling in the style of Rocky & Bullwinkle but without laughs. It's a 7-minute storybook tale of liberal values — free immigration, don't be a bastard, help the needy, etc. There's nothing radical about it, but it's colorful, and Republicans would hate it.

Narrated by Orson Welles.

Verdict: YES.

♦ ♦ ♦ 

Freeway (1988)
Streaming free at YouTube

A serial killer keeps shooting people on the freeway. A reporter investigates, not because it's news but because her friend or sister (it's unclear) was one of the victims. There's a perv chasing the reporter. The serial killer keeps shooting people on the freeway. 

The perv comes from Central Perv Casting, the reporter is pretty, blonde, and has no life other than reporting and being stalked, and the freeway murders are precisely what pops into your mind when you read 'freeway murders'. Nothing interesting happens, and it's in no hurry to not happen.

Verdict: NO.

♦ ♦ ♦  

Freeway (1996)
Streaming free at The Archive

Reese Witherspoon plays Vanessa, an illiterate teen with a rough home life and a rougher future. Her mom's a hooker, stepdad is a layabout and creep, and when they're both arrested Vanessa is destined for foster care.

She's not interested in that, though, so she runs off in the family's beater station wagon, and when it breaks down she encounters the delightfully vile 'Bob' (Kiefer Sutherland).

The movie takes a while to get up to speed, but eventually it's doing 65 mph. It's a gritty tough chick movie disguised as a fairy tale. Innocent but also guilty, this kid Vanessa refuses to be victimized no matter what, and there's a lot of 'what'.

This was the directorial debut of Matthew Bright, who's gone on to do nothing else interesting. It features a grating score by Danny Elfman, and the best performance Witherspoon has ever delivered.

Verdict: YES.

4/15/2024   

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Freewheelin' (1976)
The French Connection
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Frequency
(2000)
The Freshman
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Friday Foster
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Four Lions, Foxy Brown,
14 Days in a City with No Laws,
and a few more films

Four Lions (2010)
Streaming free at Tubi

"Do you have any Islamic arguments, brother? I only listen to Islamic arguments."

This is a ballsy satire, hyping all the stereotypes of Muslim radicals into a story of four incompetent, bickering Jihadists as they plan a terrorist attack. Shall we blow up the local mosque to radicalize other Muslims, or shall we bomb the London Marathon? Decisions, decisions.

It's ever-so-slightly provocative, sometimes hilarious, sometimes just LOUD. Early on, one of the wanna-be terrorists attends a conference on "Islam Moderation and Progress," but interrupts from the audience to show that dynamite is strapped to his body. Then he delivers a fiercely radical rap performance, but doesn't blow himself up. Not yet. Martyrdom is a dish best delayed.

Omar is the lead terrorist, and the film draws dark laughs from his idyllic home life — so loving and domestic it could be Leave It to Beaver, except that Omar and his wife and son never talk about anything but Omar's plan to blow himself up, which the family enthusiastically supports.

Everything here is insane, obviously, but you're drawn into the comradery and arguments, and laugh at the stupid beliefs of these bumbling terrorists, even as they're planning to kill themselves and others. The movie holds nothing back, stays true to itself, never slows or quiets down, and it's certainly not for everyone. I laughed a lot, but also got a headache. 

Verdict: YES.

♦ ♦ ♦ 

The Four Musicians of Bremen (1922)
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APR. 14, 2024

This is another short, surreal cartoon from pioneering animator Walter Elias Disney. 'Pioneering' is the key word, because audiences in 1922 were still dazzled that the painted and projected pictures moved — bricks and bowling balls fly and houses and animals jump out of the way. Nowadays we ask for a story, too.

There's a cat, a dog, a horse, and a rooster in this, moving all over, but it's not entirely clear what they're up to. 

Verdict: MAYBE.

♦ ♦ ♦ 

Four Seasons (1975)
a/k/a Seasons of the Year
Streaming free at YouTube

It ain't easy being an Armenian shepherd.

This is an almost wordless half-hour study of Armenians herding sheep, into and down a river's rapids, through a tunnel, past a wedding, harvesting hay, and losing their footing on a snowy mountainside. The visuals are vivid, historical, and remarkable.

The movie is a peek at lives lived long ago, and jeez, it wasn't easy being an Armenian shepherd.

Verdict: YES.

♦ ♦ ♦ 

Four Sided Triangle (1952)
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"A paradox is only a truth standing on its head to attract attention."

Two young brothers are best friends with the neighbor's daughter, and it's all fun and games until they grow up. The girl, now a va-va-va-voom blonde bombshell, falls for one of the boys, leaving the other brother quite dejected, but here's the twist:

Both brothers have been working on a nifty new sci-fi device called a 'reproducer', which does exactly that. Put a check in the device, you get two checks. Put in a locket, and you'll have two lockets, identical, right down to the same slightly damaged link in the chain. Put Lady Va-Va-Va-Voom into the reproducer, and there'll be one blonde for each brother.

This is an early entry from Hammer Films, the famous horror studio. Set in a small English town, the film looks lovely, has solid acting and a great laboratory for the brothers.

But even beyond the reproducer, there's a huge impossibility that the script never addresses. Duplicating this woman is supposed to duplicate everything about her, even her memories and emotions, and she's in love with Brother A, so her reproduction should also be in love with him. Yet after the duplication, Lady Voom B goes off with Brother B. She is allowed, and seems to want, no agency over her own life, or lives. She's the locket, only alive.

Verdict: MAYBE.

♦ ♦ ♦  

14 Days in a City with No Laws (2023)
a/k/a Slab City
Streaming free at YouTube

Slab City is a California enclave for people with nowhere else to go, or nowhere else they want to be. It was built by hand, and it's still being built one shack at a time, near an abandoned military base in a remote corner of the southern California deserts. It's called Slab City because when the Marines' Camp Dunlap closed in 1945, what was left wasn't much more than concrete slabs and pillars.

Police, bureaucracy, and civilization are far away, and that's the attraction, but there's no electricity, no plumbing. There's a barely-built library, a hot spring, a couple of restaurants, a busy AirBNB, a soup kitchen, an internet cafe, and numerous artists and stoners and decent people who've been beaten down by 'society', but found a home at the Slabs.

About 4,000 people live there during the winter months, but come summer, only the bravest, toughest, and dumbest remain — a few hundred people at most, because 120° isn't unusual on a summer day.

Lack of law enforcement has, of course, brought criminals and unsavory sorts to Slab City. If you leave something nice lying around in the open, it won't be there when you return. If you're a child molester or a bad neighbor, your shack might burn down. But folks in the movie say that if you stay out of strangers' business, they'll generally stay out of yours. 

More than two hours long, this film is an episode of the YouTube podcast Ranger Rick TV, which I've never seen. There's thankfully almost no opening theme song, and if there were ads none slipped through my adblockers. 

Ranger Rick seems like a nice guy, and he talks with plenty of Slabbers, asking intelligent questions, listening to the answers, and treating the residents with respect. He lets everyone talk long enough to feel like you're getting to know them.

Slab City has always intrigued me, and I think I'd feel at home there, but I'll never be able to even visit. This is the next best thing.

Verdict: YES.

♦ ♦ ♦ 

Fourteen Hours (1951)
Streaming free at Internet Archive

There's a guy on the ledge of a high-rise hotel, being all suicidal. That's the movie.

Is he going to jump? A crowd of gawkers gathers, watching (just like I watched) to see if the guy goes splat. 

(Spoiler: The guy does not go splat. A splat movie wouldn't have been allowed in the 1950s, but maybe if Abel Ferrara does a remake of this...).

Way too many cops swarm the hotel, doing whatever can be done to prevent the guy from jumping. Their strategies seem stupid to me — I'm not suicidal, but if I was on the ledge and cops kept talking to me about personal things they'd uncovered from my past, and brought my mother in, and my ex-girlfriend, screw it, I would do an Olympic dive to the sidewalk.

There's one cop who gains the ledge-loiterer's confidence by being honest with him, or at least seeming honest. Of course, anyone who knows anything knows never to trust a cop, but it made me ponder — is it ethical for the trusted cop to lie to the guy? 

The film has a few enjoyably cynical moments, mostly wisecracks from the gawkers. One of them looks up, trying to see what everyone else is looking at, and says, "So what is it, advertising?"

Co-written by John Paxton (On the Beach); directed by Henry Hathaway (Call Northside 777, True Grit '69). Small roles for a few up-and-coming faces — Howard da Silva, Jeffrey Hunter, Jeff Corey, and Grace Kelly, and a bigger role for the always-excellent Agnes Moorehead.

I have a mild fear of heights (acrophobia), and this movie messed with that, even though the ledge scenes were obviously shot on a set.

Verdict: YES.

♦ ♦ ♦ 

The Fox (1967)
Streaming free at Internet Archive

Jill and Ellen run a struggling chicken farm together, in the snowy wilds of Canada. It's a tiny place, so they share a bedroom and a bed, but they're just friends, or at least that's what Jill thinks. With a few furtive looks, though, I'm quickly convinced that Ellen wishes their relationship was more.

And then a mysterious man comes to the farm, and comes between the women.

This is an intense drama, quiet but riveting all the way, until an extremely disappointing and contrived but not unexpected end, which I'm still angry about.

Sandy Dennis, Anne Heywood, and Kier Dullea star. Based on a novel by D H Lawrence (Lady Chatterley's Lover), and directed by Mark Rydell (Cinderella Liberty).

Verdict: MAYBE. 

♦ ♦ ♦ 

Fox Pop (1942)
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This is a Merrie Melodies cartoon, directed by Chuck Jones. It's about a fox who hears on the radio that everyone wants a fox, but misunderstands — he thinks people want foxes as pets, not pelts, so he tries to trigger a trap and get captured. 

It's not particularly funny, and Mel Blanc's voice as the fox sounds exactly like Bugs Bunny.

Verdict: NO.

♦ ♦ ♦ 

Foxy Brown (1974)
Streaming free at Internet Archive

"Bartender, get this dusty young lady whatever it is she needs to quench her magnificent thirst."

When her boyfriend, a narcotics cop, is killed, Ms Foxy Brown (Pam Grier) goes into vengeance mode. 

Jack Hill (The Big Bird Cage, The Big Doll House, etc) directs, so the violence is shown, not implied. The bad guy is doused with gasoline and lit aflame, another bad guy gets his dick sliced off, and when someone comes face-to-face with an airplane propeller, we see it all. No worries, the desserts are just.

What's distasteful is that Foxy herself is tortured and raped, an unwelcome interruption of what's otherwise a pretty good blaxploitation adventure.

Antonio Fargas co-stars as Foxy's brother, with Sid Haig as (you'd never guess) a heavy, but deeper in the cast some of the acting sounds like early rehearsals. Of course, you're not watching this for delicate thespianship. What matters is: the action is fine, and Grier kicks ass.

Verdict: YES.

4/14/2024   

• • • Coming attractions • • •     

Frankenstein (1931)
Freaky Faron
(2006)
Free State of Jones
(2016)
Freedom Riders
(2011)
Freeway
(1988)
Freeway (1996)

... plus schlock, shorts, and surprises

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No worries, I tell myself.

Procrastination is my only achievement in life, where "one of these days" I'll send a short story to The New Yorker, and "one of these days" I'll take out the trash, which is currently stacked astoundingly high. For weeks, I've been putting off writing this page. 

Except for a few brief jobs I've quit one after the other, I've been out of work for more than two years. In that time I've moved to Seattle, watched hundreds of movies from my recliner, and eaten way too much ice cream. Haven't done much job-hunting, though. Looking for work is what a responsible adult would've done, which is why I mostly haven't.

At my age a man shouldn't have to work, but I'd work and wouldn't complain much, if I could find a job that's not reprehensible. What I won't do is work that troubles my conscience, work for fragrantly incompetent bosses, or work for a boss who can't tell one old white guy from another. A guy's gotta have some standards.

Or, maybe standards are the problem. Without standards, I'd have a job. Or three.

A few times each week, I check job listings. Three applications are currently pending, and one of them is a job I might not hate. I'm still signed up as a temp, but the agency has stopped calling. There are occasional inquiries from my Craigslist work-wanted ad, but every single nibble has been an attempted scam.

I apply for jobs I'm qualified for, but hear nothing back. I go to an interview, pretty much ace it, but nobody calls. This is new to me — never had trouble finding a job when I need one, until now, and I haven't become dumber or uglier; what's changed is that I've gotten old. My suspicion is, employers look at my application, see that I'm in my late 60s, and that's that.

What would a responsible adult do? Work harder at finding work, I suppose. File more applications. Knock on doors. Make follow-up calls. Be younger.

What am I doing? Watching movies from my recliner. 

Meanwhile, if I'm very, very frugal there's money in the bank to pay the rent for May. After that I'll be broke, and I'm procrastinating the part where I worry about it.

4/14/2024   

More than peanut butter

George Washington Carver is best known as the inventor of peanut butter. And I love peanut butter. There are always two jars on my shelf, ensuring I never run out, but it seems a fairly obvious invention — grind up peanuts, and spread it on bread, or add jelly.

And here's a secret — a thin layer of peanut butter melted on the meat greatly enhances and improves hamburgers and hot dogs. Seriously!

G W Carrver gave us much more than peanut butter, though. He was a botanist, chemist, and inventor whose work revived the late 19th and early 20th century agricultural economy of the American South.

Born in Missouri, the son of slaves, he never knew his parents. His father, who worked on a neighboring plantation, died before Carver was born, and his mother, two of his siblings, and the infant Carver were kidnapped during the Civil War by bushwhackers (Confederate guerrilla warriors). The plantation owner sent two horses as a ransom, but only the relatively worthless infant was sent back to his owner's plantation — the kidnappers kept Carver's mother, brother, and sister, and he never saw them again.

Missouri was a border state between North and South, where slaves were likely to escape northward or be liberated by Union troops, so after the kidnapping Carver's owners sent their remaining slaves, including young George, to be held further South in Alabama.

When America defeated the treasonous South, George's former owners, Moses and Susan Carver, sent for the boy's return, and raised him. He later wrote that he thought of them as Uncle Mose and Aunt Sue. They taught him to read, told him he was "as free as a bird," and their last name became his own. It goes without saying, this was highly unusual.

Carver's childhood chores were mostly cleaning, cooking, assisting "Aunt Sue" in her garden, and gathering plants from the nearby woods. There his interest in plants was first sparked, and his talent with growing things soon became apparent.

He was unable to attend local schools because of his color, but at about the age of 11 Carver was sent to a nearby town, where he attended a school for 'colored children' run by the Freedmen's Bureau, an agency of the US government.

A year later, bored with reading, writing, and arithmetic he already knew, young George set out alone for Kansas, where he spent his adolescence working and attending schools in four different towns.

In his late teens, his mailed application was accepted to attend what is now Highland Community College in Highland, Kansas, but after making the long journey he was refused admission on account of being black.

He then worked at a laundry for several years, and briefly settled in Ness County, Kansas, where he was the area's first local black homesteader.

In 1889 he applied to Simpson College in Indianola, Iowa, where he was accepted and attended. After a year at Simpson he transferred to Iowa Agricultural College (now Iowa State University), where he earned his Bachelors and Masters degrees, and then became the school's first black faculty member.

By 1896, Booker T Washington at Tuskegee Normal and Industrial Institute (now Tuskegee University) had decided that the all-black school should conduct agricultural research, and Carver, being the world's only black person with a graduate degree in the subject, was hired. 

Southern agriculture was in serious decline at the time, the result of many decades of cotton cultivation that had left much of the soil depleted of nitrogen. Carver's research found that the soil could be revitalized by planting peanuts and soybeans, and advocated crop rotation — growing peanuts one year, cotton the next, etc. This dramatically increased the cotton yield, but left farmers with a surplus of peanuts in alternate years, which sold at a poor price.

To solve this new problem, Carver experimented with peanuts and developed more than 300 new uses for the little legume, from cooking oil to cosmetics, wood stain to printers' ink, peanut cheese, peanut coffee, and yes, peanut butter. Within a few years, the demand for peanuts had grown so much that crop rotation was no longer a financial sacrifice for farmers.

Carver's research rescued the South's economy, but when I was a kid, when he was very, very briefly mentioned in school, "peanut butter" is all we were told. One sentence, maybe a paragraph in the textbook. It's probably another slight at the man for being black.

He also developed a technique for fighting fungus disease in cherry trees, discovered dozens of new uses for pecans, invented methods to make paints and stains from soybeans, and to make sweet potatoes into flour, starch, synthetic rubber, and more than 100 other products. He made rope from cornstalk fibers, artificial marble from sawdust, carpets from weed fibers, and showed that numerous pigments and paints could be made from such materials as orange peels, coffee grounds, and Alabama's clay soil.

And yet, wanting these products to be affordable and accessible, he generally eschewed filing patents, and held only three.

He published a series of pamphlets extolling new techniques and recipes, and organized an educational wagon that traveled the South, offering advice on practical, sustainable agriculture to farmers, black and white. 

So yeah, George Washington Carver invented peanut butter. But that's not a fraction of what the man did.

In Newton County, Missouri, the plantation where he was born has been preserved as the George Washington Carver National Monument. I visited there in the early 2000s, learning most of the above and being absolutely astounded for an entire afternoon.

4/13/2024   

The 400 Blows and
4:44 Last Day on Earth,
and a few more films

Foul Play (1978)
Streaming free at Internet Archive 

A recently-divorced librarian (Goldie Hawn) picks up a hitchhiker, which unwittingly brings her into an assassination plot involving an albino, a man with a scarred face, a high-ranking Catholic official, a performance of Gilbert & Sullivan's The Mikado, and Billy Barty as "the dwarf." Chevy Chase plays the cop who shows up when Goldie calls 9-1-1.

In 1978, I took a dame to see this at the long-gone Town Theater in Seattle. We both liked it, and a rewatch has been on my playlist for years. Last night was the night.

Local critic John Hartl, writing in The Times, had called Foul Play a "paint-by-numbers Hitchcock imitation," and I thought Hartl was being a highbrow movie snob. Back then, though, I hadn't seen much Hitchcock, and watching Foul Play again, it's exactly what Hartl said. The plot and situations are borrowed from Hitch, along with some of the camera angles. The only thing they didn't steal was a Hitchcock cameo.

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APR. 12, 2024

Objectively, there's a lot wrong with this movie. The plot is a mess of MacGuffins that can't be untangled and doesn't try. It can't decide whether it's a thriller or slapstick. Chase is mostly unfunny, and sometimes obnoxious. And it's set in San Francisco, but clearly filmed in Los Angeles.

And yet, Goldie Hawn has never been cuter, and saves the show almost all by herself. Dudley Moore is her co-star more than Chase, and Moore is hilarious. Burgess Meredith kicks ass, playing Hawn's lovable landlord.

Written and directed by Colin Higgins, who wrote the wondrous Harold and Maude, this has some small sliver of that movie's sparkle, mostly in Hawn. I even liked Barry Manilow's song, "Ready To Take a Chance Again." 

I ain't proud to recommend Foul Play, but I do.

Verdict: YES.

♦ ♦ ♦ 

4D Man (1959)
a/k/a Master of Terror
Streaming free at Internet Archive

James Congdon and Robert Lansing play brothers, both mad scientists, working on getting two objects to occupy the same space at the same time. The brothers also want to occupy the same space inside Lee Meriwether, though not at the same time.

Lansing passes his fist through solid steel, walks through walls and doors, etc, so the movie needs excellent greenscreen and double-exposure work, but the effects are the weakest thing here. The greenscreens look obviously unreal, even by the standards of '50s special effects.

It's a good movie, though, with a memorably swinging score by Ralph Carmichael, and lighthearted direction by Irvin S Yeaworth Jr (The Blob), who has the actors occasionally show playful body language. 

Movie buffs might be confused by the first several seconds here. I sure was, and still am: the Columbia Pictures logo shows (you know, lady with a torch) while the Warner Bros fanfare plays. Bizarre.

Patty Duke is in the credits, but I never spotted her, and the movie's good but not good enough to watch a second time looking for an identical cousin.

Verdict: YES.

♦ ♦ ♦ 

4:44 Last Day on Earth (2011)
Streaming free at The CW

Abel Ferrara made two fantastic, gritty, pessimistic films that I loved, Ms 45 and Bad Lieutenant.

In 1993 he did a remake of Invasion of the Body Snatchers, titled simply Body Snatchers, and I was there for the first matinee. I was pumped, man. It should've been a perfect match of cynical moviemaker and dark source material, but instead, Body Snatchers simply sucked.

After that, Abel Ferrara dropped off my watchlist.

Everybody makes occasional mistakes, though, and Ferrara has had a long career since the '90s, making movies I've never heard of. Sometimes "never heard of it" is a good thing, especially if your tastes run outside the ordinary. This is a film I'd never heard of, written and directed by Ferrara.

"At 4:44 AM tomorrow morning, give or take a few seconds, the world will come to an end. It will be the result of the ever-weakening ozone layer, that has now thinned and dissipated far more rapidly than even the worst doomsayer could've imagined. So the final explosion, meltdown, will come with fair warning, but no possible means of escape. There will be no survivors. The world will end."

That's the concept. Everything's over at a quarter till five tomorrow morning.

The film opens with a long, unsexy sex scene, to remind you that Ferrara is a sick fuck, but after that 4:44 is unique and very worth a watch. It's about little moments, and like life itself, some of the little moments are stupid and some are profound.

The film isn't apocalyptic, nor science fiction. It's not a realistic look at how a sudden, known-in-advance end of the world would play out, nor is it trying to be. It's a think piece, that's all — a meditation on the mood when you know everything's almost over.

CNN signs off, so staff can go home to their loved ones, but there's little panic in the air. Cisco (Willem Dafoe) checks his email, visits his brother, and spends most of the last day with his wife Skye (Shanyn Leigh). She's an artist, painting a canvas that'll never be finished. With mere hours to go, they order Chinese food delivered. "Ain't That a Shame" plays on the soundtrack, a fitting theme for a sunset that won't be followed by sunrise.

"The world's been ending ever since it started, man. We've been ending ever since we were born. Don't take that shit too seriously."

Verdict: YES.

Best of all, 4:44 puts a long backlog of Abel Ferrara movies on my watchlist. Even Body Snatchers might merit a second look.

♦ ♦ ♦ 

Four Horsemen (2012)
Streaming free at Tubi

This is a documentary made in the aftermath of the financial crisis circa 2008, and I think it's arguing that the banking collapse was symptomatic of the end of American or western civilization. The film does quite a poor job making its point, though. It's full of odd, flowery assertions made without much evidence.

"Just as Gutenberg's printing press wrestled control of the cognitive map away from an ecclesiastical and royal elite, today the internet is beginning to change governments, finance, and the media."

Is it? How so? It's unexplained here.

"… We need context from people who speak the truth in the face of collective delusion, because to understand something is to be liberated from it."

Uh, no, understanding is not liberation. That's the dumbest line since "Love means never having to say you're sorry."

Immediately after promising "context from people who speak the truth in the face of collective delusion," we're introduced to one of the world's great liars, Colonel Lawrence Wilkerson, former chief of staff to Colin Powell. Wilkerson helped Powell prepare the infamous false reasons for war, delivered at the United Nations, and thus should be disqualified from punditry or being a talking head in any documentary.

"People who speak the truth," my pimpled white ass.

The four horsemen, if you're wondering, are crooked finance, ecological collapse, state violence, and poverty. OK, but what's gained by calling these things 'horsemen,' beyond creepy religious implications?

Watching the first ten minutes of this — that's as far as I got — is like listening to a kindhearted kook ramble on and on about politics. Even if you agree with him, he's not making much sense, and unless he's family, you have better things to do.

Verdict: NO.

♦ ♦ ♦ 

Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse (1921)
Streaming free at Internet Archive

This is a famous silent movie, beautifully photographed, and tinted scene by scene to match the mood. It has some great war scenes, but I kinda hate war movies. The Biblical prophecy of the four horseman of the apocalypse is presented well, but religion bores me. Mostly, this is an big, kinda bloated and boring silent melodrama.

The story is about a rich family in Argentina, where the patriarch is a Spanish cattle rancher. One of his daughters marries a German man, the other daughter marries a Frenchman. Because of the politics of the time, Dad prefers the French-married daughter, and adores his half-French grandson, who grows up to be Rudolph Valentino. 

This made Valentino a star, and he's very handsome, but his acting is of a different era. So's the movie. It was a big hit in 1926, but seems stale today.

Verdict: MAYBE.

♦ ♦ ♦ 

The 400 Blows (1959)
Streaming free at Internet Archive

This is a coming-of-age story about a French kid named Antoine, who's about 15 years old. He's a low-key troublemaker at home, and frequently scolded at school, which is shown as being all about discipline and control, and barely about education at all.

Antoine's parents argue frequently, and his mother is endlessly exasperated with him, so after skipping school one day his excuse at school the day after is that his mum died. Of course, that gets him in even worse trouble.

The boy moves on to theft, stealing a typewriter, which in our day might be akin to stealing a laptop. In this movie's France in the 1950s, it's enough to get Antoine sentenced to a juvenile prison, which seems excessive to this bleeding heart liberal — it's discipline and control again, a rotten thing to do to a kid.

François Truffaut's The 400 Blows is widely hailed as one of the finest films of the 20th century, which seems a bit much, but it's excellent — the best film I've seen this week, maybe this month. It's heartfelt, thoughtful, funny and sad, with fine direction, sweet performances, and a great black-and-white look to it. 

Verdict: BIG YES.

4/12/2024   

• • • Coming attractions • • •     

Four Lions (2010)
Four Sided Triangle
(1952)
14 Days in a City with No Laws
(2023)
Fourteen Hours
(1951)
The Fox
(1967)
Foxy Brown
(1974)

... plus schlock, shorts, and surprises

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'Movie reviews' that that recount the plot, paragraph after paragraph, suck. My pledge to you: I'll only give the basics of a movie's premise, with no spoilers after that.  
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