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Category: Movies

“There’s a storm blowin’ up – a whopper, to speak in the vernacular of the peasantry.”

by chuckofish

Seventy-eight years ago The Wizard of Oz (1939) premiered at the Grauman’s Chinese Theater.MPW-58072.jpeg

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I have always considered The Wizard of Oz to be one of the best movies ever made. It is definitely in my personal Top Five. It never disappoints.

Oh, but anyway, Toto, we’re home. Home! And this is my room, and you’re all here. And I’m not gonna leave here ever, ever again, because I love you all, and – oh, Auntie Em – there’s no place like home!

Everyone in this movie gives 100 percent. And this is still one of the scariest scenes ever.

You can watch it year after year and it never gets old. The test of a true classic.

Maybe I will watch it tonight. Or maybe this one:

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A Giant comedy–somehow I doubt it…

Well, I’ll be a brown-eyed beagle

by chuckofish

Another big weekend ahead! The OM and I will be driving to Columbia with daughter #1 in her new car and the boy in his new truck–both packed to the gills with her stuff.

Life in the fast lane, right?

Meanwhile, it is the “Summer Under the Stars” month on TCM, so each day the schedule is devoted to a different star. Tomorrow is John Wayne day, so set your DVRs!

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Screen Shot 2017-08-10 at 1.40.09 PM.pngHappy belated birthday to Snoopy whose birthday was yesterday. Perhaps you will recall that this was revealed in a comic strip on 8/10/1968. I did not remember that, even though I was a huge fan of Peanuts back in the day.

Speaking of birthdays, tomorrow is the birthday of one of our favorites, Mark Knopfler. He’s turning 68!

Mark has played with all the greats from Bob Dylan to Chet Atkins and Eric Clapton. He’s the greatest and we love him.

Have a good weekend! Listen to some good music, watch a good movie, read a good book, enjoy the great outdoors! Smell the pine in your nostrils.

“Nothing for nothing, kid.”

by chuckofish

The other night I watched Dead End (1937) which I had not seen in years. I was quite struck by it. Based on the Sidney Kingsley play, the screenplay is by Lillian Hellman and it is directed by William Wyler. dead-end.jpgIt stars Joel McCrea, Sylvia Sidney and Humphrey Bogart, who are all first-rate, especially Bogart who is remarkably vulnerable as the vicious gangster whose heart is broken twice in one day.

Furthermore, the character actors really impressed me. Marjorie Main (Bogart’s mother) and Claire Trevor (Bogart’s former girlfriend)

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each have one scene and they steal them impressively. The young boys in the movie are all good too–they must have impressed someone, as they got their own movie franchise–the Dead End Kids–as a result.

It’s a simple story about haves and have-nots, which takes place in an East Side slum, overlooked by the high-rise apartments of the rich.  Although nobody is preaching anything, we all get the point. It is realistic and gritty and violent–but the grit and the violence are mostly inferred, suggested…

Hugh “Baby Face”: Why didn’t you get a job?

Francey: They don’t grow on trees.

Hugh “Baby Face”: Why didn’t you starve first?

Francey: Why didn’t YOU?

A strong screenplay, a great director and a terrific cast equals a classic movie that never becomes dated, because the feelings that are evoked are still the same eighty years later.

By the way, today is Sylvia Sidney’s birthday, so why not toast her, and, if you have the chance, watch this fine film!

The right stuff

by chuckofish

Well, now Sam Shepard has died.

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I thought this article was more on point than some. The Times called him “a true renaissance man. As a playwright, he was the toast of Broadway and a Pulitzer Prize recipient. And he had no trouble making the transition to screens small and large, winning over audiences as an actor and earning respect within the industry as a skilled pen-for-hire. His body of work, rich and varied as it is, reveals a man with infinite empathy and intellectual curiosity.”

“Infinite empathy”? He never struck me that way. To me, Sam was one of those smart, good-looking, very wasp-y guys who was just really cool without trying to be. He did what he wanted. He frequently did not have the lead part in movies and he was fine with that. He supported himself that way so he could do the stuff he cared about.

He was friends with Patti Smith.

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I always liked him. He had a small part in Raggedy Man (1981) but you sure noticed him.

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And, of course, he was Dolly’s husband in Steel Magnolias (1989).

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He had the right stuff. Yes, he did.

“They have their exits and their entrances”*

by chuckofish

I was sad to read that the actor John Heard had died. You remember him from Home Alone (1990) no doubt,

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I guess he was sick of being identified as “the frazzled father in Home Alone“–thanks, New York Times–but, you know, everyone can’t be Robert DeNiro. He was a working actor with a recognizable face, and thereby, ahead of the game in my book.

Anyway, I always liked him. Maybe I’ll scrounge around and find one of his more “serious” films, such as The Trip to Bountiful (1985) or (my personal favorite) Awakenings (1990) or “One Way Ticket,” episode 14, season two of Miami Vice.

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Meanwhile, it’s Thursday. Time to start thinking about the weekend!

*As You Like It

“Timbo, go away!”*

by chuckofish

I read yesterday that Elsa Martinelli, Italian fashion model turned actress, had died. Coincidentally I have just recently watched Hatari (1962) in which Ms. Martinelli starred with John Wayne.hatari poster.jpgHatari is one of those easy-going travelogue-cum-romance movies of the early sixties that is very entertaining and a good stress-reducer when you need one. Add wine and you are all set. The ensemble cast appears to be having a good time too.

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*Dallas (Elsa Martinelli) in Hatari

“Stay calm, have courage and wait for signs”*

by chuckofish

Screen Shot 2017-07-09 at 2.01.32 PM.pngWell, there is bound to be a big let-down after a big event that you have planned for so long…IMG_5623.JPG.jpegIMG_5935.JPGIMG_5933.JPGIMG_5934.JPGIMG_5936.JPGIMG_5940.JPG…and I am in the middle of it. Good grief, two weeks of non-stop socializing with family and friends and people staying in your house…IMG_5585.JPG.jpeg

IMG_5596.JPG.jpegBut c’est la vie. This past weekend I did very little but straighten up the house and do laundry. I still have more straightening to do, but I made a lot of progress.

I also spent a good amount of time with my new best friend Walt Longmire, who has joined the ranks of my small club of Best Fictional Characters Ever (Holden Caulfield, Philip Marlowe, Dick Summers…). The book (NOT to be confused with the television show) I just finished was As the Crow Flies, which ends with Walt’s daughter getting married in a traditional Cheyenne ceremony.

…the two birds I’d noticed were crows circling right above the meadow, the primaries of their wing tips spread like fingers as they rode the thermals that lifted them into the cloudless sky.

Maybe it was an omen, but I decided to take it as a good one. I’d heard that crows mate for life and are known to raise their young for as long as five years.

Sometimes you don’t get that long.

I thought about Audrey Plain Feather and how her life hadn’t turned out the way she’d hoped–maybe nobody’s did.

My wife Martha’s hadn’t. Mine hadn’t. Even Henry’s hadn’t.

Maybe Cady’s would.

It’s hopes like this that you cling to at major turning points in your life and, more important, the lives of your children. You keep going, and you hope for the best, and sometimes, maybe not very often, your hopes come true.

I also watched Red Beard (1965) directed by Akira Kurosawa and starring Toshiro Mifune. I had read about this film on the Mockingbird website and knew it was a favorite movie of the Rev. John Zahl, but had never seen it or really heard much about it. Indeed,  the British Film Institute’s 2015 list of “10 Essential Kurosawa Films” did not feature Red Beard. But there is a Criterion Films DVD and so I got it from Netflix.

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And let me tell you, this is a great, great movie! It poses the question, “Why is there so much suffering in the world?” The answer is illusive, as we know, but there is solace to be found in knowing that there are, indeed, good people in the world. This is the lesson learned by several characters in the movie including the protagonist, a young, arrogant doctor played by Yuzo Kayama. Red Beard, Toshira Mifune, is one of the good people.  He has learned to overcome his own arrogance in order to love people where they are and to help them. It reminded me of Sunday’s Gospel, where Jesus says, “Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me; for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.” (Matthew 11: 30)

Indeed, the movie is about love and grace and is absolutely amazing. There are so many great scenes–I tear up just thinking about them!–such as the scene where the clinic serving women scream the name of the dying child (“Chobu!”) down the well to pull his soul back from the dead. Do not put off seeing this great movie because it is three hours long and you think you are not in the mood for a “downer” movie. It is inspiring. Also, I was struck by the acting in this movie, which is so, so good and rather subdued by Japanese standards.

Anyway, I just loved it and highly recommend it to you. I watched it alone, of course. The OM left after half an hour to water the shrubs. I guess he wasn’t in the mood.

But, hello. Someone left this “toast prop” at my house!

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It’s the simple things, right?

*Cheyenne motto

A little Wednesday rant

by chuckofish

Daughter #1 just told me something really disturbing.

She said that the Hallmark Channel has announced that it has started production on the At Home in Mitford movie based on the first book in Jan Karon’s beloved series.

There has been talk of this for years and the million dollar question has been: Who will they cast as Father Tim? Most suggestions by fans have ranged from the stupid to the deranged, but the producers have gone beyond deranged, casting Cameron Mathison, a soap star and hunk whose career high point was being on Dancing With the Stars.

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O.M.G. Are you kidding me? We’re talking Father Tim–aging, overweight, bald, and diabetic!

Granted Anthony Hopkins (Jan Karon’s choice) and Robert Duvall may not have been available, but there must be some B-list aging actor out there who would have jumped at the chance to play such a great character.

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More like it, thank you

Okay, maybe they’re too old now. Shockingly, Father Tim was my age in the first book, so why not

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or even

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Okay, too high end?  Then find someone like that. Someone who looks like he might have actually read the Bible or a Wordsworth poem and is a little the worse for wear.

Clearly the producers just don’t care. They are going to turn this spiritual book into a folksy Hallmark movie about a folksy small town where romance blooms folksily, i.e. cupid even finds ministers who are hopeless bachelors.

We won’t even go into the fact that Andie McDowell was cast as Cynthia.

Good grief, what is the world coming to? Stupid question, I know.

Went the day well?

by chuckofish

The OM and I watched a little known British film the other night called Went the Day Well? (1942). Adapted from a story by Graham Greene and directed by Alberto Cavalcanti, it is a classic black and white Ealing studio film that tells the story of how an English village is taken over by Nazi paratroopers pretending to be English troops. It reflects the greatest potential nightmare of many at the time.

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I thought it was quite a shocking film and very suspenseful. The Germans are evil, of course, and the English, at first, are innocent and trusting.

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A fifth columnist and a German masquerading as a British soldier stand ironically in front of the WWI memorial in the village.

The violence (although nothing like the violence in Hacksaw Ridge) is also shocking. The vicar is murdered! The postmistress is bayonetted! Children are threatened and one plucky boy is shot! You want to shake your fist at the goddam Nazis and grab a tommy gun and mow them down yourself, so it is very satisfying when the townspeople finally wise up and take matters into their own hands, i.e. they fight back. I wanted to cheer when the vicar’s homely daughter, who has been nursing a crush on the village squire, kills him before he can let the Nazis into the barricaded manor house.

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It seems an appropriate choice to watch this movie on the anniversary of D-Day, don’t you think?

And then we were all in one place

by chuckofish

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Didn’t do much this weekend. Stopped by a couple of estate sales, went deeper into the Longmire oeuvre, read the first lesson in the Pentecost service on Sunday (“The sun shall be turned into darkness, and the moon into blood, before the great and notable day of the Lord come.”), and went to Washington, MO with the OM to eat some lunch by the mighty Missouri River.

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I also watched the movie Hacksaw Ridge (2016), directed by Mel Gibson, which tells the true story of Desmond Doss, the first conscientious objector to win the Congressional Medal of Honor.

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(“Doss single-handedly entered enemy line of fire to retrieve approximately 75 casualties, carrying them one-by-one down a 400-foot escarpment. “*)

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Doss, a Seventh Day Adventist, who refused to carry a gun on religious grounds, although he served in a fighting unit as a medic, was ostracized at first by fellow soldiers for his pacifist stance. However, he went on to earn their respect and adoration for his bravery, selflessness and compassion after he risked his life — without firing a shot — to save 75 wounded men in the Battle of Okinawa. It is a pretty inspiring story and well told, and a throwback to heroic war stories of the Golden Age of Hollywood. The cast is good with Andrew Garfield excellent as Doss, playing it very straight, and the likable Vince Vaughan channeling John Wayne in the Sgt. Stryker role. 

But (and this is a big but) the computer-generated violence is over-the-top. Just because you can now show people having their legs blown off, doesn’t mean you should. The battle sequences are too much and obscene in their detail. It would have been possible to cut 20 minutes out of this movie and still gotten across the horror of the battle (and it was truly horrible, no doubt about it). Whatever happened to restraint and suggestion?

Mel Gibson, as we know, is a single-minded Roman Catholic, who, as we have seen in past movie outings, tends to wallow, literally and figuratively, in the blood of Christ. What was his childhood trauma anyway?

Well, it is a good movie nonetheless and well worth watching for the story of the modern Christian hero Desmond Doss. Nowhere in this movie is anyone invited to laugh at or even smirk at Pvt. Doss and I liked that.

And now it is Monday. I have several hard things to do this week, but none of them is climbing Hacksaw Ridge. Onward and upward.

*Read more here.