Monday, July 13, 2015

Drama in Cinema



Hey folks! I was just going over a few writing ideas for the week when my lady love pointed out that I do not embrace drama that often. To which I was overly dramatic and defensive... nah I am in agreement with her in that I do not cover a lot of the heartfelt tear jerkers. The main reason why is while a good story of humans trials, struggles and goals does hold my interest for the day, I normally do not need my heart strings throttled that often.  However, this is not entirely for my own enjoyment but it is also for the readers. That in mind, I will subject myself to the current standing of drama for the last 3 years. Keep in mind that the last 15 years there are too many hybrids between the genres. I have seen comedy dramas, romantic dramas, dramatic horrors, comedic horror films with drama. There is too much mix-mashed now that it gets confusing on how to catalogue it and frankly that is irksome.

Why is the camera so far away?














So I will do my very level best to find drama with only one real tone to it. Think Spielberg's The Color Purple or Schindler's List or Robert Altman's MASH and Gosford Park. Where additional elements of humanity are underlined but at the end of the day this is drama.   Dark and sad things are on the rise throughout this film and you can just suck it up, grab some tissues and marshal through it. While I myself, do not mind the genre it seems several writers and directors cannot simply tell a tale without something evil or zany added to it. I am guessing this is to distract the audience that they are sitting down for a film recanting tales of historical atrocities and if that is the case, why the Hell are you watching in the first place if you do not want to see it??!!! Aside from all this, I still feel that drama is a valid genre in cinema, novels and television and it deserves the respect for those that do NOT over add from the other genres to give it a bit of pep. Let's see what we can find to watch.

STOP FARTING IN MY TRUCK!!!!


Saturday, July 11, 2015

Philip Marlowe Movie Week: Farewell, My Lovely


Back again amateur flatfoots for Day 4 of Philip Marlowe Movie Week. As you know, it is best if Marlowe is handled by a tough guy. Someone scrappy, smart and handsome doesn't hurt. To be honest I would have never picked Eliott Gould to play Marlowe but truth be told he did a fair job. This time around we have a vintage rough and tumble fella in the form of Robert Mitchum tackling the role and with all it entitles. This is Farewell, My Lovely.

Sheesh, almost nodded off there.













This is the second adaptation of Raymond Chandler's novel closer the the source material unlike the original Murder, My Sweet in 1944 with Dick Powell. In a town with police corruption, hotels rented by the hour or the month, gambling dens, and murder over jewel heists, Marlowe is always there for the little guy.

We join Marlowe (Robert Mitchum of Out of the Past, The Night of the Hunter, El Dorado, Cape Fear, The Yakuza and The Big Sleep) in a shabby room at a rundown flophouse. Sitting with him Lt. Nulty (John Ireland of Gunslinger, No Time to Kill, The Cheaters, Rawhide and Sundown: The Vampire in Retreat) listening to Marlowe telling the assorted details of the past few days of his case. A gorilla of a man in a suit named Moose Malloy (Jack O' Halloran of King Kong, Superman, Superman II, Dragnet and The Hero and the Terror) stringently insisted that Marlowe was for hire to track down his former girl Velma. The only lead they have is now a black owned bar. Malloy keeps talking about not seeing his girl for 8 years. Easily an ex-con Malloy loses his patience and starts tossing bouncers and at 6'6" that is not that difficult. Marlowe watches his back but again they didn't find Velma and no one seemed to know one way or the other.


The lady or the liqueur?













Working an additional case is over murder name of Lindsay Marriott (John O' Leary of The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter, All the President's Men, Airplane! And The Last Starfighter). With a little know-how, Marlowe figures out that Marriot was in the blackmail racket. Still looking for Velma, Marlowe sees both cases just getting muddled with a sojourn attempting to make sense of any of the half truths, double crosses and homicides piling up.

Shockingly enough, Marlowe has several attempts with his life with a visit with an infamous madame in a brothel to a gunfight on a gambling boat, Philip is convinced he has really stepped in it now.
Can Marlowe solve this ongoing conspiracy and collection of murders? Is the whole city against him with every crooked cop looking to punch his ticket?



A few points about the flick. While Marlowe is in his thirties in the novels, Mitchum was 58 playing the character. Mitchum is also the only actor to play Philip twice on screen, this film and The Big Sleep in 1978. This was Jerry Bruckheimer's first full production after only have two previous credits as an associate producer.

The 70s moved to revival of the film noir and hard-boiled detective movies with the same feel as Chandler's novels like Gumshoe, Chinatown and The Black Bird. Marlowe's wheels was a black 1940 Buick Special. Kinda wish they hit up Mitchum for Marlowe years prior.

Wouldn't mind retiring out here.




Thursday, July 9, 2015

Philip Marlowe Movie Week: The Long Goodbye


Welcome back sleuth spotters for Day 3 of Philip Marlowe Week. A slight break yesterday as my co-host and I were working on Rotten Ramblin' On's sixth podcast. So while we did battle with a barrage of B-Movies, the film of the day got skipped. You have my apologies, gentle readers. With that in mind let's get back to the gumshoe known as Marlowe. This time around of all people Eliott Gould steps in the shamus' shoes and it might be a tight fit. Based on the 1953 novel The Long Goodbye, Philip helps a buddy of his across the border to Mexico only to get pinched by the cops the moment he walks in the door back home. Accusations of murder, conspiracy and aiding and abetting. This is The Long Goodbye.

Bloody finicky cat!












Our neo-noir (a more current film using elements of film noir such as style, theme, content and even media that has not been in use since the 1940s and 1950s) opens with Marlowe (Eliott Gould of M.A.S.H., Harry and Walter Go to New York, A Bridge Too Far, The Muppet Movie, The Devil and Max Devlin, E/R, Bugsy and Ocean's Eleven) having to feed his very finicky cat (Morris the Cat) when his best friend Terry Lennox (MLB All-Star Jim Bouton) asks Marlowe for a lift from L.A. To Tijuana. Hope he is getting some gas money out the deal. No sooner does Marlowe return home he is met by two detectives accusing Lennox of murdering his wife Sylvia. The two jog his memory but Marlowe refuses any cooperation thinking it is a bum rap so they toss him in the jug for three days for obstruction.

That's not Gene Wilder!!












The cops tell him that Lennox killed himself as a guilty conscience so they spring him. Marlowe calls it bull but what can you do? After a quick drink at the bar, Marlowe checks in with Eileen Wade (Nina van Pallandt of American Gigolo, Cutter's Way, The Sword and the Sorcerer, Time Out and Tales of the Unexpected) on a missing person's case. Her husband has up and left and the police really don't seem to have any interest in this, given the copious amounts of runaways, homicides and car thefts so they have a lot on their plate as it is. This blonde bombshell claims her husband Roger (Sterling Hayden of The Asphalt Jungle, The Killing, Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb and The Godfather) while a brilliant novelist tends to go on drunken tears and be missing for days on end but this time he has been gone for too long. Eileen needs Marlowe to suss him out, hose him down and get him home. Sounds like a cake walk, right? Interestingly enough, the late Lennoxes also used to reside on the same neighborhood right up the beach. Coincidence?

Roger's behavior is erratic hiding over in a mental facility and the doctor seems to be holding him there against his will. Wade blurts out to Marlowe that he knew the Lennoxes socially to a level that gets Marlowe thinking there is a lot more to Terry's suicide and Sylvia's murder. Should Marlowe keep stepping on toes and peeping through windows for the truth? Does he let his friend's death go overlooked?



A few points of interest in the film. As this is a Roger Altman movie, the camera is always in motion. The man never believed in static shots (a shot on an person, place or thing that has no action and is held still, later inserted from editing) Gould completely improvised the police custody scene when he smears fingerprint ink all over his face and dialogue surrounding most of it.

Both David Carradine and Arnold Schwarzenegger are uncredited in the film as David is Dave a.k.a. Socrates, a guy being held for smoking some doobage and Arnold is a strong arm and at 6'3" that could make about anyone cringe. Sterling Hayden wrote his own scenes and his character's home was actually Altman's house. The gorgeous car Gould is driving around is a 1948 Cabriolet Lincoln Continental Convertible that was actually his car.

This film is one of five Gould made with Altman including: MASH, The Long Goodbye, California Split, Nashville and The Player. Not too shabby, huh?
 
Giving the copious amounts of nudity in the film I would skip letting the kids watch it.

Live-in mob delivery.

Podcast #6 : B-Movie Madness


Hey gang!  I know, I know.  How dare I not have a blog up on Philip Marlowe.   Well I was busy recording a new podcast with my co-host Shawn.

The B in this movie is for Blade.  Gonna cut chu!!!












 I did my level best to clean up the sound but clearly we need to get him a mic stand because his "Snowball" mic (Insert Clerks jokes here) is not cutting the mustard or he needs it to be right up in his face for possible a stand for what would hold sheet music.   So it does sound a trifle rough on his part but all in all I think it came out well.

It is still a work in progress on our mic issues plus we are looking at some opening music as well as a host site so I don't have to keep deleting the previous podcasts and they will all be available.  Might have to do some Indiegogo pledge begging if you want to hear more Rotten Ramblin' On.

https://soundcloud.com/jake-peck-2/rotten-ramblin-on-6-b-movie-madness

So feel free to enjoy and again NSWF and there is Adult Language

Tuesday, July 7, 2015

Philip Marlowe Movie Week: Marlowe


Hey cats and kittens welcome back for Day 2 of Philip Marlowe Movie Week. Now while I felt that Robert Montgomery would not have been my choice for Marlowe he did meet the task of the character despite his slightly flat performance. But let us journey to the year 1969 instead. Away from the black and whites that captured the mystique of the film noir but we will give Metro-color a chance. What happens when our favorite peeper gets a missing person's case which ties into a martial arts master giving his office the Johnny Depp makeover followed by a double homicide? A whole lot of trouble. This is Marlowe.

Your autograph, Bruce Lee or it's two to the liver!!!













Based on Chandler's exceptional 1949 novel The Little Sister our star studded cast unwind the tale of a missing brother leading to blackmail a double homicide with an ice pick and more than a few pummels for our favorite flatfoot.

Our story opens with Marlowe casing the shabby hippie commune looking for Orrin Quest (Roger Newman of The Edge of the Night, Guiding Light, Annie Hall and Passions) Marlowe (James Garner of The Great Escape, Maverick, The Rockford Files, Murphy's Romance, Fire in the Sky, My Fellow Americans and The Notebook) hired a dishy young thing Orfamay Quest (Sharon Farrell of Man from U.N.C.L.E., A Lovely Way to Die, The Love Machine, It's Alive, Hawaii Five-O and The Stunt Man) whose coy demeanor seems off to Marlowe needs him to find her missing brother as the family has not heard from him in over a month.

With a milk run of a case Marlowe is not expecting anything spectacular for his time but oh brother is he ever wrong. The trail is not very warm but does provide with a few lead of two fellas that may or may not know anything to this mysterious Orrin. Running into a resident of the commune Grant Hicks (Jackie Coogan of The Kid, Mesa of Lost Women, Cowboy G-Men and The Addams Family) who knows more than he is saying but doesn't really admit to knowing Orrin. After conversing and smacking the manager for a pass key, our sleuth goes back to see the manager only find the hotel ledger missing sheets and the manager taking the ten count nap from here to eternity with an ice pick driven into his neck. Presumably he was mistaken for an ice block.

Marlowe talks to the last man the manager did turning out to be a Doctor Largardie (Paul Stevens of The Mask, Another World, Patton and Battle for the Planet of the Apes) who does not deny but doesn't confirm his chat with the manager and he drops the name Grant Hicks when he is off the case. Ms. Quest is making her way out as Hicks calls Marlowe for some info from another hotel just five minutes from his office. With a new lead in the works Marlowe is back on the case when checking with the hotel dick (bodyguard/detective you pervs) to clarify if the call was kosher. The door is unlocked and Hicks seems disposed of when Marlowe is bonked on the head with a .32 with the owner of a pair of dishy legs driving a high end Jaguar convertible in the heart of a recession??

Lt. Archie Bunker wants another beer.













His run-in with the local law via Lieutenant French (Carrol O Connor of Point Blank, Kelly's Heroes, All in the Family, Archie Bunker's Place, In the Heat of the Night and Mad About You) lead to Grant Hicks not being who he claimed an a low ranking skell with delusions of grandeur and a claim ticket for a photo lab. Marlowe's honey gives him a license plate for the jag turning out to be starlet Mavis Wald (Gayle Hunnicutt of Scorpio, Target, The Legend of Hell House, Philip Marlowe, Private Eye and Savage in the Orient). The claim check leads to some racy snaps of Mavis making a bit of face time with a notorious man. Chatting with Mavis' friend Dolores (Rita Moreno of Singin' in the Rain, Westside Story, The Electric Company, Oz and Happily Divorced) and offers his assistance to the sticky situation Ms. Wald is in.

Is Orrin's disappearance and two stiffs connected with Ms Wald? Will there be more bodies to be found and will one of them be Marlowe's?


A few tidbits about the film now. The late Roger Ebert found this film to flip flop from comedy to hard boiled detective while I myself felt it kept the tone of the character. Marlowe has a sharp mind and a smart lip that gets him into more scrapes than most. Apparently Ebert would have preferred it star Humphrey Bogart and it be written by Faulkner rather than Garner's approach.

This is also the first appearance to the American viewing audience of this martial artist fellow Bruce Lee or something other. I hear he may have been in films and TV. Yes I am kidding! Unclench already! He gets to play a villain strong arm which is tough for a guy at 5'7" but I would probably crap my pants this man sent to whip my ass. Bruce also supplied his own clothes he got from Rodeo Drive because the costumes looked not his style. I can respect that. 

Director Paul Bogart (no relation to Humphrey) who worked primarily in TV series and TV movies was really on the ball as this was only his second movie and kept the film fast paced and loose. Now while that may not have been the route Howard Hawks would have chosen, it does not make it any less valid nor this any less Marlowe through and through.

Sorry, we don't have any openings for Rockford right now.

Monday, July 6, 2015

Philip Marlowe Movie Week: The Brasher Doubloon


Hey cats, welcome to the scene that is Day 1 of Philip Marlowe Week. We don't take no eggs laying their meat hooks on our dolly birds. You jake with that??!!

Sorry just digging the slang. This time around Marlowe has been called out to Pasadena to a manor of impressive proportion for a wealthy widow for what appears to be a simple snatch and grab case but as usual, simple is never the likelihood in Marlowe's life. This is The Brasher Doubloon.


Ahh Cryptkeeper!! Oh, it's just you Mrs. Murdock.












Marlowe (George Montgomery of Orchestra Wives, Cimmaron City, Samar and Battle of the Bulge) is treated to clip and rude behavior on the behalf of the loaded widow Mrs. Murdock (Florence Bates of Rebecca, Portrait of Jennie, On the Town and A Letter to Three Wives) who speaks of the Brasher Doubloon, a rare and extremely valuable coin from her now late husband's collection. Hinting about the identity of the thief but refuses to tell Marlowe who, Marlowe has had about enough of her screwy behavior. Merle (Nancy Guild of Somewhere in the Night, Black Magic, Little Egypt and Lux Video Theatre) practically pleads for Marlowe to take the case and states Murdock isn't all that bad and has been quite generous to her as an example. Reluctant to even look into the case, Marlowe returns to his office to find a gunsel name of Eddie Prue (Alfred Linder of The House on 92nd Street, Canon City, Guilty of Treason and The Invisible Boy) who tries to strong arm him away from the case and invite him to see his boss but Marlowe too fast and smart for our thug, tosses him on on his ear.

Elisha Cook, you get up right now!












Taking the case out of spite and suspecting Murdock's wet smack of a son, Marlowe interrogates Leslie (Conrad Janis of Aiport 1975, The Happy Hooker, Mork & Mindy, Sonny Boy, Murder, She Wrote and Bad Blood) finding his company about as enjoyable as a root canal but can't get a firm grasp on the little greaseball. He then visits a coin dealer by the name of Elisha Morningstar (Houseley Stevenson of Native Land, Dark Passage, Moonrise and All That I Have) who tells Marlowe he did in fact glance at the coin in question and did inform Mrs. Murdock that someone attempted to sell it but is holding out for a bit more lettuce before he gives up the name. Marlowe realizing this canary won't sing, sneaks out but stays within ear shot as Morningstar gets on the blower and gabs with a shamus name of George Anson. Finding his whereabouts, Marlowe drops in on Anson only to find him resting... in peace.

With a body on the ground, Marlowe knows this is linked to the coin and has to duck the cops for confidentiality's sake alone regardless what an ass his client is. Finding the coin at a pawnshop Marlowe prepares to head to his client with Merle calls him telling them Mrs. Murdock found the coin and that he is let go from the case. Before he can really make heads or tails (COIN JOKE) of the situation gunsel bright boy brought a playmate with him, saps Marlowe and drags him off to gambler/casino operator Vince Blair, insisting that the coin is belonging to him because of such arrangements. Between pummels, a dead body or two and avoiding getting on the bad end of black jack, Marlowe has his work cut out for him?

Who else has to die for this coin? What isn't Mrs. Murdock saying?



A few points about the film now. This adaptation hails from Chandler's novel The High Window. Interestingly enough the flophouse was the Gladden Apartments where Raymond wrote the novel which it is based on, lived there for 30 prior the film was shot at.  Fred MacMurray, Victor Mature and Dana Andrews were all at one point cast for Marlowe when the studio settled for George Montgomery as his final flick under his 20th Century Fox contract. Seems almost flattering.

This film almost seems like a remake of the 1942 film Time to Kill which was a Michael Shayne P.I. film, so not sure what happened there.

Hmm?  Sorry didn't hear a thing you were saying, I was glancing at your boobs.


Philip Marlowe Movie Week


A fine hello there all out there in the social media viewing! As you are reading this blog, no doubt you have a sense of refinement, cultured tastes and savvy with what you choose to entertain yourself. Of course given last week was about over the top gore gags and thinly veiled plots that encompassed girls running around with little to no clothes on and the uber killing machines tracking them down in plot device environment, one does have to comment on that. I, for one shall not be alienating you of course.

Ahh so glad I got the office facing into the Yoga studio.













This week I thought we needed to recapture that Film Noir feel. (the term in cinema that describes crime dramas that are driven by cynicism and sex that was hailed primarily from the 1940s to latter 1950s) One of the most predominant characters of this genre is a certain functioning alcoholic P.I.by the name of Philip Marlowe. First appearance being from the novel The Big Sleep this fictional gumshoe has been in 8 novels, 4 screenplays, 23 short stories, at least two radio plays, radio shows formatted from the 1940s to the late 1950s.

Doing stints in movies and television, our hero chases women, whiskey and bourbon and not necessarily in that order. While he prefers his coffee black, his chess games from books and his camels unfiltered, there lurks a healthy dose of pessimism, ego and razor sharp mind. He likes his chess complicated and his poetry fascinating. He has seen more murders than most cops and dealt with more corruption than a budding senator. The last collection of Marlowe's TV appearances was in 2011 with Toby Stephens at the helm.

With this in mind, I thought it was be interesting to see different actors tackle the same role in their own way. Sadly I cannot review Humphrey Bogart in the Big Sleep or Dick Powell in Murder, My Sweet as I have already reviewed both those flicks prior. So sip from that bottle of rye, dodge those fists and bullets, don't be a patsy for the dame and always have a match ready to light.


Dammit fellas it is my Klondike bar, you get your own!