I have to start off with 5 F-Bombs with the last F-Bomb being stretched right out to last at least 10 seconds. How can a film be so devastatingly filled with brooding sadness and doom but equally hit you with such incredible deep innocent sweetness? It shouldn’t be possible but somehow director and writer Charles Burnett creates the impossible with Killer Of Sheep. Continue reading “Killer of Sheep (1978) This Bitter Earth”
I’ve had this soundtrack since I was bout 16 years old. Bobby Womack writes and sings the title anthem Across 110th Street with just so much heart and passion that it’s not surprising it got picked up to feature on future soundtracks later on down the line. Most notably and incredibly well used in QT’s Jackie Brown but it also turned up in American Gangster with Denzel Washington. Continue reading “Across 110th Street (1972) Bobby Womack To Jackie Brown”
George C Scott is my Grandad, well he has always reminded me of him, the look and mannerisms make him a close doppelganger. So whenever I get to see George C Scott in a new to me film I can’t help but feel the love for my Grandad. Continue reading “The Last Run (1971) My Grandad, George C Scott The Getaway Driver”
Haha I was totally oblivious to the fact that The American Friend was another adaptation on the famous psychological thriller novel by Patricia Highsmith about Tom Ripley. It wasn’t until I went to write this post that it all came crashing round me with a “Doh! Wolfy you should of known that” moment. Continue reading “The American Friend (1977) A Cowboy In Hamburg”
Been rinsing the Burt Lancaster films this week with three in a row. First up was Go Tell The Spartans followed by Atlantic City. Now I got the chance to watch the Cold War antics of two hit-men in director Michael Winner’s spies and espionage thriller Scorpio. Continue reading “Scorpio (1973) Cold War With The Reverend Tom Jones!”
This was a great surprise! Was not expecting to enjoy this as much as I did. Thought it be OK but had it chalked down as a low budget Vietnam war film, most probably by the numbers. It’s was getting late, I’ll watch the first hour to see if I like it. Two hours later I’m going to bed at way past midnight and up for work at 5.30, oopft I was mashed up but worth it especially when I saw these three classics pop up …….. Continue reading “Go Tell the Spartans (1978) Skirmishes, Ambushes And Booby Traps”
Donald is gonna think I’m stalking him! This is the third film in a row with the versatile, dependable Mr Pleasence and this time it was purely by chance as I didn’t know he was in it. What a great surprise. Cul-De-Sac was first then Ground Zero.
Was ticking this one off the list mainly because of Charles Bronson and second being that it’s a Don Siegel movie I knew about but wondered if I had actually seen it. I hadn’t and I can report that it’s a fine piece of 70’s drama. Continue reading “Telefon (1977) – The Russian Manchurian Candidates”
Big black baldy bail bondsman bounty hunter Truck Turner busts heads in this gloriously fun 70’s smasher starring that Hot Buttered Soul Love Machine himself Isaac Hayes. Not only does he get to trash a whole array of pimps and dealers, he gets to take on the soundtrack duties, adding the funk grooves to the proceedings. Nothing sounds better than watching crazy clothed pimps and hoes and wrecking ball car chases accompanied to the sound of wah wah guitar, dirty basslines, horn stabs and funky as hell drum breaks. Continue reading “Truck Turner (1974) – Pursuit Of The Pimpmobile”
Being There is one of those movies that digs about in your brain, popping up throughout the day nagging at you to decipher what it was all about. Could it be that deep, did it have so many undercurrent takes on life, metaphors of differing scales on the human condition .. I don’t know to be honest but man did I absolutely adored this film. Continue reading “Being There (1979) – Peter Sellers Gardening Guru”
Another month, another bonkers film to add to the list, Wake in Fright from 1971 is essential watching. Marooned in a small town resembling some kind of maddening limbo land, a possible stop off for hell itself . But to be honest this could be just an ordinary Australian outback town going about its everyday life for all that I know.
Think Walkabout meets all of Crocodile Dundee’s mates, add a gazillion gallons of booze and crank that unbearable blistering heat up to maximum overdrive, blast in mountains of dry hot dust and you get a slight picture of what to expect. Who needs water when the beer flows like white rapids at the bottom of a waterfall. Continue reading “Wake in Fright (1971) – The Greatest Australian Film?”