In the early '90s, high as an eagle's pussy, this was my favorite film. I spent many a weird, sad night watching it on a microscopic TV and listening to Red House Painters records. I was going through some growing pains. Full of melancholy I just stared at the screen and this movie made me feel good. Uma Thurman in 1990 could make anyone feel good.
An old school successful self-made demolitions expert blows up buildings for a living, kicking his three college-aged children, Daphne, Chloe, and Jimmy out on the curb. Giving them each $750, he drops them off at the Dutch House, a place Daphne protested him from blowing up. The house is dilapidated, condemned and on the verge of collapse. In order to finance their new lives, the once-sheltered art kids take on housemates. These include a fashion designer played by Crispin Glover, a homeless magician named Shitty, a stockbroker and a z-grade occultist. Chloe is commissioned to finish a calendar for an insurance company where we see Uma's flesh painted. The story is told against the backdrop of a stock market crash which brings the father to ruin. He desperately attempts to stave off a hostile takeover of his demolition company and fails, causing him to lose his home and become as destitute as his kids. Coming full circle, his kids take him in and he starts to see the world through new lenses.
Reunited and it feels so good. We got some Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew alum up in here. Post nervous breakdown, a pop star has to spend some time in the hospital. A private nurse is hired, and with her he buys a new house in the country. The nurse can't remember the first years of her life, but this house seems strangely familiar to her. Anyone who cause Sheila pain or who tries to tell her what happened in this house dies. This house is possessed. If you like the Hardy Boys and TV movies you'll love this.
A fascist high school football team takes over the local school. Leave it to the new kid to be the one man who stands up to them. Jack "Boot" Butkowski, star footballer is running for class president aided by his goose-stepping cronies, the "Wolfpack", who aim to get rid of the freaks, faggots and junkies in their town and school.
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This 3-hour ride through Los Angeles is dope. Think Disney's Tomorrowland Transit Authority PeopleMover going through Hollywood. Los Angeles Plays Itself is a video essay by Thom Andersen that explores the way Los Angeles has been presented in movies. Consisting entirely of clips from other films with hardboiled narration. Highly recommended.
Seeing this in 1981 was probably the only time I ever wanted to be a black man whose growth was limited to 4 ft and 7" and needed daily dialysis. Oh to be Gary Coleman in 1981 and to live in Grand Central where Lisa Eilbacher is your only friend. No rules, the girl next door and a great arcade when Pinball was still king.
Afternoon Delights (1980)
Five anonymous stories during poker night featuring five husbands and five ex-wives. Conjuring construction workers, being raped by a hygienist and a dentist and seducing guys in a porno theater are a few of the highlights. The scene with Vanessa Del Rio is one of the top 5 greatest moments of XXX film history. The oral demon enters a 42nd Street theater in a trench coat with her hair up in a hat wearing mirrored shades. Vanessa takes on a group of guys which is probably the most ultimate gangbang face fuck scene ever. Her pre-fang scene in Dracula Exotica is pretty choice too. Everything about it is perfect and if you saw this in your youth, this is why you started sneaking in and hanging around seedy theaters. The best.
Was the $5.99 rental for this low budget homage to '70s Italian zombie films worth it? Hell yea it was. Where else are you going to see a girl in a homemade Magma shirt die by multiple arrows and then attacked by Zombies?
I could say a lot about this but all that needs to be said it takes place in 1988 and "Dazzle" by Siouxsie plays in a goth club backlit by a Centipede machine.
This '70s melodrama takes place in space. Space Station 76 is a refueling satellite near an alternate-reality Earth, circa 1976. Asteroids, infidelity, loneliness, depression, drugs and a full nude playmate floating in space. I dug the idea but wouldn't recommend it to anyone under 40.
The things people do for a missing suitcase of smack. The things Anthony Michael Hall will do for Jenny Wright. Who wouldn't? Jenny was a babe and this is why you left the farm for Hollywood. Not to be an actor but to get mixed up with dope and criminals and fall for a New Wave waitress with a better record collection than you.
Less Than Zero came out a year later and man, this was the time to live and die in Los Angeles. I would move back there instantly if it looked and played out like this. 52 Pickup is a 1986 gritty crime film directed by John Frankenheimer. The film stars Roy Scheider, Ann-Margret, and my personal favorite, Vanity. It's based on Elmore Leonard's novel of the same name that takes place in Detroit but Los Angeles works much better visually. Herschel Savage, Ron Jeremy, Amber Lynn and Sharon Mitchell also make brief appearances. Despite the bad reviews and lack of cult following I can't recommend this one enough. Before watching Drive again, check this out.
Man... what having Yaz and Kate Bush in the soundtrack to a film will do for it. Add Jenny Wright to the mix as the rebel girl on a motorcycle and you have a hit. Unreal.
Seen Descendents and All a fistful of times and love them both dearly but thought I never need to hear them again. This, however was a pleasant reminder of how great they are. Unless you slithered out from under a rock a full-grown bore, it's impossible not to relate to multiple songs of theirs sitting up all night caffeinated playing them on repeat while haunted by some silly girl. I learned a few things here, got stoked, got sad... I wanna go back. Fuck. Watch this. It's totally important because this band influenced everyone and not one subsequent band were even close to accidentally being this good.
For the record, "My World" is my favorite Descendents song. And I like Smalley better in All than in Dag Nasty... if you were wondering.