Showing posts with label Larry Cohen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Larry Cohen. Show all posts
Monday, August 22, 2016
Best Seller (1987)
As far as bringing together two powerhouse actors, “Best Seller” is a success! The casting of Brian Dennehy and James Woods is ingenious, with the two working off of each other splendidly! Both are saddled into familiar roles: Dennehy the calm & calculated officer, Woods the charismatic and diabolical criminal. The criminal brings out the inner demon in the cop. The cop brings out the humanity in the criminal.
The two are brought together in clever fashion. Brian Dennehy is Dennis Meechum, a Los Angeles cop who moonlights as a best-selling author. His first book, an account of his experience in a near-fatal holdup that opens the film, is wildly successful. Fifteen years later, he’s penned numerous fictional and non-fictional novels, but is now struggling in churning another one out. The death of his wife, the pressures of police work, and the grind of single parenthood are stifling his creativity.
In comes James Woods as Cleve, a hitman offering Meechum a golden goose on a silver platter. He will give him his life’s work to pen, as well as incriminating evidence against crime boss David Madlock (Paul Shenar). In return is a mystery, as Cleve never reveals his true intentions. It’s clear after watching him for a while that his reasoning isn’t salvation, but salivation. He craves power and gets off on controlling others. He’s able to manipulate Dennis into this agreement after initially being handcuffed simply due to his cunning wit. He pries on emotions, using his charm to trick people into letting their guard down. He has grown tired of senseless killings, now desiring a challenge in working alongside an officer. He gets off on the impending doom.
It is Cleve’s arresting personality (pardon the pun) that leads us to believe that Meechum would take him up on his offer. He is exactly as Cleve describes him: tired and stuck in a rut. He needs inspiration and, as much as he hates to admit it, Cleve represents that. It is with hesitation that he probes the hitman for answers all the while resisting the urge to book him. This power struggle between the two is tantalizing, with director John Flynn balancing it nicely.
Thus sets up multiple sequences in which Cleve drags Meechum to his old stomping grounds. Former murder hot spots set the scene for the detective/author to illustrate, while a meeting with the criminal’s family acts as a doorway to the book’s psychological analysis. Sprinkled in throughout are hints at Cleve’s involvement in Dennis’ past and evidence to frame Madlock with. The former produces an intense fight between the two
The relationship between Cleve and Meechum plays out like it would in a pulp crime novel. Cleve appears out of the blue, saving Dennis from a fatal gunshot during a shootout. He disappears into the night, only to reappear at will. He stalks the man’s daughter, Holly (Allison Balson), convincing her (and him) that he’s a friend, not a foe. He’s able to avoid catastrophe with ease, such as evading a bomb planted in a taxi. It’s all too good to be true, the workings of a fictionalized character. This should suffer when implemented into a real-world scenario, but Larry Cohen’s script is sharp enough to avoid the pratfalls. It’s all meant to play out like this as a way of complementing Meechum’s stories.
Where the script stumbles, in turn causing the direction to suffer, is in its handling of David Madlock. He’s kept to the sidelines, which is understandable considering the true villain here is the puppet master Cleve. However, the reasoning and subsequent takedown of his operation is flimsy, leading to a half-baked finale. After sufficient build, the film sputters out dramatically.
A lot of this can be attributed to the film’s short running time. The film is only eighty-five minutes long when it could’ve done with an extra thirty. The first hour is all setup, with the finale being rushed through in order to attain the story’s purpose. More time was needed to build up Madlock as well as more info on Cleve to sink one’s teeth into. “Best Seller” is a novella that needed to be a novel.
While “Best Seller” may crash and burn, the ride up to it was smooth. Brian Dennehy and James Woods are actors whom I could watch read the phone book and be engaged, so it’d be a near impossibility for their interactions to warrant apathy. They were able to keep my attention throughout, elevating the material when it began to flounder. If only they were bolstered by a stronger third act that didn’t sacrifice their hard work in the first two.
MVT: Most definitely Brian Dennehy and James Woods. Picking just one would be a crime, as the two work as a cohesive unit here. Without the other, they would crumble (as it should be).
Make or Break: The fight between the two in the bar. Intense and perfectly encapsulates what both men represent.
Final Score: 6.5/10
Sunday, March 8, 2015
Episode #325: Bone Cop
Welcome back to the GGtMC!!!
This week the Gents cover TimeCop (1994) directed by Peter Hyams and
starring Jean Claude Van Damme and Bone (1972) directed by Larry Cohen
and starring Yaphet Kotto!!!
Direct download: ggtmc_325.mp3
Emails to midnitecinema@gmail.com
Adios!!!
Saturday, May 3, 2014
Midnite Ride #27: Bone
Welcome to another Midnite Ride!!!
Karl Brezdin and Mattsuzaka bring you coverage of Bone (1972) directed by Larry Cohen!!!
Direct download: MidniteRide_Bone.mp3
Emails to midnitecinema@gmail.com
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Wednesday, December 18, 2013
Maniac Cop (1988)
I thought about being a police
officer for a brief period of time. I’m
sure that, much like how the amount of FBI applicants rose when The X-Files became popular, this desire
sprang from a love of shows like Beretta,
Starsky And Hutch, and Hunter.
Unlike the sexier private detective characters , police (on television)
most likely wouldn’t be roughed up and intimidated by polyester-clad
goons. No, they would do the roughing
up, because that was life on the streets, baby, and you had to be tough as nails. And that’s when it dawned on me: tough as
nails, I ain’t. Watch any detective
show, and the crap these guys go through looks inordinately painful (if not at
present then certainly the day after).
There was also the requirement of being able to run after perps in
uncomfortable-looking footwear. I have
wide, flat feet, and just finding the shitty New Balance sneakers I wear around
was a task and a half. I’d hate to see
how far I would have to go to get an agreeable pair of work kicks for walking a
beat in the naked city. Naturally, I
don’t think most cops on the job go through anything even remotely approaching
the level of action of Hawaii Five-O. As a matter of fact, I tend to imagine that,
in reality, there is a ton of paperwork to fill out. I’m pretty good at paperwork, ironically
enough. I don’t love it, and I would
rather be leaning on suspects, but all things considered, it’s probably safer
than getting shot at. Okay, I definitely
should not be a police officer.
As Cassie (Jill Gatsby) is walking home from work one night, she is attacked
by a pair of vicious muggers. No
shrinking violet, Cassie manages to fend them off long enough to make a break
for it. Spotting a policeman across a
dark playground, Cassie darts for him, but her ersatz rescuer lifts her by the
throat and snaps her neck. As detective
Frank McCrae (Tom Atkins)
investigates, the victims of the Maniac
Cop (Robert Z’Dar) continue to
pile up.
The central idea behind William Lustig’s film is really
simplicity itself. In fact, it’s all
right there in the title, and this is one of the big appeals of the film: It is
plain in its intentions. This is a
quasi-Slasher about a maniac cop. It has
all of the puzzle pieces it needs, and it puts them all down in the proper
order, so the audience never completely has time or reason to question the
sillier aspects of anything that’s going on.
Add to that, good performances from solid character actors like Atkins, Bruce Campbell, and William
Smith, and the film becomes a nice bit of comfort viewing. Like a quiche at twenty-four
frames-per-second.
Of course, part of the simplicity
of why the film works also leads to its more interesting facets. At this point in time, the idea of the
vigilante cop and vigilantes in general were still very popular in cinema. The year before this film was released saw
the fourth installment in the Death Wish
series of films, and the same year as its release, the final Dirty Harry film, The Dead Pool, came out, just for two
examples. But what Maniac Cop does is turns these premises on their heads. Our antagonist still kills with impunity, but
he’s not cleaning up the streets from the scum of the Earth. No, he’s killing innocent people, and
inexorably he will turn on the brotherhood of which he at one time counted
himself a member. So, he’s sort of a
vigilante for evil (isn’t that a contradiction in terms?). Okay, you say, so he’s like every other
Slasher antagonist, hacking up people left, right, and center? Well, yes and no. He has the physical traits of a standard
slasher (imposing physique, seeming imperviousness to harm, relentless
tenacity), and his kills are set up and executed like vignettes with a gruesome
payout. But his initial victims are completely
unconnected and innocent. There is no
punishment of characters for having unmarried sex. There is no punishment of characters for
violating his territory. Cordell’s
victims are strictly victims. But what
they feel like in the terms of the film is practice for what is coming.
**POSSIBLE SPOILERS AHEAD**
**POSSIBLE SPOILERS AHEAD**
This kind of leads into another
element of the film. It is very much
concerned with ideas of betrayal. One of
our ostensible heroes is caught cheating on his estranged wife (Victoria Catlin) with our female lead (Laurene Landon). He is then accused of being the maniac cop,
thus creating a faux betrayal of the brotherhood of police. Cordell’s friend Sally (Sheree North) actually does betray the police, though she initially
has good intentions in what she does.
Cordell himself is a victim of betrayal by the police he had counted as
his brothers (though he was reputedly a bit of a gunslinger even before his
ordeal). But more than all that, at its
core, Maniac Cop is about the
betrayal of the public trust (see how it’s all right there in the title?). This is developed a bit in the story with a
scared citizenry shooting first and asking questions later (what Cordell was
accused of by some of his higher ups and colleagues). Yet, the filmmakers never take it all the way
to its logical conclusion, perhaps because of budget constraints, perhaps
because of genre constraints, I can’t say.
But it gets at a deeper concern
many people have. Can we really trust
the people with whom we’ve placed our security?
Who, after all, will guard the guards themselves? And how can you trust those guardians? Ideas of police brutality are tossed around, and
while the movie at the very least raises the questions, it also never really
answers them. Partly this is because to
do so would make a very good Action/Horror film into a pedantic philosophical
discussion. Partly this is because I
think Lustig, along with screenwriter/producer
Larry Cohen, has enough faith in the
audience to either know their feelings on the subject and even whether or not
they would care to consider it.
Consequently, they give the viewers the ingredients and the instructions
and leave the actual cooking up to the individual (another quiche
reference? How droll). Using straightforward direction as well as
some unobtrusive but still very impressive cinematography by Vincent J. Rabe (who only shot one
other film, unfortunately), the filmmakers produced an entertaining little film
that has something of a brain underneath, if you’re so inclined to dig that
deep. But you don’t have to in order to
enjoy it.
MVT: Lustig has always had a
very unpretentious hand behind the camera, and his direction works because it
doesn’t put on airs while simultaneously acknowledging that there is some
thought at play. It doesn’t pretend that
it’s more than it is, but it also doesn’t pretend it’s dumb.
Make Or Break: I think the
first kill scene does a fantastic job of setting up the premise and the
tone. It has an edge to it, some
unexpectedness (Cassie’s more of a badass than one would think at first blush),
and a nasty little ending. What more
could you ask of a film titled Maniac Cop?
Score: 7.25/10
Thursday, November 21, 2013
Episode #262: A Special Thirst
Welcome to another episode of the GGtMC!!!
This week Sammy was detained and couldnt make the show, which is a
shame because the films chosen were given some great conversation this
week. Large William and Tom Deja (Better in the Dark Podcast) bring you
reviews of Thirst (1979) directed by Rod Hardy and Special Effects
(1984) directed by Larry Cohen!!!
We want to thank Tom for being such a great friend and supporter of
the show over the years and we are grateful to have a genre giant in the
house!!!
Direct download: ggtmc_262.mp3
Emails to midnitecinema@gmail.com
Voicemails to 206-666-5207
Adios!!!
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