Archive for May 28th, 2013

Jean Gabin and Andre Bourvil in Claude Autant-Lara’s marvelous 1956 farce “La Traversee de Paris” (A Pig Across Paris) showing for one week in glorious restored print at Film Forum

Al Pacino and Gene Hackman in sadly underrated 1973 road movie “Scarecrow”

by Sam Juliano

May is birthday month in the Wonders in the Dark universe.  Today is Allan Fish’s landmark 40th.  Thursday, my oldest daughter Melanie turns 17, while yesterday my youngest son Jeremy celebrated his 11th.  Beyond that young Sammy turned 16 on May 15th, while Danny is now 14 as of May 17th.  Thanks again are in order for the incomparable Dee Dee, who provided yet another holiday banner on the sidebar, reminding readers of Memorial Day.

The western polling will continue until the 1st of August, at which point tabulation will be completed and essay assignments will be reserved.  Six ballots have been submitted to this point, with a number of others promised after viewings and re-viewings are managed by some of the enthusiastic participants.

The Cannes Festival concluded with the announcement that the French film La Vie d’Adele (Blue is the Warmest Color) was crowned Palme d’Or winner.  An emotional drama about a love affair between two women, La Vie was directed by the Tunisian Abdellatif Kechiche.  WitD friend Craig Kennedy was there for the entire festival, reporting back with a batch of reviews, including a glowing one on the Palme d’Or winner.  Here are the winners: (more…)

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Tel Book 2

by Allan Fish

(USA 1971 88m) DVD1

The searching white lights of Moo

p  Merwin A.Bloch  d/w  Nelson Lynn  ph  Leon Perer  ed  Ian Saltzberg  m  Nate Sassover  art  Jim Taylor

Sarah Kennedy (Alice), Norman Rose (John Smith), Barry Morse (Har Poon), Jill Clayburgh (girl with mask), Ultra Violet (Miss Whiplash), William Hickey (man in bed), James Harder (caller #1), David Dozer (caller #2), Lucy Lee Flippin (caller #3), Dolph Sweet (caller #4), Ondine (narrator),

Just reading the synopsis of Nelson Lynn’s film made me smile.  The initial recollection was of that Python sketch about the world’s funniest joke; the one we never actually heard more than the first line of, but which proved as fatal in wartime as the worst mustard gas.  Here we have a girl in Manhattan, an everyday 18 year old chick; no brains, little in the way of anything really, except perhaps a nice figure.  She’s relaxing in her apartment when, while trying to sleep, she receives a phone call…

Today it’d probably be a cold-caller, that tell-tale background noise of a call centre prompting a replacement of the receiver before they’ve had a chance to say anything.  For our girl Alice though, it’s the call of a lifetime.  She is the recipient of the world’s greatest ever dirty phone call, one that gets her so aroused and so ecstatic that she just has to track down the caller.  He tells her to look him up, he’s in the directory.  His name is John Smith, so she calls up every John Smith she can find trying to find out which one he is, with initially no success.  Her quest takes her to the set of a stag movie directed by and starring the ageing Har Poon (a hilarious Barry Morse, humping away in his boxers and socks, while a bevy of naked beauties writhe all over him).  (more…)

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