Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Red Dawn (1984) review


 

RED DAWN 1984

Patrick Swayze (Jed), Charlie Sheen (Matt), C. Thomas Howell (Robert), Lea Thompson (Erica), Jennifer Grey (Toni), Darren Dalton (Daryl), Brad Savage (Danny), Doug Toby (Aardvark), Ben Johnson (Mr. Mason), Harry Dean Stanton (Mr. Eckert), Ron O'Neal (Colonel Ernesto Bella), William Smith (Strelnikov), Powers Booth (Lieutenant Colonel Andy Tanner)

Directed by John Milius

The Short Version: It's America vs. Russia. Freedom vs. Communism in Milius's macho 'What If' interpretation of WWIII enacted on these shores, and centered on a small Colorado town. At its core, RED DAWN is a Coming of Age tale told through the gun barrels of high school kids turned guerrillas against Soviet, and Latin American enemies chomping at the bit to trample the land of the free, and the home of the brave. An entertaining macho fantasy, the film resonates more today than it did back then. Notable for featuring a lot of future movie stars, and for being the first film released bearing the PG-13 rating. If you're a survivalist; or ever collected Soldier of Fortune magazine; or yearn for the better days of the 1980s, RED DAWN most likely holds a special place in your red, white, and blue heart.


The Soviet Union and their Latin American allies invade the United States of America capturing and executing people left and right in a bid to take the entire country. A small band of Colorado high school students scrape together as many supplies and guns as they can, head for the wilderness and form a resistance, using guerrilla tactics against the foreign occupation.


Movies are often reflections of the time periods in which they are made. RED DAWN is one such picture. The United States of America was in a very robust, influential position as the leading Super Power in the world. Bolstered by a strong economy and formidable military, an invasion by an enemy threat was highly unlikely, but not impossible. Like any classic tale of good and evil, every hero needs its villain, and America's was the Soviet Union. The Cold War was heating up between them, and the fear of a nuclear assault was ever present via heavy bombardment from media outlets and propagandists at home and abroad. Sensing singing cash registers in their heads, Hollywood took full advantage to make money off of this palpable threat.


The impetus of macho bravado in the 1980s, John Milius amassed his entire 'hairy man' arsenal to deliver a violent, melodramatic account of American patriotism doubling as a coming of age tale; and with a touch of the Old West thrown in for good measure. Milius's 'What If' scenario toys with the country's perceived invincibility (something that would ultimately be taken for granted by the new millennium); centering on a group of Colorado high school students combating a growing insurgency that has, as per Powers Booth's dialog, stretched beyond the US, and onto a global scale. Naming their group 'Wolverines' -- so named for their high school football team -- this band of kids and young adults prove to be fearsome opponents for the Russian and Cuban adversaries. To underestimate an enemy is to welcome defeat. The bad guys expect the military to retaliate, but not the populace; and especially not with the level of ferocity they bring.


The cast is a perfect blend of young up and coming stars and seasoned veterans. Performances are all fairly strong considering the cast is rather large, although not everybody gets a lot of time to flex their acting muscles. It doesn't really matter that much as this is a fairly linear action story about a ragtag band of freedom fighters versus an evil invading empire (which is how the Russians were described at the time) attempting to take everything dear to them, including their lives in some cases. Not all the youngsters wish to fight, though; fear prevents them from initially defending themselves. It's only after they witness family members gunned down by firing squad that they all make the decision to fight for their homeland. In time, these youthful warriors adopt, rather proficiently, a survivalist mentality, ultimately outsmarting the invaders. Milius, ever the master of movie martyrdom, devises some heroic exits for his cast, too.


Patrick Swayze is the leader of the pack. A major 80s heartthrob, Swayze was an extremely versatile actor. He wasn't solely an action star. He differentiated himself from the likes of Stallone and Eastwood by headlining dramas in addition to action vehicles. Men wanted to be him, and women wanted to be WITH him. He wasn't a big guy, but he could press a few hundred pounds of charisma. Some of his action films include UNCOMMON VALOR (1983), STEEL DAWN (1987), ROAD HOUSE (1989), and BLACK DOG (1998).


Before he became a SOUL MAN (1986), C. Thomas Howell was a Wolverine. His character is arguably the most interesting of this Wild Bunch. There's an early sequence where he's hunting with Swayze and Sheen. He gets his first kill and Swayze tells him he has to drink the blood of the deer to absorb its spirit -- apparently taken from Native American rites of passage. Charlie Sheen follows that up with the statement that after drinking the blood, something about him will change. This proves prophetic as Howell's character definitely undergoes a transformation. He turns from a young high school kid to a hard-hearted killing machine.

Ron O'Neal, SUPER FLY (1972) himself, plays the Latin American invader, Colonel Bella. He, too, is a bit of a complicated character. He's the only one of the bad guys written with a modicum of sympathetic characteristics. By the end of the movie, he, too -- like Howell's character -- undergoes a change. Ron was also seen in the talky, pretentious THE MASTER GUNFIGHTER (1975); the Chuck Norris actioner A FORCE OF ONE (1979); and the time travel adventure, THE FINAL COUNTDOWN (1980).

A Milius movie with William Smith is almost too much macho for one film to handle, even with Smith playing the supporting role of the Russian commander Strelnikov. Smith spoke Russian (and a few others), so this role fit him like a glove. Playing good guys and bad guys in hundreds of movies and TV shows, Smith has starred in movies like RUN, ANGEL, RUN (1969), THE LOSERS (1970), HAMMER (1972), INVASION OF THE BEE GIRLS (1973), GRAVE OF THE VAMPIRE (1974), BOSS NIGGER (1975), HOLLYWOOD MAN (1976), ANY WHICH WAY YOU CAN (1980), CONAN THE BARBARIAN (1982), RUMBLE FISH (1983), and EYE OF THE TIGER (1986).

Not everybody saw RED DAWN as escapist entertainment with patriotic leanings. In discussing RED DAWN, it's virtually impossible to do so without bringing politics into it. It's one of those movies that bothered leftists and communists back then (the latter call themselves progressives today), and that sentiment continues three decades running.


Certain critics laughed it off as right-wing hysteria, or propaganda as they always do for anything remotely pro-America. It was the 1980s, after all. It was a great time for the country. The economy was rebounding in a massive way after a disastrous downturn from the Carter administration. Money and jobs were in abundance, and the populace enjoyed a great sense of safety that is all but non-existent in today's climate. With that feeling of security, what better time to play with public sensibilities while simultaneously emboldening the patriotic spirit of the audience. Milius's intention with this movie was to show what COULD happen. Again, this was a film to stir an emotional response in its viewers and entertain them for two hours. To look at RED DAWN for its historical significance, at that time, such an invasion was preposterous, but in the America of today, it doesn't seem all that far-fetched.



With a booming economy, the right leader at the country's helm, an imposing adversary in the form of Russia's Communist regime, and the nuclear arms race at the center, films about the outbreak of nuclear war, or, as RED DAWN depicts, a national invasion, were ripe for the making. In early 1982, a miniseries titled WORLD WAR III premiered on network television. It remains mostly a forgotten artifact; it's of note mostly because the original director, Boris Sagal, was killed three days into filming after he accidentally walked into the rear rotary blade of the helicopter he stepped out of.


In 1983, another Made For TV film, THE DAY AFTER, was a response to the nuclear threat. I remember we were in school, and were shown the film in class one day. Needless to say, it scared the hell out of all of us. It was like a horror movie with the worst parts being the aftermath as opposed to the initial bombings. RED DAWN had a similar reaction to us kids that saw it at a very young age.


Other films confronted foreign threats of one sort or the other; two of the most well known chest-thumpers being INVASION USA (1985) and ROCKY IV (1985). The former was the ultra-violent comic book version of RED DAWN while the latter was among the biggest hits of both Sylvester Stallone and the decade; not to mention one of the prime examples of the 80s born and bred USA vs. Russia schematic.


A limp-wristed remake of John Milius's original surfaced in 2012. To compare the two eras and films, one can surmise by the current lowly state of the country. For example, the original villains of the 2012 piece were the Chinese. In a bid to not offend them (they do own a great deal of our debt, mind you), a lot of digital enhancement was utilized to turn everything Chinese into everything Korean. Yes, the PC Rangers once more rode in on their high-horses as they often do these days. On another note, this remake was shot in 2009 and remained on a shelf for three years. 

Basil Poledouris is perfectly chosen, and once again composes an heroic score. His cues for RED DAWN range from militaristic marches, to stirring action pieces. The opening theme is a soaring, yet ominous cue that sums up the mood of the film; while the fast-paced end theme is a rousing coda to those who fought and died throughout the films 114 battle-hardened minutes.


RED DAWN still holds up remarkably well today; mostly because it represents a better, safer time period when most people worked hard for what they owned, which only meant they'd be more inclined to fight for it. Flashing forward 30 years, its macho fantasy proclivities feel more realistic and tangible than it did back then -- reinforcing its 'What If' scenario. Taking current events of the last 10 to 14 years into consideration, RED DAWN feels less like a product of its era, than a look into a possible future for a nation that has lost some spangles in its starry banner.

This review is representative of the MGM Blu-ray.

Sunday, September 21, 2014

Prime Cut (1972) review


 

PRIME CUT 1972

Lee Marvin (Nick Devlin), Gene Hackman (Mary Ann), Sissy Spacek (Poppy), Gregory Walcott (Weenie), Angel Tomkins (Clarabelle)

Directed by Michael Ritchie

***WARNING! This review contains nudity***

The Short Version: Nihilism and misogyny are the secret ingredients in Michael Ritchie's slow-cooked gangster opus that stretches from the mob-infested Chicago streets, to the slime lords dwelling in the Kansas flat lands. There, men are ground up into sausages to the accompaniment of an orchestral version of Skeeter Davis's 'The End of the World', and women are sold at auction for prostitution rings. You'll also see a meat-lovin' lunatic use a big weenie as an assault weapon. PRIME CUT is prime beef cooked well done.


Mob hitman Nick Devlin is hired to squeeze out Mary Ann, a Kansas CIty kingpin who not only welshed on a $500,000 debt to a Chicago crime boss, but sent his collector back in a pile of weenie sausages. This mid-western mafioso's specialty is meat -- both in a meatpacking plant and a female slavery ring. He and Devlin share a past together, and their shared animosity boils over into a violent shootout between big city enforcers and country fried mobsters.


The director of movies like THE BAD NEWS BEARS (1976), THE ISLAND (1980), FLETCH (1985) and THE GOLDEN CHILD (1986) was behind this grim, down and dirty crime opus from 1972. It's more akin to sick and twisted Euro crime trash like RICCO (1973) than anything resembling THE GODFATHER (1971). But unlike either of those two movies, PRIME CUT is marinated with a twisted sense of humor. This is evidenced right from the start during the opening credits sequence where visuals let us know that these slaughterhouse and meatpacking employees are preparing a "special order" of beef for a rival mobster in Chicago. It's this flirtation with cannibalistic cuisine that leads Lee Marvin to butt heads with beef masters, Mary Ann (Hackman) and his brother Weenie (Gregory Walcott).


When our two Tough Bastards greet each other a little over 20 minutes in, Mary Ann is scarfing down a plate full of beef tripe while a barn full of creepy men in suits ogle doped up naked women being auctioned off. Both men know one another (everybody in the mob seem to be one big dysfunctional family). They exchange words pontificating metaphorically as if the world was one big slaughterhouse. The two really do not like each other at all, and Devlin's condescending quips are as lyrically offensive as Mary Ann comparing everything to a slab of meat. This rude, crude, and socially unacceptable first reel puts PRIME CUT into perspective and the film only gets more off-kilter the more you stick with it.


Lee Marvin is in top form as the extremely confident hitman, Nick Devlin. The odds are always stacked in his favor, and virtually everybody is afraid of him aside from Mary Ann's wacko, hot dog lovin' brother, Weenie. Who else could defiantly walk into the trash palace of a guy who makes hamburger out of people who piss him off and insult everybody in the place? Playing this sort of rugged, stone cold Tough Guy was second nature to Marvin; he'd been playing them for years in westerns, war pictures, and gritty crime films such as PRIME CUT. Devlin is all business, unaffected by the veritable backwoods criminality he immerses himself in down in Kansas City. 


Gene Hackman had just come off of playing tough cop Jimmy "Popeye" Doyle in William Friedkin's THE FRENCH CONNECTION (1971), and now he was back playing sadists again, a la THE HUNTING PARTY (1971). In that latter film, Hackman had pretty much the same philosophy towards women in that they are little more than pieces of meat to be pounded and tenderized for consumption. He was a brutal sadomasochist who seemed to harbor a hatred for women that only increased when another man took his property from him. A similar scenario unfolds in PRIME CUT. There's no difference between "cow flesh and girl flesh" as he puts it. Possibly the biggest difference between both characters is that Hackman is something of a caricature of the far more serious and deplorable scumbag he essayed in THE HUNTING PARTY. To add to the bizarre nature of this movie, Hackman's name in the film is Mary Ann, and his even more demented brother answers to Weenie! And they're referred to as the pigsfoot brothers! It's never revealed why, or how he came to have this name, but likely there's a sensational reason for it. Mary Ann might be a full-fledged lunatic, but he was terribly prophetic on how Chicago would turn out.

Sissy Spacek got her first role of note in PRIME CUT. She starts out as a tragic character, but things take a decidedly uplifting turn for her once Devlin takes her away from Mary Ann's trough. Spacek was in her early 20s in this movie, but was made up to look far younger in the iconic horror film, CARRIE from 1976. For PRIME CUT, Spacek shows off her "dirty pillows" on more than on occasion, so Margaret White would not be pleased at all. She's fantastic in this picture, and it's impossible not to like that infectious smile of hers.


There's no gory scenes, yet PRIME CUT has absolutely no problem being a nauseating movie strictly by way of its tone and lack of social graces. Even the seemingly normal locals have bizarre behavioral quirks about them; and in spite of the grotesque nature of Robert Dillon's script, there's this streak of black humor branded into it. Whether it's the constant references to meat and offal, Devlin taking Poppy to a fancy restaurant wearing a see-through dress (she's naked underneath); or Weenie trying to stab Devlin with a hot dog, you can't help but snicker at this lovably revolting movie.


They don't call it the Underworld for nothing, and upside down is how society is depicted in PRIME CUT. Poppy is as innocent as people get in this movie. Just by her dialog, she's been sheltered from a society that has treated her like trash. She has this child-like mentality that's even more disturbing in that her recollections to Devlin sound innocent on the surface -- masking the reality that she's been raised as a slave and prostitute since adolescence. The more they talk, Devlin becomes a surrogate father to Poppy since she's never had one. In the depressing world Ritchie paints, you're either the man leading the cattle to slaughter, or you're the cattle.


The clash of two opposing mob factions -- one in the city, the other in the country -- is metaphorically brought together during the thresher chase. After Devlin and Poppy are saved, the metal monster gobbles up a car, spitting out the pieces wedged into bales of hay; the sprawling greenery of the fields at war with the metallic modernity of men whose guns do their talking. Moments earlier in the bizarre, surreal cow fair sequence, Mary Ann once more explains the folly of city gangsters, telling Devlin all he knows is concrete. This enormous piece of farming equipment consumes the mafia man's car -- swallows it up and shits it out. 


The crew on this independently made production do a fantastic job of turning Calgary, Alberta, Canada into a seedy mid western criminal underbelly as portrayed in what is supposed to be Kansas City, Kansas. The wide open fields, seemingly barren of human life are eerily captured in Gene Polito's camera. PRIME CUT isn't a subtle film, or one that strives for showing entrancing imagery. It wants to turn your stomach. Still, some striking imagery does make it in here; particularly a violent storm that's caught on film, and yet again, another metaphor for the carnage that's about to ensue.


Where's the beef, you ask? It's right here in Michael Ritchie's unsettling, tongue in cheek gangster thriller. Whereas THE GODFATHER is the Whopper of mafia movies, PRIME CUT is McDonald's equivalent, the Big n' Tasty of the genre. Not for vegetarians, or the easily offended, PRIME CUT is 100% USDA approved.

This review is representative of the Paramount DVD.

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