Monday, March 25, 2019

Review 2019-04 War Between The Planets (1966)





Director:
 Antonio Margheriti (as Anthony Dawson)
Writers:
 Ivan Reiner (story), Renato Moretti (story) (as Ralph Moody) | 2 more credits »
Stars:


Synopsis:
Natural disasters on Earth connected to equally disturbing activities on Space Station Gamma One lead scientists to believe it is something in space causing the problems and dispatches their best to deal with it.
Review:
Spaghetti Westerns were a big hit, because they were gritty, dirty, and as flawed as the characters in them. They made the expansion into the west look like dirty and hard business which is what it was like. So what would they bring to space travel and our future? In this case they made a great pizza but either forgot the cheese, or something gave us more than you can digest. To simplify all of it, you could say that this is like some very poorly executed parody of something a lot better, but I don’t think they ever knew that. Take it from me, you have been warned.

This was a hard one to watch, but not because of the usual stuff. This was so boring that I found myself wishing someone would be killed by some big incredibly fake looking rubber monster. What do we get? A space suit synchronized swimming production from a 50’s musical. I wouldn’t be shocked if they set up another scene featuring the cast on roller skates. The worst part of the space swim scene was the absurdity of the science, or rather lack thereof, because our poor intrepid space pioneers were knocked off the space station by a Space Wind. That’s right; I said a wind in space which is impossible, and a point made by everyone on screen.
The premise of this mess disguised as a Sci-Fi extravaganza is some crap going on out in space causing a bunch of natural disasters on the Earth, like earthquakes and floods, the usual act of God type stuff. The big General of the Space Command sends our big hero Commander Jackson, the boss of Gamma One, their biggest and best space station, to find the problem and fix it or blow it up. From a production and plot perspective the latter is easiest and good for the SFX Department. We sure know they didn’t blow the budget on the city or space port scenes. I’m pretty sure they just used models and parts from The Wild Wild Planet.

They don’t have a real reason for it, but the General in charge is convinced the problems on Earth are being caused by something in space. Despite a total lack of evidence it turns out the General is right. Commander Jackson and his team are out checking on an outpost and find it is no longer where it is supposed to be. In its place they find a very large red asteroid or rogue planet emitting strange plumes of green gas like it’s the rectum of our solar system (sorry L.A.). We never find out what is ‘behind’ the attack on Earth, and we don’t even get to see how this space ass is related to any of the stuff happening on the Earth. They make the occasional vague reference as to what might be controlling it, but we get nothing else. I’m sure that any more information would constitute a complicated re-write, and this plot is fragile enough with plot holes you could fly an Imperial Star Cruiser through; whatever the hell that is?
The Commander and his team realize they have to destroy or blow up this rogue planet which creates an opportunity for them to jump out and go down to the surface. It looks like a volcanic surface with vents that look a lot like cystic acne with noodles sticking out of them. You can just imagine what the marketing must have been for this one and I’m sure at some point they expected the wonder it will inspire as in I wonder why I paid to watch this stuff. But if you are old enough to remember a time without VCRs, then you also will remember a time when you would watch this sort of junk as a welcome relief to more adult leaning material. If you’re a millennial, I don’t know how you’d make it thought this one with eventually shifting to your phone where you can look up all sorts of interesting stuff like what the weather is anywhere but here, or look up some stock quotes. It doesn’t have to be great to be better than this to take your mind off it.
As per usual in these sorts of films we get to the point where the big hero gets to be the hero. This one is a bit different though. Commander Jackson never really does anything. That is except for synchro space swimming where there are 3 guys floating around to their death, and he managers to same two of them. I don’t think he gave much thought to the one that got away. That is sort of the theme here. Be a hero but not a really good one. Just good enough is our lesson from the future. Normally these stories are supposed to make us excited for a bright future, but we might want to give this one a pass.
Lessons Learned:
·       Most natural disasters are caused by space stuff.
·       Space heroes got girl troubles lust like everyone else.
·       The space wind is real, and it is not from Mr. Spock farting.
·       Space lava or gelatin? – They are both deadly.
·        You can save water in your space shower by showering with a friend, preferably a command officer.

Friday, March 1, 2019

Review 2019-03 Mesa of Lost Women (1953)







Directors:
Writer:
 Herbert Tevos (written for the screen by)
Stars:


Synopsis:
          A couple stumbles out of the Mexican desert and recall their tale of an evil doctor and his collection of deadly spider women and evil dwarfs.

Review:
          This is a tough one, but not all is lost. The good news is that it’s only 69 minutes, but the bad news is that it is 69 minutes of your life you will never get back. Have no fear because I have made the great sacrifice for you. Typically, I have to watch these things 3 or 4 times to write these reviews. I usually enjoy them a lot more than you’d think; just not this time. If this had been stretched out tot the usual 90 minutes, I think there would be some justification for a class action lawsuit provided enough people survived watching it through to the end. I seriously doubt that the numbers would warrant it.

          So… like the synopsis says, our show opens with a couple stumbling across a barren desert until a survey team rescues them. It’s a good thing too, because the woman is wearing heels and a past the knee length skirt neither of which was intended for hiking through the desert. But, the joke is on us because what we are seeing is actually the end of our story. It is their survival and eventual telling of the story, which is sort of strange considering when the flash back begins, it is told from some unknown narrator not in the film. Enter Dr. Leland Masterson.
          The narrator tells us when it comes to specializing in research; Masterson is the man, for now. I have to admit he seems interesting at first while providing us some nice little nuggets of exposition, but then he starts telling us stuff we didn’t need or want to know. It turns out Dr. Aranya is very interested in the pituitary gland and hormones, and so much so, that it makes me think this was developed for the drive-in crowd where hormones rule. As per usual the Dr. shows Masterson a girl spider, a few evil looking dwarfs, (what’s with evil scientists hanging out with dwarfs all the time?) and a bunch of hot spider/chick hybrids so we can see how busy he’s been. I know they are part spider, but they still look all girl and you don’t see many spiders with a rack like that (I’m sure some purvey producer suggested eight boobs).

          We find out that after turning down Aranya for some sort of evil doctor fellowship and having him say he can’t leave alive, we find out Masterson has been in an asylum for the last year. Masterson manages to escape from the asylum in style. He gets out by making a make shift rope out of his bed linen so he can go out through the window just like in a cartoon and just as impractical. After getting loose he makes a beeline to the nearest bar to get a drink and finds company in a pair of newlyweds in town due to plane trouble. The local entertainment turns out to be a spider/chick from Aranya’s clubhouse and Masterson shoots her during her dance. Then he takes them all hostage including his nurse George from the asylum who had been hot on his trail.

          Once Masterson finds out the newlyweds have a plane he demands they all go to it because he wants to fly.  There we get to meet Grant again, the other half of our desert survivors from the opening. Grant tells them he’s still having trouble with one of the engines and the plane can’t fly, but Masterson’s Colt .45 says different. With sirens blaring in the background they all climb aboard preferring a fiery crash in the desert to a bullet in the back. So with such subtle foreshadowing those of you more perceptive than a 3 year old can guess there’s going to be a crash on top of a mesa as mentioned in the tittle.

          No point in dragging it out much longer, they crash land on the same mesa the story started on. Masterson is so nuts, he doesn’t recognize the place he was on before, or he isn’t telling anyone about it. One interesting thing you’ll see from time to time in the film are curious close-ups that seem out of place. I don’t mean gratuitous boob shots or giant spiders. I mean these really strange close-ups where the backdrop doesn’t match the scene Some times it seems like they are there like a buffer between shots, but other times it seems they hold a bit too long like they were added for time. At 69 minutes running time, that’s a real possibility.

          A very strange and confusing part of the final 3rd of the film is the way we keep cutting back to Dr. Aranya and his thugs updating him on the progress of the crash survivors. At one point he seems to think they’re all acting in accordance with some elaborate plan he had no idea about until they crashed. The newlywed’s faithful man servant Woo seems to be on Aranya’s payroll as he reports to him faithfully before he sets the spider chicks on him. That’s a hell of a Double D severance package. I almost cheered when those chicks went after him so we wouldn’t have to hear any more of his fortune cookie proverbs, “For every man there is a day to be born and a day to die.” Woo is great at philosophizing the obvious in a very corny deliberate slow Kung Fu style so much that even Master Po would call bullshit on.
          I won’t spoil the ending for you, mostly because I don’t think I can since we started with the ending. I’ll say this much though, you won’t like it. Perhaps you might remember as a kid when you went to see a great movie, and thought the ending was great you were so sad it was over. This isn’t one of those movies. This is more like surviving some sort of horrible experience that everyone wants to say they were part of, but no one wants to go. Take a chance to be one of the few survivors.

Lessons Learned:
·       If you meet a chick named Tarantella you should keep looking.
·       Film Editors are real important.
·       The desert is barren and unforgiving except on top of the mesa covered in lush vegetation and spider/chicks.
·       Modern dance is alive and thriving in small Mexican towns.
·       Mi mesa, es su mesa.