BODY FEVER (1969) **

Ray Dennis Steckler stars as a down on his luck private eye who’s hiding out from finance companies coming to collect on his many debts.  He gets a job from some shady customers to find a cat burglar (Steckler’s real-life wife and frequent leading lady, Carolyn Brandt) who ripped off a sweaty underworld boss (Bernard Fein).  Once Steckler finally tracks her down, she offers to cut him in for half of the stolen loot.  

Body Fever resembles a “real” movie, which is more than I can say for many other Steckler joints.  However, that ramshackle homemade quality is usually the most endearing aspect of his films.  As it is, it’s a relatively straightforward, albeit completely forgettable throwback to the detective genre of the ‘40s and ‘50s.

Steckler must’ve thought his performance was noteworthy because he is billed under his real name and not his usual “Cash Flagg” pseudonym.  He is sorely miscast as a hardboiled private detective, but his goofy aloofness at the very least makes the cliched detective sequences watchable.  Al Adamson regular Gary Kent also appears as a tough guy, as does Coleman Francis, who has a bit part.  (Legend has it, he was added to the cast after production wrapped when Steckler found Francis lying drunk and broke in the gutter.)  

If anything, Body Fever is proof that Steckler could produce a competently put-together movie.  It’s just that without a Z grade premise or title (as was the case with The Incredibly Strange Creatures Who Stopped Living and Became Mixed-Up Zombies), it’s all rather forgettable.  The occasional glimpse of nudity portends Steckler’s eventual career turn into porn.  It definitely needed more than a few quick snippets of skin to elevate it into something recommended, but as far as Steckler’s films go, you can do a whole lot worse.

AKA:  Super Cool.  AKA:  Deadlocked.  AKA:  The Last Original B Movie.

BLADE: THE IRON CROSS (2020) **

Blade:  The Iron Cross was made as part of Charles Band’s “Deadly 10”, a series of crowdsourced movies, most of which were sequels and/or spin-offs to films from Band’s Full Moon Features.  This one is a spin-off from Band’s durable Puppet Master franchise, focusing on Blade, the pint-sized, white-faced, hook-handed psycho puppet.  

During the final days of WWII, the Nazis begin experimenting with a serum that turns soldiers into zombies.  (The stuff in the syringe looks an awful lot like Herbert West’s green juice from Re-Animator.)  Meanwhile, a psychic reporter (Tania Fox), who can see a story before it happens, is on the trail of the dead bodies the Nazis leave in their wake.  Thanks to her psychic link to the killer puppet Blade, she just might be able to bring the Nazis down once and for all.

The stuff with the psychic reporter isn’t bad.  It just feels out of place in a Puppet Master movie.  I know they were probably trying to give this one a different flavor than the other films in the series, but it doesn’t quite click.  

Likewise, the stuff with the zombies feels like it came out of another movie entirely, and the subplot with our heroine having a psychic connection to Blade every time he kills is half-baked at best.  It often feels like a mishmash of ideas strung together to achieve a seventy-minute running time.  Some of these moments work better than others (the make-up on the zombies is decent), although nothing really gels.  Thanks to the everything but the kitchen sink approach, it leaves little time for Blade to do his thing, which will probably come as a disappointment to many Puppet Master fans.  

The German accents on the Nazis are awful and the acting is pretty poor for the most part.  Fox isn’t a bad leading lady for this sort of thing, but she has a lot more chemistry with a wooden puppet than with her flesh and blood co-stars.  She also gets a completely gratuitous topless scene, in which she bathes in front of Blade as well as a nude torture scene.  Overall, Blade:  The Iron Cross is a big comedown from Puppet Master:  The Littlest Reich, but it’s far from the worst Puppet Master flick, that’s for sure.    

THE MCPHERSON TAPE (1989) * ½

I give The McPherson Tape credit for being an early example of a Found Footage horror movie.  However, like most films of the genre, it’s a chore to watch.  In most of these things, it feels like you’re watching someone else’s home movies.  Well, this one starts exactly like someone else’s home movie with a guy filming his five-year-old niece’s birthday party.  Eventually, he and his brothers go stumbling around in the woods with his camcorder and run afoul of visitors from another planet.  

The opening crawl lets us know that the tape contains footage of an extraterrestrial encounter.  The filmmakers do their best to mimic what such an encounter would look like with the obvious low budget and low-tech materials on hand.  However, the fatal flaw remains:  If this really was the first solid evidence of beings from outer space, would you really sit through all the shit with the little kid opening her birthday presents, blowing out her candles, her uncle futzing around in the dark trying to fix the fuse box, and long scenes of people wandering around in the dark, or would you cut all that unnecessary shit out and just get right to the aliens?  I don’t know about you, but any movie that not only features a game of Go Fish in real time, but has a part where grandma has to EXPLAIN the rules of Go Fish is damn near insufferable.

I will say that the running time is scant (it’s only sixty-three minutes long), which helps The McPherson Tape go down a little smoother than some of the latter-day entries in the subgenre.  What isn’t smooth is the atrocious herky-jerky shaky-cam camerawork, which is among the worst I have seen in a Found Footage flick.  I mean if you’re gonna film man’s first contact with a UFO, you’d think you’d at least TRY to keep the camera still long enough to get a good look at them, but no.  Another problem inherent in the genre is that a lot of scenes revolve around the annoying characters yelling obscenities at one another for minutes on end.  These sequences get old fast and not even the occasional random alien cameo (Shyamalan must’ve watched this before making Signs) can do much to help rescue The McPherson Tape from the lower rungs of the genre.

AKA:  UFO Abduction. 

REDEEMER (2014) ****

Marko Zaror is a force to be reckoned with in this excellent DTV actioner.  In fact, the pre-title sequence kicks more ass in the first five minutes than most DTV flicks do in their entire running time.  Much to my complete delight, it only got better from there. 

Zaror plays a man with a mysterious past who likes to hang out in churches and answer the prayers of the poor and the desperate.  Lucky for the audience, the parishioners are usually praying for revenge and/or hoping their mortal enemies will be beaten to a pulp.  Zaror is only more than happy to act on their behalf as an avenging angel.  Eventually, he runs afoul of some nasty drug dealers and naturally, Zaror has got to beat the bejabbers out of some baddies.

Zaror was also the fight choreographer, which is a fancy way of saying he just told the director, “Start the camera.  I’m about to kick some serious ass.”  There’s a plethora of great fight sequences here, most of which feature Zaror handing somebody’s ass to them.  Notable weapons include a fishhook and an outboard motor.  

Zaror is a great leading man and all, but Noah Segan (who also produced) just about steals the movie as the villain.  He tosses off dozens of hilarious throwaway lines (probably ab-libbed) and has a unique energy that sets him apart from the typical bad guys found in these films.  His presence makes even the most seemingly cliché scenes feel refreshing.  My favorite bit comes when he sits on a couch surrounded by henchmen and wonders why all these badasses have cool nicknames.  He then tries to think of a cool nickname for himself instead of focusing on the matter at hand, which leads to hilarity.  

The whole movie is like that though.  It’s always a lot better than you expect.  Even though it’s essentially the same revenge plot we’ve seen before, it’s done in a much more energetic and fresh way that makes it a true gem of the genre.

Many action beats take cues from the John Wick films as they are full of long takes, violent confrontations, crisp camerawork, and concise editing.  It also contains one of the best henchman fights I have seen in some time (and I’m not even referring to the big brawl with the main henchman that occurs later in the film).  Sure, it may have a few too many obvious CGI blood squibs, but that in no way detracts from the mayhem.  

For action movie fans, Redeemer is a must see.

COSMIC SIN (2021) ½ *

This is another Bruce Willis DTV flick.  Unlike the usual down-to-earth actioners he’s been cranking out, it’s a sci-fi/horror hybrid.  It’s sort of a mix between Doom and Ghosts of Mars, and although the set-up had potential, much of it is just dreary and dull.  

In the future, man finally makes “First Contact” with alien life.  The aliens possess a couple of astronauts and turn them into space zombies who spit blood and infect others.  It’s then up to Frank Grillo and Bruce Willis to stop them.  

Cosmic Sin isn’t one of those Emmett/Furla productions Bruce has been starring in lately.  Even though it was made by a different company, he does even less here than he did in many of those cheap-ass movies.  He’s in it for a little bit in the beginning, but his character conveniently disappears for a good chunk of the running time once the action switches over to a forest planet.  Grillo gets the shorter end of the stick, if you can believe it, as he spends half the movie drifting alone in space.  But hey, anything to keep him from interacting with the other actors, right?

Some amusement can be had from spotting the clever editing used in the early scenes to make it look like Willis and Grillo are in the same scene together (they never appear on screen at the same time), but that can only carry this inept sci-fi slog but so far.  Willis does appear alongside his other co-stars, Corey Large (who also wrote and produced) and Brandon Thomas Lee (the son of Tommy Lee and Pamela Anderson Lee!), if only fleetingly.

This has to rank as Bruce’s worst.  I mean stuff like Color of Night is bad, but at least it’s got style.  This looks chintzy and haphazardly put together.  It makes Asylum movies look like blockbusters in comparison.  While the initial standoff between the humans and aliens is OK, it quickly goes into the shitter and never looks back.  I was hoping that once Bruce and Frank hopped into their snazzy mech suits (they look like a cross between the suits in G.I. Joe:  The Rise of Cobra and Edge of Tomorrow), the show would finally get on the road, but once the dramatic focus shifts to the supporting non-stars in the cast, Cosmic Sin becomes a cosmic bore.  

THE SUICIDE SQUAD (2021) ** ½

The Suicide Squad is pretty much what you'd expect a hard-R DC movie from director James Gunn would look like.  That’s not exactly a bad thing.  It’s foul-mouthed, gory, and glib, but it’s sorely missing the heart that made his Marvel franchise, Guardians of the Galaxy so much fun.  

Led by Bloodsport (Idris Elba), the new team of Suicide Squad members land on a small island to dispose a power mad general.  Turns out, he has an extraterrestrial entity on the island that he plans to use to threaten the globe.  It’s then up to the Squad to take it out.  

The Suicide Squad is basically a big-budget version of The Specials (which was also written by Gunn) as it's full of B (and C… and D) grade superheroes with really lame superpowers.  Some of the characters are fun, if one-note (like Nathan Fillion’s “TDK”), but that’s OK because many of them don’t stick around for too long.  There are a few returning cast members that still feel like they’re a part of the old guard, although they aren’t really given a whole lot to do.  You would think Margot Robbie’s Harley Quinn would be a natural fit for Gunn's writing style, although somehow, she kinda falls flat.  Elba makes for a solid, if unspectacular lead, and carries the movie capably enough.  

The standouts are John Cena and Sylvester Stallone.  Cena’s Peacemaker is a riot as he strives for world peace and “doesn’t care how many women and children he has to kill” to get it.  (Basically, he’s a shitty douchebag Captain America.)  Cena was unmemorable in F9, but his special brand of dorky machismo fits the character like a glove.  Stallone’s King Shark is basically the Groot stand-in, a loveable monosyllabic monster voiced by a cool action hero.  He steals most of the scenes he’s in.  You’ll just wish it was worth stealing.

The action is kind of ordinary too.  The camerawork is less than optimal, and the choreography is unmemorable.  Being a Gunn movie, the carnage is often accompanied by old pop songs.  The selection offers a few bangers, but it’s not a patch on the quality needle drops in the Guardians movies.  

Overall, The Suicide Squad is definitely a step down from David Ayer’s perfectly acceptable, but thoroughly unremarkable original.  Despite being mostly entertained, but slightly disappointed, I still have to give props to a big budget comic book movie that contains such a loving homage to Warning from Space.  You don’t see that every day.

SPACE JAM: A NEW LEGACY (2021) ** ½

We didn’t really need a twenty-five-years later sequel to Space Jam, but we got one anyway.  The original was fine for what it was, a goofy kids movie.  I guess the best thing that can be said about the new one is that it offers up about the same amount of entertainment value.  Do I wish they made better use of the classic Looney Tunes characters?  Sure.  However, as far as twenty-five-years later sequels go, you could do a lot worse.

Al G. Rhythm (Don Cheadle) is the creator of the Warner Brothers’ “Serververse” that houses all the studio’s characters.  He selects LeBron James to be the face of the Serververse, and when he refuses, Al kidnaps his kid and makes him play basketball against his old man.  The kid’s a video game wizard, so he and his team use power-ups and combos to rack up points.  James just has, you know, the Looney Tunes gang at his disposal, so he eventually has to beat his son at his own game.  

Yes, Space Jam:  A New Legacy is basically a dumb kids movie, but there are moments that flirt with putting it over the top, even though it never quite gets there.  On the plus side, Daffy Duck gets all the best lines, even if they aren’t exactly laugh out loud funny.  The most fun sequence comes when James and Bugs Bunny rescue the Looney Tunes from various Warner Bros. worlds.  There’s just something about seeing the Tunes interacting with characters from Mad Max:  Fury Road, Austin Powers, and Casablanca that was enough to put a smile on my face.  It’s also cool seeing all the Warner Bros. characters making cameos in the stands for the big basketball game.  It’s basically Ready Basketball Player One.  (Although I would’ve thought that since this one takes place in a computer, they would’ve called it Cyberspace Jam instead of Space Jam:  A New Legacy, but what do I know?)  Speaking of cameos, there’s at least one really funny celebrity cameo that’s almost worth the price of admission.

Admittedly, the basketball stuff is the worst part, and the father/son drama is weak too, as LeBron is a slightly worse actor than Michael Jordan.  Cheadle does what he can with the villain role, although it’s not much.  It might not have mattered so much if Bugs and the gang had a bigger part, because ultimately there was just way too much LeBron and not enough Looney Tunes for me.  

That said, it’s not bad, if a bit overlong.  It was pretty much torn to shreds by critics, but I think it’s slightly better than many gave it credit for.  I liked that the algorithm is the villain, which makes sense.  I mean every time my wife and kid watch something on a streaming service my algorithm gets messed up, so I can feel that.  It also takes balls (no pun intended) to essentially use the studio as the villain as it ruthlessly exploits its own IP for its own sinister purposes.  The cruelest thing the algorithm does is needlessly give the classic looking characters a CGI facelift, which is just plain mean if you ask me.  (Once he is turned into a “realistic” bunny, Bugs says, “Of course you know, this means war!”)  

Also, some kind of award has to be given to whoever was in charge of putting the WB characters in the stands.  I mean, you kind of expect to see Fred Flintstone, Batman, The Mask, and King Kong in the bleachers.  However, I’d like to shake whoever’s had who put the nun from Ken Russell’s The Devils at center court.  Whatever else is clunky and half-baked about the movie, it deserves an extra Half-Star just for that.  (According to IMDb, it’s supposed to be The Nun, but it looks a lot more like the hunchbacked Vanessa Redgrave from The Devils than the twisted sister from the Conjuring movies.)