LET’S GET PHYSICAL: HEY FOLKS! IT’S INTERMISSION TIME MIXTAPE (2024) ***

FORMAT:  BLU-RAY

The fiends at the American Genre Film Archive have teamed up with the weirdos of Something Weird to bring to Blu-Ray the entire collection of the Hey Folks!  It’s Intermission Time series.  This mixtape was included on the set and it’s a breezy and fun compilation of the six volumes of intermission ads and drive-in snipes.  If you don’t have time to watch all six entries, you can check out this compilation and catch many of the highlights in just about an hour’s time. 

It’s more than just a Greatest Hits package though.  Throughout the presentation, the folks at AGFA show their mischievous side by taking their scissors to some of the commercials and concession stand ads and re-editing and redubbing them for comedic effect.  These moments kind of reminded me of the stuff they used to do on Night Flight back in the day.  I’m not saying all the jokes land, but the running gag of the local ad for “Cox Motors” cropping up at inopportune moments certainly had me laughing. 

All of this is done in good fun.  However, If this sort of thing ruffles your feathers, and you would just rather see non-stop drive-in ads and concession stand commercials in their original and unaltered form, there are still plenty of fun clips to enjoy.  (The jaw dropping short film about milk featuring a milkman and his obnoxious alien hand puppet is worth the price of admission on its own.)  Besides, there are six whole collections in the set.  If you don’t feel like watching some of the comic additions, just skip this one and dive right into the other compilations instead.  If you’re like me and are a die-hard Something Weird fan and AGFA aficionado, or if you just love these old kinds of compilations, this will be a lot of fun.  Either way, this set will be the perfect addition to your home video collection. 

REBEL MOON: PART ONE: A CHILD OF FIRE (2023) **

One of the best parts of the Star Wars phenomenon in the late ‘70s and early ‘80s was the glut of Star Wars rip-offs that were made in the wake of its success.  Sadly, we never got a resurgence of the genre when the prequels and sequels hit.  Rebel Moon began life as an official Star Wars project with Zack Snyder at the helm.  When Disney eventually passed on it, he retooled the script and took it to Netflix.  Now, the idea of a Zack Snyder Star Wars movie was promising enough, but a Zack Snyder Star Wars rip-off, in theory, should’ve had limitless possibilities.  For one, it would’ve freed him from having to acknowledge decades of lore and would’ve allowed him to do his own thing.  It’s a shame that none of it really works.

Rebel Moon is basically Seven Samurai in space.  Intergalactic fascists come to a small farming planet and demand two seasons’ worth of harvest in two months.  Instead of kowtowing to their demands, a tough farm girl named Kora (Sofia Boutella) goes out and finds some ruffians to help defend her village. 

Of course, a Seven Samurai-inspired space opera was already done as the Roger Corman-produced Battle Beyond the Stars, one of the very Star Wars rip-offs I was taking about before.  You would think this sort of thing would be in Snyder’s wheelhouse, given his knack for grand scale fights and penchant for excess.  Sadly, neither are really on display here. 

Admittedly, some of this isn't bad.  I liked the robot (voiced by Anthony Hopkins) who finds some semblance of humanity and decides to fight alongside the farmers.  I dug the variation on the old cowboy theme of taming a wild bronco, but instead of a horse, this time it’s a giant raven.  Ray Fisher also brings a few sparks late in the game as a resistance fighter who joins the cause. 

A few hallmarks of an old-fashioned Star Wars rip-off are present (there’s a cantina scene and someone brandishes fake lightsabers), however they are kind of weak.  The fact that Snyder was unbuttoned by the Star Wars mythology should’ve given him a clean slate to work with.  However, he fails to come up with a memorable lore of his own.  Also, the designs of the various creatures and spaceships are uninspired and underwhelming.  The recruiting scenes of the various antiheroes and hired guns feel rushed too.  Some of them even feel like parts from an entirely other movie that Snyder shoehorned in there (like the spider lady scene). 

Boutella is pretty bland in the lead too.  She’s capable in her action scenes, but doesn’t have the screen presence to really carry the film.  Ed Skrein is similarly bland and unmemorable as the villain. 

Like most two-parters (I’m thinking specifically of Dune), the climax is on a smaller scale and not all that satisfying.  Maybe Part Two will be better.  Then again, this one was so underwhelming, I’m not exactly sure when I’ll get around to watching the sequel. 

LET’S GET PHYSICAL: EMMANUELLE: A WORLD OF DESIRE (1994) ***

FORMAT:  VHS

Krista Allen returns as Emmanuelle in the second installment in the Emmanuelle in Space series.  In the first of three stories, Emmanuelle takes a shy alien named Theo (Timothy Di Pri) to visit a Hefner-esque media mogul.  They stay at his half-assed Playboy Mansion where he gets it on with a sexy Asian maid.  After losing his alien cherry, Theo falls for a shy stable girl and together they take a literal roll in the hay.  

The attempts at comedy fall flat (like the alien’s first clumsy pass at lovemaking), but this segment is still a lot of fun.  It’s yet another solid vehicle for the talents of Allen.  She’s incredibly sexy in this segment and appears at several scintillating sex scenes, my favorite being her steamy self-love session on a leather sofa.  

In the next story, Emmanuelle goes to Tibet to find a monk to help the aliens understand tantric sex.  This time, it’s a female crewmember who gets a chance to experience earthbound erotic pleasure.  Unlike her male counterparts, she’s a quick study and more than eager to get down with some Tibetan studs.

I’m not sure if they were trying to bridge this segment to the previous Emmanuelle series from ’93 by including Tibetan monks, but it’s a nice touch, nevertheless.  It also picks up on the carefree spirt that made the ‘70s Emmanuelle series so much fun.  Once again, Allen gets all the best scenes, including a lesbian tryst and a three-way.

In the final tale, Theo flees the spaceship and returns to Earth to be with his true love.  Emmanuelle follows him in hot pursuit.  Along the way, Emmanuelle gets sidetracked when she gets involved with some gypsies and falls for their ringleader.  

This is the weakest story, but it still has its moments.  The biggest problem is the scene where Emmanuelle receives a sensual sponge bath from two gypsy women.  This is a great set-up for a sexy sequence, but somehow Allen manages to keep her clothes on the whole time, which is disappointing.  Luckily, whenever she is front and center getting naked (which is often), things get quite hot.

Despite some missteps here and there, this is still one of the better entries in the Emmanuelle in Space saga.  There is a nice variety in the way of the couplings and the supporting cast has a heavy concentration of ethnic (mostly Asian) beauties.  The alien stuff isn’t as forced as in some of the sequels either.  Plus, there’s a lot more sex than in the first installment, which certainly helps carry it over the lulls.

AKA:  Emmanuelle in Space 2:  A World of Desire.

LET’S GET PHYSICAL: EMMANUELLE: FIRST CONTACT (1994) ** ½

FORMAT:  VHS

A year after the Sylvia Kristel Emmanuelle cable series debuted, the property was rebooted with a Sci-Fi slant.  The Emmanuelle in Space series, like the one that preceded it, was seven films long and was produced by Alain Siritzky.  As with the ’93 Emmanuelle series, it is three episodes of the TV show stitched together to make one feature.  

The first story establishes the premise of the entire show.   Aliens come to Earth seeking sex education lessons.  Lucky for them, their leader, Haffron (Paul Michael Robinson) runs into Emmanuelle (now played by Krista Allen), who knows a thing or two about sexual pleasure.  He beams her back to his spaceship and she gives him a quickie lesson.  Haffron is impressed with her skills and implores her to return to Earth to find other partners willing to show the aliens a good time.

Emmanuelle:  First Contact is far from perfect, but it helps that the Alien Seeking Sex with Earth Women subgenre is one of my favorite Skinamax subgenres.  Even if the film itself is less than (inter)stellar, the overall goofiness of the premise is endearing.  The fish-out-of-water scenes of the aliens having awkward sexual encounters are amusing enough, as are the scenes where the alien crew members don Virtual Reality headsets and watch while Emmanuelle gets it on.

The second episode has Emmanuelle taking Heffron on a cruise.  She transforms herself into another woman and tells him to come find her, stating he’ll know her by her “essence”.  After banging three women, he finally figures out who she is.

The comedy is just as sharp in this segment.  The bed-hopping scenes play like an old timey bedroom farce.  It also contains some of the same globe-hopping charm of the ‘93 Emmanuelle series as Emmanuelle and Heffron wind up in Egypt by the end of the episode.

The final segment has Emmanuelle and another alien crew member visiting her musician friend whose career has stalled because she can’t get over her ex-husband.  He seduces her and together they create beautiful music.  They claim they want to get married, but Emmanuelle knows that the relationship will never work.  She then enlists Heffron’s help to drive them apart.

This episode contains a few decent interracial scenes.  That helps give this sequence a different flavor.  It also contains some pretty funny business with Heffron trying to figure out how to use a condom.  The body-switching stuff is quite amusing too and helps to make this the best story of the three.

As with the other Emmanuelle cable series, Emmanuelle is able to change her form.  Instead of using magic perfume, she masters the art of alien mind control to alter her appearance.  It’s goofy to be sure, but it’s not nearly the dumbest thing we’ve been forced to believe in an Emmanuelle movie.  

The humor and Sci-Fi silliness of Emmanuelle:  First Contact is its chief asset.  Unfortunately, it’s lacking in the one department we watch an Emmanuelle movie for:  The sex.  While there are plenty of sex scenes to be had, many of them suffer from constant cutaways to other characters or landscapes during the action, which gets distracting.  They also contain far too much slow motion, which prevents them from getting steamy.  The poor, overly dark lighting doesn’t help matters either.

Despite all that, it’s still marginally recommended, if only to see Allen’s winning performance.  She was an excellent choice to replace Kristel and help keep the character moving forward.  Allen is a likeable presence and certainly seems game during her sex scenes.  Her winsome innocence helps to glue the uneven sequences together.  Throughout it all, she proves to be a genuinely funny comedienne in addition to a sultry Skinamax siren.

AKA:  Emmanuelle in Space:  First Contact.  AKA:  Emmanuelle:  Queen of the Galaxy.

LET’S GET PHYSICAL: LADY EMANUELLE (1989) ** ½

FORMAT:  DVD

Emanuelle (Malu) finds out her grandmother was none other than Lady Chatterley herself.  After reading granny’s diaries, it doesn’t take long for Emanuelle to become obsessed with her family legacy.  (Namely, fucking.)  She then asks a sexy writer named Leona (Micaela) to turn the diaries into a novel, much to the dismay of her asshole husband Michael (Gianni Macchia), who is anything but a romantic.  Tired of his overbearing ways, Emanuelle finds love with her writer friend who takes her on a journey of sexual discovery.  Together, they smoke a hookah and hookah up with a sexy Chinese babe, bang in a sauna, and torment her husband’s friend by forcing him to cross-dress.  Later, Leona makes her bang a bunch of dudes while she watches. Their relationship is soon threatened when Emanuelle falls in love with a younger man. 

Now, I know she isn’t really THE Emmanuelle (or even the fake Emanuelle), but the idea that Emanuelle is a descendent of Lady Chatterley is a nice enough hook to hang a fake Emanuelle Skinamax movie on.  Too bad it pretty much abandons the idea about halfway through.  It also got a little too plot-heavy for me near the end.  However, the abundance of skin makes it all go down rather smoothly. 

Most of this is fairly standard and straightforward stuff.  It also doesn’t help that many of the scenes early on tend to be a little rapey.  There is at least one amusing scene where Emanuelle and her gal pal are accosted on the beach by a roving gang of dirt bike-riding hooligans.  Also, the couplings are on the samey side as Emanuelle is either banging her hubby or Leona for the first two acts.  Luckily, once her lesbian lover makes her bang other dudes for fodder for her next book, things spice up a bit.  

Sure, there’s probably too much plot coming down the homestretch when the movie probably needed more humping, but it's mostly enjoyable.  On the plus side, we get a pretty funny scene where Leona seduces Emanuelle using a pair of chopsticks.  I can honestly say I have never seen that before in a Skinamax movie, so… ** ½. 

DURAN DURAN: THERE’S SOMETHING YOU SHOULD KNOW (2019) ***

Duran Duran:  There’s Something You Should Know is a breezy, short, and snappy documentary about the best band of the ‘80s.  Filled with candid interviews with the band members, old and new concert footage, scenes of the group on tour, getting mobbed by teenage girls, and of course, snippets from their iconic music videos, this is a fine “play the hits” look at the band.  Fans looking for something that scratches deeper than the surface may be a little disappointed.  Still, for a die-hard like me, it worked as a fun little trip down memory lane. 

The best scenes focus on the formation of the group.  I especially loved the bit where they reunite and sit in their first “tour bus” (a cramped sports car) and listen to their old demos.  It’s equally cool seeing Simon Le Bon returning to his old church and listening to old records of him as a choir boy.  The band’s whirlwind rise to superstardom is charted and highlighted by selections of some of their best songs.  After their record-setting Seven and the Ragged Tiger tour, the group splinters and eventually reforms to find a career second wind with their comeback record, The Wedding Album. 

Although it stops short of being a “warts and all” documentary, I admire the film for at least showing some of the backstage-in fighting and nitpicking between the band members.  My biggest gripe however was that their song, “A View to a Kill” (arguably their best work) wasn’t even mentioned!  I don’t know if the James Bond producers denied them permission to use the song or what, but to have a documentary on a band and not include one of their most iconic numbers is a bit infuriating.  Other than that glaring omission, this is a solid doc that doesn’t set out to reinvent the wheel.  Because of that, Duran Duran fans will no doubt be appeased. 

LET’S GET PHYSICAL: INVADERS OF THE LOST GOLD (1982) * ½

FORMAT:  DVD (REWATCH)

ORIGINAL REVIEW:  

(As posted on March 29th, 2018)

Invaders of the Lost Gold is a frustrating film, mostly because it gathers together a great cast and then doesn’t do anything with them.  If you ever wanted to see Stuart Whitman, Woody Strode, Edmund Purdom, Harold “Odd Job” Sakata, and Laura Gemser walk endlessly around the jungle while sweating and complaining, then you’re sure to love it.  For any other sane person, it’ll be tough going.

Whitman stars as an alcoholic adventurer who gets hired by an old rich dude to find a cache of hidden treasure.  They get a team together, much to the chagrin of Purdom, who knows that the more people you take on an expedition, the smaller the shares will be.  As the excursion wears on, people start dying off one by one.  That’ll help raise your bottom line!

Directed by Alan (Killer’s Moon) Birkinshaw, Invaders of the Lost Gold is a slow moving and boring affair.  The dull opening WWII flashback in which some Japanese soldiers hide the gold gets the movie off on the wrong foot.  It’s overlong and clunky and gets in the way of Whitman’s storyline.  The scenes of the team being put together are equally sluggish, and by the time they finally head off into the jungle, you’ll already be checking your watch.  The jungle sequences themselves are repetitive and aren’t too far removed from your typical jungle movie from the ‘30s. 

It’s not all bad though.  If you always wanted to see Woody Strode fight Odd Job from Goldfinger, then Invaders of the Lost Gold has you covered.  Gemser also gets a lengthy nude swim, which helps perk things up.  Not even that marvelous piece of filmmaking can save the movie.

AKA:  Horror Safari.  AKA:  Greed.