Friday, February 21, 2025

WOLF MAN (2025) * ½

After royally fucking up The Invisible Man, I’m surprised Universal was dumb enough to let writer/director Leigh Whannell tackle another one of their beloved monster properties.  As with The Invisible Man, Whannell shows he would rather do his own riff on the classic monsters without really honoring what came before.  It’s like he feels carte blanche to make up his own shit while remaining confident that people will still see it based on the brand name alone.  However, in doing so, he just reinforces the obvious fact that he doesn’t have a clue as to what made the original monsters so special in the first place. 

Blake Lovell (Christopher Abbott) is a writer who brings his wife (Julia Garner) and kid (Matilda Firth) back to his family home in the backwoods of Oregon.  When he is wounded by a deranged animal man, Blake slowly becomes sick.  Eventually, he turns into a monster and comes after his family. 

I will say Wolf Man is a slight improvement over Whannell’s The Invisible Man redo, although that’s not saying a helluva lot.  Whannell does deliver at least one moderately suspenseful sequence (the car accident scene), but for the most part, he spends too much of the movie twiddling his thumbs when he should be delivering the goods.  I will say I liked the family’s name. 

Ultimately, it all just feels hackneyed and lame.  First of all, the Wolf Man design is terrible.  This might be the first Wolf Man in history who gets LESS hairy as he transforms.  In fact, he kind of looks like the elf from Elves.  I’m not kidding.  Where’s Jack Pierce and Rick Baker when you need them?

It also hurts the film that he transforms so slowly.  Not only does it rob us of a cool transformation scene, it gives Abbott nothing to work with.  He loses his ability to speak halfway through and his grunting and growling does little to help convey his predicament to the audience. 

Speaking of acting, the leads are rather bland and have zero chemistry.  In every scene it feels like they’re actors who just met and are performing a scene together for the first time as there is absolutely no connection between them.  It doesn’t help that the dialogue among the family members often sounds like something out of a group therapy session. 

The ending is the pits too.  Not only is it among the worst conclusions to a werewolf movie ever captured on film, it has to be one of the most anticlimactic endings in a major studio release in some time.  In short, this Wolf Man is nothing to howl about. 

LASH LA RUE: A MAN AND HIS MEMORIES: FRIENDSHIP LASTS FOREVER (1992) **

Back in the early days of westerns, famous cowboy star Lash La Rue was the “King of the Bullwhip” (long before Indiana Jones made it fashionable).  Since he also appeared in a handful of the Ormond family’s films, he was able to get Tim Ormond to direct this look back at his life and career. 

Let’s face it, this is a fluff piece/vanity project.  It’s also just this side of professional looking as it often resembles a public access TV show.  However, if you’re a fan of Lash or the Ormonds in general, it will go down a lot smoother.  I mean, what kind of a director but a longtime friend of the family would let La Rue read his poetry on camera?  It’s that level of oddness that makes this an Ormond joint through and through.  (Lash talks a little about God and stuff at the end, which also fits right in with the Ormond’s later religious pictures.)

Throughout the interview, Lash reminisces about Hollywood, his old sidekick Fuzzy St. John, learning how to use his trademark bullwhip, and his trusty horse, Diamond.  Of course, there are also plenty of clips from his movies.  (Mostly his westerns, but also some of his work for the Ormonds like Please Don’t Touch Me and A Tribute to Houdini.)  There’s also a look at his “video comics”, which are kind of ahead of their time.  Tim’s mother, June Carr Ormond is also interviewed and appears in clips from the La Rue oater, Son of Billy the Kid, which was written by her husband, Ron.  (She even has her own standalone interview segment near the end of the film where she talks about marrying Ron, making dinner for Bela Lugosi, and even some of her movies.)

It has not one, but two subtitles, A Man and His Memories and Friendship Lasts Forever.  A real documentarian would’ve probably picked one or the other.  Again, it’s oddball touches like that that has made wading through the Ormond family Blu Ray box set so much fun. 

AKA:  Lash La Rue:  A Man and His Memories.  AKA:  Lash La Rue:  Friendship Lasts Forever.  AKA:  Lash La Rue:  Friendship Lasts Forever Vol. 1.

A TRIBUTE TO HOUDINI (1987) **

Ron (The Monster and the Stripper) Ormond’s son, Tim directed this hour-long oddity which is more or less a fluff piece on magician John Calvert.  After a brief (and very ‘80s) title sequence, there’s a montage of images of Houdini.  Then Calvert shows up in a museum of magic performing escape artist tricks for two cops.  Later, he drives a speedboat and even flies a plane with his eyes duct taped shut. 

Halfway through, it switches gears and becomes a filmed performance of one of Calvert’s stage shows.  The best part is a Frankenstein-inspired gag where Calvert cuts a guy’s head off with a buzzsaw!  For the most part though, the tricks are kind of lame.  At least he has a bevy of beautiful magician assistants who are all easy on the eyes, which helps a bit. 

If you like dated magic acts, you may enjoy it.  The title is a bit misleading though as its focus is on Calvert and Houdini is mostly just mentioned in passing.  The film does suffer from a sharp drop in picture quality as it goes from being shot on film to shot on video for some sequences.  The filmed bits are more fun, even if they look phony and staged.  (The scene where he hypnotizes a cop looks like something out of a horror movie.)  You also have to sit through long archival footage of Calvert performing magic on the Red Skelton Show where he saws Red in half. 

While this may seem at first like an odd thing for Tim to make, it makes sense when you realize Ormond is merely continuing the family legacy of filming stage acts like Varieties on Parade and Forty Acre Feud.  Not to mention the family’s long-running interest in hypnotism, as seen in Please Don’t Touch Me.  Also, Calvert appeared in a couple of the Ormond’s films, so Tim was probably helping out a family pal when he agreed to direct this.  (Ormond family friend Lash La Rue also appears for a filmed segment.)

THE 18TH ANNUAL VIDEO VACUUM AWARDS: AND THE NOMINEES ARE…

Okay folks, I finally got caught up on watching (most) of the 2024 releases, so now I feel content on announcing the nominees for the 18th Annual Video Vacuum Awards.  This was a terrific year overall in terms of acting, horror, and action, so the competition is going to be as fierce as it’s ever been.  I plan to announce the winners sometime before that OTHER big awards ceremony happens.  Till then, here are your nominees for this year’s Video Vacuum Awards:

BEST MOVIE
The Beekeeper
The First Omen
Smile 2
Speak No Evil
The Substance

WORST MOVIE
In a Violent Nature
I Saw the TV Glow
The Killer
Longlegs
The Mouse Trap

BEST DIRECTOR
David Ayer for The Beekeeper
Coralie Fargeat for The Substance
Parker Finn for Smile 2
Arkasha Stevenson for The First Omen
James Watkins for Speak No Evil

BEST ACTOR
Ryan Gosling in The Fall Guy
James McAvoy in Speak No Evil
Dennis Quaid in The Substance
Jason Statham in The Beekeeper
Denzel Washington in Gladiator II

BEST ACTRESS
Nell Tiger Free in The First Omen
Demi Moore in The Substance
Margaret Qualley in The Substance
Naomi Scott in Smile 2
Sydney Sweeney in Immaculate

BEST ACTION MOVIE
The Beekeeper
The Fall Guy
Furiosa:  A Mad Max Saga
Gladiator II
Road House

BEST HORROR MOVIE
The First Omen
Smile 2
Speak No Evil
The Substance
Terrifier 3

WORST HORROR MOVIE
In a Violent Nature
I Saw the TV Glow
Longlegs
The Mouse Trap
Stream

WORST REMAKE
The Killer
Nosferatu
Possession:  Kerasuken
Salem’s Lot
The Strangers:  Chapter 1

BEST SEQUEL/PREQUEL
The First Omen
Gladiator II
Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire
Smile 2
Terrifier 3

WORST SEQUEL/PREQUEL
Alien:  Romulus
Beverly Hills Cop:  Axel F
The Strangers:  Chapter 1
Twisters
Venom:  The Last Dance

Stay tuned!  The winners will be announced in the next two weeks or so!

Friday, February 7, 2025

THE KINDRED (1987) *** ½

We have all heard of Chekhov’s Gun which states if a gun is introduced in the first act it must be fired before the end of the movie.  The Kindred introduces a new addition to the theory:  Chekhov’s Watermelon.  This principle states that if you feature excessive shots of a watermelon in the first act, a slimy tentacle monster must burst out of it at some point in the film. 

Kim Hunter is a scientist who dies of a heart attack and leaves her house to her son, David Allen Brooks.  Soon after, he brings all his scientist crony friends to the place to continue his mother’s experiments.  From there, it doesn’t take long before he comes face to face with his “brother”, a mutant octopus baby that’s ready to tear through the group like an All You Can Eat Buffet. 

Helmed by the directing team of Stephen Carpenter and Jeffrey Obrow (The Dorm That Dripped Blood), The Kindred is a good old fashioned ‘80s shocker.  It’s filled with mutant babies, tentacle attacks, fish people transformations, and thousands of gallons of goo, slime, and glop being tossed around.  The special effects are slimy and effective.  The monster is very cool, and the way the creature burrows its appendages into its victims will get under your skin (and theirs).  The screenplay (which was co-written by Psycho’s Joseph Stefano) is full of surprises as you’re never quite sure where the monster will strike (or look like) next. 

Brooks is a solid leading man for this sort of thing and Talia Balsam (daughter of Martin and ex-wife of George Clooney) makes for a fine Final Girl.  I also enjoyed Amanda (Leviathan) Pays’ performance as a sexy British scientist who’s keeping a pretty wild secret.  It’s Rod Steiger (sporting a terrible wig) who takes the acting honors as an evil rival who comes snooping around the house.  If you’re the kind of person who loves seeing former Oscar winners having buckets of KY Jelly dumped on them, then you and The Kindred will be kindred spirits. 

AKA:  Anthony.

KRAVEN THE HUNTER (2024) ** ½

Here’s yet another attempt by Sony to drain every last dime they can from their Spider-Man adjacent properties.  Thanks to the diminishing returns of Morbius, Madame Web, and now Kraven the Hunter, my Spider-Sense tells me this may be their last pseudo-Spidey venture for a while. 

Like the other live-action Sony Spider-Verse movies, the filmmakers take a traditional Marvel villain and spin them into more of an antihero.  This one makes the most sense as they take Kraven, a man known for hunting big game in the comics and flip the script, so he now defends wildlife from illegal poachers and big game hunters.  While it’s not the worst rewrite in the world, the whole thing just feels like it was made from a financial necessity rather than an artistic one. 

Kraven (Aaron Taylor-Johnson) is the son of a slimy Russian gangster (Russell Crowe).  As a boy, he was mauled by a lion and thanks to a drop of supernatural lion blood and a bit of black magic, he gained heightened animalistic senses, strength, and cunning.  Kraven sets out to stop and kill a group of hunters who are part of an international crime syndicate.  Naturally, they make a big mistake when they kidnap Kraven’s brother. 

Say what you will about Venom:  The Last Dance, but at least it was short.  (It was only ninety minutes if you didn’t count the credits and post-credits scenes).  This one clocks in at over two hours, and it has a hard time justifying the overlength. The flashback of Kraven’s origin story is particularly longwinded. 

Fortunately, all this is at least moderately entertaining whenever it does find its footing.  It's also more competently put together than either Morbius or Madame Web.  That’s a low bar to be sure, but I think that comes from having a real director (A Most Violent Year’s J.C. Chandor) at the helm.  The R rating means it’s at least bloodier than either of those movies too. 

Taylor-Johnson equips himself well enough in the role.  He’s younger than his comics counterpart, but he carries his air of arrogance and swagger as much as could be expected.  While Crowe stops short of chewing the scenery, he injects a little bit of life into the film whenever he shows up.  Alessandro Nivola is fine as the main villain, The Rhino, but the fact that he wears a backpack that turns him into a monster is cheesy as fuck. 

Thursday, February 6, 2025

VENOM: THE LAST DANCE (2024) **

Tom Hardy returns for this third and presumably final go around as Eddie Brock, the host to everybody’s favorite symbiotic superhero, Venom.  This time, Eddie’s on his way to New York when he learns symbiote hunters (giant CGI cockroaches) are coming to Earth to kill him.  Also tracking him is a group of scientists who want to study Venom. It all leads to the final showdown at Area 51. 

The first Venom was better than it had any right to be.  The second one was fun, but the formula was already showing some signs of wear and tear.  With The Last Dance, it feels like the wheels are starting to really come off.  Hardy is game for anything, and remains as spry as ever, which helps somewhat.  It’s just that the movie he inhabits is tired and half baked.  There are some good individual scenes too, like when Venom busts up an illegal dogfighting ring or possesses a horse or cuts a rug to “Dancing Queen”.  It’s just a shame that they feel more like footnotes than highlights. 

Maybe the problem was with the director, Kelly Marcel, who was making her directing debut.  She wrote all three films in the series, so you would think the writing would at least be sharp, even if the direction was lackluster (which it is).  However, the script is just as uninspired as the direction.  As a result, this is by far the weakest entry in the franchise.  If this was indeed meant to be a trilogy capper, it sure seems like an odd way to go about it as the whole thing feels like everyone involved was just making it up as they went along. 

Michelle Williams’ absence is sorely felt this time around and the new supporting cast is mostly wasted.  Chiwetel Eiiofor is grumpy as the solider tracking Venom and Juno Temple is woefully underutilized as a scientist in Area 51.  The second movie’s director, Andy Serkis also appears as an alien baddie, but we don’t see a whole lot of him, so he winds up not making much of an impact.  As uneven as the last one was, at least it had a strong central villain in the form of Carnage.  Since Serkis spends all his time on his throne moping, all we really have are a bunch of generic monsters to tide us over.  They aren’t even well designed either as they just look like variations on the pit monsters from Attack of the Clones. 

Bottom Line:  Even people who enjoyed the first two Venom movies may want to sit The Last Dance out.