In an effort this Memorial Day weekend to watch something—anything—other than The Dirty Dozen or Where Eagles Dare or Kelly’s Heroes or The Green Berets for the umpteenth time, I rooted around and came up with a real overlooked gem from the late 1960s: the captivating, offbeat big-scale WWII adventure, Hannibal Brooks.
Amiable, mindless (…and mostly inexplicable) thick ear for fans of 70s all-star international co-productions.
I can’t stand my dog. It’s a whole story.
Is it Black History Month yet? Do they still call it that? Well, I’m starting it right now, getting inspired by gorgeous Pam Grier’s knobs, in the low-key entertainment, Sheba, Baby, the 1975 American International Pictures blaxploitation hit directed by William Girdler, and starring Pam Grier, Austin Stoker, D’Urville Martin, Rudy Challenger, Christopher Joy, Dick… Read More ‘Sheba, Baby’ (1975): Not bad, but you’ll wish you were 9 again
I’ve been saying this for over a week now: if they only had Chuck Heston, George Kennedy, and Marjoe Gortner still in town, that goddamn fire would be out already.
When I was writing about the best James Bond movie, On Her Majesty’s Secret Service, did I mention that the first thing Pierce Brosnan does every morning is kneel down in front of a shrine to Daniel Craig and mumble a silent prayer and “thank you” for Craig saving him from the moniker of “worst… Read More ‘Casino Royale’ (2006): Daniel Craig introduces a serious, gritty Bond. Is this what we wanted?
Grotesque enough at times for a few laughs…but woefully f*cked up.
Depraved outlaw MC sex and violence, and goofball counterculture angst, form the backdrop for a battle royale of nature’s deadliest enemies: biker versus hippie.
So whatever happened to Luke after Uncle Jesse booted them Duke boys outta the farm? He became Roscoe P. Coltrane.
This unjoyful, remarkably inept exercise in tired disaster conventions scuttled before the anchor was even raised.
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