My 1/2-Ass Movie Blog

  Tom Hardy, Charlize Theron, Nicholas Hoult. Dir. George Miller, Warner Bros., 2015 #1 This writeup is for potheads. If you're prone to feeling a touch anxious when you get high, and if you get too high because you didn't smoke for a few days, and if you're hypertensive in the bargain, Mad Max: Fury Road is not your movie. It will start off fine, and remain so until the last 30 minutes, at which point director director George Miller has the tension ratcheded so high and is moving so fast you will have to turn off the TV and sit quietly and breathe until you don't feel weird anymore. I had to do just that 100 minutes ago. I ate a little, took a short walk. I'm almost calm enough to survive the last 20 minutes. If that's not a rave, I'm not fat. #2 After seeing Mad Max:Fury Road, you will never think of the abomination known as Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome again. If, like me, your gold standard of relentless action movies has been Mad Max 2 since it was

 Fade to Black. Dennis Christopher, Eve Brent, Linda Kerridge. Dir. Vernon Zimmerman, Compass International, 1980 Bloody Nose, Empty Pockets. Dir. Bill & Ross Turner, Vinegar Syndrome/Utopia, 2020 I subscribe to one Youtube channel, Just The Discs, hosted by Brian Saur, a movie blogger/podcaster. Brian's work tends to focus on older movies he feels people should know about, though on JTD he confines himself to Bluray and 4k UHD releases. When Brian gets a shipment in from one of the boutique reissue labels such as Vinegar Syndrome, Shout!Factory/Scream!Factory, or UK-based Arrow Video, he does an episode of JTD previewing and talking up each title.  Our Man in the Valley, Marc Edward Heuck, recently sent me four films from Vinegar Syndrome following one of their sales. Two are Golden Age Porn, and I've decided not to write up porn titles, so I decided to lump the other two together and write about them, though they are very different films. I would say if this doesn't w

 Robert DeNiro, Al Pacino, Joe Pesci, Ray Romano, Anna Paquin. Dir. Martin Scorsese, Netflix, 2019 I've been addicted to movies ever since my parents took me to see Bedknobs & Broomsticks when I was five. I'm the kind of obsessive who went to the entertainment section of our local newspaper even before the comics when I was a little kid. I pored over the ads, reading the credits, learning the names of movie stars whose work I would not, in many cases, see until our street got wired for cable and we got The Movie Channel in 1982 (it was Warner Cable's never-worked QUBE Interactive back then.)  I have talked of these things before, but the most wonderful time for me as a fledgling movie-junkie occurred between ages 11 and 15, when I began to think more critically about what I watched, when I discovered I COULD think critically about movies, that they were more than disposable product, as my parents viewed them. Concurrent with learning to think differently about movies ca

 FIRST BLOOD, RAMBO:FIRST BLOOD PT. II, RAMBO III, RAMBO, RAMBO:LAST BLOOD Sylvester Stallone, Brian Denehey, Richard Crenna, David Caruso. Dir. Ted Kotcheff, Tri-Star, 1982 Sylvester Stallone, Richard Crenna, Julia Nickson, Martin Kove. Dir. George P. Cosmatos, Tri-Star, 1985 Sylvester Stallone, Richard Crenna. Dir. Peter MacDonald, Tri-Star, 1988 Sylvester Stallone, Julie Benz, Ken Howard. Dir. Sylvester Stallone, Weinstein Company, 2008 Sylvester Stallone, Paz Vega. Dir. Adrian Grunberg, Lionsgate, 2019 My friend Alice sent me a few movies she got into over the last months. These include Mad Max:Fury Road and The Triplets of Bellevelle, as well as all five of Stallone's Rambo movies. My thoughts on them run below. The problem inherent to the Rambo movies is they each revive a character from a surprise-hit movie, but not his ongoing story, because the first film's genius conceit denied him any backstory. The movies all feature John Rambo, human killing machine,