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Janson Jinnistan

I still haven't seen any of his gladiator films,

I just rented Hercules in the Haunted World. We'll see how that one goes.
Apr 24, 2017 1:14 AM
Wasn't making any kind of reference between you and your friends relationship and those acquaintances I probably treated poorly (these would have never been considered friends, and were frequently just people me and my girlfriend at the time would notice in bars that we felt deserved to have their cages rattled).? I only brought it up due to how I was able to see some of my own particular issues manifest in the film, not only in the treatment of Jason, but in his own personal demons which I could relate to. It's a movie that if you bring any kind of emotional baggage to it, can have a profoundly strong effect. My main need to clarify my own personality in relation to the film is in the need to differentiate myself from those who may only be fans of this film for the car crash element of it. Not that it's uglier aspects don't at times ring a bell with me, but for the most part Portrait of Jason is a film that affected me deeply beyond its simple voyeurism.
Apr 24, 2017 12:54 AM
MKSThere's one in particular, that is so simple in execution that it's ingenious, with a child running towards his mother that has stuck with me and makes me feel like this film is so close to Bava greatness that it hurts.

Great scene.
Apr 23, 2017 7:57 PM
Janson JinnistanI was going to say some things about Portrait of Jason, but I'm too depressed now. ?And that's a very depressing movie.

I don't think I mentioned it last time, but I had a very close friend, a gay black man who resembled "Jason" in a number of ways, from the too-thick glasses to the miss thang manner to the dishy tales. ?But mostly the inebriation. ?There were some nights, man, that even without my taunting, the way these filmmakers taunted Jason, ended up in very similarly intense soul exposures, where I've had to realize that my mental games might have some strict limitations. ?My friend is dead now, but it makes the film an extremely difficult watch for me.

I spent many years, mostly in my early twenties, where I hung out with my share of dysfunctional and broken people who could quickly be disassembled when under the influence. I sought the company of these people out, for as much as my affinity with them, as well as my cruel fascination with those sorts of people who seem primed to eviscerate themselves socially if they are given enough rope. There were a number of instance where I was absolutely complicit in helping some of them along since I must admit to having a Bobby Neuwirth level of sadism in my heart during those years which I am in no way proud of. It's why seeing the similar hit job on Jason in Portrait that I put myself right on the hook with the filmmakers. It is a film that gives me a window into my own dysfunctional personality (I, in fact, see shades of myself both in the interrogators and Jason himself). Even all of these many years later, where I have rid myself of some of my nastier edges and have realized that socializing with people isn't meant to be some kind of social experiment where I just keep ramping everything up to eleven in order to facilitate some kind of breakdown, the ugly intent of Portrait of Jason is a pretty fair mirror for me to look into. And hate myself for what I see. All of that being said though, there is also something sadly beautiful about the film, and Jason himself. He's obviously a deeply flawed and self loathing man, and much of the time he does his best to pretend that he doesn't see this about him, even though any one who is watching this will pick up on it immediately. But whether he is aware of it or not, and for whatever intentions Clark ultimately had for making this film, for a movie that is filled with so many lies and self aggrandizements and possessing such a deceitful thesis at its core, it is just about one of the most honest portraits of a man I've seen on screen. Sometimes liars reveal the soul they are hiding with their lies, and sometime beyond the self loathing, there is the vibrant traces of a real human. I would never want to be Jason, nor would I likely ever want to be his friend, but I think he should almost be considered some kind of patron saint for the tragically flawed people out there in the world.

In short, it is a very complicated film to unpack, considering how stripped down it all is--a man sitting in front of a camera and talking to someone behind the camera for nearly two hours. As unpleasant as an experience as it ultimately is, it's just about one of the best things I've watched in years.
Apr 23, 2017 7:05 PM

A movie that would greatly benefit by not trying to pretend it makes any sense. Lamberto Bava should know this. It's one of the reasons his Demons works so well. I think if you cut out all of the exposition, and the mostly pointless attempts at developing character, and just let the stupid shit not answer to anybody, this would be pretty great. But it would probably also be about twenty minutes long .
Apr 23, 2017 5:45 AM
Black PhilipBesides I don't care how long you ruminate on a film it's just that's it's a escapist horror film. .Nothing much to ruminate over.

Your irritation over people daring to have something to say about a movie they watch is a pretty baffling complaint for a person who spends so much time on a forum that's for movie discussion. But I guess it's no more baffling than your irritation anytime anyone dares to say anything that isn't about a movie. I guess if your objective is to just complain about how other people post though, it does kinda make sense.
Apr 23, 2017 4:47 AM
There are still people reading David Eggers? Didn't the world get the memo that he's the worst?

That being said, I think Eggers, for better or worse, is mostly a smart guy who is probably more than capable of coming up with an interesting idea or two. And I may even see this movie eventually. But I can say with a magnificent certainty that I will never read the book.
Apr 23, 2017 4:01 AM
Janson JinnistanUrgh. ?I don't know if you've been in OT yet, but I would strongly suggest that you skip the Daddyofive video over there. ?This is not reverse psychology. ?Seriously. ?I just want to take a bunch of xanax and watch My Little Pony for the rest of the night to get the stink out of my brain.

This is how you dissuade the guy who watched Forced Entry due to the potential it held for ruining my brain?

But, no, I haven't watched it, and will try and keep it that way. I think I probably learned my lesson from the above movie. At least temporarily.
Apr 23, 2017 3:06 AM
Janson JinnistanZulawski's Cosmos is something else alright. ?I don't think I can ultimately say that I liked it. ?I'm pretty sure it's not very good.

It probably isn't, but its failures were as much interesting as they were annoying to me. I will likely rewatch it at some point, but I doubt anything would remove it from its designated place in Zulawski's basement.
Apr 23, 2017 2:39 AM
Janson JinnistanWait, is it a play? ?A documentary? ?Both? ?I'm not familiar with what's going on here.

It's just a movie, which makes attempts at being a faux documentary in the making. At no point would anyone be fooled that these aren't all actors playing parts (aside from the jazz musicians in the corner), although there is a scene that does appear to possibly be an unstaged heroin injection.
Apr 23, 2017 2:00 AM

Shirley Clark crafts a one room world where a half dozen junkies roam about speaking to the camera while another group of junkies play jazz off in the corner. There is a Waiting for Godot element as they peer out the window waiting for the arrival of Cowboy, their dealer, wondering if he will ever arrive and what is taking him so long. But unlike Beckett's famous no show, our tardy guest here will eventually make his appearance, bringing with him all of his goodies, leading his customers into the toilet one by one. Now with the room all fixed up and half passed out, the waiting will simply continue, since waiting is what these individuals lives have now all been reduced to, even when there is no one out there to wait for. They are waiting for the high to end, so they can begin the pursuit all over again. Or maybe just waiting to see if their bodies finally give out.


There is an inherent staginess to Clarke's film (understandable, being that it is based on a play) but while it doesn't necessarily try and disguise this element of the film, the manner in which she uses the camera as it roams from corner to corner, editing between close ups of junkies blowing smoke into the camera or cockroaches climbing the walls, and mid range shots of them wandering between the human clutter of the room, the film has a jazzy claustrophobia about it that elevates some of its more mannered play-like moments.

Also, in adding a meta element to the film, where it is revealed that these junkies are being filmed by a stammering and square documentarian who wants them to 'be more real', the movie will consistently flit back and forth between the confessional moments of these drug addicts speaking plainly about their life and the artifice of a film crew attempting to capture reality undiluted by the presence of a camera. At times it's a conceit that feels slightly forced, but it still mostly works as we have actor after actor break the fourth wall, creating a greater directness between the audience and these characters


While nowhere near as invigorating, uncomfortable or controversial as Clarke's other well known film "Portrait of Jason", this is a nice little addition to a career I had known nothing about until last year, when I came upon a section devoted to her work at a gallery celebrating outsider artists. I have been more than blessed to have almost at random? come upon both of these films these last few months, as if the work of this director has been calling for me to check it out.
Apr 23, 2017 1:55 AM

The Intruder Within has got nothing on this fleet footed beast.
Apr 22, 2017 2:59 AM

One of those movies that just makes me wonder why I even bother watching this shit. Sure, for a TV movie this probably would have been a welcome addition to my Friday night viewing back in the 80's when I was ten years old. But I'm not ten years old, this isn't the 80's, and there's nothing here that allows me to say this doesn't suck. Because it sucks. Friday night would have been better spent with Webster.
Apr 22, 2017 2:55 AM
DaMUTruly this board is a source of Sisyphean tragedies.

The source.

Apr 21, 2017 5:01 AM

Really not so much camp as excessively goofy, this is still a really likable film about a theater putting on a big New Years Eve concert and the Yuppie villains who want to spoil every one's good time. Even with all of the not always great slapstick, there is still a bunch of clever and gently funny scenes here. It's also just strange enough with its scenes of death-alien drug dealers, Malcolm MacDowell posters that try to lick girls who get to close to it and general weedy weirdness, that when someone who looks just like Lou Reed shows up, it somehow ends up actually being Lou Reed, and you just can't stop wondering how he ever ended up here.?
Apr 21, 2017 4:09 AM
Black Philip
crumbsroomSo, Ben Organa is the least interesting troll in the history of RT, right? I guess the weird Square M arguments with himself about Christopher Nolan is marginally weird enough to make fun of, but this dull ass anti Americanism is clearly his last gasp at getting some kind of lukewarm notoriety. Right?

Well that and it provided for a lot of Ben's mom jokes.

Don't get me wrong. I fucked her too. But even she really wasn't worth talking about.
Apr 21, 2017 3:20 AM
So, Ben Organa is the least interesting troll in the history of RT, right? I guess the weird Square M arguments with himself about Christopher Nolan is marginally weird enough to make fun of, but this dull ass anti Americanism is clearly his last gasp at getting some kind of lukewarm notoriety. Right?
Apr 21, 2017 3:10 AM
WooleyHas anyone here seen House of Whipcord?

I'd like to read some feedback on that film.

I have. In fact I was sure we had briefly talked about it before. I'm a pretty decent fan. I generally like Walker's mix of British kitchen sink realism and exploitative horror/violence. It works best with his Frightmare, though.

Also, Sheila Keith is Walker's equivalent of Craven's Robert Englund or Coscarelli's Angus Scrimm. She should be a legendary baddie in the horror universe.
Apr 18, 2017 11:36 PM

I watched Sleepless based on Crumbsroom's recommendation. It's pretty decent. The 3 post-opera Argentos I've seen (this, 2 Evil Eyes and The Stendhal Syndrome) all seem to focus more on character than his earlier work. This one has a pretty nice Max von Sydow performance that it puts to good use, and I'll agree with Mr. Crumb that this is one of the best characters in any of Argento's movies. Unfortunately, there's a TV-movie quality to style so that it's not as fun on a technical level as his earlier work and actually feels a little anonymous, outside of a few strong images and the explicit gore. (The fullscreen transfer on the DVD I watched didn't help things.) The greater emphasis on characterization also means that dumb character decisions are more distracting than usual, although the mystery does tie out nicely enough.

Yeah, there is definitely a good number of flat scenes in between any moments of note. It's one of the things that Argento seems to have lost his touch with, since in his heyday he could even make strictly expository scenes visually interesting.
Apr 18, 2017 11:18 PM