Showing posts with label Frank Howson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Frank Howson. Show all posts

Sunday, November 28, 2021

Movie review - "Heaven Tonight" (1990) ***

 Probably Frank Howson's best film - a terrific central situation with John Waters perfectly cast as an aging rock start determined for one last comeback, only to discover that his son (Guy Pearce) is having more success in the biz. The subplots are well integrated - Kim Gyngell as an old bandmate of Waters with a major drug problem, Sean Scully as another old bandmate who has moved into executive territory, Rebecca Gilling as Waters' wife. It probably lacks a female love interest for Pearce's character - I sense that would have dramatic possibilities (say an assistant/colleague of Scully, or a dealer for Gyngell). 

The music lets this down. I love Howson's passion for music and appreciate he's had a long career, but the songs he writes are very middle of the road. I know taste is subjective but would point out that nothing he's written as been a sizeable hit. Stronger songs would've worked wonders. (This actually would make a good musical.)

I wish they'd make Waters' character a little more likable. He didn't have to hug kittens but maybe show some more warmth to Rebecca Gilling - sing her a song or something - and not hit her when he's upset.

But it's easily the most realised film Howson made (at least that I've seen... it definitely is from his first six.)

Nice support cast too - people like Edward Hepple, Reg Evans, Bruce Venables, Nico Lathouris, the guy from the Empty Pockets.

Saturday, November 27, 2021

Movie review - "Hunting" (1990) ** (warning: spoilers)

 Frank Howson changes genres by coming up with a thriller, an erotic thriller I think it's meant to be, which is a good idea. Photography is stylish as always in his films - the ones at this stage anyway. Kerry Armstrong is ideal in the lead - she's gorgeous, has a naive look perfect for her character. (Is that her taking the nude shower or a body double? And in the bum showing sex scenes?)

John Savage isn't idea - maybe in real life he's number one ladies' man but on film he's got crazy eyes and he and Armstrong have nil chemistry. Really his part should've been played by Guy Pearce who plays Savage's sidekick. I think the lack of chemistry is to do with Savage because later on he roots Rebecca Rigg and that's flat too.

Armstrong has this dead beat husband who comes across as a creep, but is works for the story because you don't blame her for cheating. When Pearce has him killed it's almost a relief.

The plotting is a bit iffy... why not use Savage's skullduggery a bit more? A lot of it feels as though it could've been utlised more - the character of Pearce, Armstrong's boss Rhys McConniche, Rebecca Rigg.  This was typical of Howson scripts they always needed another draft... they had all the characters they needed they just needed to use those characters more.

The rape scene is unpleasant but does have dramatic weight. Memorable final shot. Armstrong is very good. These films could've been little gems - they always fall short but they had potential.

Friday, November 26, 2021

Movie review - "My Forgotten Man" (1993) **1/2

 Frank Howson's biggest film to date. Originally entitled Flynn it was shot under the direction of Brian Kavanagh before being substantially reshot with Howson as director and Steve Berkoff, John Savage and Claudia Karvan added. The resulting film was not cinematically released in Australia but had a life on video.

It's a rare Howson film that is not shot in Melbourne and is period . But it does feature recognisably Howsian moments: photography is great, it's about showbusiness (someone who will make it in LA), and a man with a dream, the production values are high, there's a big ballad (the title track sung by Wendy Matthews), it has strong actors including newbies who went on to do well (Guy Pearce, Claudia Karvan) and some of his stock company (Pearce again, John Savage, Andrew Shepherd from What the Moon Saw as young Errol watching a topless Nicki Paull from Boulevard of Broken Dreams as Flynn's mum root a random).

There's location filming in Fiji standing in for New Guinea. Berkoff is good as the Hans Erben figure. 

Karvan is lovely and ideally cast alongside Pearce but has nothing to play, no character. Like many Howson scripts there's plenty of potential story but he can't extract all juice out of it. The potential is there... he could've done more stuff about Flynn and his dad, and mum, and Claudia Karvan... but its skimmed over.

It's raunchier than typical Howson films, with Pearce in bed with various topless women, a sort of Wake in Fright "seduction" scene where Steve Berkoff goes after a wasted Pearce, and Pearce rooting guys for cash in Sydney. 

Pearce does well enough in a thankless part - he's got the looks, and a pleasant screen presence. He doesn't quite convey the "bounder" aspect.

It's not dissimilar to the episode of Michael Willessee's Australians on Flynn - romance with an uptown gal, shenanigans in New Guinea, swapping himself for John Simon when auditioning for Charles Chauvel. Some actors play Charles and Elsa Chauvels and they ask if Ken Hall called which is fun.

I didn't mind this. It looks good, has pretty pictures. It doesn't nail is but is better than many other versions of this story.

Wednesday, November 24, 2021

Movie review - "What the Moon Saw" (1989) **1/2

 Boulevard of Broken Dreams somehow enabled Frank Howson and Peter Boyle to raise money for a slate of pictures starting with this - they later included Heaven Tonight, Beyond My Reach, Flynn, Hunting.

This is probably Howson's best movie. It's clearly autobiographical and has a really good heart, being about a child falling in love with theatre. Alan Shepherd is strong value as the little kid who goes to the city to stay with his grandma (Pat Evison, excellent) who works in the box office of a theatre run by Max Phipps. A panto is playing and Shepherd gets involved in the lives of people there: the star (Danielle Spencer) on whom he develops a crush, the whingy writer (Kym Gyngell).

There's a lot of lovely things on display here. Loving shots of Melbourne (Howson was one of the most Melbourne-philic directors around), fondness for theatre, the acting (it's a typical Howson combination of fun old hams and exciting new talent -for all his faults Howson had an eye for young actors eg Danielle Spencer, Guy Pearce, Alan Fletcher who has a small role in this). Spencer looks lovely. Her singing voice might've been more protected.

It's just frustrating that it isn't better. The running time feels padded, like most Howson films - when there was enough story potential. Why not use the fact his dad Gary Sweet is seen in a wheelchair at the beginning instead of never seen again? Just do a little plot with Evison and Sweet. Why not give Gyngell more of a story than whingeing about changes? Give Spencer more of a romance. Give Phipps more to do.

The biggest flaw - so, so frustrating because it's so easily fixable... the finale, one hour in, has Shepherd watching a show... falling ASLEEP and IMAGINING he's in the show... which he is for twenty minutes. I'm sorry you can't have a dream sequence in act three that goes for twenty minutes. Just have the actor (Murray Fahey) fall injured and have Shepherd have to step in. It was such a fixable flaw.

Tuesday, November 23, 2021

Movie review - "Beyond My Reach" (1990) **

 One of the slate of films Frank Howson made via his Boulevard Pictures, this tackles many of his favourite themes: Melbourne, showbusiness, Australia vs US, love, tearjerkers, his bland middle of the road rock songs.

Alan Fletcher and Dave Roberts are a writer and director who sell a film to America (they've already made the film, which kind of lessens the stakes).  The American exec is Terri Garber, who was married to Frank Howson IRL. The cast includes familiar faces like Nicholas Hammond, Nick Wendt (as Fletcher's girlfriend I think), Tim Robertson.

The film sends up soaps and post apolcapytic movies - blows which might have landed better if Howson's own dialogue had no been so on the nose and clunky.

Howson said Pino Amenta was going to direct this but they fell out over Howson directing Hunting. So Dan Burstall, Tm's son, made this.

There's some decent drama here - what is selling out (using an American editor, accepting changes), a neat twist where a dopey action film Roberts directs inspires a real life shooting (this is the best bit in the film), Garber sees Roberts and Hammond simultaneously. 

There's maybe not enough story for a feature - it's padded out with montages. I think there was enough dramatic meet but Howson didn't dig in enough. The whole thing sort of feels like an amateur play written by a suburban group from people who have a bit of talent but can't land the knockout punch. I mean the ending has Roberts and Fletcher make a film about themselves.

Terri Garber goes topless in one scene which feels like a jolt. This film never got theatrically released. I'm not surprised.

It does have some effective moments. The leads can act. Nice photography.

Monday, November 22, 2021

Movie review - 'Boulevard of Broken Dreams" (1988) **

 The first real effort from the notorious Boulevard Pictures. It's a perfectly fine mediocre weepy with some fine aspects: the basic story, its lovel of theater, John Waters is sold in the lead, Kym Gyngell is excellent in support, Melbourne rarely looked more beautiful.

The script needed another draft - a reality wash. Like, why not make Waters a film director or singer. Why have Waters be cut off from his kid (Jacinta Stapleon)? It's mean of Waters to have not seen his kid for three years, for his ex to go along with it and insist it's still the case, and for her new lover (Andrew McFarlane) to not want him to be in contact.

I wish they'd done another pass. Could've given Waters a more realistic job. Given Nicki Paull's character a stronger reason to be with them (have them fall in love... I quite liked the relationship). Be up front about him dying... let us know straight away. Borrow the Dark Victory template... have him learn the news, deny it, act badly, then improve as a person. The original idea to have Waters sacrifice his love and get his wife back with her boyfriend would've been stronger - more noble. As it is he's selfish. He breaks up a decent relationship because he's selfish.

A film with a lot of potential. I just wish Frank Howson had gotten a co writer. Support cast full of interesting people like Ian McFadyen.


Friday, December 27, 2019

Movie review - "Backstage" (1988) *

 A hard slog - though it has some good things: Michael Aitkens is an ideal leading man for an imported star (virile, likable, the right age), the supporting cast is strong (Rowena Wallace, Kym Gyngell, Noel Ferrier) and it has a love for the theatre that is very winning.

Its heart is in those backstage musicals of the 1930s - all the gossipy theatre types and epigrammatic dialogue - and really should have gone all the way and copied that. But there's too much drama, and the star, Laura Branigan, can sing but can't act.

They could have had her going to appear in a musical - singing all the way through rehearsals and on opening night; the filmmakers could have still hit the points they wanted to make about cultural imperialism. But no, she's in a drama, an English drawing room comedy - and we have to sit through Branigan acting in slabs of it. Then we've got to see her audition for The Seagull and acting in slabs of that. The story would have worked just as well had she appeared in a Broadway musical. The poor girl can't act and they keep foisting her acting upon us. It means the second half is a real chore, while the first half was more watchable.

The dialogue is full of epigrammatic quips you'd routinely find in badly written eps of Australian TV - I remember Arcade was full of them - but at least you hear it from some decent actors. Aitkens' character is the son the best Australian playwright of the 1950s who only really had one hit - so I'm guessing he's Ray Lawler's son! (Or Richard Beynon?) He really is rude to Branigan in the opening press conference. Some critics complained that it wasn't realistic critics could teach someone to act but some theatre critics had been directors, eg Harold Clurman.

Wednesday, December 25, 2019

Movie review - "The Pirate Movie" (1982) **

I liked this when I was ten - the source material is strong, it has colour, and pirates, and sword fights and songs. If you're over ten it's less good unless you're a major major Chris Atkins fan. He's a handsome lad who tries but his voice is high pitched and he doesn't quite pull it off. Kristy McNichol is decent value in the lead. Ted Hamilton's performance as the lead operates on its own plane, and others play it in the right manner: Bill Kerr, Maggie Kirkpatrick.

The film is extremely silly, which is why I liked it as a ten year old. It's not one of director Ken Annakin's better efforts and doesn't quite work but it's not as atrocious as its reputation. I honestly think if you showed it to your eight year old daughter she might like it.

Richard Franklin was going to direct this at one stage! Ken Annakin took over instead.

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Great unmade Australian Films

Great unmade Australian Films

The Sydney Morning Herald recently reprinted a Guardian article about great unmade films – Kubrick’s Napoleon, Welles’ Don Quixote, etc. What about Australian cinema? Are there any unmade masterpieces that have been lost over the years, or have we used up all our good ideas? If the list of projects given development funding by the AFC is any guide there are a probably an awful lot of them out there. Stephen Vagg has a look at some of the better known ones.

Barry McKenzie III
In his autobiography, Barry Crocker said there were plans for a third Barry McKenzie film, where Bazza would take on America. Box office receipts for Barry McKenzie Holds His Own were not quite enough to warrant it – but I’m sure Crocker would be up for another go if anyone could ever raise the cash.

The Boney Series
Arthur Upfield’s internationally popular series novels of about a half-caste aboriginal detective were discovered by Michael (The Red Shoes) Powell when he came here in the 60s to make They’re a Weird Mob. He got Paramount interested in adapting the books as a series of films, starting with The Bone is Pointed. They never resulted, but two TV series did: Boney in 1971-3 (where the title role was played by a Kiwi, James Laurenson, with dark make-up) and Bony in 1993 (where the character was changed to a white raised by aboriginals role and was played by Cameron Daddo). Incidentally, while out here Powell also unsuccessfully tried to make film versions of two other classic Australian stories later filmed by others – Picnic at Hanging Rock and The Magic Pudding.

Breakout
This feature film about the Cowra breakout by Japanese POWs in World War 2 was to have been made by Bruce Beresford in the late 70s under his contract with the SAFC, but he went on to Breaker Morant instead. Kennedy Miller made a mini series on the incident in the 1980s.

Call Me When the Cross Turns Over
Adaptation of the novel by D’Arcy (The Shiralee) Niland was announced in 1964 as a big budget 20th Century Fox project to be filmed in Australia. Niland did the script and Sean Connery and his then-wife, Aussie Diane Cilento, were mooted as possible stars.

Clean Straw for Nothing
Based on the novel by George (My Brother Jack) Johnston, this is a long-standing project of producer Pat Lovell (Picnic at Hanging Rock) and very nearly got made in the 80s with Mel Gibson; Gillian Armstrong was also attached at one stage. As Lovell tells it in her autobiography, a film was on the cards until Gibson hit pay dirt in Lethal Weapon… and we ain’t seen him in an Aussie story since.

The Drums of Myrrh
Sandy Harbutt’s debut feature, Stone, was one of the most successful Australian films of the 70s and it one of the most beloved Australian films of all time, inspiring the terrific documentary Stone Forever (only Mad Max would have as many lunatic fans ). Harbutt’s follow up project was to be The Drums of Myrrh, based on the 1933 novel by Ion Idriess about goings on in the Torres Strait. It never got made and Harbutt has never directed another feature film.

Goodbye Adelaide
Goodbye Paradise was a 1983 film noir set on the Gold Coast; based on a script by Bob Ellis and Denny Lawrence it featured Ray Barrett in perhaps his greatest role as the world-weary private eye Mike Stacey. A wonderful film, but not a spectacular box office performer, which is presumably why this mooted sequel (where Stacey goes to the Adelaide Festival) was not made.

King Hit
This proposed feature film attracted a lot of attention in the late 70s due to it’s subject matter: the’75 dismissal of the Gough Whitlam government by Governor General John Kerr. Written by Erwin Rado and Bruce Grant, it was considered by Phil Noyce and then, later, Paul Cox (!). It was to get around potential defamation problems by being about the making of a film about Whitlam. No film resulted; Eventually Kennedy Miller got in first with their mini-series The Dismissal. (Incidentally, British producer David Puttnam was planning on making a film of the 1932-33 Bodyline cricket series in the early 1980s, but Kennedy Miller got in there first, too, with the mini-series Bodyline.)

The Last Bus to Banjo Creek
In the early 1960s, Helen Wilson’s short story was turned into a script by English TV legend Lord Ted Willis (Dixon of Dock Green) about a prim English girl and a sweaty Aussie male travelling through the Outback, finding love on the way – kind of like an Aussie African Queen only without any war. Rod Taylor was mentioned as a possible star in 1964 and for the next ten years he tried on and off to get it made but it never happened.

The Long Green Shore
John Hepworth’s novel based on experiences fighting in New Guinea during the last days of WW2 was not published until after he died in the 90s. Bob Ellis wrote a script, and a few years ago Russell Crowe expressed interest on the film making his directorial debut. The great Aussie WW2 film is yet to be made – maybe this could be it!

Lord Kitcheners’ Little Dummer Boys
Not really an Aussie film but it was to star the Bee Gees! In 1968 this project, a Boer War story set in Africa, was announced but no film resulted, so Barry, Maurice and Robin had to limit their film career to soundtracks.

Mad Max 4: Fury Road
George Miller and Mel Gibson can’t surely need the money but there’s been rumours around on this one for ages (Heath Ledger as Max Jnr? Return of the feral kid?) Apparently it was to start filming in Namibia in 2003 but called off. Now who knows? Check the internet for further gossip.

Mr Burke and Mr Wills
Before the 1985 release of Burke and Wills (not to mention Wills and Burke) this unrelated British-Aussie project about Australia’s most famous bad explorers was supposed to go into production in the early 70s. Based on a script by Terrence Rattigan, Charlton Heston and Trevor Howard were discussed as possible stars.

The Riders
Tim Winton novel which Ray (Bliss) Lawrence was having little luck getting funding for. But it had a happy ending or sorts: working on the screenplay was Andrew Bovell, and Lawrence went to see Bovell’s Speaking in Tongues one night and that eventually became Lantana.

Robbery Under Arms
Rolfe Bolderwood’s classic novel has been filmed several times, never entirely satisfactorily – 1907, 1911, 1920, 1957 and 1985. Ken G Hall, whose Cinesound Studios dominated local production before World War 2, had dreamt of filming this since the 1930s but could never make it happen: problems with rights, question of the ban on bushranger films, etc. He kept on trying after WW2, attempting to do a co-production with Rank. It eventually fell through; Rank went ahead and made their own version in 1957 which despite expat legend Peter Finch in the lead fell a bit flat.

The Siege of Sydney
A project floated by Brian (The Man from Hong Kong, BMX Bandits) Trenchard-Smith in the late 70s about rogue CIA agents who threaten Sydney with destruction – years before The Rock. The hero was to be a politician based on Neville Wran, so government co-operation couldn’t have been the reason why this didn’t happen.

Sweetlip
Another Ray Lawrence project that couldn’t get up in the late 80s and early 90s. Robert Drewe wrote the script based on one of his short stories and Sam Neill was attached to star. They almost got funding – then Sam Neill pulled out.

The Thorn Birds
The blockbuster success of Colleen McCulloch’s novel inevitably attracted the attention of Hollywood who, after original director Herbert Ross left the project, approached none other than Peter Weir to direct it. In the end he turned it down and made Gallipoli instead. One is intrigued to think of what Weir would have done with The Thorn Birds; as it was the novel was subsequently turned into a highly successful mini series that shot in Hawaii and had no Aussies except Bryan Brown.

Something Great
Every couple of years someone promises to make a film about Les Darcy. This effort came in the late 80s courtesy of Frank Howson and Jonathan Hardy, with Richard Franklin mentioned as a possible director. Howson later tried to get it done as a mini series with Pino Amenta attached; it didn’t happen and Howson and Amenta made Boulevard of Broken Dreams instead.

Total Recall
Before Arnie and Paul Verhoven came along this was to have been an Aussie movie. Well, made in Australia anyway - with Bruce Beresford as director and starring Patrick Swayze. It was to be one of the first productions at the Gold Coast film studio built by Dino de Laurentis in the 1980s which later became Warner Brothers Movie World. De Laurentis’ finances were never that great at this time and in hindsight it is not that surprising the project didn’t go ahead.

Tracks
Robyn Davidson wrote a book about her experience crossing the Australian desert with four camels. In the late 1980s Ray Lawrence tried to get this up. At one stage Julia Roberts was mentioned as being interested in the project.

The Unknown Industrial Prisoner
Film version of David Ireland’s novel was to have been the first feature film made by Film Australia, with director Arch Nicholson and producer Richard Mason attached. In 1978 Minister for Home Affairs John Ellicot stepped in and the film was not made despite having been approved by the board of the Australian Film Commission (the script dealt with industrial relations and foreign ownership issues). This decision led to the Australian Film Commission's Act being amended to require ministers to table their reasons for blocking film proposals.

Voss
A multi-million dollar film of Patrick White’s novel was a dream of Harry M Miller in the 70s, and it very nearly happened. Ken Russell (Women in Love) then Joseph Losey (The Caretaker) were to direct. The big budget and troubles with unions were among the reasons why it did not proceed.

The Year My Voice Broke III (for lack of a better title)
John Duigan always intended his highly successful The Year My Voice Broke to be the first part of a trilogy. After Flirting, however, no third film has resulted. In the late 90s, Duigan said he intended to do a third part of the trilogy and had “half-written” several versions, one being set in Paris in 1968 and one set in Kenya and Uganda. Noah Taylor is probably too old now.