Showing posts with label Robert L. Lippert. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Robert L. Lippert. Show all posts

Sunday, June 14, 2026

Robert Lippert Top Ten

 1) I Shot Jesse James (1948)

2) The Fly (1958)

3) The Baron of Arizona (1949)

4) The Steel Helmet (1950) 

5) The Last Page (1952) 

6) Witchcraft (1964)

7) The Last Man on Earth (1964)

8) It Happened in Athens (1962)

9)Five Gates to Hell (1959)

10) Battle of Bloody Beach (1961) 

Sunday, February 25, 2024

Movie review - "Troubled Waters" (1964) **

 British B - "C" really - is a drama that probably would be more at home as a TV play. It gives Tab Hunter a decent chance as a criminal out of prison reconnecting with his wife and daughter. Wife has a new guy who is some British drip. It's not a conventional sort of gangster film - there's no one more job, which may have added to the film's appeal. Hunter is good as a person who is a bit of a psycho and there's solid tension in the scenes when he kidnaps his kid. Zena Walker is the wife.

It probably could've done with another subplot.

Thursday, March 31, 2022

Movie review - "Deputy Marshall" (1949) **

 Jon Hall didn't make that many Westerns in his career but if you were an action leading man of the 1940s you couldn't really escape sometime in the saddle so here he is in an effort for Robert Lippert. 

The plot is very stock - Hall is a marshall who comes across an old timer with a map that involves a railroad scheme. The old timer is killed and Hall gets involved in fixing it.

The cast has some novelty - Hall's real life wife at the time, singer Frances Langford, plays his love interest here, and she sings a song. Dick Foran, who starred in some B Westerns, is a baddie.  Julie Bishop is second female lead.

William Berke directed. He made a few films with Hall around this time. Berke liked to use close ups, so this plays well on television, and knew how to stage an action film. But it's a clunky, sluggardly film.  I guess it's not a bad story (I couldn't pick the final twist), it's just very familiar.

Tuesday, February 08, 2022

Movie review - "It Happened in Athens" (1962) **1/2

Part of Spyros Skouros' Greek kick when he was the top dog at 20th Century Fox. It's not a bad idea for a film - the story of the Greek shepherd who won the original marathon at the Olympics - but it's hurt by lack of star power. Although Fox had plenty of young contract players they picked random Trax Colton and unknowns like Maria Xenia. Don't laugh but this would've made an ideal vehicle for someone like Pat Boone - wholesome, positive, maybe some songs.

I'm guessing they did it for budget reasons. Failing that they should have had Nico Minardros play the lead and had an English or American actor play the rival.

The money did extend to cover location footage and CinemaScope... the locations are gorgeous and in colour. But it's too "foreign" - at least I think it was for English speaking audiences. The biggest American actor after Mansfield was Bob Mathias.

Story wise there's too many scenes of people watching events and it's kind of hard to care too much about the romance between Colton and Xenia. It needed a real villain or another subplot or something. Three's about thirty minutes of story here.

Mansfield is fun and looks gorgeous in her outfits, either like a doll on a wedding cake, or in some lingere. It's fun how she tries to seduce Colton - they could've had more fun with this.

The spectacle of the crowd is fun, as is the colour. And it's hard not to feel roused as Colton runs into the stadium and all the Greeks leap to their feet to celebrate. It's pleasant enough I just wish it was better.

Thursday, October 01, 2020

Book review - "Swinging Dors" by Diana Dors (1960)

 This first of what was to be many memoirs from Diana Dors. It reads like you'd expect - warm, funny, full of gossip. The strength is the depiction of Dennis Hamilton her first husband who was a real character - he gives the book real oomph. If dramatising her life you'd pick their relationship.

It ends in 1960 with her happily married with a new child. That arrangement wouldn't last.

She doesn't talk overly much about her films. A little - I wish there had been more. There's not even much about making Yield to the Night. Talks a bit about stage work including her variety show act which is fair enough. Its livened up by cameos from people like Frank Randle and Robert Lippert. She refers to a lecherous star at Rank who "played an explorer" - John Mills? She denies having an affair with Rod Steiger.

The writing style feels inconsistent. Some chapters feel like rehashed articles for the Daily Mail or something. But entertaining.

Sunday, July 12, 2020

Movie review - "Man Bait" (1952) **1/2 aka The Last Page (warning: spoilers)

This was a B movie, made in a small studio for little money but in hindsight the credits impress - the studios were Hammer and Robert Lipper, the director was Terence Fisher, the first of several movies he'd do for Hammer, the writer was Frederick Knott, the original play by James Hadley Chase, the female lead was Diana Dors.

Ironically the best know people at the time were George Brent and Marguerite Chapman, who for me are the weak links. Brent had a colourful love life but came across less colourful on screen - I guess his "aging" factor helps. The subplot about his crippled wife feels random - she seems healthy enough in the one scene we see her, then she's dead from getting a letter...? Did I get that right? It's like the baddy needed to do something.

Chapman is fairly bland. It's not much of a role but compare with what Diana Dors would have done - Dors could convey emotion better with her face, the longing, etc. It's also a little creepy the way once Brent's wife is dead Chapman practically rips off his pants.

It's a great performance from Dors - lonely, put about, hungry for love, insecure. Gosh she was good. I can't believe she didn't work more with Lippert and/or Hammer. Hammer especially - imagine her in those horrors, she would've been fabulous. The film loses momentum when she's killed. I wish she hadn't been - she didn't deserve to die, it's depressing. It may have worked better story wise even if Chapman had died... she was in love with Brent... so that looks bad, etc etc.

Fisher uses a lot of long takes to get through his short schedule. This would be less noticeable in the horrors as the art direction was better.

It's set in a book store and there's some fun like bits where a character goes "over near the Enid Blytons".

Tuesday, June 30, 2020

Movie review - "Blackout" (1954) aka Murder by Proxy ** (warning spoilers)

Early work from Hammer - when they were just a B picture outfit, though only a few years away from glory. Terence Fisher directed, Michael Carreras produced. Belinda Lee, who would've been great in a Hammer horror, is gorgeous as the femme fetale.

This has an exciting set up - in a nightclub Lee proposes marriage to a drunk Dane Clark who wakes up and discovers Lee's father has been killed and he might be a suspect. But the film doesn't develop it. Too many scenes outside. Too much talk about business and stuff happening off screen.

At first I loved Clark's American ness because it meant he was isolated in London... but it turns out he has a family there including an ethnic momma. Lee is gorgeous and can act and is way too good looking for Clark, who had no business being a leading man.

Fisher didn't have enough time to do a first rate directing job - there's long takes, I assume it's for budget. This start to promisingly. Fantastic opening scene. It slows down and becomes dull.

Saturday, November 30, 2019

Movie review - "The Baron of Arizona" (1950) ***

One of the reason people love Sam Fuller is because he made films like this. A cheerful account of a real life swindler who almost got his hands on the whole of the Arizona. Because he's played by Vincent Price and the plan is so bold and Price puts in so much work that you really want it to take off.

Ellen Drew is sweet and lovely as the girl he, well, basically gaslights but then they genuinely fall in love so it's okay... dramatically it works I don't want to be a smart arse about it I just wanted to point it out.

James Wong Howe did the cinematography so it looks amazing. Reed Hadley is the deep voiced expert on forgery who goes after Price.

The story proceeds logically. It's not amazing (like a few Fuller movies I get the impression it's overpraised) but it is solid entertainment.


Sunday, August 25, 2019

The Surprisingly Interesting Cinema of Pat Boone

Pat Boone had a decent career as a movie star. He was no Elvis Presley, but he starred in over a dozen films, had a couple of huge hits, and for a few years was one of the biggest box office draws in the US. He was famous for being a "clean" teen idol on screen - a non-smoking, non-drinking church goer, he was married with three kids by the age of 22, and who insisted on finishing college even while a huge star. Few of his movies are well remembered today. But a closer look at Boone's filmography reveals a series of works that are, in fact, surprisingly complex. Stephen Vagg looks at fifteen of his most notable movies.

1) Bernadine (1957)

Boone's first film was based on a play that 20th Century Fox had optioned intending to turn into a Robert Wagner vehicle. When Elvis Presley hit big in Love Me Tender (1956) - also at Fox - Wagner was out and Boone was in. He was signed to a multi-picture deal at the studio by Buddy Adler, who had recently taken over as head of production from Darryl F. Zanuck, and was keen to turn Boone, one of the biggest singing acts in the country, into a movie star.

Bernadine is a coming-of-age piece about about a small town teenager, Sanford, who falls for a pretty telephone operator, hangs out with his friends, hoons around in jalopies and boats, struggles to pass his high school exams, and cock blocks his mother's relationship with a man he doesn't like. A good role for Pat Boone, right? Only, get this -  he doesn't play Sanford; that job is done by Dick Sergeant, a.k.a. the second Darrin on Bewitched - while Boone appears as his buddy, Beau. Boone isn't great but he doesn't have much of a character to play, and at least he has looks, charm and can sing. Sergeant is awful. The role really required a young Mickey Rooney but it could have been tailored for Boone, who is wasted in his part.

This weird casting decision was presumably made so as not to burden Pat too much on his first time out - after all in Love Me Tender Elvis plays a support role to Richard Egan, and later in Hound Dog Man (1959) Fabian would support Stuart Whitman. But those were good parts - Pat Boone's role is lousy. The main thing he does in the movie is sing (including "Love Letters in the Sand" which became a huge hit), and introduce an elder brother (James Drury) who runs off with Terry Moore. Boone's presence even throws the movie off a little - he gets this screen time his character doesn't deserve, and when he sings love songs despite not having an on screen love interest it feels weird.

Fox gave Bernadine all the trimmings - colour, Cinema Scope, a support cast that included Janet Gaynor (in her last movie) and Dean Jagger, and old pro Henry Levin behind the camera - but it's the sort of story that needed love and care (and perfect casting) to really work... and it didn't get it. The end result is awkward, unfocused, and not a little creepy, especially in the relationship between Sergeant and his mother. However the public were keen to see Boone on the big screen and his popularity turned this into a box office success.

2) April Love (1957)

Boone's second film is much  more satisfactory, in part because it puts him front and centre, but also because the material is more fool-proof. It's a remake of an earlier Fox hit, Home in Indiana (1944), with Pat stepping into a part originally played by Lon McAllister, an actor who had a brief heyday in the forties playing All-American types like Pat.

This is a sweet, wholesome tale where Pat is a "juvenile delinquent" i.e. he stole a car... though we never see the theft. He's sent out to a country town, where he has to take lifts from people (which is actually a jolt to see, such is our conditioning that movie heroes should drive) and falls for Shirley Jones. He also gets lectured to by Arthur O'Connell, who played an on-screen paterfamilias for most of the screen teen idols during this era, from Elvis and Fabian to George Hamilton and Sandra Dee.

This was the film where Boone refused to kiss Jones on the lips for fear of upsetting his wife. He was about to do the kiss then realised he hadn't checked with Mrs Boone; he asked to postpone the scene, then got his wife's approval overnight... but by the next day the story had leaked, Buddy Adler was furious, he and Boone fought, and Boone arced up and refused to do any kissing. So Jones goes in for a kiss but he pushes her away (this is motivated by story at the time), and at the end he goes to kiss her but they are interrupted. It feels odd - these sort of movies are so wholesome you need a kiss as a form of release and you don't get it.

But it has nice colour and charm, Boone sings a few pleasing tunes and he teams marvellously with Jones, who had a similar all-American image (though she was a lot raunchier in her private life than her co-star). Boone loved the movie and later said he wish he could have made twenty more of them: "a musical, appealing characters, some drama, a good storyline, a happy ending." Why didn't he? The film was a hit - it helped Boone be voted the number three box office star in the country at the end of 1957. And it wasn't as if Fox lacked Americana stories in their back catalogue that they could remake: Kentucky (1938), Maryland (1940), Margie (1946), Smoky (1946), Scudda Hoo! Scudda Hay! (1948), etc. The only other remake he'd wind up doing was State Fair and that wasn't even a star vehicle. Why didn't someone put him together with Jones again?


3) Mardi Gras (1958)

Pat Boone became a famous homophobe so it's ironic to see him in a movie based on a story by gay Curtis Harrington and directed by bisexual Edmund Goulding who was notorious for hosting orgies.  Mind you, gays were hard to avoid in Hollywood - Boone's first co star, Dick Sergeant, was one, as was Lon McAllister, and Shirley Jones' husband during the making of April Love, Jack Cassidy, was bisexual. And Boone has always denied accusations of homophobia, saying some of his best friends were gay (he and his wife did Bible readings at Rock Hudson's house when the latter was dying of AIDS), and co-writing two books about gays who gave up the "lifestyle", Joy: A Homosexual’s Fulfillment, and Coming Out: True Stories of the Gay Exodus. So that's settled, then.

Mardi Gras is a three-servicemen-on-leave musical, a subgenre that prospered in the fifties after On the Town (1949); the plot also borrows liberally from The Fleet's In (1942) and Roman Holiday (1953). Producer Jerry Wald liked the chance to showcase Fox's contract talent - Tommy Sands and Gary Crosby play Boone's fellow West Point grads while Christine Carere, Sheree North and Barrie Chase are the girls.

The film is bright enough but is hampered by its casting - Boone is fine but Carrere looks like a stunned mullet for most of the running time. (Boone kisses her on the cheek, incidentally - still no mouth!) Goulding shoots a scene where Boone, Sands and Crosby have an extended shower together... presumably this was a fun day at the office for the director, whose last film this was. It was a minor hit at the box office, though not as successful as Boone's first two movies. His box office ranking dropped to number eleven in 1958, which was still pretty good.

4) Journey to the Centre of the Earth (1959)

Boone was reluctant to be part of this fantasy adventure, well aware he would be a support player (the film was originally conceived as a vehicle for Clifton Webb before he became too ill and James Mason stepped in). He was persuaded to sign by a healthy fee and was rewarded with the biggest hit of his career.

And it's no surprise - for this is an utterly magical, charming adventure that works on every level. It's restrained, intelligent and enchanting - easily the best film for both director Henry Levin and Boone (and, come to think of it, co-star Arlene Dahl).

As in Mardi Gras, Boone's physical beauty is exploited - he walks around shirtless a lot and takes a shower that's as gratuitous as any that had to be performed by a starlet in the fifties. He originally performed several songs in the film but they were cut when it was seen how they slowed up the action. And his role brushes up uneasily with that of Peter Ronson - it's like these two parts should have been combined in one.

But that's griping. This is the one Boone film I can recommend unreservedly and it remains a mystery why Boone never appeared in another fantasy/sci fi adventure in his entire career. He was believable in them, he could easily sing a song over the credits if he wanted, he wouldn't have to worry about kissing any of his co stars, or "morality" issues. And it wasn't as though Fox weren't making them - when he was under contract they turned out The Lost World (1960), Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea (1961) and Five Weeks in a Balloon (1962)... the last two even featured pop stars, Frankie Avalon and Fabian respectively. But no Boone. Was he too expensive? Did the dates not work out? Did he insist on playing the lead? Whatever the reason it was a great shame... for me the biggest misstep Boone made in his film career.

The second biggest was he never again supported a star like James Mason, at least not during his prime. Boone could have benefited from being teamed with an older "name," like say John Wayne in The Comancheros (1961) (he could've played the Stuart Whitman part) or Frank Sinatra in Can Can (1960) (he could've played the Louis Jourdan part). But he didn't - at least not until Goodbye Charlie by which stage he really wasn't a movie star any more. Was it cost? Ego? Dates not working out? Anyway, it was silly of him.

Incidentally, in Journey Boone kisses Diane Baker on the forehead then is about to kiss her on the lips when they're interrupted... but at the end he kisses her briefly on the lips. His first lip kiss. Awww.

Despite the film's success, his box office ranking dropped to 22 in 1959. He kept that the following year despite appearing in no movies that year, and thereafter did not make any of the lists.

5) All Hands on Deck (1961)

Boone took a break away from movies for a few months, studying acting with Sanford Meisner, before returning to the screen in this service comedy. He plays a naval officer who has to babysit a madcap Native American sailor (Buddy Hackett in brownface) whose family are rich on oil money. The racism against native Americans here is both casual and formal, but it's a rare Hollywood film at the time where they are shown to have some status in the modern world.

Towards the end of the movie the writers got bored with that plot and make the story about a turkey, which tends to make for a patchy storyline... but it is all done with high spirits and Boone is quite animated; it's a relaxed performance, and his best to date - the Meisner training did pay off. Director Norman Taurog worked several times with Elvis Presley and this feels like it could have been a Presley vehicle. Barbara Eden plays Boone's love interest and again he struggles to kiss her on camera; he comes close a few times but they pull away, which is distracting.

6) State Fair (1962)

Fox blew the dust off another old property for Pat Boone, in this case the 1945 musical State Fair, which had originally been filmed in 1935. Boone (who is top billed) plays the son of a family who have various adventures at a state fair; he gets to romance singer Ann Margret and it's heavily implied they sleep together... the film goes from them embracing then cuts to a shirtless Boone lying in her lap. He also gets drunk on screen for the first time. Way to go, Pat!

This movie has its fans but was a financial disappointment and I think that's because it just doesn't work. It's not the material - sure, it's cheesy, but The Sound of Music (1965) was cheesy and that came along three years later. I feel the main problem is too many key people were miscast. Jose Ferrer was not the right director and most of the cast fall short of their 1945 counterparts:  Tom Ewell seems too urban to play "paw" compared to Charles Winninger; Pamela Tiffin looks like an urban ditz rather than a sweet naive country girl like Jeanne Crain; Bobby Darin (another pop star turned actor) comes across as sleazy rather than sharp like Dana Andrews; Ann-Margret was always better as good girls who looked as though they wanted to be naughty (Viva Las Vegas, Bye Bye Birdie) rather than straight-out naughty girls; Alice Faye looks like Alice Faye coming out of retirement (it was her last film) whereas Fay Bainter felt like a character.  The one exception is Pat Boone who is far better than Dick Haymes - but he can't save things.

Everyone assumed this would be a big hit but it wasn't. Still, Fox signed Boone to a new three-picture contract, although his next movie would be made for MGM-Seven Arts.

7) The Main Attraction (1962)

Pat Boone would later talk how he turned down a chance to star with Marilyn Monroe in an adaptation of William Inge's play Celebration because he felt the material was immoral (it later became The Stripper (1963) with Joanne Woodward and Richard Beymer). However two box office disappointments meant Boone was susceptible to overtures from producer Ray Stark, suggesting the actor change his image.

The Main Attraction was a tale of an amoral drifter (Boone) who lives out of wedlock with an elder circus performer (Mai Zetterling), then falls in love with a bareback horse rider (Nancy Kwan). This was racy stuff for Boone, who says he was attracted by the moral of the picture where his no-good character is redeemed by The Love Of a Good Woman.

Boone says in the original script his character resisted having sex with Kwan, which he liked because he felt it showed his character was growing emotionally. He claims when it came to filming this had been changed so that they slept together. Miscegenation and sex! There was a stand off, Boone complained to the press, and Stark agreed to re-shoot the scene so it's implied Boone and Kwan sleep together instead of showing it. They did this in order to get Boone's co operation publicizing the movie.

It's a weird film, not quite successful, but interesting, which benefits from being shot in Europe and a catchy theme tune. The public didn't particularly like it. Pat Boone said it was because it was too sexy for something starring him, and he's probably right. It was a role that needed an Elvis.

8) The Yellow Canary (1963)

While Elvis Presley was turning out three films a year that were all basically the same, Boone was continually changing genres. In The Yellow Canary he agreed to play another anti-hero, an egotistical singer whose son is kidnapped. A script was prepared by Rod Serling and Boone was going to make it under his new three-picture contract with Fox at $200,000 a film... but then the studio changed management. Daryl F. Zanuck returned to take over and did an audit of all projects. He disliked The Yellow Canary and would have shut it down completely but since Boone had a pay or play contract (as did Serling and co stars Barbara Eden and Steve Forrest), Zanuck flicked it over to Fox's ""B" unit, run by Robert L. Lippert, whose regular director, Maury Dexter, shot it in ten days on a below-the-line budget of $100,000 - less than Boone's fee.

Boone whined about Fox's cheapness but you know something? Zanuck was right. Serling's script isn't very good with too much flowery dialogue. Because it's a thriller the low budget didn't necessarily have to hurt in the hands of an imaginative director - but Dexter was a second-rater. It is interesting to see Boone play someone unpleasant who proves his manhood by shooting someone dead - this was a rare film where the actor used a gun. The movie flopped at the box office.

9) The Horror of It All (1963)
 

 Zanuck doesn't seem to have been a fan of Boone's; the next film he put the actor in was another cheapie for the Lippert unit, this time filmed in England. It was a "comedy chiller" set in an old dark house, directed by Terence Fisher and is populated by a fine supporting cast of English character actors playing various eccentrics (doddery inventor, sexy dame, etc). Boone is a solid straight man and the film lively. It's not up to something like The Cat and the Canary (1939) which it was clearly aping, but those films are harder to do than they look. It's not bad. It could have done with colour and songs.

10) Never Put It In Writing (1964)

Boone's next film was his third cheapie in a row, this time a screwball comedy for Seven Arts. It was written and directed by Andrew L. Stone, best known for his realistic thrillers but who actually started his career with comedies; based on the results here, he had gotten rusty at making them. This is a sluggish, underwritten effort about a man who writes an abusive letter to his boss in pique then tries to retrieve it.

The most interesting thing about this is part of the action was shot in Ireland and there was an accident involving planes while filming at Shannon Airport that led to questions being asked in the Irish parliament. This is the sort of movie that needed songs and colour to compensate for the script; it has neither. Boone's performance is fine, by the way.

By 1963 Boone's albums weren't selling as strongly as they used to (his last top ten hit was in 1962), but it's a mystery why he allowed himself to appear in the three low budget films in a row.  It was this run more than anything that ended his reign as a film star. He did have one more studio picture to go, but it would be as a supporting actor...

11) Goodbye Charlie (1965)

This was gender bending comedy based on a play by George Axelrod that really needed to star Marilyn Monroe and be directed by Billy Wilder - instead it got Debbie Reynolds and Vincent Minnelli. The plot is about a womanizing man who is shot dead and reincarnated in the body of woman (Reynolds) and has to fend off advances from Tony Curtis and Pat Boone. It's not that shocking to see the star of Spartacus (1960) and Some Like It Hot (1959) make moves on a woman not knowing she's a man, but it is a surprise to see Boone to do it. He later admitted to having a drinking problem around this time and shot some scenes for the movie while drunk. You can't tell.

This film remains resolutely undiscovered by queer/feminist film analysts, despite its subject matter and bisexual director (Boone's second!)... I think in part because Reynolds' performance is so utterly sexless it holds any feeling of kinkiness at bay. But there's no denying it - Boone plays a guy who effectively tries to make out with a dude.

The film does have another point of distinction - the opening scene involves a long tracking shot at a party that results in a middle aged man getting annoyed at his wife having sex with a younger hunk, taking out his gun and shooting at the guy...just like in Boogie Nights (1997). The movie was a financial disappointment (though not a flop) and Boone made no further films for Fox.

12) The Greatest Story Ever Told (1965)

After all the sexual confusion in Goodbye Charlie it must have been a relief for Boone to go into his first religious film.  He's one of many star cameos in this George Stevens epic, playing an Angel at the Tomb.

Boone (who is perfectly fine in the role, by the way) was proud of his association with the movie, making you wonder why he didn't appear in more Biblical stories. After all, Fox made a bunch in the early sixties - The Story of Ruth (1960) with Stuart Whitman, Esther and the King (1960) with Richard Egan, and Francis of Assisi (1961) with Bradford Dillman. It might be because shortly after Mardi Gras Boone turned down a role in a film Buddy Adler wanted him to make - The St Bernard Story, where Boone would play a monk who falls in love with a woman. After much soul searching, Boone turned the part down because he felt he couldn't play a Catholic. The film was never made - but if he wouldn't play a Catholic, would he play a Jew? There weren't many Protestants around in Jesus' day. Maybe an angel was the only sort of part he was interested in.

13) The Perils of Pauline (1967)

One of the mysteries of Boone's career was why he didn't support major stars more like say John Wayne or James Stewart - I'm assuming this was due to ego and/or cost. But by the late sixties he was willing to play the leading man alongside the little known Pamela Austin, who is really the protagonist of this silly light hearted adventure. It  was a pilot for a TV series that didn't sell, so was released as a theatrical feature by Universal. It was Boone's fifth comedy of the sixties - he just kept trying to make them.

The basic story has Austin and Boone as childhood sweethearts at an orphanage - he goes off to make his fortune in order to marry her, and spends the rest of the running time of the movie trying to be reunited with her.  They are constantly thwarted by the fact men keep falling in love with Pauline.

There's a surprisingly strong emotional undercurrent to the story - Austin and Boone are soulmates, and just want to get married, but others stop them: lecherous sheiks, pukka sahibs (Terry Thomas!), Russian secret agents, Italian film directors, cosmonauts, gorillas, etc. It's a repetitive storyline, though - Boone and Austin are about to get together, but something stops them - and has the cheerful racism of films of this era (horny Arabs, midgets in Africa).

It is is full of energy and never lets up. The movies it most reminded me of were the 60s AIP beach party comedies, with Frankie Avalon and Annette Funicello. Boone throws himself into his silly role with much enthusiasm  and little kids will like it, especially girls who might identify with Pauline. Incidentally Boone was starting to lose his hair by now and the hair pieces would soon kick in... for all this later talk about the importance of being honest, Boone, like many a star, was cagey about the reality of his hair.

14) The Pigeon (1969)

Boone played a support role in this TV movie starring Sammy Davis Jr - the billing says he made a "special appearance". He did it for the chance to do a dramatic role and says he was surprised to be offered. Was this true? Had he really become so unfashionable that the only role going was supporting Sammy Davis Jr in a TV movie? Boone did seem out of step in the swinging sixties but it's still surprising he wasn't signed up to make, say, a family sitcom. This was The Brady Bunch era after all.

15) The Cross and the Switchblade (1970)

This was Boone's last role as a leading man in a feature until the 2010s. It was a religious themed biopic about a pastor who goes to the streets and teaches gang members about Jesus. It was done very cheaply and looks it but was widely seen among its target audience - I actually think a major studio would've make money out of this had they picked it up.

The film ended Boone's career as a leading man though he's remained active as an actor, guest starring on TV series like Owen Marshall and Moonlighting. He returned to films in the 2010s in Christian themed tales like Boonville Redemption (2016) and A Cowgirl's Story (2017). He continues to sing, and regularly commentates on cultural matters, such as promoting the theory that Barak Obama was born in Kenya and is a Muslim.

His film career remains a fascinating grab bag of genres and missed opportunities with one unadulterated classic, Journey to the Centre of the Earth, one sweet romance, April Love, and two films which spoke very much to his personal beliefs, The Greatest Story Ever Told and The Cross and the Switchblade.

It's completely bizarre that Boone never tried to repeat these movies. It's also weird there are no war films in his oeuvre (he must have been one of the few Fox contract players to not appear in The Longest Day), no Westerns, no adaptations of a Broadway musical - genres that might have given him an extra lease of life as a movie actor. He could have taken roles played by Stuart Whitman, Tom Tryon, Al Hedison but didn't. He wondered why Hollywood no longer made family films but never appeared in any - Fox made some, like Mr Hobbs Takes a Vacation with James Stewart, but also Disney and filmmakers like Joe Cap... yet Boone was MIA.

But to be fair, movie making was just one chapter of Boone's life. He's devoted more time and attention to his efforts as a singer, TV presenter, writer, real estate developer and cultural commentator. But he was the most successful fifties pop star turned movie star after Elvis and that deserves some respect.

Friday, April 05, 2019

Movie review - "Surf Party" (1964) **

The first knock off of Beach Party didn't come from AIP but API, the company of Robert Lippert which had a deal with Fox to make ultra low budget films.

It isn't bad at all, though it is in black and white. There are some chirpy songs and it has some star power in the form of Bobbie Vinton (the dude who sang "Blue Velvet") and Jackie De Shannon. The writer, Harry Spalding, has at least done some research with a surfer to get the slang.
 
There are three main problems.

Firstly, the film has a promising set up -three girls go to Malibu to track down the brother of one of them and learn how to surf. That's a good solid set up. But then Spaling and company promptly dump this and the film becomes about the problems of three men the women are interested in - the brother is a kept man (this is the most shocking thing in the world according to this melodramatic treatment), a young surfer wants to be part of the cool group, and Bobbie Vinton is harassed by a local police officer who doesn't want surfers around. I guess this is all alright but honestly I wanted the focus to be on the women.

Secondly while the women are bright and energetic the men are bad. Vinton is an unconvincing surfer though gets a pass because he was a singing star. He's old, so is the guy who plays the brother and mostly of all Kenny Miller who plays the young surfer - he looks like an old Nick Adams, and it's really off putting.

Thirdly it is melodramatic and heavy rather than colourful and cheerful. I guess there's no reason a beach party movie can't have some seriousness but this is a downer.

Worth seeing as a curio but not among the best beach party knock offs.

Movie review - "Wild on the Beach" (1965) *

Surf Party made enough money for Bob Lippert and Fox to finance a second beach party film. It's also in black and white by the sea... only hardly any action takes place in the water or beach. Indeed I don't think anyone wears swim suits!

The basic set up isn't bad - a male and female sorority find out they both have to stay in the one house. That's a decent enough idea for a bunch of cute male-female clashes leading to songs. But then matters drag off into boring, pointless comedy and strained musical acts. Actually to be fair some of the music is okay - there's The Astronauts but also Sonny and Cher, just before "I Got You Babe". I really wish they'd played the leads.

Sherry Jackson and Frankie Randall are okay as the leads - they lack a little energy. There's no color, no oomph. Booth Colman adds some class. There's a scene were a middle aged man sings a song.

Ah this is lame.

Saturday, February 17, 2018

Movie review - "Queen of the Amazons" (1947) ** (warning: spoilers)

Fun, silly, unpretentious effort from the beginning of Robert L. Lippert's career. It's about an expedition to find another expedition - despite the title it's set in Africa. It's got the inherent racism of the genre but at least has pace. There's too much location footage incorporated - after a while it was like "alright already, I know you've got location footage".

Some pleasing surprises - I didn't pick the identity of the traitor (he was in interesting character too - eloquent and quote-y), the female characters drive a lot of the action, the native Queen (Amira Moustafa) is allowed to keep her guy at the end. There's action and brightness and some tiresome "I ain't having no woman along" gunk from the hero, but it does give some romantic conflict.

Tuesday, August 01, 2017

Movie review - "The Man from Cairo" (1953) **

The last of three films George Raft made for Lippert Pictures, all unpretentious B movie thrillers - fillers, really. It's not a bad little film if you like that sort of stuff, so I do. It's helped by some location work in Africa, an exotic background (some bullion stolen from the French during the war and the action mostly takes place in Algeria, then a French colony),

It's also assisted by having a genuine star in the lead, Raft. This was his last lead role - he's an old dude now, he's clearly smoked too much in his life time, he's too old to for his female lead, his body double in the action sequences is not convincing at all, the eyes are sunken and the skin looks grey. And he still hasn't learned how to act. But he's George Raft, tough guy, and you feel an affection for him (I did, at any rate).

There's some slinky dames in cafes, including Gianna Maria Canale, and a decent support cast all trying to imitate people from Casablanca - a film Raft supposedly turned down (he didn't, but he definitely turned down a lot of good roles). They don't quite pull it off, the script is full of wonky contrivances - the whole set up involves Raft being a tourist who is mistaken for an American agent (who they don't kill for some reason).

Tuesday, July 04, 2017

Movie review - "The Steel Helmet" (1951) ***1/2

The film that really put Sam Fuller on the map - a tough look at the Korean War, focusing on a sergeant who is the sole survivor (Gene Evans) of an ambush. He joins up with some other soldiers and they get stuck in a Bhuddist temple. The same old structure really - a siege movie - but Fuller always keeps it fresh and new: the opening shot of a steel helmet, a soldier being stabbed going "oh no... oh no..."

The low budget is artfully used - scenes in the temple, at night, with mist. Tight, very good.

Tuesday, December 15, 2015

Movie review - "The Horror of it All" (1963) ** (warning: spoilers)

Poor old Pat Boone was considered one of 20th Century Fox's main assets in the late 50s and early 60s but when Darryl F Zanuck took the studio back over he parcelled him off to Robert Lippert for two cheapies - The Yellow Canary and this one.

This is an old dark house mystery horror comedy in the vein of The Cat and the Canary and The Old Dark House with Boone as a young man who wants to marry a young Englishwoman and meets her crazy relatives. They include an Elvira-type sexy dame right out of Mark of the Vampire, a doddery old inventor right out of You Can't Take It With You and a bed ridden grandpa and vicious relative locked up right out of The Old Dark House.


I enjoyed this for the most part - it was unpretentious and cheerful, with Pat Boone looking at home as an amiable straight man surrounded by character actors. Derivative to be sure, but a decent cast - including Dennis Price (the Brits always do dodderying eccentrics well). It's in black and white, the director was Terence Fisher.

The film did drag towards the end - I think it ran out of charm for me (it's barely over 70 minutes). You realise there aren't many jokes. And the actions of Boone's fiance - pretending to be the baddy to help Boone - don't really make sense.

Sunday, December 13, 2015

Movie review - "The Yellow Canary" (1963) **

Pat Boone tried to change his image in the early 60s with The Main Attraction and this movie, where he plays an egotistical, selfish pop idol  fond of the bottle whose son is kidnapped. Fox stumped up serious cash to pay for his fee, the rights to a novel, and a script by Rod Serling... but then Zanuck took over the studio and parcelled the project off on low budget producer Robert Lippert.

You know something? I don't think Zanuck was wrong. It's hard to see this being massively successful with colour, cinemascope and a bigger co star name than Barbara Eden. It's a down beat noir-ish tale so so black and white and a lower budget suit it (though I'm sure Boone didn't think so).

Serling's script isn't that great, full of flowery dialogue. It lacks atmosphere and suspense. There's no scene where we see Boone and/or Barbara Eden with the kid before he's kidnapped so there's no real emotional connection. The various suspects blend into one, there's too much of the droning jazzy soundtrack and the re-awakening-of-romance between him and Eden is poorly done (I know they're worried about their kid but they could have had at least a scene about their relationship).

It is interesting to see Pat Boone try a different sort of part and he's not bad - but he's not an egomaniac for very long, as he spends most of the movie worried about his kid. It's a but yuck how he proves himself a man at the end by blowing away Steve Forrest - that might have meant more with more of a build up.

Out of the support cast Jack Klugman comes off best as the cop on the case.

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Movie review - "The Curse of the Fly" (1965) **

Third in The Fly franchise owes more to Jane Eyre than it's two predecessors with a disappointing lack of fly action. It's set in Canada, where a young scientist (okay maybe George Baker isn't that young) comes across a woman in her underwear (Carole Gray). They fall in love and get married - he doesn't tell her he's descended from the family of the original fly, and has relatives who are still performing operations (including Brian Donlevy, acting as if he's drunk most of the time). She doesn't tell him she's been married before and escaped from an insane asylum.

There are a bunch of badly-transported people locked up in various stables and rooms, plus a nasty housekeeper and some murders with an axe. The acting varies wildly - Gray is pretty but not very good, Baker alright, Burt Kwouk pops up in a support role.

Don Sharp's direction gives some occasional flourishes (I enjoyed the opening with Baker running around in her underwear in slow motion, and some of the killings and poking around at nightare effective). But there's only so much he can do with a silly script.

Friday, February 14, 2014

Movie review - "The Earth Dies Screaming" (1961) **1/2

This has a not very original idea which even in 1961 had appeared in lots of science fiction films, and is still commonly used even now - a rag tag group of survivors of an alien attack gather in a deserted small town and have to fight off aliens who are capable of reviving humans and taking their form. However it's brought to life with some lively direction courtesy of Hammer master Terence Fisher.

The cast is very old by the standards of these things. Willard Parker looks like a retired businessman but is meant to be this virile American test pilot who gets caught up in the invasion. Virginia Field is at least age appropriate as his love interest; I didn't recognise Field but she looked like an aging Hollywood star stuck in a British science fiction movie.

The aliens reminded me of the Cyborgs in Dr Who; most of the cast are veteran character actors (Dennis Price, Thorley Walters) apart from two young folk. It is decently acted and well directed, with some atmospheric deserted small English towns. I enjoyed this more than I thought I would.

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Movie review - "Witchcraft" (1964) **1/2

Enjoyable, unpretentious "cosy catastrophe" British horror film more in the vein of Village of the Damned than the Hammers. Don Sharp directs with brisk pace and efficiency that reminded me of Val Guest at his best and the story isn't bad - some property developers dig up a graveyard which annoys a family of witches nearby.

The family is headed by Lon Chaney Jnr who doesn't seem terribly interested but it's good to see him. It's also easier to tell him apart from other cast members, who tend to blend into "random English actors" category (except Yvette Rees who is a terrific witch). There are some decent shocks with creepy witches walking around nearly deserted houses at night, and it's always fun to find covens in small town England (the black and white photography helps make this more believable). The climax didn't really work for me, though - it's got plenty of action and witches on fire, but I didn't really care for any of the characters by then.

Tuesday, March 05, 2013

Movie review - "I Shot Jesse James" (1949) **1/2

Sam Fuller's directorial debut starts off with a bang - after a credit sequence (with the obligatory 'Ballad of Jesse James' playing) we plunge into a robbery, with extreme close ups and a camera zapping around as Jesse James and his gang hold up a bank. It sets us up for a bold exciting first half hour, full of emotion - Bob Ford's panting over a sultry actress, Jesse James' homoerotic longing for Ford (check out that bathing scene with James indicating his back to Ford), Ford trying to find opportunities to plug Jesse James, intense emotive acting.

Then after James' death the piece loses momentum - Ford is gripped by guilt, goes nasty and the film becomes more about a silver prospector (Preston Foster) who is in love with Ford's girl (Barbara Britton). As if we care - neither of them is interesting. Like many Westerns the cowboys seem more intp each other than girls - there is also bromance between Foster and John Ireland (who plays Ford), plus Ireland and an old character actor who plays a prospector.

So although this is an impressive debut with some great moments and strong work from John Ireland, it's not really in the classic territory. Fuller fans will adore it.