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LXXXVI: The Stepford Wives (Bryan Forbes, 1974)
Rather more feminist than I remembered - but it's easily twenty years since I last saw it. I must watch The Boys from Brazil; Stepford and Rosemary's Baby both feature paranoid women who turn out to be right, and are driven that way by men. In neither film is the driving them held to be positive; from the extras I get the sense that William Goldman, legendary script doctor, might have preferred the (male) utopian version and given us sexbots. I almost get the sense that the men in this film are too tired or busy for sex - they just want a tidy house, childcare and food on the table. Still disturbing; despite Forbes's stated aim to do a thriller in daylight, we end up at the old dark house in the final reel.
LXXXVII: A Boy and his Dog (L.Q. Jones, 1975)
I suspect it's easy to overlook how nasty this movie is; the central interplay between the titular leads is excellent, and amusing, and you want more. As you don't see the mechanics of it, it's easy to see the end as just a joke. You know, just a joke about eating women you've killed. Joanna Russ's review in 1975 nails it - the misogyny is one thing, but the way the female lead is set up as - not even quite - a femme fatale, an ambitious woman who needs punishing. It's ok for the boy to screw any woman, but it's wrong for him to be milked, and someone needs to pay.
LXXXVIII: Warlords of Atlantis (Kevin Connor, 1978)
The final Connor/McLure collaboration, as a nineteenth century bathyscope stumbles into Atlantis in the Bermuda Triangle, and everyone is attacked by puppets.
Totals: 88 (Cinema: 20; DVD: 56; Video: 1; TV: 11)
I recall seeing a film as a child - late 1970s, early 1980s - in the Saturday night at the movies BBC1 slot, which I recall was set in some lost civilisation and ended with an army on the steps (of a pyramid?) and some kind of death ray, which turns bodies to skeletons. For years I've assumed it was Warlords, but I think not. I wonder what it was? I seem to recall wondering if the main character was William the Conqueror, which was clearly wrong. It seems to be Atlantis, the Lost Continent (George Pál, 1961)
Rather more feminist than I remembered - but it's easily twenty years since I last saw it. I must watch The Boys from Brazil; Stepford and Rosemary's Baby both feature paranoid women who turn out to be right, and are driven that way by men. In neither film is the driving them held to be positive; from the extras I get the sense that William Goldman, legendary script doctor, might have preferred the (male) utopian version and given us sexbots. I almost get the sense that the men in this film are too tired or busy for sex - they just want a tidy house, childcare and food on the table. Still disturbing; despite Forbes's stated aim to do a thriller in daylight, we end up at the old dark house in the final reel.
LXXXVII: A Boy and his Dog (L.Q. Jones, 1975)
I suspect it's easy to overlook how nasty this movie is; the central interplay between the titular leads is excellent, and amusing, and you want more. As you don't see the mechanics of it, it's easy to see the end as just a joke. You know, just a joke about eating women you've killed. Joanna Russ's review in 1975 nails it - the misogyny is one thing, but the way the female lead is set up as - not even quite - a femme fatale, an ambitious woman who needs punishing. It's ok for the boy to screw any woman, but it's wrong for him to be milked, and someone needs to pay.
LXXXVIII: Warlords of Atlantis (Kevin Connor, 1978)
The final Connor/McLure collaboration, as a nineteenth century bathyscope stumbles into Atlantis in the Bermuda Triangle, and everyone is attacked by puppets.
Totals: 88 (Cinema: 20; DVD: 56; Video: 1; TV: 11)
I recall seeing a film as a child - late 1970s, early 1980s - in the Saturday night at the movies BBC1 slot, which I recall was set in some lost civilisation and ended with an army on the steps (of a pyramid?) and some kind of death ray, which turns bodies to skeletons. For years I've assumed it was Warlords, but I think not. I wonder what it was? I seem to recall wondering if the main character was William the Conqueror, which was clearly wrong. It seems to be Atlantis, the Lost Continent (George Pál, 1961)
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