A Movie A Day #214: Urban Justice (2007, directed by Don E. FauntLeRoy)


Steven Seagal returns and this time, he’s out for justice!  Urban justice!

After his son, a beloved Los Angeles cop, is assassinated, Simon Ballister (Seagal, of course) comes out of retirement to get revenge.  Retirement from what?  Like most of Seagal’s characters, Simon has a deadly and legendary past.  Nearly everyone who meets him says something like, “So, you’re Simon.”  Everyone wants Simon Ballister to do something for them.  El Chivo (Danny Trejo!) wants Simon to help defeat his rival, Armand Tucker (Eddie Griffin).  Armand Tucker wants to be Scarface.  Simon just wants revenge.

Much like Elvis, Steven Seagal’s career can be divided into a thin and a fat period.  Thin Steven Seagal was all over movie screens in the 90s, making up for the fact that he could not act by convincingly beating people up.  Fat Steven Seagal appears almost exclusively in direct-to-video productions.  He does everything that Thin Seagal did but he sweats a lot more while doing it.  Unfortunately, Fat Seagal is an even worse actor than Thin Seagal.  Since Fat Seagal produces almost all of his own films, there is no one around to say, “Let’s cut away from Steve during this speech, he looks stupid.”

Urban Justice is peak Fat Seagal.  It actually features more fights than the typical Fat Seagal movie but they are all edited in such a way that it is obvious that most of the blows were delivered by a stuntman while Seagal undoubtedly stood in a corner, trying to catch his breath. Since Urban Justice features Seagal in what is supposed to be the ghetto, he calls everyone that he meets, “motherfucker.”  Fat Seagal has the same Clint Eastwood-style rasp that he had when he was Thin Seagal but he still sound stupid whenever he says, “I want the motherfucker who killed my son.”

Eddie Griffin is pretty good as Armand Tucker.  I don’t know if Eddie improvised all of his dialogue but it certainly seems like he did.  All of the movie’s best lines belong to Eddie Griffin.  Just one example: “Man, fuck Santa Claus!  He never gave me shit!  That’s why I sell dope!”  As for Danny Trejo, he doesn’t do much but he’s Danny Trejo.

Personally, looking over the career of Steven Seagal, I think he made a mistake by trying to be an action hero.  It is hard to think of any other actor with as unlikable a screen presence as Steven Seagal.  If Steve had made his career playing villains, he would probably still have a good career going.  People would gladly play money to see Steven Seagal get blown up at the end of a Jason Bourne sequel.  Instead, he insisted on playing the hero and his career is now made up of appearing in direct-to-video movies and threatening to run for governor of Arizona.

To quote Clint Eastwood, “a man’s got to know his limitations.”

Music Video of the Day: The Tide Is High by Blondie (1980, dir. Hart Perry)


Thank you, Lisa!

Since she did a song by Blondie yesterday, it gave me the idea to do The Tide Is High seeing as it’s kinda weird. It turns out, there are at least three versions of this video–each one different enough to merit a separate post. Yay! Ugh.

This is the first version of The Tide Is High. If you poke around online, then you’ll usually run into this one, with slight variations of the ending.

We start off the video by panning across the boys in the band as they look up, wondering what is taking Debbie so long.

Cut to Debbie’s place, and we see fish filing up her windows. And by fish I mean as close to showing sperm as they could get.

After we see that some of the “water” is leaking into the room, watch Debbie look out a window, and sing to the camera, we cut to a horny Darth Vader watching Debbie.

More of the “water” leaks into the room, so Debbie very precisely squats down and pulls a towel off what looks like a radio.

Debbie then proceeds to mop up some of the “water”, and then ring it right back out onto the floor. I get the feeling that isn’t a blonde joke.

Meanwhile, the guys are outside standing like they are at a urinal.

Horny Vader continues to look at Debbie in a variety of ways, such as the one below.

Debbie does eventually come downstairs so that the band can get into a car, and she can sing out the window.

When she’s done, we are treated to some people…

who had no idea they would end up in video where the audience is meant to think they are looking at a penis.

The phallic object takes off, and after separation, they all go through a brick wall. Just go with it.

Then it cuts to four women in blonde wigs, wearing swimsuits, while carrying a half-naked man. Sure.

Now Debbie taps Horny Vader on the shoulder. He turns around to reveal he’s some sort of combination of Vader and a Cylon?

Debbie seems to have no problem with this turn of events.

This is were you’ll get slight variations. This version does continue a little longer by cutting back to the girls and the half-naked guy.

Once in a while, I came across a version that would not cut back to the five whatevers, but instead go to the following shot where some people run towards the camera.

I’ve included that version below. I don’t know if that was intentional, censoring, or just that during that particular airing they cut the video short, and we are seeing something else for a few seconds. My bet is on censoring.

There are versions that just fade to black while Debbie dances.

If you think I was jumping to conclusions about the sexual stuff–I wasn’t. One of the other versions is more explicit in that area.

Enjoy!

Adios, Rhinestone Cowboy: RIP Glen Campbell


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There aren’t many entertainers who can boast of 9 #1 hits, 12 Gold Records, 4 Platinum, 1 Double Platinum, 10 Grammys, a hit television show, and a co-starring role in a John Wayne movie! In fact, there’s only one. Glen Campbell, who died yesterday at age 81 of complications from Alzheimer’s Disease, was more than just an average country music singer. During the tumultuous late 60’s/early 70’s, when protests and riots were common occurences, Campbell’s country/folk/pop songs were a common denominator, enjoyed by hippie freaks and establishment tools alike. Face it, Glen Campbell was The Man!

Born in humble, sleepy little Billstown, Arkansas, Glen took up playing guitar at an early age. His uncle was a musician, and teenage Glen began his show-biz career picking on his radio show. The young man soon formed his own band and toured the South and Southwest extensively. The bright lights/big city of Los Angeles beckoned, and Campbell…

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A Movie A Day #213: Illegally Yours (1988, directed by Peter Bogdanovich)


This is really bad.

Richard Dice (Rob Lowe, wearing glasses and running around like a speed freak) is a loser who lives at home with his mother (Jessica James), his younger brother (Ira Heiden), and his mother’s boyfriend (Harry Carey, Jr.).  When he gets called for jury duty, Richard thinks that he will be able to easily get out of it but then he discovers that the defendant is someone from his part, even if she does not remember a thing about him.  Ever since the first grade, Richard has been in love with Molly (Colleen Camp) and now she is on trial for murder.  Richard lies about knowing who she is and gets selected for the jury.  When it starts to look like Molly might be convicted, Richard starts to investigate the murder himself.  His investigation leads him to two teenage blackmail victims (played by Kim Myers and Bodganovich’s future wife, Louise Stratten) and a tape of the murder being committed.  Illegally Yours attempts to be a screwball comedy but it just comes across as being frantic, with Lowe especially going overboard.  The actors all speak quickly but that can not disguise how lame most of the dialogue is.  The movie also comes with a clunky narration, a sure sign of post production desperation.

Made at a time when Peter Bogdanovich was mired in an expensive lawsuit over changes made to his previous film, Mask, Bogdanovich has said that he solely did Illegally Yours because he needed the money.  Bogdanovich has accurately described Illegally Yours as being the worst film that he ever directed.  Coming from the director of At Long Last Love, Nickelodeon, and Texasville, that is saying something.

Music Video Of The Day: Atomic by Blondie (1980, directed by David Mallett)


Hi!  Lisa here, filling in for Val, with today’s music video of the day!

Before anyone asks, my selection of this music video has absolutely nothing to do with the current situation between the U.S. and North Korea.  To be honest, when I picked this video, I didn’t even know that was going on.  The fact that I picked Atomic at a time when everyone is freaking out about nuclear war is just one of those coincidences that helps to keep life interesting!

No, the reason I picked this video was because I’m getting ready to finally watch T2 Trainspotting but, before I watch T2, I have to rewatch the original Trainspotting.  Sleeper’s cover of Atomic is prominently featured in Trainspotting and I have to admit that I’ve always liked that chorus of “Your hair is beautiful.”  I’ve always loved my hair.

(My boyfriend got excited when I told him I would be featuring this song because apparently, he used to listen to it while running down pedestrians in Grand Theft Auto.  And, actually, I can imagine this would be a pretty good driving music.)

Anyway, I did some research to see if I could explain just what exactly this song is actually about.  It turns out that the song is actually about nothing.  Courtesy of Songfacts, here is Blondie’s lead singer, Debbie Harry, on how Atomic came to be:

“He (Blondie Keyboardist Jimmy Destri) was trying to do something like ‘Heart Of Glass,’ and then somehow or another we gave it the spaghetti western treatment. Before that it was just lying there like a lox. The lyrics, well, a lot of the time I would write while the band were just playing the song and trying to figure it out. I would just be scatting along with them and I would just start going, ‘Ooooooh, your hair is beautiful.'”

While the video takes place in a post-apocalyptic world (and features artist Jean-Michel Basquiat as the man who takes away the horse at the beginning), the song actually has nothing to do with nuclear war.  It’s actually not about anything.  It’s just a good song!

Enjoy!

Oh my God! Here’s the Trailer for Mother!


Oh my God!

Okay, forget anything that I may have said about being reluctant to see Mother!, the latest film from Darren Aronofsky.  Forget anything that I may have said about suspecting that Jennifer Lawrence is no longer as interesting an actress as she was at the start of her career.

Seriously, this looks fucking brilliant!

Mother! opens on September 15th and I can’t wait to see it!

Here’s The Trailer For Goodbye, Christopher Robin!


Here’s the trailer for Goodbye, Christopher Robin!

For a while, I’ve been predicting that this film could be an Oscar nominee.  It’s a biopic.  It’s about British people.  And it’s about war.  With Dunkirk and Darkest Hour also probable contenders, it’s looking like next year’s Oscar telecast could very well be dominated by the British going to war.

This one opens on October 13th and it will provide some counter programming for all the ghost movies and found footage rip-offs.