Friday, August 25, 2017

Fight the Hate- Watch a Movie!

After the horrible events of a couple weeks ago, you may be saying to yourself, "What can I do to fight hatred and bigotry?" Well, if you're Alamo Drafthouse founder Tim League, you throw a film festival. League announced that the Charlottesville Alamo Drafthouse along with other locations, will be hosting Intolerable: Reflections of Bigotry and Hatred in the Cinema . Starting September 5th, they will be screening an assortment of films that shine Hollywood's spotlight on bigotry.

Classics like Cabaret (1972), The Battle of Algiers (1966), 12 Angry Men (1957), Blazing Saddles (1974), and Hairspray (1988) explore how insidious hatred is in our culture and how the movies can play a vital part in exposing it. Proceeds from ticket sales will go to the Southern Poverty Law Center and voter registration and talkbacks will be available after the showings- so it's a movie festival with a vital mission- beyond just selling popcorn.

Mr. League didn't ask me, but there are a few classics I would add to the lineup:

Gentleman's Agreement (1947)

Antisemitism doesn't always come with torches and hand salutes. When a reporter Philip Schuyler Green (Gregory Peck) goes undercover for a story on antisemitism, he (and his family) discover what good, clean Americans really think of Jews. Elia Kazan directs this Oscar-winner with knockout performances by John Garfield, Celeste Holm (Best Supporting Actress winner), and a heartbreaking, young Dean Stockwell.

A Raisin in the Sun (1961)

Lorraine Hansberry also takes a homegrown approach to racism in Raisin. Raisin tells the story of the Youngers, a Black family who earn a piece of the American Dream only to discover that dream is not colorblind. It's a brutal lesson about how racism poisons whole generations of families and communities in the quiet shade of our finest neighborhoods. Sidney Poitier and Ruby Dee star.

The Children's Hour (1961)

The same year that Raisin was made, William Wyler directed the film version of Lillian Hellman's stageplay The Children's Hour. Martha and Karen (Shirley MacLaine and Audrey Hepburn) are a couple of teachers at a girls' school who become the target of a lesbian witchhunt, instigated by a finger-pointing girl who might as well be yelling, "The yellow bird! The yellow bird!"

There are critics that feel the portrayal of the tragic lesbian is hackneyed and unhelpful. But any lesbian story to make it to the big screen in 1961 that wasn't set in a women's prison feels like a win. More importantly The Children's Hour rates highly on the "Lance Cried Like a Baby Meter."

So if you can't make it to an Alamo Theater- rent a couple of these classics and donate your money and/or time to a cause that helps this world be a little less hateful.

Thursday, August 10, 2017

Your Birth- Your Movie!

Writers Scott Beggs and Matt Patches have taken on a wonderful project- listing the movies for each year that made the most money, earned the Best Picture Oscar, and which ones are actually the best of the year according to Beggs and Patches (whose names should be switched to Patches and Beggs for maximum vaudeville effect).

Sure this makes for good "The Movies the Year You Were Born" clickbait- but take a longer look. It's interesting to see what put butts in the seat vs. what made the Academy swoon. Sometimes it's the same movie. Sometimes (especially in the early 20's and 30's) you've never heard of the film. The last category is totally arguable. I mean, I love Pink Flamingos, but it ain't better than Cabaret or The Poseidon Adventure.


Friday, July 28, 2017

Getting in to Get Out

Jordan Peele's directorial debut Get Out (2017) made quite a splash when it came out in February. It grossed $175m at the box office, ranking #9 so far this year. That's quite a feat for a non-franchise independent horror flick. It's also a rarity because it is a horror movie viewed through an African-American lens.

African-American actors have appeared infrequently in lead roles in the genre- perhaps most famously in "late of late" George Romero's Night of the Living Dead (1968). There were a couple Blaxpoitation horror flicks like Blacula (1972) and the hysterical Exorcist rip-off Abby (1974). Will Smith became the last man on earth amidst a horde of undead New Yorkers in I am Legend (2007).  But in general, there aren't alot of horror movies directed by Black artists that use the social anxiety tropes of the genre to focus on Black lives. With Get Out's success, that may change.

Chris (the teary-eyed Daniel Kaluuya) takes a trip with his girlfriend Rose (Allison Williams in all her post-racial glory) to meet her parents in their familial home on an idyllic country estate. One would think this is a set-up for a modern Who's Coming to Dinner?. It's really not. The first scene of the film features the mysterious assault and kidnapping of a young Black man who happens into the wrong neighborhood to the haunting strains of WWII ditty "Run Rabbit Run."

Then Chris and Allison's drive is interrupted by a gruesome deer collision, so it is clear there is more than an awkward dinner awaiting Chris. I hesitate to go into much more plot detail because the movie has some great surprises. Instead, I'm going to discuss how Get Out is connected to classic films- because it's what I do.

The two films critics have mentioned the most are Rosemary's Baby (1968) and The Stepford Wives (1975)- and they are spot onThe Black folk at the Armitage House are creepy racial versions of the wives of Stepford. When Georgina and Andrew speak of their happiness (the hair-raisingly excellent Betty Gabriel and Lakeith Stanfield) there is a smooth, manufactured quality that while not mechanical like Nanette Newman's recipe breakdown, has the same inhuman impact.

The upper crust elder community that comes to the annual garden party could be right out of the Castavet living room in Rosemary's Baby, and the soundtrack tips a fiendish hat to a satanic chorus that must miss the work since the Damien TV series flopped.

But these are just cosmetic similarities. What Get Out does is cleverly adapt the themes of these two earlier works (and other Female Gothic films) from questioning and stylizinging cultural gender issues to racial ones. The poised wives of Stepford were the perfectly outfitted, coiffed, and submissive images that women were burning their bras about during the Feminist Movement.


Get Out projects the placid image of Blacks as inoffensive, servile, and complacent- at once both horribly outdated, and for some, completely expected in a post-Obama world. Allison's dad keeps saying how he would vote for Obama a third time. The attitude is White people have fully accepted Blacks- so we must be beyond racial issues, right? Nope.

As in Stepford, Peele makes this regressive image uncomfortable- a version of Blackness that just wants to get along- that doesn't rock the boat- assimilated into instead of being part of. It's an aesthetically pleasing image that struggles to hide what's wrong with it. And that's what creeps us the fuck out about it.

Peele astutely makes his hero a photographer- as is Katharine Ross' character in Stepford. They are artists viewing and recording their twisted world- which in the tradition of horror- is often a reflection of our real one.

Friday, April 14, 2017

The List is Risen!

Another day, another movie listicle. (Is that what the kids call these things?)

So while you're enjoying your holiday weekend, here's the Lance's Werthwhile Movie take on the latest list:










Most Hated Movie of All Time: Anything with Adam Sandler in it.

Movie I think is Underrated: Dancer in the Dark (1990)

Movie I Love: The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014)
Favorite Action Movie: The Poseidon Adventure (1972)

Favorite Drama: The Color Purple (1985)

Favorite Horror: The Shining (1980)

Favorite Comedy: The Palm Beach Story (1942)

Favorite Disney Movie: Dumbo (1941)



Favorite Science Fiction Movie: Alien (1979)

Favorite Superhero Movie: Superman II (1980)

Favorite Pornographic Movie: Edward Penishands (1991)

Favorite Musical: West Side Story (1961)

Childhood Favorite: Star Wars (1977)



Favorite Franchise: The Lord of the Rings/ The Hobbit

Guilty pleasure: Cannonball Run (1981)

Favorite Director: Stanley Kubrick

Favorite Actress: Joan Crawford

Favorite Actor: Ewan McGregor

Favorite Movie I've Seen So Far This Year: Mad Max: Fury Road (2015)

Worst Movie I've Seen So Far This Year: Into the Wild (2007)


Movie I Have Recently Seen: The Man Who Shot Liberty Valence (1962)

What I Thought of It: The legend is true.

Most Anticipated Film of This Year: Blade Runner 2049

Favorite Movie Starring Jesus: Ben Hur (1959)

Favorite Movie Featuring Passover: The Ten Commandments (1956)

Friday, March 24, 2017

Is She, or Isn't She?

Fellow classic film lover and royal consort of one of my dearest friends, Trav SD wrote a scrumptious piece yesterday on J.C.'s birthday chronicling the layers of discovery he went through with La Crawford and her filmwork.


Personally, I have always bristled at the gorgon image of Crawford from Mommie Dearest (1981) and some of her later work. It is an extreme enough image to be laughed at and lampooned- but not to be believed. I think in most of Crawford's films- even the ones where she overplays the bitchery (like Queen Bee (1955)), she always finds at least a moment to dig beneath the vicious veneer and show the vulnerability of a woman who became hard not because she wanted to- but because it was how she survived.

I think Crawford was an actress who perpetually used the truth of her own experience to fuel her art. And I, for one, am grateful for that.

Happy Belated, Cranberry!

Sunday, March 19, 2017

The List is Life

Everyone on Facebook has been creating a list of their favorite movies by year of release, and I figure it's my responsibility to make my list and give it to all of you lucky movie fans. And if you think I'm just doing through the '80's- you don't know Lance.

2016- La La Land
2015- The Revenant
2014- The Grand Budapest Hotel
2013- American Hustle
2012- Skyfall
2011- Midnight in Paris
2010- The Kids Are Alright
2009- Inglourious Basterds
2008- In Bruges
2007- La Vie en Rose
2006- Pan's Labyrinth
2005- King Kong
2004- Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow
2003- Kill Bill: Volume One
2002- Chicago
2001- Dancer in the Dark
2000- Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon

1999- Election
1998- Gods and Monsters
1997- L.A. Confidential
1996- Fargo
1995- Dead Man Walking
1994- Bullets Over Broadway
1993- The Nightmare Before Christmas
1992- Unforgiven
1991- The Silence of the Lambs
1990- Misery

1989- Crimes and Misdemeanors
1988- Dangerous Liaisons
1987- Fatal Attraction
1986- The Mission
1985- The Color Purple
1984- Amadeus
1983- Krull
1982- Tootsie
1981- Superman II
1980- Airplane!

1979- Alien
1978- Grease
1977- Star Wars
1976- Network
1975- Grey Gardens
1974- Young Frankenstein
1973- Paper Moon
1972- Cabaret
1971- Harold and Maude
1970- The Boys in the Band

1969- Midnight Cowboy
1968- The Lion in Winter
1967- Valley of the Dolls
1966- Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?
1965- The Sound of Music
1964- Goldfinger
1963- The Birds
1962- The Manchurian Candidate
1961- West Side Story
1960- The Apartment

1959- Some Like it Hot
1958- Cat on a Hot Tin Roof
1957- The Bridge on the River Kwai
1956- Invasion of the Body Snatchers
1955- Marty
1954- On the Waterfront
1953- From Here to Eternity
1952- The Bad and the Beautiful
1951- A Streetcar Named Desire
1950- Sunset Boulevard

1949- Adam's Rib
1948- Bicycle Thieves
1947- Possessed
1946- Gilda
1945- Mildred Pierce
1944- Laura
1943- Casablanca
1942- Now, Voyager
1941- Meet John Doe
1940- The Philadelphia Story

1939- The Women
1938- A Woman's Face
1937- Stella Dallas
1936- My Man Godfrey
1935- The Informer
1934- It Happened One Night
1933- Baby Face
1932- Shanghai Express
1931- City Lights
1930- All Quiet on the Western Front

1929- The Hollywood Revue of 1929
1928- Sadie Thompson
1927- Metropolis

And past that- you'll need a true movie expert.



Thursday, March 16, 2017

La La Lance

Hello Everybody!

I know you've all been suffering lately. The uncertainty. The frustration. The questioning of what really matters. You probably feel this way because I haven't been posting regularly to my blog- but it's all going to be better now- because I've found a little free time to share some cinematic thoughts. So kick off your shoes, grab a glass of something, and revel in this moment of movie enlightenment!

I hear there's this movie out called La La Land. Ever since Christmas, people have either been squealing about how I have to see it, or bitching about how overrated it is. I am always leery of hype. I try to ignore slick ads, talking heads, and social media know-it-alls like me before I go see a movie. I want to make up my own mind- such as it is.

But boy it was hard to not hear about La La Land- especially after it was nominated for 14 Academy Awards, ultimately winning 7- oops, I mean 6 statuettes. Both pro and anti La La Land sentiments proliferated Facebook comment sections and friendships were made and wrecked over whether the movie was an enchanting modern take on the movie musical, or a soul-less knock-off.

I finally saw the movie last week- and I can now cast the deciding vote.

I loved it.

Before anyone gets their technicolor panties in a bunch- I realize we all have different tastes- and my personal interest in movies is not necessarily better or worse than anyone else's- BUT I CRIED!!! The Lance Werth Tear Test is unassailable. I don't cry at bad movies. It's impossible. I can laugh at bad movies- but if I'm snatching Kleenex to dab at my peepers, it's not a bad movie.

Granted, the movie does deal with struggling/frustrated artists which is a topic that sits very close to my heart. And I'm always a sucker for a thwarted love story- so maybe that has something to do with my wet reaction. But honestly, I don't know how people can hate this movie.
Here are some of the reasons I've heard:

1.) "It's not original. It rips off its material from old musicals."

No it doesn't. There's nothing in La la Land that is a direct copy of another musical- unless you consider the image of two people singing and dancing together a rip-off- which means there hasn't been an original movie musical since the first movie musical.

Okay- there might be some visual references to Singin' in the Rain (1952), An American in Paris (1951), and Sweet Charity (1969) but I wouldn't say the movie is an homage piece. What director Damien Chazelle does do is use vibrant, emotive colors; movement as a form of emotional communication; iconic locations; and song as character voice to tell his story about two Angelenos struggling to find success through their art.

The opening is an excellent example. "Another Day of Sun" frames our two future lovebirds in the L.A. that is equal parts traffic jam and dream factory.

The easiest example of a scene like this would be Fame (1980) but even going back to Rouben Mamoulian's Love Me Tonight (1932), the setting of musical numbers in an environment in such a way as to make the place itself a character is a time-honored musical tradition. Chazelle skillfully uses the classic tools in the movie musical toolbox. He isn't plagiarizing them.

2.) "Ryan Gosling and Emma Stone can't sing or dance."

Who can? The only movie star I'm aware of who is a musical-level trained singer and dancer (and by trained I mean they have been on Broadway- not America's Got Talent) is Hugh Jackman. And he's busy making Wolverine movies. The world where there are Fred Astaires, Judy Garlands, and Gene Kellys with stars on their doors on the MGM lot are long gone.

The movie industry stopped making musicals (with few exceptions) decades ago. So there has been no need to train and develop actors who sing and dance in movies. It's sad but true. If you don't have Hollywood musicals, you don't have Hollywood musical stars. And let's be clear- even in the Golden Age of musicals not every star sang as well as they danced. That's why Marni Nixon earned a paycheck dubbing the likes of Deborah Kerr, Natalie Wood, and Audrey Hepburn.

Gosling and Stone have voices that are perfectly listenable and both move well enough to cover the uncomplicated steps that were choreographed for them. They don't clomp around like a couple of pitchy Frankensteins who are on the audition reject episodes of American Idol. They move and sing simply- in ways that accent their performances, not distract from them.

What they do have that elevates their work beyond the realm of music video is a magnetic onscreen chemistry. It crackles and sparkles with a charm not unlike Astaire and Rogers. I was so engaged with these two characters and their relationship that the last thing I was worried about was whether Gosling was watching his feet as he completed a "Step-Ball-Change." I would watch these two just sit and chew grass. That's how good they are.

3.) "I didn't find myself singing any of the songs as I left the theater."

I have to admit- I've used this old chestnut on occasion- but after dating a Sondheim aficionado- I had to re-think that line of criticism. The modern musical is less interested in creating songs that will be turned into sheetmusic or played on the radio- and more interested in weaving the songs together to express a cohesive whole. Blame Sondheim. It's not about the individual songs- it's about how they all fit together. Having expectations that a movie musical will sound like a Rodgers and Hammerstein creation is like the old man shouting at the kids on his lawn with their long hair and their wild music. It's just not an expectation that will be met.

If you listen to the music in La La Land, I actually think a couple of the songs are very memorable (I'll most likely be lip-synching in the mirror to "Audition (Those Who Dream)" after playing it over and over on my i-pod.) The way the themes play in and out of the action, give the film a fulfilling musical flow-through that episodes of Glee would kill for.

So go see La La Land- you'll love it!... Because I said so.



Monday, January 16, 2017

Marilyn Lost & Found

A great friend of mine forwarded me an excellent article in the New York Times the other day, and me being the old Hollywood gossip I am, I had to share. When Billy Wilder shot footage of Marilyn Monroe standing over a subway grate in New York City in 1954 for the film The Seven Year Itch, he didn't know the shots would become world famous- a veritable image of rebellion against Fifties strait-laced culture. What he also didn't realize was that the footage would be useless and he would have to reshoot the scene in a studio in Hollywood- consigning the original footage to the cutting room floor.


But Wilder wasn't the only man with a camera there that summer night, and as luck would have it, the footage from furrier turned filmman Jules Schulback has surfaced. It shows a luminous star at one of her most iconic moments. As with most things Monroe, there is a backstory that is not as bubbly as the actress' onscreen persona, but that is what makes her story, and these images so compelling. And if you haven't seen The Seven Year Itch, what are you waiting for?