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THE RELIC (1996)--Directed by Peter Hyams.
Stars Penelope Ann Miller, Tom Sizemore, James Whitmore, Linda Hunt. This good old-fashioned monster movie was a surprise
hit early in '96. Based upon a best-selling novel, it's about an ugly, vicious creature that is accidentally transported from
South America to Chicago and begins slaughtering people in the Field Museum. Sure, the plot contains plenty of holes (is there
really a series of underground tunnels leading from the museum all the way to Lake Michigan??), but Miller (as a plucky scientist)
and Sizemore (as an everyman wisecracking detective) are good hero material, the pacing is fast, and there's a surprising
amount of gore for a mainstream studio thriller.
RELIGULOUS (2008)—Directed by Larry
Charles. Stars Bill Maher. The director of BORAT and the producer/star of POLITICALLY INCORRECT and HBO’s
REAL TIME come together for this funny documentary about religion. Maher’s thesis is that those who believe beyond
any doubt the tales written in the Bible are not only delusional, but dangerous. He travels the world interviewing believers,
such as a United States congressman who accepts the story of a talking snake and a preacher who claims to be a former homosexual
who now helps gays convert to a hetero lifestyle. While some of the subjects are here only to be mocked (such as the
congregation of a truck stop chapel), others, such as a Vatican priest who admits the Bible is false and an anti-Zionist Jew
who denies the Holocaust, provide provocative answers to Maher’s questions about faith. Unfortunately, while RELIGULOUS
delivers laughs, it’s never as deep or as provocative as it should be. Intercutting the interviews with clips
from old movies deliver cheap laughs, but I’m not sure that Maher’s central argument—that politics and religion
are world-threatening bedfellows—deserves such trivial treatment.
THE RELUCTANT ASTRONAUT (1966)--Directed by
Edward J. Montague. Stars Don Knotts, Leslie Nielsen, Joan Freeman, Arthur O'Connell. TV's Barney Fife plays a NASA janitor
shot into space. For fans of THE GHOST AND MR. CHICKEN only.
REMO WILLIAMS: THE ADVENTURE BEGINS
(1985)--Directed by Guy Hamilton. Stars Fred Ward, Joel Grey, Wilford Brimley, Kate Mulgrew, J.A. Preston, Charles Cioffi.
And ends. Interesting premise has maverick New York cop Williams (Ward) being recruited (against his will) by the government
to be a spy/hitman. However, his training in martial arts and deception by elderly Zen master Grey (almost unrecognizable
in Asian old-age makeup) doesn't leave the screenplay enough time to develop its plot, which involves the theft of missiles
by a well-connected arms dealer (Cioffi). The action and stunts are exciting enough (the Statue of Liberty setpiece is very
well-executed), but there's just too much stuff crammed into its 121-minute running time. Mulgrew is wasted as Remo's (undeveloped)
romantic interest. The first film of a series that never developed. From the director of four James Bond epics. Written by
Christopher Wood, who scripted MOONRAKER. Also with Michael Pataki and William Hickey.
RENEGADES
(1989)--Directed by Jack Sholder. Stars Kiefer Sutherland, Lou Diamond Phillips, Rob Knepper. The stars are a
little young for their roles, but RENEGADES is an engaging, well-paced action movie anyway. Philadelphia detective Buster
McHenry (Sutherland), undercover to investigate police corruption, takes part in a bank robbery, and the brother of Lakota
Sioux Hank Storm (Phillips) is killed by crook Marino (Knepper). McHenry is also shot when his cover is blown and is
nursed back to health by Storm and his family using Native American medicine. In age-old buddy-cop tradition, the two
reluctantly team up to capture Marino and retrieve an ancient Lakota spear he has stolen. The two stars, friends who
worked together in the YOUNG GUNS movies, are decent enough and know better to stay out of the way of Sholder’s fine
action scenes, including a pretty good car chase and a climax involving a burning barn and a flaming spear. Bill Smitrovich,
Jami Gertz, Floyd “Red Crow” Westerman, Gary Farmer and Clark Johnson (HOMICIDE: LIFE ON THE STREET) are in it
too. Music by Michael Kamen.
RENT-A-COP (1988)--Directed by Jerry London.
Stars Burt Reynolds, Liza Minnelli, James Remar, Richard Masur, John Stanton. I saw this R-rated thriller when it came
out in theaters because I love Reynolds and I like cop movies. I can understand why no one else would be interested
though. It’s a completely by-the-book cop flick hampered by a miscast Minnelli (who hadn’t really acted
in a film since ARTHUR), a script on auto-pilot by Michael Blodgett and Dennis Shryack (who also wrote HERO AND THE TERROR
and TURNER & HOOCH together), and perfunctory direction by television vet London.
Chicago detective Tony Church (Reynolds) is fired after a
drug bust in a hotel goes bad, resulting in the deaths of his partners. The killer, a psychopath named Dancer (Remar),
leaves behind a witness, brassy call girl Della (Minnelli). After barely escaping a second murder attempt, Della hires
Church, now making ends meet as a department store Santa, to protect her from Dancer and the army of corrupt ex-cops on the
payroll of druglord Harlan Alexander (Australian actor Stanton).
You’ll have no trouble predicting everything that happens,
as London and his writers make no effort to add any twists or spins to the hoary plot. Take away the squibs, and this
could easily have been a CBS Monday night movie. Liza is completely unbelievable as both a high-priced prostitute and
a person, as her performance leads the viewer to believe she forgot she was supposed to be afraid most of the time.
Forever rambling and flitting across the screen, Minnelli at least makes an attractive contrast to the charming Reynolds,
who mostly underplays (or possibly sleepwalks) through a script he could hardly have been pleased with.
I suppose you could do a lot worse. RENT-A-COP at least
has Reynolds and a decent supporting cast (Robby Benson, Bernie Casey, John P. Ryan, Dionne Warwick, even Michael Rooker in
a brief bit), as well as a truly inventive demise for Remar’s heavy. Jerry Goldsmith’s score sounds as though
the maestro wasn’t really into the film either. Burt was about done as a leading man after Kings Road dumped RENT-A-COP
into a few theaters in January 1988, but he soon found success on the small screen in EVENING SHADE.
THE REPLACEMENT KILLERS (1998)--Directed
by Antoine Fuqua. Stars Chow Yun-Fat, Mira Sorvino, Michael Rooker. The American film debut of Asian action hero Chow Yun-Fat--often
referred to as the Chinese Clint Eastwood--is, sad to say, a major bust. Not that it's Chow's fault; even though his English
isn't the greatest (he's no less intelligible than Arnold Schwarzenegger or Jean-Claude Van Damme--even Stallone, for that
matter), he's still able to project a certain level of charisma and danger needed to survive as a Hollywood leading man. No,
the blame for this disaster falls on a listless screenplay and overly frenetic direction by music video vet Fuqua (making
his film debut as well). Fuqua has absolutely no idea how to shoot an action sequence--he fails to use establishing shots
so we know where the good guys and bad guys are in relation to each other before they start shooting; shots are too tightly
edited; everything is in close-up, whereas we ought to be able to get some sense of scope.
The plot is wafer-thin:
Chow is a hitman for a Chinese mob in America whose conscience will not allow him to assassinate the child of an American
cop (Rooker) responsible for the death of a mobster's son. So the mob hires "replacement" killers to finish the job and Chow
in the process. Chow ends up teamed with a sexy, street-tough forger (Sorvino) who happens to sit around her grimy apartment
in a cocktail dress and heels. This is a major step down for Sorvino, who won an Academy Award as Woody Allen's hooker girlfriend
in MIGHTY APHRODITE, and is obviously getting bad career advice from boyfriend Quentin Tarantino, who is well-known for his
admiration of Chow Yun-Fat and Asian action cinema. THE REPLACEMENT KILLERS contains not one moment of originality, suspense
or excitement. Also with Danny Trejo. Features a rotten techno score by Harry Gregson-Williams.
REPLICANT (2001)--Directed by Ringo Lam.
Stars Jean-Claude Van Damme, Michael Rooker. Not for the first time, Van Damme plays dual roles in this muddled SF action
movie, which went directly to home video in the U.S. One of them is "The Torch", a serial killer stalking Seattle, murdering
young single mothers and setting them on fire post-mortem. Police detective Jake Riley (Rooker) has dedicated two years
to stopping the Torch's rampage, but chooses to retire with the madman still on the loose. As the world's leading expert
on the killer, however, Riley is recruited by the National Security Agency to complete the job, but with a little help from
a new friend: a clone of the Torch (also played by Van Damme) which has somehow been created in a secret government
laboratory somewhere in the mountains. Riley seems less shocked to learn the U.S. has mastered the art of cloning as
you might think, and barely blinks at the NSA's orders to baby-sit the child-like "replicant", the idea being that an artificial
human sharing the same mind as the killer will help lead the cops to his hideout. As Riley's new partner adjusts to
life in the real world (including his first sexual experience with an improbably understanding hooker), director Lam leads
us through a series of hackneyed action sequences and tangled story points that don't add up to gratifying viewing.
Van Damme is better than you might expect--he really does project the replicant's pathos well, creating great sympathy for
an innocent character forced into violent circumstances--but Rooker is only called upon to scowl, punch and shoot, and aside
from a couple of neat stunts in a parking garage, Lam's action scenes contain little bite. Also with Catherine Dent,
Ian Robison, Allan Gray and Marnie Alton. Music by Guy Zerafa. Lam also directed MAXIMUM RISK, which also featured
J-C in two roles. Filmed in Vancouver.
THE REPTILE (1966)--Directed by John Gilling.
Stars Noel Willman, Ray Barrett, Jennifer Daniel. Hammer shocker about a young man and his wife who travel to a 19th-century
Cornish village to investigate the death of the man's brother. It turns out other men have died the same way--their skin turns
black, they foam at the mouth and fang marks are found on their necks. No, it's not a vampire, but a mystical cobra woman.
Pretty good, thanks to typical amounts of Hammer's gothic atmosphere, sets and camerawork, plus some pretty good performances.
Roy Ashton's makeup job on the snake woman is not his best, but not bad considering the film's low budget. Also with Hammer
regular Michael Ripper. Produced by Anthony Nelson-Keys, and written by Anthony Hinds using his "John Elder" nom de plume.
Shot using the same sets as Gilling's PLAGUE OF THE ZOMBIES, another pretty good Hammer film.
RESCUE FORCE (1989)--Directed by Charles
Nizet. Stars Richard Harrison. I should really watch this ridiculously insane action movie again, since I’m
not certain I was able to absorb the idiocy the first time. If only its incompetence wasn’t so dull. I think
three topless CIA agents are assigned to rescue a kidnapped diplomat and his daughter. Their boss is played by Bo Gritz,
a real-life Green Beret (and non-actor) who made the news for attempting to recruit mercenaries to rescue American POWs from
Viet Cong prison camps. Harrison gets top billing, but does nothing to deserve it, and the WTF ending finds our heroines
giggling in a hot tub together. Very bad, yet oddly compelling. With Cynthia Thompson (CAVEGIRL), Kelly Bowan
and Keiri Smith.
RESERVOIR DOGS (1993)--Directed by Quentin
Tarantino. Stars Harvey Keitel, Lawrence Tierney, Chris Penn, Steve Buscemi, Tim Roth, Michael Madsen. Interesting debut by
writer/director Tarantino about a group of gangsters who attempt to rob a diamond exchange and the bloody aftermath. The job
is masterminded by crime boss Tierney (great to see him back on the big screen). The gangsters are all known as Mr. White,
Mr. Pink, etc.; only Tierney knows their real names so if police captures one, he will be unable to inform on the others.
However, the plan goes awry, and much blood is spilled. Keitel and Madsen stand out among the tough-guy cast. Script is full
of pop-culture references; Tarantino also has a small role as one of the gangsters. He's obviously seen a lot of crime movies
and TV cop shows. Plenty of graphic violence and vulgar language; definitely not for the squeamish.
RESURRECTION (1999)--Directed by Russell Mulcahy.
Stars Christopher Lambert, Robert Joy, Leland Orser. Without SE7EN, this Canadian-lensed serial killer movie would have
never existed. However, it's more than just a cheap ripoff. Propelled by an absorbing Brad Mirman (KNIGHT MOVES)
screenplay, Lambert's steady performance and unusually attentive direction by Mulcahy (who previously worked with Lambert
on the first two HIGHLANDER movies), RESURRECTION is an exciting police procedural with enough gore and suspense to please
horror fans, much like SE7EN.
Chicago detective John Prudhomme (Lambert), newly transplanted from
New Orleans to explain the actor's French accent, gets the call when a 33-year-old man is found murdered in his mansion.
The victim was electrocuted and tortured pre-mortem, and his right arm was amputated. The killer took the arm with him,
but left a message written on the window in lamb's blood: "He's coming." More bodies turn up, all with missing
body parts, all belonging to 33-year-old white males, and all left in grotesque positions by their murderer. Investigating
with his joke-telling partner Andy Hollingsworth (Orser, who appeared in another SE7EN-influenced film, THE BONE COLLECTOR)
and an FBI profiler (Joy), Prudhomme discovers that the extremely clever killer, who leaves telltale clues to his identity,
is collecting the corpse's limbs in order to resurrect Christ on Easter Sunday.
It's a shame that Mirman and Mulcahy had so little faith in RESURRECTION
that so much of it echoes SE7EN so closely. The plot so closely follows that of SE7EN that it seems as though all Mirman
had to do was change the names of the characters. Cinematographer Jonathan Freeman shoots his Toronto locations (filling
in for Chicago) with enough fog and rain to suggest a post-apocalyptic setting, while the killer's identity, a mid-reel foot
chase and scenes of Lambert's brooding home life, complete with flashbacks to his young son's death years before, give one
déjà vu to watch.
However, once one gets past the similarities to SE7EN, what's left
is an often remarkable thriller and one unfairly relegated to the direct-to-video slagheap. Mulcahy, whose modus operandi
is all-style-little-substance, must have been impressed with what meat exists on Mirman's script (Lambert receives co-story
credit), because he stages the brutal attacks and gory crime scenes with a charnelhouse fervor. His use of so-called
"taboo" images such as male nudity and a newborn baby under attack intensifies the suspense, as do some jittery camerawork
and the scariest "killer's mask" since Michael Myers rampaged through Haddonfield.
While RESURRECTION might be take an effort to find (I happened across
the video box in the "2 for $1.00" rental section), it's certainly well worth it, as it contains some of the best work both
Lambert and Mulcahy (whose career has moved into episodic television) have done in years. A more original approach and
a higher budget (which would have allowed Mulcahy to shoot in Chicago with a more colorful cast) could have really made it
something special, true, but it's unlikely that the filmmakers' skill and passion will be lost on you. Also with David
Cronenberg, Barbara Tyson, Rick Fox, Peter MacNeill and Jayne Eastwood. Music by James McGrath.
THE RETALIATOR (1987)--Directed by Allen
Holzman (and Robert Short). Stars Robert Ginty, Sandahl Bergman. CONAN THE BARBARIAN co-star Bergman plays the
title role in this TERMINATOR-influenced action movie, a Middle Eastern terrorist named Samira. CIA agent Eric Mathews
(Ginty) kills her on a mission to rescue some kidnapped children in Greece, and her body returns with him to Los Angeles,
where his bosses implant a cybernetic device in her brain that turns her into a superhuman killing machine. How this
mechanical device makes her super-strong and invulnerable, I don't know, but I'm sure you can guess what happens when this
alleged "super-soldier with no mind of her own" finds herself loose and on a rampage. Some of the stunts are pretty
nifty, but the story by writer Short is pretty routine, and Ginty (THE EXTERMINATOR) and Bergman do little to elevate the
material. Short is credited with directing "additional material". Also with James Booth, Alex Courtney and George
Fisher. Also known as PROGRAMMED TO KILL. Music by Jerrold Immel and Craig Huxley (Hundley). From the director
of FORBIDDEN WORLD.
RETROACTIVE (1997)—Directed by Louis Morneau.
Stars James Belushi, Kylie Travis, Frank Whaley, Shannon Whirry, M. Emmet Walsh. Directed by Louis Morneau, one of the
better DTV filmmakers out there, this imaginative time-travel rift frustratingly veers wildly back and forth between clever
and stupid. Of course, time-travel stories always run the risk of breaking its own rules in favor of moving the story
along; even the best time-travel movies, such as THE TERMINATOR and BACK TO THE FUTURE, have niggling plot threads hanging
loose at story’s end. However, those films are so witty, so entertaining that we’re willing to overlook
their flaws. RETROACTIVE isn’t nearly as good, but
its energetic action scenes and occasional flashes of brilliance make it worth watching, frustrations aside.
Karen (Travis), a police psychologist from Chicago, is stranded
in the Texas desert after her car breaks down. She hitches a ride with Frank (Belushi), a loudmouthed hood with Elvis
sideburns, and his mousy wife Rayanne (Whirry)—a decision Karen quickly regrets when Frank kills Rayanne and blows up
a gas station. On the run for her life, Karen finds temporary refuge at a mysterious government installation, where
scientist Brian (Whaley) is alone putting the final touches on his time machine. She uses it to go back 20 minutes,
hoping to prevent Frank’s temper outburst and its violent domino effect on everyone he meets.
There’s much more to the story than that—suffice to
say that Karen’s attempt to retroactively patch things up goes awry—and most of the fun comes in anticipating
the directions in which Karen manipulates the plot. The problem is that Morneau and his three screenwriters spent so
much time dreaming up plot twists and chases that they’re ultimately wasted on a scenario that’s not really very
riveting. In THE TERMINATOR, the hero goes back in time to prevent the destruction of humanity at the hands of evil
robots. Here, Karen’s quest is to prevent an ignorant redneck with a gun from shooting a few people. The
filmmakers are as sincere, I believe, as their heroine, but the stakes aren’t high enough to become fully invested in
her plight.
Morneau and Belushi enjoyed themselves enough to reunite on another
DTV action movie, MADE MEN, which is much better. Belushi is perfectly cast, but stuck with a character that isn’t
too interesting. He seems to know it, and fills his performance with enough loutish bluster in an effort to create someone
who isn’t on the page. Travis and Whaley are fine; I appreciated that Karen is smart enough to figure out what
has happened to her long before characters in dumber movies would have. Sure, it’s hard to believe you’ve
gone backwards in time, but when it quickly occurs to her there can be no other explanation, she takes advantage of her foreknowledge
to prevent senseless deaths.
RETROACTIVE deserved a bigger audience than it received. Orion’s
financial woes kept it out of theaters, and its unappealing box art probably turned away many VHS and DVD renters who may
find its energetic stunts, striking photography, and entertaining story twists up their alley.
THE RETURN (1980)--Directed by Greydon Clark.
Stars Jan-Michael Vincent, Cybill Shepherd, Raymond Burr. 25 years after their childhood encounter with a UFO, local
deputy Wayne (Vincent) and scientist Jennifer (Shepherd) reunite in a small Western town where a series of cattle mutilations
and brutal murders are occurring. It looks like the extraterrestrials are back, but what do they want? The answer
lays in a creepy old mine that contains an interstellar link to another planet. Pretty goofy stuff, but dig that trash
cast: Vincent Schiavelli, Neville Brand, Martin Landau as the sheriff, Susan Kiger and Darby Hinton. Writers Ken
and Jim Wheat went on to PITCH BLACK.
RETURN FIRE: JUNGLE WOLF II (1988)—Directed
by Neil Callaghan. Stars Ron Marchini, Adam West, D.W. Landingham, Dax Nicholas. Despite the “II”
in the title, this junky action movie is apparently a sequel to two films produced in the Philippines: JUNGLE WOLF and
FORGOTTEN WARRIOR. Marchini, a bad actor who starred in several low-budget action movies, some of which he also wrote
and produced, returns as Steve Parrish. The clunky script is horrible at explaining most of what happens, so some of
this I’m piecing together. Parrish is a CIA operative who’s abandoned in Central America by his corrupt
boss Carruthers (West). He stays there and fosters a relationship with a young woman, Maria, who is killed by revolutionaries.
Parrish eventually returns to San Francisco (with Stockton supplying the locations), where he’s ambushed in a mall toilet
and his son Zak (Nicholas) is kidnapped. The main culprit is a druglord named Petroli (Landingham), who wants revenge
on Parrish for messing up his Central American drug operation. Little of the narrative makes much sense, and the ending
leaves open some glaring holes, in particular the fate of a female agent who helps Steve. The acting is awful all the
way around. Adam West is inherently ridiculous, so perhaps it isn’t fair to denigrate his performance. West
obviously was perfect as Batman, and in certain situations he can be funny, but his turn here as a teeth-gnarling heavy isn’t
his forte. Action fans may like RETURN FIRE anyway, despite its inanity. More than half the running time is filled
with gun battles, chases and explosions (strangely, Marchini does hardly any martial arts), and Callaghan finds time to slip
some bare breasts into the violence. Also with Lynn O’Brian, Jie Alva, Joe Meyer and Mindi Miller. The music
score is needle drops from a 30-year-old library.
RETURN FROM WITCH MOUNTAIN (1978)--Directed
by John Hough. Stars Kim Richards, Ike Eisenmann, Bette Davis, Christopher Lee. Never let it be said that Walt
Disney Productions was unwilling to capitalize on success. Three years after psychic space children Tia (Richards) and
Tony (Eisenmann) lit up matinees in the charming ESCAPE TO WITCH MOUNTAIN, the young stars reunited with their ESCAPE director
for this faster-paced sequel. It's also slightly darker, partially due to some kinky camerawork and location shooting
quite unlike the rest of Disney's output up to that time, but also because of writer Malcolm Marmorstein's surprisingly adult
theme: none other than nuclear terrorism.
Arriving in Los Angeles for a touch of R&R from Witch Mountain
(they land their flying saucer on the 50-yard line of the Rose Bowl), Tony and Tia quickly become separated when Tony is snatched
by mad scientist Victor Gannon (Lee) and his wealthy benefactor Letha (Davis), who discover Tony's secret powers and plan
to use them to rule the world. After a gold heist goes awry, Gannon decides to shoot for the big time, hypnotizing Tony
and forcing him to cause a meltdown at a nuclear power station unless the government can cough up $5 million. Tia, who
has teamed up with a harmless gang of street urchins seeking to make a "bad" name for themselves, follow Tony's psychic trail
around the rundown downtown area, hoping to stop her brother in time.
Eisenmann got the short end of the stick in some ways, since most
of the running time calls for him to just stand around like a zombie, taking orders from Lee and Davis. The passive
roles given to the children, including Richards, who mainly just runs around following clues until the end, are a bit of a
bummer, since much of ESCAPE's appeal was how the two siblings worked together to achieve their goal. Here, they're
almost supporting players in their own movie, even giving way to the "Earthquake Gang", four boys lovable enough, but not
as much as Richards and Eisenmann. Again, as in the original film, the adult stars turn in admirable work. Davis,
who would star later in Disney's THE WATCHER IN THE WOODS, doesn't do a lot of acting, but appears to relish the opportunity
to show a much lighter side than she usually had before. Lee is, of course, an imposing figure and a fine actor, and
lends his egocentric heavy the right touch of winking casualness needed in a Disney villain, while still maintaining a sense
of danger.
Danny Lee and Art Cruickshank's visual effects are surprisingly
primitive, considering RETURN was filmed after STAR WARS raised the bar on what audiences would accept as "real". An
amusing car chase involves plenty of flying, rolling and bouncing vehicles, but the most interesting effect isn't an effect
at all: a goat running across the roofs of several parked cars. Never seen that before! Jack Soo (BARNEY
MILLER) is hilarious in his final film before succumbing to cancer a year later, playing a frustrated truant officer, while
Anthony James (IN THE HEAT OF THE NIGHT), Dick Bakalyan, Denver Pyle and Stu Gilliam have fun sending up their usual character
parts. Christian Juttner, Brad Savage, Jeffrey Jacquet and Poindexter (the lookalike brother of FAMILY TIES co-star
Tina Yothers) play the Earthquake Gang. Lalo Schifrin did the wacka-wacka score this time around. Eisenmann and
Richards also played brother and sister in the TV-movie DEVIL DOG: THE HOUND OF HELL.
Once again, Disney provides WITCH MOUNTAIN fans with a sterling
DVD release, featuring a sharp 1.75:1 (16x9 enhanced) image and 5.1 Dolby Digital sound. The audio commentary by Hough,
Richards and Eisenmann is as entertaining as their ESCAPE track; Hough's dry style is complemented by his attention to detail
and strong memory. Juttner, Savage and Yothers reunite for the first time in 25 years for an on-camera interview, while
Eisenmann, Richards, Hough, Lee and associate producer Kevin Corcoran provide insight in MAKING THE RETURN TRIP, a new making-of
documentary. Reaching further inside the Disney Vault (the interactive menus are pretty cool), we find a Donald Duck
cartoon, Disney's 1978 Studio Album (THE BLACK HOLE went into production that year), DISNEY KIDS WITH POWERS (another brief
MTV-style series of clips), production stills, advertising and promotional material, and bios of Eisenmann, Richards, Lee,
Davis, Pyle and Hough. Rarest of all must be the "Lost Treasure", a ten-minute interview with Christopher Lee promoting
RETURN in 1978, conducted entirely in Spanish by a Mexican journalist. Lee comes off as quite friendly and intelligent,
even while plugging his next feature, the un-Disneylike THE PASSAGE. The cover touts a theatrical trailer as one of
the extras, which is only accessible as an Easter Egg.
THE RETURN OF CAPTAIN INVINCIBLE (1983)--Directed
by Philippe Mora. Stars Alan Arkin, Christopher Lee, Kate Fitzpatrick, Michael Pate. Very unusual superhero musical starring
Arkin as Captain Invincible, a costumed crimefighter who helped the United States battle the Nazis during World War II, but
was a victim of HUAC during the 50s. He refused to testify before Joseph McCarthys committee, was branded a traitor, and disappeared
from public view. Twenty years later, one of his old enemies, Mr. Midnight (Lee), is threatening to conquer the world with
a superweapon he has stolen from the U.S. government. The President (Pate) finds Captain Invincible--a homeless alcoholic--in
Sydney, Australia, and convinces him to come out of retirement, get into shape, and foil Mr. Midnight's plan. Highly influenced
by THE ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW (Richard O'Brien wrote some of the songs), Mora's film is too uneven to be of complete interest,
wavering between rock parody and juvenile slapstick (there's even a pie fight). It's too silly for most adults, and many scenes
(including a dance routine featuring women in dominatrix garb) will go over the heads of children. Lee, who often lamented
that he'd never gotten the opportunity to appear in a musical comedy, seems to be having great fun, and he's easily the best
thing in the movie. Also with Max Phipps, Bruce Spence, Graham Kennedy and Chelsea Brown. Score by William Motzing. One of
the co-writers was Steven E. DeSouza, who also penned 48 HOURS and DIE HARD. From the director of HOWLING II and III.
THE RETURN OF CHARLIE CHAN (1973)—Directed
by Daryl Duke. Stars Ross Martin, Louise Sorel, Richard Haydn, Leslie Nielsen, Joseph Hindy, Kathleen Widdoes, Don Gordon,
Peter Donat. Universal Television produced this TV-movie in 1971 as a pilot for a proposed series starring Martin (who played
a master of disguise and dialects on THE WILD WILD WEST) as Earl Derr Biggers’ famous literary detective. Not only did
ABC not pick up the show, but it also refused to air the movie until 1979 (!), when it ran buried in late-night. With the
exception of the equally poorly regarded theatrical film CHARLIE CHAN AND THE CURSE OF THE DRAGON QUEEN (which starred Peter
Ustinov as Chan), Charlie hasn’t been seen on the screen since. The retired Chan leaves his Hawaiian pineapple farm
for Vancouver, where he investigates an assassination attempt on the fifth richest man in the world, a shipping magnate named
Hadrachi (Nielsen). The suspects are all sequestered aboard Hadrachi’s yacht, including his cheating wife (Sorel), his
ambitious son (Hindy), his security chief (Gordon), his wife’s lover (Donat), and Kidder (Haydn), an old friend of Chan’s
who solicits the dick’s services. Duke (THE SILENT PARTNER) was a fine director, and producer Jack Laird and writer
Gene Kearney did some fabulous work on NIGHT GALLERY, but this story is a dud, and Martin is, to put it kindly, miscast. You’ll
be so bored, you won’t even care who the killer is. Also known as HAPPINESS IS A WARM CLUE, Universal released the movie
as an overseas feature in 1973.
THE RETURN OF MR. MOTO (1965)--Directed by
Ernest Morris. Stars Henry Silva. The decidedly non-Japanese Silva portrays Japanese sleuth Mr. (I.A.) Moto in
this stodgy black-and-white spy drama. It was the first Moto movie in over 25 years, and seems to have been the last
as well. It's pretty dull in its sets, staging and casting, and I wonder if it was intended as a British television
pilot. Moto is now with Interpol, and becomes embroiled in a plot involving ex-Nazis, oil in the Middle East and the
murder of his friend McAllister, an American oil executive. Morris' pacing is dreary, spending nearly 20 minutes on
an opening chase that's neither exciting nor original. Silva oddly plays Moto without makeup or an accent, although
when he later "disguises" himself as a Japanese oilman through the use of glasses, facial hair and "pidgin" English, he fools
even his friendly associates. Also with Sue Lloyd, Martin Wyldeck, Stanley Morgan and Terence Longdon. Neither
Morris nor scripter Fred Eggers appears to have worked again after this. Filmed at London's Shepperton Studios and released
by 20th Century Fox.
RETURN OF SABATA--See SABATA.
THE RETURN OF SWAMP THING (1989)--Directed by Jim
Wynorski. Stars Louis Jourdan, Heather Locklear, Dick Durock, Sarah Douglas, Ace Mask. Len Wein and Berni Wrightson's
monster anti-hero returns to the big screen, seven years after Wes Craven's hit SWAMP THING for MGM. Mad scientist Arcane
(Jourdan) returns from the dead to continue his illicit gene-splicing experiments in a spacious Georgia manor. His attempts
at creating a rejuvenation serum are unsuccessful until his stepdaughter Abigail (Locklear) drops in for a visit. Realizing
that Abby's DNA is a match for her late mother's--and perfectly compatible with his formula--Arcane kidnaps her in an effort
to transfer her lifeforce into his body using an elaborate machine created by Dr. Zurrell (Douglas) and Dr. Rochelle (Mask).
Thankfully, tall, green and monstrous Swamp Thing (stuntman Durock), Arcane's former associate who was mutated into a plant
creature in the original film, drops into the picture, providing Locklear with a rescuer and a love interest.
Wynorski delivers 87 minutes of family-friendly comic-book fun by
allowing Jourdan's and Locklear's natural charm to flow across the occasionally campy dialogue ("Hey, aren't you a plant?").
Lightyear Entertainment, which produced Jane Fonda workout videos, provided Wynorski with not much of a budget, but he takes
full advantage of every penny, ensuring a realistic costume and makeup for Durock's two-fisted superhero and plenty of exploding
jeeps, houses and lab equipment. It isn't a sophisticated sequel, but it's fast-paced, silly and fun. Durock,
perhaps the only stuntman to tackle the leading role in a weekly television series (USA's SWAMP THING, which ran for 72 episodes),
handles both the physical and dramatic demands quite well, although his voice was dubbed by an unknown actor. Also with
Monique Gabrielle (DEATHSTALKER II), Joey Sagal, RonReaco Lee, Daniel Taylor and Ralph Pace. Music by Chuck Cirino.
Lensed on location in Savannah, Georgia over four six-day workweeks. Creedence Clearwater Revival's "Born on the Bayou"
is nicely used.
RETURN OF THE DRAGON (1973)--Directed by Bruce
Lee. Stars Bruce Lee, Nora Miao, Bob Wall, Chuck Norris, Wang Ing Sik. Lee is a Hong Kong adventurer who travels to Rome to
stop the mob from taking over his family's restaurant. Along the way, he takes on dozens of opponents in kung-fu fights. The
film's best scene is the Lee-Norris battle in the Colosseum (even though none of it was actually filmed there). Norris's film
debut. Lee's only directorial effort, and the only one of his films that he had any kind of creative control over. Dubbing
is terrible.
RETURN OF THE EVIL DEAD (1973)--Directed by Amando
de Ossorio. Stars Tony Kendall, Frank Brana, Esperanza Roy, Fernando Sancho, Lone Fleming. De Ossorio’s
first sequel to TOMBS OF THE BLIND DEAD is slightly better, for no other reason in that it contains more zombie action.
A small village in Portuguese celebrating the burning of blood-drinking Knights Templar five centuries earlier is attacked
by the zombies of those same Knights. A small group of survivors holes up in a church NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD-style
and has until sunrise in which to effect an escape. Since the corpses had been blinded by their killers before being
killed, they react only to sound, resulting in some nicely effective suspense scenes in which potential victims try to sneak
past their skeletal tormentors. Also known as ATTACK OF THE BLIND DEAD and RETURN OF THE BLIND DEAD, this sequel moves
at a more rapid pace and provides a couple of human villains, so we can look forward to their gory demises.
RETURN OF THE 5 DEADLY VENOMS--See CRIPPLED
AVENGERS.
RETURN OF THE JEDI (1983)--Directed by Richard Marquand. Stars Mark Hamill, Harrison Ford,
Carrie Fisher, Billy Dee Williams, Alec Guinness and the voice of James Earl Jones. Final segment of George Lucas's original
STAR WARS trilogy is like a comic-book come to life. The action is fast and furious, and the cast seems to be having a good
time. The loose ends come together a little too neatly though, and I really hate the Ewoks. Got to love Jabba the Hut and
Fisher's tiny outfits. Co-written by Lawrence Kasdan. Great visual effects from the gang at Industrial Lights and Magic. From
the director of JAGGED EDGE.
RETURN OF THE LASH (1947)--Directed by Ray
Taylor. Stars Lash LaRue, Al St. John, George Chesebro, Brad Slaven. LaRue had a short-lived career in B-westerns
during the '40s and early '50s, his chief gimmick being his use of a bullwhip to disarm the bad guys instead of a gun.
Clad in black, wearing his hat at a jaunty angle, and endowed with thick, dark eyebrows, LaRue looked more like a heavy than
the actual heavies in the movies he made. In several, he played a character known as the Cheyenne Kid, usually accompanied
by his loyal but buffoonish bewhiskered sidekick Fuzzy Q. Jones, played by former silent comic St. John (billed here as Al
"Fuzzy" St. John).
Here, Cheyenne and Fuzzy find themselves in the middle of a range
war started by local crime boss Big Jim Kirby (Chesebro). However, at less than an hour in length, RETURN OF THE LASH
seems as though it gives more screen time to Fuzzy's allegedly "comic" antics than to its star. In fact, Lash doesn't
even show up until about ten minutes in. Between the horse chases, gunfights and furniture-smashing brawls, there's
an odd subplot involving Fuzzy's amnesia, causing him to forget where he hid the $33,000 the ranchers need to stave off Kirby's
reign. Little kids are probably the best audience for this fast-paced programmer, although for anyone else it isn't
really any worse than a painless way to kill an hour. Also with Mary Maynard, Lee Morgan and Kermit Maynard. From
PRC.
THE RETURN OF THE LIVING DEAD (1985)--Directed
by Dan O'Bannon. Stars Clu Gulager, James Karen, Don Calfa, Thom Mathews. John Russo and Russell Streiner wrote
the story for this unofficial sequel to George Romero’s NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD, but O’Bannon’s witty scripting
and some gung-ho actors elevate the material to a terrific horror/comedy that outshines Romero’s own DAY OF THE DEAD,
released the same year. O’Bannon’s plot posits that the events of NOTLD actually occurred, but were hushed
up by the U.S. Army. Warehouse workers Karen and Mathews find a canister of an experimental chemical that caused the
dead to rise in 1968 and accidentally let it loose, where the fumes spread to a cemetery next door. Karen and Mathews
have terrific comic chemistry with each other and with Gulager, who plays their level-headed boss. The action quickly
moves from Gulager’s medical supply house to a mortuary run by Calfa, where the frantic zombie-makers are joined by
Mathews’ teen punker friends. O’Bannon effectively mixes frenetic comedy and blood-spurting horror, fading
only during the hasty and confusing ending. Karen and Gulager ended up doing a lot of cheap horror movies after this.
In fact, Karen and Mathews (also in FRIDAY THE 13TH PART VI) returned as different but similar characters in RETURN OF THE
LIVING DEAD PART II, one of horror’s oddest titles. Linnea Quigley’s nude cemetery dance is a highlight.
Also with Jewel Shepard, Miguel A. Nunez Jr., Beverly Randolph and Jonathan Terry. Matt Clifford’s score is a
good one.
RETURN OF THE LIVING DEAD, PART II (1988)--Directed
by Ken Wiederhorn. Stars James Karen, Thom Mathews, Suzanne Snyder, Dana Ashbrook. More like a remake of Part I than a sequel.
Another Army container of zombie gas breaks open, and zombies are everywhere. Not as many laughs, but as much blood and gore
as the first. From the director of EYES OF A STRANGER.
RETURN OF THE LIVING DEAD 3 (1993)--Directed
by Brian Yuzna. Stars Mindy Clarke, J. Trevor Edmond, Kent McCord. Director Yuzna, who was involved in such gorefests as BRIDE
OF RE-ANIMATOR, takes creator Dan O'Bannon's LIVING DEAD series in a different direction. The tongue-in-cheek atmosphere is
gone, as Colonel McCord takes command of an Army base, and begins testing the trioxin gas on corpses in an effort to use (and
control) the dead as soldiers. When McCord's rebellious teenage son's girlfriend (Clarke) is killed in a motorcycle accident,
the son (Edmond) uses the gas to bring her back, not knowing what a gut-muncher she will turn into. Serious with a downbeat
ending, yet fast-paced and satisfying for fans of this genre. The script does a good job at making McCord's character sympathetic,
instead of a one-dimensional military type. Also with Sarah Douglas, James Callahan, Basil Wallace and former PLAYBOY Playmate
Pia Reyes. The FX and makeup were handled by five different units, and supervised by Tom Rainone. Nice to see McCord (ADAM-12)
again in a substantial role.
THE RETURN OF THE MAN FROM U.N.C.L.E.: THE 15-YEARS-LATER AFFAIR (1983)--Directed
by Ray Austin. Stars Robert Vaughn, David McCallum, Patrick Macnee, Anthony Zerbe. A proposed pilot for a series that didn't
happen. U.N.C.L.E. agents Napoleon Solo (Vaughn) and Illya Kuryakin (McCallum) are back to hunt down THRUSH's Zerbe, who is
threatening the free world with a stolen nuclear bomb. Original co-star Leo G. Carroll was dead, so Macnee plays Mr. Waverly.
Austin never directed an episode of the series, but did do some AVENGERS shows. Also wtih Gayle Hunnicutt, Keenan Wynn, Geoffrey
Lewis and former James Bond George Lazenby, who appears in an Aston Martin with JB license plates. Teleplay by Michael Sloan.
RETURN OF THE MOD SQUAD (1979)--Directed by George McCowan. Stars Michael Cole, Clarence Williams
III, Peggy Lipton, Tige Andrews, Tom Bosley. Six years after THE MOD SQUAD was cancelled, the cast reunited for this disappointing
crime drama. Pete (Cole), Linc (Williams) and Julie (Lipton) are called back to duty after several attempts are made on the
life of their former boss, Adam Greer (Andrews). Much to the consternation of the brass, the Squad refuses to carry guns,
just like in the old days. The culprit is Frank Webber (Bosley), whose real targets are the Mod Squaders themselves, whom
he holds responsible for the death of his son. In the climax, Webber kidnaps Julie and shoots her up with an overdose of PCP,
leading Pete and Linc to talk her down from a high ledge. Bosley is grossly miscast, which leads to much hilarity in the scenes
where he's acting psychotic, and the leads tend to sleepwalk through their performances (which, come to think of it, they
tended to do in the original series as well). Also with Roy Thinnes, Simon Scott, Todd Bridges, Victor Buono, Ross Martin,
Taylor Lacher, Rafael Campos, Jess Walton, Mark Slade, John Karlen, Tom Ewell and boxer Sugar Ray Robinson as himself. From
the Canadian-born director of FROGS.
THE RETURN OF THE PINK PANTHER (1975)--Directed by Blake Edwards.
Stars Peter Sellers, Christopher Plummer, Herbert Lom, Catherine Schell, Burt Kwouk. Terrific slapstick starring Sellers once
again as bumbling French Inspector Clouseau. The Pink Panther diamond has been stolen again, and, much to his dismay, the
Chief Inspector (Lom) assigns Clouseau to the case. Another episode of chases, sight gags and pratfalls. Sellers and Edwards's
third PINK PANTHER film. Music by Henry Mancini.
RETURN OF THE REBELS (1981)--Directed by Noel Nosseck.
Stars Barbara Eden, Don Murray, Christopher Connelly. Any movie that opens with the credit "Special Guest Star: Jamie Farr"
is obviously not one you would want to endure. This pretty lame made-for-TV movie finds Eden (still looking quite hot a decade
after I DREAM OF JEANNIE's cancellation) running a campground in the Southwest. When a group of rowdy teenagers takes over
the campsite and drives Barbara's customers away, she recruits her old biker gang, the Rebels, to run the punks out. There's
hardly any action, the comedy is forced, the performances are simply perfunctory, and, most importantly, there's no danger--the
teens are no worse than any spoiled prep schoolers, and the whole threat comes to an end just by pushing their leader into
the lake! The only reason to search this out is to see future star Patrick Swayze as the smarmy teen king. Unless you're a
big Jamie Farr fan, that is. Also with Robert Mandan and Michael Baseleon.
RETURN OF THE SEVEN (1966)—Directed by
Burt Kennedy. Stars Yul Brynner, Robert Fuller, Emilio Fernandez, Julian Mateos. Six years after Chris (Brynner)
and six other gunfighters made MGM a ton of money in THE MAGNIFICENT SEVEN, a sequel was produced. Yul was the only
cast member to return, although one could argue that bringing back Elmer Bernstein as composer was almost as important.
Larry Cohen, who had just created BRANDED for television, wrote the script, which plays like a remake, rather than a sequel.
Once again, a Mexican bandit (Fernandez) is terrorizing cowardly villagers and stealing the men to use as slave labor to build
a church. One of the victims is Chico (Mateos in a role played by Horst Buchholz in the original film), who gets word
of the abductions to Chris. And, once again, the taciturn leader recruits five gunmen (Chico being the seventh) to battle
Fernandez under incredibly dismal odds. Fuller plays Vin, the Steve McQueen role; after years as a regular on LARAMIE
and WAGON TRAIN, he probably hoped to duplicate the WANTED: DEAD OR ALIVE star’s leap to movie superstardom, but it
didn’t happen. Claude Akins and Warren Oates are the recognizable supporting players, while Jordan Christopher
(WILD IN THE STREETS) handles “Introducing” billing status. Filmed in Spain, RETURN OF THE SEVEN is decent
shoot-‘em-up fare, but nothing special. Also with Elisa Montes, Rudy Acosta and Fernando Rey. Bernstein
was once again nominated for an Oscar, although his score sounds a lot like THE MAGNIFICENT SEVEN to me.
RETURN OF THE SISTER STREET FIGHTER (1975)—Directed
by Kazuhiko Yamaguchi. Stars Etsuko Shihomi, Rinichi Yamamoto, Yasuaki Kurata. Shihomi (perhaps better known to
American audiences as “Sue Shiomi”) reprised her role as Koryu Lee from SISTER STREET FIGHTER in two quickly made
sequels (she played a different character in the fourth SISTER STREET FIGHTER movie). Here, she takes a little girl
to Yokohama to find the girl’s mother, who has been kidnapped and forced to become the sex slave to a Japanese gold
smuggler named Oh Ryu Mei (Yamamoto). When Koryu threatens to shut down the villain’s operation, he sends an army
of assassins after her, including cocky young Takeshi Kurosaki (Kurata), who has his own agenda in the fight. This very
short movie is mostly Shihomi looking cute and getting into fights, and Yamaguchi’s punchy direction keeps the comic-book
action at a high level. A funky score and some weirdly garbed opponents for Koryu to battle add some color to this fun
movie.
RETURN OF THE SIX MILLION DOLLAR MAN AND THE BIONIC
WOMAN (1987)--Directed by Ray Austin. Stars Lee Majors, Lindsay Wagner, Richard Anderson. Director Austin (a former
stunt coordinator for THE AVENGERS) and writer/producer Michael Sloan follow up their MAN FROM U.N.C.L.E. remake (THE RETURN
OF THE MAN FROM U.N.C.L.E.: THE 15-YEAR-LATER AFFAIR) with this reunion between bionic astronaut Steve Austin (a pudgier Majors),
bionic skydiver Jaime Sommers (Wagner) and their O.S.I. boss Oscar Goldman (Anderson). Martin Landau, who would soon move
on to better things, and Gary Lockwood are other '70s TV actors showing up here. There would be two other bionic reunions,
none of which were turned into series.
RETURN OF THE STREET FIGHTER (1974)--Directed
by Shigehiro Ozawa. Stars Sonny Chiba, Masashi Ishibashi. Stand aside for the incredible Chiba, who kicks, paws,
punches, slashes and smashes his way through another Asian cast as Terry Tsurugi, an assassin for a Japanese mobster who decides
one of his assigned targets doesn't deserve killing. This makes Terry a victim, as he now finds himself on the run from
his former bosses. Never mind the confusing plot or the dubbed dialogue and bask in Chiba's marvelous physicality.
The lure of Tsurugi is that he appears so damned invulnerable, often lacing into his opponents without the slightest thought
of strategy or sense. He even does battle again with his old foe Junjo (Ishibashi), who was presumed dead after Terry
ripped his throat out at the conclusion of THE STREET FIGHTER.
RETURN TO HORROR HIGH (1987)--Directed by Bill
Froehlich. Stars Lori Lethin, Brendan Hughes, Scott Jacoby. Someone is killing off crewmembers of a horror film being shot
at a high school where some real murders took place years earlier. There are a few clever scenes involving the film-within-the-film,
but there isn't enough gore or nudity to please fans of the genre. Also with TV vets Alex Rocco, Vince Edwards, Philip McKeon,
Andy Romano, future Batman George Clooney and Maureen "Marcia Brady" McCormick.
RETURN TO MACON COUNTY
(1975)--Directed by Richard Compton. Stars Nick Nolte, Don Johnson, Robin Mattson, Robert Viharo. Sequel to MACON COUNTY LINE
without any of that film's cast members. Fun-loving hotrodders Nolte and Johnson pick up hitchhiker Mattson and return to
the title county to drink beer, drive fast and cause mischief. Exploitation worth seeing for the early performances of two
major stars.
RETURN TO ME (2000)--Directed by Bonnie Hunt. Stars David Duchovny, Minnie Driver, Carroll
OConnor, Robert Loggia, Bonnie Hunt, James Belushi, Joely Richardson, David Alan Grier. Spring is here, the sap is running,
and love is in the air. At least it is in Chicago--the setting of this often touching romantic comedy--and in the hearts of
audiences who will almost certainly be won over by the warmth and good feeling of comic actress Bonnie Hunt's (JUMANJI) directorial
debut, which transcends its somewhat morbid premise to almost certainly score successfully with the dating crowd.
RETURN
TO ME works even better as a showcase for the nimble comic talents of THE X-FILES star David Duchovny. Although X-FILES fans
have been aware of Duchovny's dry wit and penchant for pratfalls for years, big-screen crowds may be pleasantly surprised
by his light touch and likable presence, two aspects of his persona he was not able to display in his previous vehicle, the
violently schizophrenic PLAYING GOD, in which he portrayed a drug-addicted physician forced into a doctor-patient relationship
with a vicious mobster. This time, Duchovny plays Bob, a Chicago architect very much in love with his wife Elizabeth (in an
extended cameo by Joely Richardson), a zoologist who teaches sign language to a gorilla. She is unexpectedly killed in an
auto accident, and Bob goes into a long period of depression. One year later, he meets a kind waitress at an Irish-owned Italian
restaurant (!) named Grace (Minnie Driver), who's enjoying a new lease on life thanks to her new heart, which was graciously
donated to her by--wait for it--Elizabeth. Neither Bob nor Grace is aware of their beyond-the-grave connection, and they fall
in love.
The screenplay by Hunt and regular writing partner Don Lake is not just interested in the romance between
Bob and Grace. In fact, most of the movie's laughs come from the colorful supporting characters, like Grace's brogue-sporting
grandfather Marty O'Reilly, who owns the restaurant at which she works (Carroll O'Connor); her Italian uncle Angelo (Robert
Loggia); her wise-cracking best pal Megan (Hunt); Megan's slob fireman husband Joe (James Belushi); and Bob's womanizing buddy
Charlie (David Alan Grier). The improvisational feel of the performances adds to the movie's affability, and, in fact, the
movie often feels like a jocular family reunion on which we have the good fortune to eavesdrop. Hunt and Lake have a sharp
ear for witty dialogue; for instance, an early scene in which Megan visits Grace in the hospital and attempts to bolster her
spirits by telling her about all the men who'll be hitting on her after her successful heart transplant, to which Grace replies,
"I'm getting a new heart, not a new ass."
It's true that the plot is no great shakes--that's true of most romantic
comedies, which usually follow the same boy-meets-girl, boy-loses-girl, boy-and-girl-reunite-at-finale structure--but that
isn't as important as the often hilarious jokes, the filial relationships among characters of whom we've come to grow fond,
and the fresh chemistry between Duchovny and Driver, who go to great lengths to create characters we want to see get together.
RETURN TO ME is a funny and sweet comedy that will make you want to return to the theater so you can see it again.
Also
with Eddie Jones, Tom Virtue, Holly Wortell, Chris Barnes, Brian Howe and co-writer Lake as a guy with a bad hair transplant.
Music by Nicholas Pike. Legendary cinematographers John A. Alonzo and Laszlo Kovacs filmed on authentic Windy City locations,
including Lincoln Park Zoo.
RETURN TO SLEEPAWAY CAMP (2008)—Directed by
Robert Hiltzig. Stars Vincent Pastore, Isaac Hayes, Michael Gibney, Paul DeAngelo, Jonathan Tiersten, Felissa Rose.
One of the 1980s’ most notorious slasher films is finally sequelized more than 25 years later. Little more than
a gift to fans of SLEEPAWAY CAMP, the RETURN trip doesn’t bother to explain the events of the first film, which will
leave newcomers scratching their heads at the various references to it. Camp Amanbe has reopened with former counselor
Ronnie (DeAngelo) back as head counselor under new owner Frank (Pastore from THE SOPRANOS). Hiltzig, the writer and
director of the original movie, concentrates the first half or so on Alan (Gibney), one of horror cinema’s most
odious characters, a fat, whiny, smelly teenager who picks on the smaller kids and tattles to the counselors when the bigger
ones fight back. His recurring insult is “Your ass stinks,” which gives you an idea of Alan’s level
of sophistication. After many scenes of Alan (deservedly) getting picked on, campers begin dying in fairly creative
ways (one of which is a steal of the kitchen murder in SLEEPAWAY CAMP). Joining Ronnie in the investigation is an odd-looking
sheriff with a larynx ravaged by cancer and Ricky (Tiersten), who was a camper with Ronnie at Amanbe’s predecessor during
its mass murder spree 25 years earlier. I won’t give away the big twist ending, which is supposed to echo SLEEPAWAY
CAMP’s memorable finale, but anyone who doesn’t guess it ten minutes into the movie hasn’t seen much horror
at all. Lots of cursing, boys in their underpants, and the same damn sets and locations as SLEEPAWAY CAMP are enough
to give fans of the first movie deja vu. Hayes makes only a cameo in his final film as the camp’s cook.
For the sake of his sequel, Hiltzig pretends SLEEPAWAY CAMP 2 and 3 don’t exist.
RETURN TO THE BATCAVE: THE MISADVENTURES OF ADAM AND
BURT (2003)--Directed by Paul A. Kaufman. Stars Adam West, Burt Ward, Jack Brewer, Jason Marsden. This
affectionate and very silly TV-movie turned out better than I expected, although don't expect more than a frothy good time
with a pair of old chums. Actors West and Ward, playing themselves, find themselves invited to a charity car show featuring
the Batmobile from their old BATMAN TV series. When the George Barris-customized car is swiped from under their very
noses, the two team up to investigate the theft, following a series of clues provided as riddles. Realizing that the
key to discovering the thief lies in their past, Adam and Burt flashback to the 1960's, where they are portrayed by Brewer
and Marsden in scenes that look faithful to the original. West and Ward get into a bar fight with four muscular toughs
dressed like henchmen from their old show, are haunted by an unseen narrator that announces upcoming commercial breaks, and
encounter strangers with mysterious resemblances to their old co-stars. None of this is to be taken seriously.
West, a master of projecting fake profundity, and Ward are having a ball, and it's fun to see Frank Gorshin, Julie Newmar,
Lee Meriwether and Lyle Waggoner again. Kaufman had previously directed the similar SURVIVING GILLIGAN'S ISLAND: THE
INCREDIBLY TRUE STORY OF THE LONGEST THREE-HOUR TOUR IN HISTORY (Dawn "Mary Ann" Wells served as executive producer of both).
REVENGE (1990)--Directed by Tony Scott. Stars
Kevin Costner, Madeline Stowe, Anthony Quinn. The master of style-over-substance directs another awful romance/adventure--this
one even worse than his previous hit TOP GUN. Air Force pilot Costner visits old chum Quinn in Mexico, and begins a torrid
affair with Quinn's sexy young wife (Stowe). Vengeance-driven Quinn gets revenge by busting up Costner and cutting Stowe's
face. After Costner recuperates, he decides he wants revenge too! The sex scenes are erotic (though impossible--Costner and
Stowe do it in the front seat of a moving jeep!), but film is overlong and silly. Also with James Gammon, Sally Kirkland and
Joaquin Martinez. Based on Jim Harrison's novel.
REVENGE FOR A RAPE (1976)—Directed by
Timothy Galfas. Stars Mike Connors, Robert Reed, Tracy Brooks Swope. The title is the plot. Major TV star
Connors, just a year after his long-running private-eye series MANNIX left the air, stars as Travis Green, an outdoorsman
who goes after three hunters he believes raped his wife Amy (Swope), while the newlyweds were on a camping trip. Beautiful
British Columbia scenery and occasionally striking direction propel this decent made-for-TV thriller that’s content
to be routine. Too many schmaltzy flashbacks to Travis and Amy’s courtship get in the way of the action.
A less virile lead than Connors—say, someone along the lines of Dustin Hoffman in STRAW DOGS—might have been more
suitable for the film’s anti-violence message. Reed (THE BRADY BUNCH), who appeared many times on MANNIX, is a
small-town sheriff with the thankless task of warning Connors not to take the law into his own hands. Music by Jerrold
Immel. Galfas’ directing career was relatively short, though he did go on to be director of photography on studio
features. Also with dishy Deanna Lund (LAND OF THE GIANTS).
REVENGE OF DOCTOR X (1970)--I don't know who
directed it, but I'd sure like to! Stars James Craig. The people who made this bizarre made-in-Japan horror film are mysteries
to me, since my tape (released by Regal) has the wrong credits on it. Former MGM contract star Craig is recognizable though
as a grouchy American scientist who creates a giant, man-eating plant monster in a greenhouse near a Japanese castle. According
to one source, none other than Edward D. Wood, Jr. penned the script for this nonsensical romp, which certainly makes sense
considering the non-sequitor-driven dialogue, errors of continuity, sudden shifts in characterization and seemingly out-of-place
flashes of female nudity. I love this movie! Also known as THE DOUBLE GARDEN.
THE REVENGE OF FRANKENSTEIN
(1958)--Directed by Terence Fisher. Stars Peter Cushing, Francis Matthews, Eunice Gayson, Michael Gwynn, Oscar Quitak. Following
the tragic events of THE CURSE OF FRANKENSTEIN, monster-making Baron Frankenstein (Cushing) fakes his own death by guillotine,
and relocates in an Eastern European village called Carlsburg as a dedicated physician named Dr. Stein. The local medical
council is insulted that Stein, who divides his time between helping rich hypochondriacs and running a free clinic for the
poor, refuses to join their society. One of the members, young Hans Kleve (Matthews), ascertains Stein's true identity, and
blackmails him into being allowed to assist with his experiments. Stein has a scheme to transplant the brain of his crippled
manservant Karl (Quitak) into a healthy new body (Gwynn), which, as all of Frankenstein's plans do, goes murderously wrong.
Arguably just as good as its predecessor, REVENGE boasts marvelous production design by Bernard Robinson and good acting all
around, but particularly by Cushing, who genuinely seems to care about his downtrodden patients at the clinic, while remaining
believable as an insular mad scientist. Also with Richard Wordsworth, Arthur Diamond, Anna Walmsley, Michael Ripper and Lionel
Jeffries. Leonard Salzedo's score doesn't approach the wild heights of James Bernard's CURSE music. Jimmy Sangster's screenplay
was reportedly polished by George Baxt (billed as Hurford Janes).
REVENGE OF THE CHEERLEADERS (1976)--Directed
by Richard Lerner. Stars Jerii Woods, Rainbeaux Smith, Patrice Rohmer, Helen Lang, Susie Elene, David Hasselhoff, William
Bramley. This silly '70s sex comedy is most notable today for featuring nude scenes and a dorky performance by a very
tall and thin Hasselhoff as a lunkheaded basketball player named Boner. Heather (Smith), Gail (Woods), Sesame (Rohmer),
Leslie (Lang) and Tishi (Elene) are the cheerleaders of Aloha High in Aloha, California. They rule the school, skipping
classes, getting high, seducing the boys and running roughshod over all authority figures. Their reign is endangered,
however, when the local school board threatens to merge Aloha with a vocational school run by tough teens. School board
president Hartlander (familiar character actor Bramley) claims the merger is needed to clamp down on Aloha's rampant immorality,
but it's really so he can bulldoze the old school and build a mall there.
The plot by producer/cinematographer (!) Nathaniel Dorsky and Ted
Greenwald is no more than a clothesline on which to hang stale gags, sex scenes, musical numbers, and a bizarre climax involving
a giant dinosaur, underground secret passages, quicksand, a box of Valentine candy and a chase through a mall. Director
Lerner shows little flair for comic timing (the achingly awful food fight scene needed a lot of trimming) or dance choreography
(although some of the rock songs are kind of catchy), but he does deliver the goods in the nudity department. All five
of the female leads appear naked, some more than others (Lang and Rohmer in particular seem to enjoy being nude). Amazingly,
drive-in fave Smith was quite noticeably pregnant during her nude scenes (the film wisely writes Smith's pregnancy into the
storyline, and it's done quite refreshingly without taking any moral stance). Lerner also doesn't, in a rare display
of equal opportunity disrobing, shy away from male nudity or from showing the girls to be as aggressively horny (or more so)
as the guys. As in THE CHEERLEADERS, which Lerner wrote, the softcore sex is ampped to the upper limit of the R rating,
and was perhaps able to slip past the MPAA because it shows the women to be in charge.
Of the cast, I liked the Asian Elene the best (simply gorgeous),
although Smith's patented narcotized haze has its rabid fans. The best that can be said about Hasselhoff is that he
was young and inexperienced. He only really embarrasses himself in the dance numbers, where it becomes very clear that
his lack of acting ability is eclipsed only by his lack of rhythm and coordination. Also with Carl Ballantine (MCHALE'S
NAVY) as the bumbling principal, Eddra Gale, Regina Gleason, Garry Walberg (QUINCY, M.E.) and the voice of Ron Gans.
Music by John Sterling. This was later released to video as H.O.T.S. III. The cute coda features Rainbeaux in
her cheerleading outfit showing off her real-life baby boy.
REVENGE OF THE NERDS (1984)--Directed by
Jeff Kanew. Stars Robert Carradine, Anthony Edwards, Ted McGinley, Julie Montgomery, Curtis Armstrong, Timothy Busfield. Surprisingly
funny comedy about a group of misfits who are scorned by the women and jocks on their college campus, so they decide to form
their own fraternity. Would be just another ANIMAL HOUSE offspring if not for the appealing performances given by the "nerd"
actors. Look for Bernie Casey and John Goodman as the football coach. From the director of EDDIE MACON'S RUN.
REVENGE
OF THE NERDS II: NERDS IN PARADISE (1987)--Directed by Joe Roth. Stars Robert Carradine, Curtis Armstrong, Timothy
Busfield, Courtney Thorne-Smith. Lively sequel finds the nerds in Fort Lauderdale for a fraternity conference, where they
are once again tormented by the campus jocks. Carradine finds a new girlfriend in the form of cute Thorne-Smith (MELROSE PLACE).
Plenty of gross-out humor for those who like that kind of stuff. Also with Larry B. Scott, Barry Sobel, James Hong, Ed Lauter
and a brief appearance by Anthony Edwards.
REVENGE OF THE NINJA (1983)--Directed by
Sam Firstenberg. Stars Sho Kosugi, Arthur Roberts, Mario Gallo, Kane Kosugi, Ashley Ferrare. This "sequel" to
Cannon's ENTER THE NINJA actually has nothing to do with the original film. Sho Kosugi, who played an evil ninja in
that movie, gets to star this time as good ninja Cho, who leaves his native Tokyo with his baby son Kane and his mother after
the rest of his family (including another son--how often do you see children murdered in films today?!) is wiped out in a
ninja bloodbath. Six years later, Cho is in Los Angeles, setting up his own gallery of handcrafted dolls imported from
the Orient. What Cho doesn't know is that his business partner Braden (Roberts) is smuggling heroin inside the dolls
and selling the drugs to Italian mobster Caifano (Gallo). Braden's plan goes awry, however, after Kane (now played by
Kosugi's real-life son Kane) knocks over and breaks one of the dolls, exposing the powder inside, and later witnesses a murder.
James Silke's (AMERICAN NINJA) script gets really wacky at this point, as we discover that the American Braden is also a ninja
and that he has the power to hypnotize his hot blonde lover and karate student Cathy (Ferrare) and convince her to kidnap
Kane. This leads Cho to don his ninja togs once again, and lay waste to an entire office building full of Braden and
Caifano's henchmen in an action-packed climax.
There are no good acting performances in this film, but that doesn't
detract from the fun of watching it. Unlike Cannon head Menahem Golan, who directed ENTER THE NINJA, Firstenberg (AVENGING
FORCE) is a skilled action director, staging, with the help of fight choreographer Kosugi, several exciting martial arts battles.
Even little Kane gets to knock a few foes on their asses, even though the sight of a little kid beating up healthy adults
seems a bit incredulous and the sight of him being knocked around may surprise contemporary "PC" audiences. It almost
seems like Silke was just making up the plot as he went along (the opening massacre, for instance, doesn't really tie into
anything that happens later--it's just an excuse to open the film with a bloody battle scene), but the silliness inherent
in the story and the either over- or under-emoting cast members (nobody really gets it right on) are part of the fun.
Also with Keith Vitali, Grace Oshita, John LaMotta, and Professor
Toru Tanaka. Michael W. Lewis and Robert J. Walsh are credited with an original score, but some of Laurin Rinder's ENTER
THE NINJA music is mixed in too. Gallo previously played Judd Hirsch's Italian father on the DELVECCHIO series.
Ferrare popped up on an episode of Kosugi's THE MASTER TV show, and his sons Kane and Shane appeared in several other features.
Firstenberg, Silke, Kosugi and editor Michael Duthie returned the following year in the unrelated NINJA III: THE DOMINATION,
which added a supernatural spin to the chopsocky thrills.
REVENGE OF THE PINK PANTHER (1978)--Directed
by Blake Edwards. Stars Peter Sellers, Herbert Lom, Robert Webber, Dyan Cannon. Sellers's fifth and last performance as Scotland
Yard Inspector Jacques Clouseau. This time, the bumbling Clouseau travels to Paris and Hong Kong to thwart the assassination
attempts ordered by American heroin dealer Webber. He also finds love in the form of Webber's dizzy blond secretary (Cannon).
Sellers is still funny, and the locations are well-chosen. Also with Burt Kwouk as Clouseau's faithful servant Kato.
REVENGE OF THE ZOMBIES (1943)--Directed by Steve Sekely. Stars
John Carradine, Gale Storm, Robert Lowery, Bob Steele, Mantan Moreland, Veda Ann Borg, Mauritz Hugo. Realizing that
the best element of 1941’s KING OF THE ZOMBIES was Moreland as manservant Jeff Jackson, Monogram brought him back for
its non-sequel sequel, which presents basically the same plot. This time, Moreland ends up in Louisiana with private
eye Lowery and his client Hugo, who are investigating the mysterious death of Hugo’s sister (Borg), whose husband (Carradine)
turns out to be a scientist creating zombie soldiers for the Nazis. Besides Moreland and Carradine, who is strangely
more composed than usual, in effect making him less interesting to watch, REVENGE OF THE ZOMBIES has very little to keep horror
fans occupied. Even the typically loony Monogram plot (why would a Nazi be conducting his experiments in the American
bayou?) offers few laughs.
RICHARD PRYOR LIVE IN CONCERT (1979)--Directed
by Jeff Margolis. Stars Richard Pryor. Pryor's first concert film may be his best. He's certainly brilliant
in this raw, R-rated standup show, in which he draws upon his abusive family, a heart attack, brushes with the law, hunting,
boxing and other unusual topics to garner huge laughs. Margolis doesn't try anything fancy; he just points his cameras
at Richard and lets the most influential comedian of the 1970's do his thing.
RICHARD PRYOR LIVE ON THE SUNSET STRIP (1982)--Directed
by Joe Layton. Stars Richard Pryor. Pryor is outstanding in this concert movie shot not long after he almost burned to death
in a freebasing accident. Nobody does this type of film better than Pryor, because not many comedians can bring a sense of
pathos and drama to their routine.
RICOCHET (1991)--Directed by Russell Mulcahy. Stars Denzel
Washington, John Lithgow, Ice-T, Kevin Pollak, Lindsay Wagner. A typically excessive melodrama from producer Joel Silver,
RICOCHET is a real find for those who like to laugh at bad movies. It’s the kind of movie where John Lithgow can
beat the crap out of wrestler Jesse “The Body” Ventura, and for a rematch in prison, the two men are wrapped with
duct tape and heavy books for a gladiatorial-style fight using sharpened metal poles as swords. Later, Lithgow, who
has escaped from prison to gain revenge against the cop who put him away, manages to somehow sneak into an exclusive hotel,
drain its Olympic-sized indoor swimming pool, drain it, move furniture into it, and hold the cop hostage for several days
while plying him with cocaine, heroin and hookers.
For the finale, the cop, unable to trust his family’s
safety with the police (for no reason that I can discern), moves his wife and kids into a crackhouse run by his childhood
friend Odessa (Ice-T), who undertakes a dangerous commando mission to help the cop win a deadly fistfight against Lithgow
atop the Watts Towers. Everything is pumped up to the highest decibel, including Alan Silvestri’s high and mighty
score and the explosive chest-bursting squibs that punctuate the gunfire.
As a rookie patrolman, Nick Styles (Washington) brought down
assassin Earl Blake (Lithgow) during a carnival gunfight that was captured on an amateur home video. The notoriety of
Blake’s capture catapulted Styles and his partner Larry Doyle (Pollak, who does his Shatner impression) to detective
and eventually to the district attorney’s office, where eight years later, Styles is an assistant D.A. under Priscilla
“The Hun” Brimleigh (former BIONIC WOMAN Wagner) and Doyle is his investigator.
Blake spends those eight years obsessing about Styles, and
finally engineers a hilariously implausible prison break that enables him to get his revenge. Instead of just killing
Styles, he engineers an elaborately dumb plan to frame him as a child pornographer, an embezzler, an adulterer (Styles’
wife treats him like one after he tells her he was raped while under the influence) and a murderer.
Steven E. de Souza, the screenwriter, has a fertile imagination,
to be sure, but Blake would have to exist in a pretty dim world to make Styles’ friends and family believe the B.S.
he’s shoveling. De Souza and director Mulcahy (HIGHLANDER) are trying to make a statement against the news media
and its manipulation of innocent lives in pursuit of ratings, but any satire is washed away by the corny dialogue and violent
excess, which are far funnier than the film’s intentional humor. The difference between the spoofery of THE NAKED
GUN movies and the unintentional absurdity of RICOCHET is so thin, you couldn’t slip an index card between them (when
a prison guard mocks Blake by asking him if he flossed before going to see the parole board, the madman answers, “Yeah,
with your wife’s pubic hair.”).
Also with John Amos, Mary Ellen Trainor (amazingly reprising
her role from Silver’s DIE HARD), Victoria Dillard, Josh Evans, John Cothran Jr. and George Cheung. Lithgow overplayed
several baddies in equally stupid action movies during the early 1990s, including CLIFFHANGER and RAISING CAIN. As he
grew older and moved into TV sitcoms, his acting became even less restrained, if you can believe it. Washington, in
between Spike Lee movies MO’ BETTER BLUES and MALCOLM X, later did the similar but even worse serial-killer flick VIRTUOSITY
opposite a then-unknown Russell Crowe.
THE RIDE BACK (1957)--Directed by Allen H.
Miner. Stars Anthony Quinn, William Conrad. Someone should write a book, or at least a decent article, about William
Conrad. Best known as the voice of Matt Dillon on the GUNSMOKE radio series and for his five-year run as TV's portliest
private detective, Frank Cannon, on CBS' CANNON, Conrad worked in Hollywood for more than four decades as a reliable supporting
player in features, voiceover artist, and even occasionally as a producer and director in films and television. More
than just a powerful voice, Conrad seems to have been an intelligent and ambitious man, as THE RIDE BACK will testify to.
Although it was surely filmed independently with a medium-sized
budget, plenty of spacious location shooting and an economical cast, THE RIDE BACK is lifted to "A" status by its star Anthony
Quinn, who receives top billing as a half-Mexican outlaw named Bob Kallen. However, the film's real lead is Conrad,
who had to produce the film himself to secure a juicy role as Chris Hamish, a man with a badge who is determined to capture
Kallen and return him to the United States for trial. It's difficult to imagine many '50s movie stars in the role (although
James Stewart would have been good in it), since to describe Hamish as a "flawed hero" would be charitable at best.
Hamish is not your typical western hero; he's overweight, short-tempered, unloved by his wife, and not very good at his job.
He sees Kallen, a charming rogue who may or may not be guilty of the crimes for which he is wanted, as his one shot at success,
an opportunity to prove to himself and his community that his life isn't a failure. Of course, the casting of Conrad
goes along way towards making Hamish believable. At age 36, Conrad was already balding and heavy (though nowhere near
as large as he would be when CANNON made him a household name), lending immediate physical weight (no pun intended) where
Rock Hudson or Audie Murphy, for instance, never could.
The strength of Antony Ellis' screenplay isn't its formulaic story,
which merely finds Hamish and Kallen, two enemies bound together by necessity, battling each other and outside forces to return
home in one piece, Kallen using his natural wiles to attempt escape whenever possible, and Hamish struggling to maintain the
upper hand against a man who frightens him. Hamish knows he's not the fighter, gunman, personality or, yes, lover that
Kallen is, a deal of the cards that both frustrates and scares him. No, where Ellis' script works is in the sketching
of the main characters, allowing us to feel sympathy for Quinn's villain and pity for Conrad's hero, who even slaps a child
at one point. Aided by Miner's surehanded direction, Joseph Biroc's wondrous black-and-white cinematography, Frank deVol's
juicy score, and even a sharply edited opening credit sequence which starts off the proceedings with a confident bang, THE
RIDE BACK is an unexpectedly mature western with a slippery, cocksure performance by Quinn and a gutsy one by Conrad.
THE RIDE BACK was Conrad's first film as a producer. He later
handled those chores on films like COUNTDOWN and CHUBASCO and even directed a couple of movies and a handful of TV episodes.
Also with Lita Milan, Victor Millan and Ellen Hope Munroe. Believe it or not, Eddie Albert, of all people, performs
the overly bombastic title song, which is, I guess, supposed to remind us of HIGH NOON! THE RIDE BACK is not likely
to experience a DVD release anytime soon (where Biroc's widescreen photography would probably look pretty good), although
MGM did put it out on VHS with both stars on the cover, but only Quinn's name above the title (as it is on the print).
RIDE IN THE WHIRLWIND (1967)--Directed by
Monte Hellman. Stars Jack Nicholson, Cameron Mitchell, Tom Filer, Millie Perkins, Harry Dean Stanton. Cult western about a
trio of cowboys who find themselves running from a posse that wants to hang them for a crime they didn't commit. More talk
than action in this unusual film shot in Utah. Scripted by Nicholson, who has an ear for interesting dialogue. He isn't credited,
but Roger Corman was one of the executive producers. Was shot back-to-back with THE SHOOTING, another Nicholson/Hellman collaboration.
THE RIGHT STUFF (1983)--Directed by Philip Kaufman. Stars Ed Harris, Sam Shepard, Dennis Quaid, Fred
Ward, Barbara Hershey, Scott Glenn. Audiences unjustly ignored Kaufman's three-hour-plus epic in its initial release. Tells
the story of test pilot Chuck Yeager (Shepard) and the seven brave astronauts who had the "right stuff" to make the U.S.'s
first orbital space mission. The all-star cast is perfect to a tee. Kaufman and cinematographer Caleb Deschanel keep the visuals
exciting. Lots of humor. Also with Jeff Goldblum, Harry Shearer, the Band's Levon Helm and Yeager in a cameo. One of the best
films of the 1980s.
RIGHTING WRONGS (1986)--Directed by Corey Yuen.
Stars Yuen Biao, Cynthia Rothrock. Yuen, who went on to choreograph action scenes in major Hollywood productions like
THE MATRIX, directed some wonderful fight scenes in this downbeat Hong Kong feature. The athletic Yuen Biao plays a
prosecutor tired of seeing crooks get off scott-free, so he turns vigilante and starts whacking mobsters. Ironically,
cop Rothrock (making just her third film) suspects him for a murder he really didn’t commit, leading to several spectacular
setpieces involving jumping cars, flying leaps, acrobatic martial arts and dangling from airplanes. The original shock
ending is quite a downer, but alternate versions of RIGHTING WRONGS feature satisfying reshoots. Rothrock, an American
black belt, never got a starring role in her homeland as juicy as her Hong Kong movies, but, then again, she never worked
with a U.S. director as talented as Yuen either.
RING AROUND THE WORLD (1966)--Directed by Georges
Combret and Luigi Scattini. Stars Richard Harrison. This obscure Italian spy movie popped up as a bonus feature
on Retromedia's TERMINAL FORCE DVD, a direct-to-video action movie starring Harrison and directed by Fred Olen Ray.
Lensed in Brazil, Hong Kong and London, there's not much here to distinguish it from 200 other spaghetti spy flicks from the
period.
RING OF FIRE (1961)--Directed by Andrew L.
Stone. Stars David Janssen, Joyce Taylor, Frank Gorshin, James Johnson. 30-year-old Janssen, already a familiar
TV face from RICHARD DIAMOND, PRIVATE DETECTIVE, plays a uniformed small-town cop who is abducted by a trio of juvenile delinquents
and led through the Oregon forest. One of his kidnappers is a very sexy underage girl (Taylor, who was in reality just
a year younger than Janssen) who later accuses him of having relations with her. The film's highlight is its finale,
which finds Janssen and Taylor attempting to save the town from a forest fire by herding the townsfolk onto an abandoned train
and across a blazing bridge. The fire effects are some of the best I've ever seen and must have been partially taken
from an actual forest fire. It sure does look like the principal actors are very close to real flames though.
Gorshin tones down his usual histrionics as one of the bad guys. Filmed by the director of CRY TERROR on actual Oregon
locations, which are breathtaking. Also with Doodles Weaver, Roy Myron and Joel Marston. Duane Eddy composed and
performed the title song.
RING OF FIRE (1991)--Directed by Richard
W. Munchkin. Stars Don "The Dragon" Wilson, Maria Ford, Vince Murdocco, Dale Jacoby, Steven Vincent Leigh. You
have to question the logic behind casting kickboxing champion Wilson as the lead of your 93-minute martial-arts movie and
not having him fight anybody until the 85-minute mark. Or maybe co-writer/director Munchkin is an unsung genius, fooling
our expectations and pulling a perverse fast one on those of us who just naturally assume that Don "The Dragon" Wilson in
a movie about martial arts is going to be kicking the crap out of some bad guys. Wouldn't you rather see Don play a
Chinese doctor mooning over the ditsy blonde sister of the thug who killed his cousin in an underground kickboxing match?
Well, wouldn't you?
Believe it or not, Los Angeles is overrun with gangs of kickboxers
who don't sell drugs or pander, but rather engage each other occasionally in unsanctioned fights held in a real ring with
referees and everything. Johnny Woo (Wilson) used to be one of the Chinatown gang, now led by his cousin Terry (Leigh),
but has retired to be a doctor at a local hospital. One night, while moonlighting at his aunt's restaurant, Johnny meets
Julie (Ford), the neglected fiancé of Chuck (Murdocco) and brother of Brad (Jacoby), both a couple of jagoffs and members
of the rival kickboxing gang. They also don't care much for Chinese people, since Brad and Julie's father was killed
in Vietnam. Guess what? It's ROMEO AND JULIET, as Johnny and Julie begin a sensitive love affair while their friends
and family knock heads all around them.
Keeping Wilson away from all the action seems like a wasted opportunity,
but it's to somebody's credit that RING OF FIRE remains at least watchable. Ford is one of the few B-movie actresses
who can believably portray sweet and sincere, as well as being a bobcat during her nude sex scenes, but her performance in
no way projects the "intelligence" and "strength" that Julie is said to have. Most of the cast members come from authentic
martial-arts backgrounds, so the action is accurate as well as believable, but the screenplay by Munchkin and his brother
Jake Jacobs contains nothing new or interesting, merely presenting a routine boy-and-girl-from-opposite-sides-of-the-tracks
love story over a backdrop of gang rumbles that involve karate kicks in lieu of weapons.
RING OF FIRE seems swiped from every then-current trend from the
busted-glass Thai fighting from BLOODSPORT to Ford's aerobics scene to the headbands, mullets and other ridiculous 1980's
fashion statements that had already peaked by the time PM Entertainment released this in 1991. Gary Daniels, who graduated
to star in several PM movies, plays one of his first movie roles here, while Michael DeLano, Eric Lee and Lisa Saxton (who
provides a surprising amount of completely gratuitous nudity) round out the supporting cast. Munchkin rounded up most
of the cast for RING OF FIRE II two years later. Joseph Merhi and Richard Pepin (also the cinematographer) served as
producers. Music by John Gonzalez.
Madacy's DVD presents RING OF FIRE in full-screen mode with Dolby
2.0 Stereo sound. The image appears to be open matte with no significant loss of image on any side. Only eleven
chapter stops are included, one for the closing credits. Trailers for twenty PM films appear as extras, including one
for RING OF FIRE. Among the rest are DEADLY BET, THE ART OF DYING, DARK BREED, A DANGEROUS PLACE and C.I.A. CODE NAME
ALEXA with O.J. Simpson. None of the twenty appears to be among PM's best, but will probably all be released to DVD
by Madacy, if they haven't already.
RING OF FIRE II: BLOOD AND STEEL (1992)--Directed
by Richard W. Munchkin. Stars Don "The Dragon" Wilson, Maria Ford, Vince Murdocco, Dale Jacoby, Ian Jacklin. The
Dragon does his best Bruce Lee imitation in this cheapjack sequel that also manages to rip off THE WARRIORS. Dr. Johnny
Woo (Wilson) navigates the leaky pipes, concrete bunkers, imperceptible lighting schemes and eccentric denizens of Los Angeles'
secret underground community to rescue his fiancée Julie (Ford). She's been snatched by Kalin (Jacklin), the head honcho
of the underground who rules his homeless and downtrodden followers from his makeshift throne located above a steel cage,
where his goons fight slaves to the death. Reuniting with buddies Brad (Jacoby) and Chuck (Murdocco), who tried to murder
him in the first movie, Johnny punches and kicks his way through each level (the film really is structured like a video game)
until finally earning a showdown with the Big Boss. Munchkin's direction is perfunctory at best, but there is a lot
of action here performed by real-life martial arts competitors. I don't really think these characters deserved to be
the focus of another story though. Also with Sy Richardson, Evan Lurie, Michael Delano and Charlie Ganis.
RING OF FIRE 3: LION STRIKE (1995)--Directed by
Rick Jacobson. Stars Don “The Dragon” Wilson, Bobbie Phillips, Jonathan Wilson, Robert Costanzo. Talk
about a lightning rod for trouble. Dr. Johnny Woo (Wilson) is on the run from Russian assassins after an EMT accidentally
switches his medical bag for one belonging to a patient who ripped off an incriminating computer disc from American mobster
Louie (Costanzo). Jacobson opens the movie with a ridiculous shootout inside Johnny’s hospital that has nothing
to do with the rest of the movie, making Dr. Woo some sort of medical 007. After he takes out a biker gang in another
sequence that has nothing to do with Joseph John Barmettler’s plot, he takes his young son Bobby (played by Don’s
real-life son) to a cabin in the woods, where he falls for spunky park ranger Kelly (Phillips) as she lays the smack down
on some burly poachers. Love at first sight for the kickboxers, although Kelly may live to regret ever knowing Johnny
when the two of them are chased on foot through the mountains by Louie’s goons. If you’re missing Maria
Ford, Wilson’s romantic lead in the first two RING OF FIRE movies, her character was killed off-screen by a drunk driver.
I like Bobbie Phillips better anyway, although Maria was always quicker to pop her top. LION STRIKE, the title under
which I saw it on cable TV, is a passable action movie with plenty of kicking and shooting and few surprises. Also with
Michael Jai White, Michael Delano, John Del Regno and Morgan Hunter. Paul G. Volk and Jacobsen Hart receive credit for
“additional directing”, and I wonder if the teaser was actually filmed for a different movie.
RING OF TERROR (1962)--Directed by Clark
Paylow. Stars George Mather, Esther Furst, Austin Green. Premed student Mather battles a livid rattlesnake while necking in
lovers' lane, and later steals a ring from a corpse's finger as a fraternity initiation. The actors playing college students
appear to be in their thirties! Supposedly a true story. Awful.
RIO BRAVO (1959)--Directed by Howard
Hawks. Stars John Wayne, Dean Martin, Walter Brennan, Ricky Nelson, Angie Dickinson. In one of the Duke's best movies, he
plays John T. Chance, a Texas sheriff who must rely on a drunk (Martin), an elderly cripple (Brennan) and a cocky young gunfighter
(Nelson) to help him in his fight against a ruthless gang to keep a killer behind bars. Lots of humor to balance out the action.
Martin, Nelson and Brennan all sing too! Possibly Dino's finest performance. Co-written by Leigh Brackett (THE BIG SLEEP).
Also with John Russell, Ward Bond, Harry Carey, Jr. and Claude Akins as the jailed killer.
RIO CONCHOS
(1964)--Directed by Gordon Douglas. Stars Richard Boone, Stuart Whitman, Tony Franciosa, Jim Brown, Edmond O'Brien. Rousing
western shot on location in Utah stars Boone as a drunken racist ex-Confederate soldier who teams up with a pair of Army officers
and a womanizing half-breed Mexican to prevent a megalomaniac Confederate colonel (O'Brien) from selling a cache of stolen
rifles to a band of murderous Apaches. Besides the very Italian Franciosa (who is kind of fun if not wildly convincing as
the Mexican Rodriguez), the stars are good, and Douglas creates plenty of exciting sequences for our heroes to battle before
meeting up with O'Brien over an hour into the film. Music by Jerry Goldsmith. Also with Vito Scotti, Wende Wagner, Kevin Hagen,
Warner Anderson and an uncredited Timothy Carey. Brown's film debut. From the director of OCEAN'S ELEVEN.
RIOT
(1968)--Directed by Buzz Kulik. Stars Jim Brown, Gene Hackman. This trim prison flick was shot entirely within
the walls of Arizona State Penitentiary. It stars Hackman as Red Fraker, who starts a riot to create a diversion for
his escape attempt. Fraker and his followers control the entire prison, with all of the guards either serving as hostages
or lining the walls and guard towers in constant vigilance. Brown's Cully Briston is an intelligent, tough short-timer
who is drawn into Fraker's plan reluctantly and becomes a leader to his fellow inmates. Despite their status as criminals,
rapists and killers, Kulik's characters are drawn sympathetically, and prison life often resembles a college dormitory.
Brown and Hackman click together better than you might think, and the bloody climax packs a punch. RIOT is a macho film
with a colorful supporting cast and a zingy pace. Also with Gerald S. O'Loughlin, Mike Kellin, Ben Carruthers, Clifford
David and real warden Frank A. Eyman. Music by Krzysztof Komeda, who previously scored producer William Castle's ROSEMARY'S
BABY. From the director of THE HUNTER.
RIOT (1996)--Directed by Joseph Merhi.
Stars Gary Daniels, Sugar Ray Leonard, Paige Rowland, Patrick Kilpatrick, Charles Napier. During a Christmas Eve riot
in Los Angeles, IRA terrorists kidnap Anna Lisa (Rowland), the daughter of the British ambassador. The U.S. government
assigns Shane Alcott (Daniels), Anna Lisa's ex-fiancé, to deliver the ransom. To do so, he has to navigate war-torn
streets, violent street gangs, looters and the revenge of an IRA hit squad led by Patrick O'Flaherty (Kilpatrick) with a bone
or two to pick with Shane. PM Entertainment followers will love Merhi's fast-paced direction and plentiful action scenes,
including a major barroom brawl involving Daniels and boxer Leonard.
RIOT IN JUVENILE PRISON
(1959)--Directed by Edward L. Cahn. Stars Jerome Thor, Scott Marlowe, John Hoyt. This jazzy prison flick gets off to a fast
start, as tough JD Eddie Bassett (Marlowe) busts himself and several of his gang out of solitary confinement, steals a few
pistols from the warden's office, and hightails it into the L.A. storm drains. The plan goes awry, and the guards kill two
of Eddie's boys. The governor, opposed to the sadistic policies of warden Walton (Hoyt), begins a softer new program under
the helm of compassionate shrink Dr. Paul Furman (Thor). Among Furman's policies are the elimination of armed guards, athletic
programs and the integration of female prisoners from the nearby girls' reform school. Although the bitter warden is firmly
opposed to Furman's presence, the doctor's program seems to be going swimmingly. That is, until a violent incident forces
the governor to cancel Furman's program, which leads to the title conflagration.
Although leads Thor and Marcia Henderson
(as a prison matron and Furman's love interest) are pretty drippy, RIOT works as a camp B-picture. Orville H. Hampton's screenplay
is filled with howlers that are supposed to pass as hip dialogue ("Are you completely crazy?" "Some of us eggheads are like
that."), and popular TV guest star Marlowe tries his best to imitate James Dean's mumbly charm. It's tough when his character's
actions make little sense, although director Cahn wisely keeps the pace moving amid suggestions of lurid sex and violence
("Boy and Girl Inmates Together Under One Roof!" read RIOT's poster). It's amusing to see Thor and Henderson dance around
the word "rape", declaring that Henderson's sister was attacked by a "sex psychopath" and that a woman has a better chance
of being murdered by a member of her own family than of being attacked by a "sex psycho". Also with the ultra-voomy Dorothy
Provine (in between her regular gigs on THE ALASKANS and THE ROARING '20s), Virginia Aldridge, Ann Doran, Jack Grinnage (later
a regular on KOLCHAK: THE NIGHT STALKER) and former Henry Aldrich Richard Tyler. Music by Emil Newman. Released by United
Artists, but produced by Vogue Pictures, which also made other Cahn programmers like CURSE OF THE FACELESS MAN, HONG KONG
CONFIDENTIAL and IT! THE TERROR FROM BEYOND SPACE.
RIOT ON SUNSET STRIP (1967)--Directed by
Arthur Dreifuss. Stars Aldo Ray, Mimsy Farmer, Schuyler Haydn. Peace, love, drugs, police brutality, picket signs-yes,
all the hallmarks of late '60s youth culture are on display in this campy teen pic distributed by AIP. Ray toplines
as Police Chief Lorimer, whose main area of concern is Los Angeles' Sunset Strip area, home of assorted longhairs, hippies,
junkies, pushers and teens looking to rebel against the Man. Unbeknownst to Lorimer, one of those teens is his sexy
blonde daughter Andy (Farmer), who hasn't seen her father since he divorced her alcoholic mother four years earlier.
Andy's home life is a mess, and although she falls in with a group of kids who don't mind an occasional freak-out, she manages
to abstain from anything stronger than cola and cigarettes. Rich kid Herbie (Haydn) seeks to break through Andy's icy
exterior by surreptitiously dropping an acid-laced sugar cube into Andy's drink, leading to a wild dance number and a gang
rape. Lorimer, who up to this point has been a strong supporter of the kids on the Strip, flips when he discovers the
attack on Andy, beating up several of the perpetrators and inadvertently setting off the title insurgence.
If nothing else, RIOT ON SUNSET STRIP is a great showcase for L.A.
bands The Standells and The Chocolate Watch Band, who rip through several cool rock numbers. Farmer, who would spend
most of her career in Europe doing exploitation movies, does a nice job as troubled teen Andy, especially during her acid
scene in which she drives male audience members crazy with her searing dance number that's more erotic than what you'll find
in most gentlemen's clubs. Ray is also very good in a rare sympathetic role, but the rest of the cast is mediocre at
best, unable to transcend a simplistic Orville H. Hampton (SNAKE WOMAN) screenplay that's too far out of touch with its audience
to affect them positively. Laurie Mock is pretty hot as Andy's wild friend Liz-Ann (she and Farmer also appeared together
in producer Sam Katzman's HOT RODS TO HELL the same year). Also with Tim Rooney, Michael Evans, Gene Kirkwood, Anna
Mizrahi, former Lone Ranger John Hart, and L.A. Dodger Jim Lefebvre. German-born director Dreifuss also tackled the
youth culture in THE LOVE-INS and THE YOUNG RUNAWAYS.
RISE: BLOOD HUNTER (2007)—Directed by Sebastian
Gutierrez. Stars Lucy Liu, Michael Chiklis, James D’Arcy, Carla Gugino. Yeah, I don't really know what that
title means either. In fact, not much about RISE: BLOOD HUNTER rates very high on the comprehension scale. It doesn't
help that RISE, which played theatrically at 94 minutes, is not only nearly a half-hour longer on DVD, but has also been re-edited
out of chronological order, making an already confused storyline play incomprehensively (there's even a dream sequence inside
a dream sequence). The material just isn't strong enough to hold up over two hours, and writer/director Gutierrez doesn't
appear to know how to use his cast, which isn't bad for a junky vampire movie.
Liu plays Sadie, an L.A. WEEKLY reporter who is turned into a vampire
by Bishop (miscast D'Arcy), the leader of a small sect of bloodsuckers. Unlike most of her new kind, Sadie doesn't take kindly
to being a vampire, forced to kill innocent humans to feed. Custom-built crossbow in hand, Sadie reluctantly teams up with
a drunken cop (THE SHIELD's Chiklis), who accuses her of being the murderer of her daughter, a crime actually committed by
Bishop.
As you can see, the plot is rather thin, which would be fine if
it was faster and made more sense. Hell, the film barely even identifies most of its characters; the name of Chiklis' cop
comes as a throwaway during the climax, and when Liu mentions someone named "Harrison," I had no idea who she was talking
about until the credits rolled. The prologue featuring iconic Robert Forster (JACKIE BROWN) as a horny conventioneer (who
gets a laugh), Cameron Richardson (NATIONAL LAMPOON PRESENTS BARELY LEGAL) as a hooker who is stripped and hung upside down,
and veteran character actor Allan Rich (SERPICO) as--I think--a perverted vampire immediately gets the audience scratching
its head in confusion.
I don't know who Gugino is playing; she's a vampire named Eve who
helps Bishop turn Sadie, but Eve's motivation is weak, and the character accepts her fate surprisingly calmly. Gugino's part
is such a throwaway (one could say the same about most of RISE's name actors) that one wonders whether Gutierrez removed footage
from his longer "Uncut, Undead" DVD version. Also (barely) appearing are Samaire Armstrong, Nick Lachey, Marilyn Manson and
the late Mako (THE SAND PEBBLES) in his final role. No movie ever got better by hiring good actors Carla Gugino and Robert
Forster (who played daughter and father on KAREN SISCO) and giving them nothing to do. I kept wondering how RISE: BLOOD HUNTER
would have been with Gugino playing Sadie. Actually, I know. Not good.
RISING SUN (1993)--Directed by Philip
Kaufman. Stars Sean Connery, Wesley Snipes, Harvey Keitel. Kaufman's uneven hybrid of an action flick and art film is based
on a novel by Michael Crichton. Both the film and book received criticism for its seemingly anti-Japanese slant. Basically
another buddy-cop movie, Connery and Snipes are karate-kicking Los Angeles detectives investigating the death of a hooker
in an office building owned by a Japanese corporation. Kaufman throws in plenty of violence and nudity, but he doesn't seem
to be the right filmmaker for this kind of popcorn material. Great cast includes Tia Carrere, Ray Wise, Steve Buscemi, Cary-Hiroyuki
Tagawa, Mako and Clyde Kusatsu.
RISKY BUSINESS (1983)--Directed by Paul Brickman. Stars Tom Cruise,
Rebecca DeMornay, Curtis Armstrong, Joe Pantoliano, Richard Masur. Cruise's first lead role was in this teen sex comedy that
transcended the genre. He's a high school senior whose parents are away for the weekend. He calls a hooker (DeMornay), who
gives him the best night of his life and charges him $300, which he can't pay. That's just the beginning of Cruise's adventurous
weekend, which includes a run-in with Guido the Killer Pimp, a wild party, and his father's Corvette's submergence in Lake
Michigan. Film's most famous scene is Cruise's dance in his underwear to Bob Seger's "Old Time Rock and Roll". DeMornay has
never been better or sexier. Intelligent script by Brickman. Weird score by Tangerine Dream.
RITUALS
(1977)--Directed by Peter Carter. Stars Hal Holbrook, Lawrence Dane, Robin Gammell. Like AND NOW THE SCREAMING STARTS! and
several other "low priority" films that were released to cassette in the early days of home video, RITUALS is a difficult
one to judge in its present form. The Embassy Home Entertainment VHS I watched was one of the worst prints I've ever seen-ugly,
dark and cropped with poor color and a lot of footage missing. In several scenes, including the climax, the action was so
murky and sliced-up that I had a hard time figuring out what was happening.
A group of five doctors go on a hiking
trip deep in a Canadian forest-so deep they need a plane to drop them off. It's clear that the colleagues were once-and are
still-friends, but different paths in life and various personal demons have caused the friendships to fragment somewhat. The
drinking and male bonding quickly turn to terror when they discover an unknown stalker has swiped their boots overnight. When
their guide, D.J., fails to return with help, the remaining four set off to find him, only to learn that they've been targeted
by an unseen assailant who first toys with them before killing them one at a time.
Although the plot has been cribbed
from DELIVERANCE, RITUALS is a powerful, intelligent thriller that convincingly stands on its own. Writer Ian Sutherland has
taken care to fashion several interesting, fully fleshed characters, which are then brought to life by some marvelous performers,
particularly Holbrook as the group's "leader" and the one who shows the most courage. Holbrook is one of few Hollywood actors
with enough innate credibility to bounce back and forth between mainstream studio blockbusters and low-budget exploitation;
in fact, he bookended RITUALS with roles in JULIA and MIDWAY!
Not that RITUALS is simply drive-in fodder. It's a truly
grueling and character-oriented suspenser that's crying out for an uncut DVD release. As good as it is in Embassy's wretched
version, it scares me to think how great it probably is in its true form. Also with Ken James and Gary Reineke. Dane, who
also produced RITUALS, is a recognizable Canadian character actor who also appeared in SCANNERS, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME and
BRIDE OF CHUCKY. British-born Carter worked almost exclusively on Canadian productions, including the John Vernon series WOJECK
(about a crime-solving coroner-a decade before QUINCY, M.E.) and HIGH-BALLIN'. Music by Hagood Hardy. RITUALS was released
domestically by Harry Novak's Boxoffice International, and has also been seen as THE CREEPER.
RIVER OF DEATH
(1989)--Directed by Steve Carver. Stars Michael Dudikoff, Robert Vaughn, Donald Pleasence, Herbert Lom, L.Q. Jones,
Cynthia Erland. Cannon released this Alistair MacLean adaptation that's somewhat of a change of pace for action star
Dudikoff (AMERICAN NINJA), in that it's a period piece that contains no martial arts. It seems tailor-made for Cannon
stalwart Chuck Norris, but I have heard that Christopher Walken, of all people, was supposed to star in it. Dudikoff
had just been in a pretty good Vietnam War flick for the studio called PLATOON LEADER, so it was natural that he would get
the call for this. Oddly, Menahem Golan and Yoram Globus receive no on-screen billing, which could mean that RIVER OF
DEATH was produced independently by Harry Alan Towers and Avi Nesher and bought outright by Cannon.
A prologue set during the final days of World War II find
sadistic mad scientist Manteuffel (Vaughn) and Nazi officer Spaatz (Pleasence) planning to escape to South America to continue
the doctor's experiments to perfect a deadly virus with which to conquer the world. During a firefight, Manteuffel double-crosses
his friend, shooting him and leaving him for dead. Twenty years later, Dudikoff is John Hamilton, an American adventurer
who leads a physician and his daughter into the Amazon jungle to discover the origin of a fatal disease that is decimating
the Indian tribes. In an attack, the doctor is killed and the daughter captured; only Hamilton manages to escape to
civilization. Despite his cynical exterior and world-weary attitude, Hamilton is determined to rescue the girl, even
though everyone, including his friend Hiller (Jones) and the local police chief, Diaz (Lom), tries to convince him that she
is dead. An incognito Spaatz joins Hamilton's party, as do his sexy young lover Marla (Erland), an interpreter, a chopper
pilot, a pair of rebels, Hiller and a couple of others. Their destination is a legendary lost city of the Incas, but,
to reach there safely, they must contend with cannibals, pirates, sneak attacks, plagues and a few more double-crosses.
There's much to like about RIVER OF DEATH, even though it
isn't as good as it should be. MacLean's excellent premise is treated decently by adapters Andrew Deutsch (PLATOON LEADER)
and Edward Simpson, and Carver shows a steady hand directing his cast of crafty veterans through their obligatory action scenes.
The decision to have Dudikoff provide dollops of existential narration, a la Martin Sheen in APOCALYPSE NOW, doesn't really
work, and the action sequences, though plentiful, could have used more bite, particularly the climax, which feels like a letdown
after we've been slogging through a treacherous jungle for 100 minutes. I imagine it was felt that Dudikoff's martial
arts talents would feel anachronistic, but hiring Robert Vaughn and Donald Pleasence to play Nazis is hardly the right move
for an adventure film with ambitions of being "realistic". The performances are fine, once you accept that most of the
supporting actors are miscast, which provides this pulpy ride with an added level of fun, to be truthful.
RIVER OF DEATH did receive a theatrical release in the fall
of 1989, but did quite poorly, earning less than $1 million at the box office. Few Cannon films were doing well at this
time, and the company collapsed not long afterward. Dudikoff continues to play action-oriented leads in exploitation
pictures, even though it appears his chopsocky days are behind him. He has added an element of boyish, self-deprecating
humor into his recent performances that have served him quite well. Also with Sarah Maur Thorp, Foziah Davidson and
Alain Woolf. Sasha Matson's score is pretty good. From the director of LONE WOLF MCQUADE and BIG BAD MAMA.
THE
RIVER WILD (1994)--Directed by Curtis Hanson. Stars Meryl Streep, Kevin Bacon, David Strathairn. I never thought
I'd see Meryl in an action flick, but here she is playing an ordinary woman on a rafting vacation with her family being terrorized
by a pair of psychos. As you'd expect, the acting (including Bacon as one of the killers and Strathairn as Streep's milquetoast
husband) is very good (better than your average action pic), and the Pacific Northwest scenery is breathtaking. Also with
Joseph Mazzello and John C. Reilly. Music by Jerry Goldsmith. From the director of THE AROUSERS.
ROAD GAMES--See ROADGAMES.
ROAD HOUSE (1989)--Directed by Rowdy Herrington.
Stars Patrick Swayze, Sam Elliott, Kelly Lynch, Ben Gazzara, Kevin Tighe. I'm firmly convinced that this violent, sexist,
mind-numbing action film is actually a parody, and nobody has gotten the joke. Drifting bar bouncer Swayze, an NYU grad with
a philosophy degree who also stitches his own wounds, is recruited by bar owner Tighe to clean out the troublemakers frequenting
his establishment in a tiny Wyoming town. In doing so, Swayze runs afoul of evil town bigwig Gazzara and his karate-master
goons. He also falls for gorgeous blond bimbo doctor Lynch, and teams with bouncer legend Elliott against Gazzara's squad.
Features plenty of silly dialogue, tons o action and a hilariously hammy performance by Gazzara. Also with Marshall Teague,
Julie Michaels, Kathleen Wilhoite, John Doe and pro wrestler Terry Funk. Music by Michael Kamen; songs by the Jeff Healey
Band. Terrific entertainment!
ROAD RAGE (2000)--Directed by Sidney J. Furie.
Stars Casper Van Dien, Danielle Brett, Joseph Griffin. Van Dien, whose 15 minutes should have expired shortly after
STARSHIP TROOPERS and TARZAN AND THE LOST CITY outted him as nothing more than a waxy pretty boy with an unusual dearth of
facial expressions, inexplicably continues to work in the direct-to-video field, churning out a couple dozen cheapies.
To be blunt, he has no business making movies--he's one of the worst actors I've ever seen--and his oddly orange hair in ROAD
RAGE is an annoying distraction. In this retread of DUEL, nice guy Jim (Van Dien) rescues a college classmate, Sonia
(Brett), from a public scuffle with her jock boyfriend Bo (Griffin). He tries to give her a ride home, but they are
waylaid on the interstate by a mysterious black pickup truck that tries to run them off the road. No matter where they
hide, the truck magically appears, even after Jim takes a poorly considered shortcut that leaves them stranded in the woods.
No points for guess who the truck belongs to; just don't attempt to use logic to figure it out, since the driver would have
to be either psychic or supernatural to do what this truck does. Greg Mellott's dialogue does beyond execrable, so it's
a good thing Furie stages as many car chases as he does, just to shut Van Dien and Brett up. The leads' characterizations
are all over the map, and despite taking us across a lot of attractive Ontario scenery, the chases aren't much to get excited
about. Van Dien's royal wife Catherine Oxenberg makes a cameo as a forest ranger.
THE ROAD WARRIOR (1981)--Directed by George
Miller. Stars Mel Gibson, Bruce Spence, Mike Preston, Vernon Wells, Emil Minty. This thrilling action film has been copied
so many times, it's easy to overlook how wonderfully original it is. Gibson returns as "Mad Max", who tries to protect a group
of post-apocalyptic settlers from a mad band of renegades. Gibson plays Max as a combination of Shane and Clint Eastwood's
"Man With No Name". The acting, although lively, takes a back seat to Miller's unbelievable action sequences. From watching
some of these stunts and chases, it's hard to believe there were any stuntmen left standing at the end of filming. Cinematography
by Dean Semler (DANCES WITH WOLVES). Brian May did the music. Released as MAD MAX 2 in Australia.
ROADGAMES (1981)--Directed by Richard Franklin.
Stars Stacy Keach, Jamie Lee Curtis. An eccentric American truck driver (Keach) on a 1500-mile trek from Melbourne to
Perth across a mostly empty Australian desert suspects a man in a green van of being a serial killer. Along the way,
he picks up a pretty American hitchhiker (Curtis), whom he later believes to be a victim of the murderer, whose exploits he
heard about over the radio and whom he privately dubs "Mr. Smith or Jones." Franklin is a great fan of Alfred Hitchcock
thrillers, and part of ROADGAMES' fun is picking out the homages to Hitch's classics. Keach's performance is marvelously
witty, and the climactic chase through the back alleys of Perth is as memorable as it is unusual. A nice suspense piece
with a PG rating. Also with Marion Edward, Grant Page, Bill Stacy and Robert Thompson (PATRICK). Brian May (THE
ROAD WARRIOR) provides the nifty harmonica-driven score.
ROADRACERS (1994)--Directed by Robert Rodriguez.
Stars David Arquette, Salma Hayek, William Sadler. Made for Showtime, this was one of a series of remakes (some very loosely)
of old American International Pictures exploitation films. Arquette plays a teenage hood who wants to be a rockabilly musician,
but has to deal with a corrupt sheriff (Sadler) and the clueless parents of the girl he loves (Hayek). Performances are OK,
but as usual with a Rodriguez film, he is the real star, showcasing some audacious directorial and editing tricks. Also with
John Hawkes, Johnny Reno, Lance LeGault, Helen Shaver, Jason Wiles and a clever cameo by Kevin McCarthy. From the director
of FROM DUSK TILL DAWN.
ROBIN AND THE 7 HOODS (1964)--Directed by Gordon Douglas. Stars Frank Sinatra,
Dean Martin, Sammy Davis Jr., Peter Falk, Bing Crosby. The last feature to team up Frank, Dean and Sammy is this fun Robin
Hood sendup set during Prohibition-era Chicago. After mobster Guy Gisborne (Falk) whacks the Windy City's number-one Mob boss,
Big Jim (Edward G. Robinson in a cameo), a turf war begins between Gisborne and Robbo (Sinatra). Robbo's a hood with a heart
of gold, going no further in his lawlessness than a little gambling and a bit of illegal whiskey on the side. Dino plays the
smoothtalking Indiana pool shark Little John; Sammy Will Scarlet, Der Bingle a con-jobbing social worker named Allen A. Dale.
As in the Rat Pack's previous films together, there isn't much of a plot. Instead, we get a series of episodes involving Guy
and Robbo's attempts at "one-upping" each other, interspersed with mugging, musical numbers, that famous Rat Pack style and
charisma, and a darned entertaining performance by Falk, who's not only hilarious but also gets to sing the picture's first
number!
Although slightly looser than the Pack's first film together, OCEAN'S 11, director Douglas still keeps too
tight of a lid on the antics. Perhaps this was necessary to maintain some sort of discipline, since his cast wasn't exactly
known for lengthy rehearsals, numerous takes or strict adherence to the written dialogue. As anyone who's seen their stage
shows or appearances together on television (and especially Dean's long-running NBC variety show) knows, the Rat Pack works
best when left unleashed to ad-lib and bounce off each other. Very few Hollywood stars have been able to coast on sheer charisma,
but these guys could. Douglas' staging of the musical numbers, except for Sammy's showcase number, is pretty stiff, but the
songs by Sammy Cahn and Jimmy Van Heusen are toe-tappingly pleasant, and one--"My Kind of Town"--became part of Sinatra's
nightclub act.
Also with Barbara Rush as "Maid" Marian, Victor Buono, Allen Jenkins, Joseph Ruskin, Richard Bakalyan,
an unbilled Hans Conreid, Manuel Padilla Jr. (Jai from the "Tarzan" series), Bill Zuckert and the voice of Paul Frees. Tony
Randall is reportedly there somewhere, but I didn't spot him. Nelson Riddle did the score, and Sinatra served as producer.
ROBIN AND THE 7 HOODS was twice affected by tragedy: President Kennedy was assassinated while the cemetery scene was being
shot, and Frank Sinatra Jr.'s kidnapping occurred during principal photography as well. Peter Lawford wasn't a part of ROBIN,
since he had already had his famous falling-out with Sinatra over Frank's perceived snub by the Kennedy family. Frank never
forgave him.
ROBIN HOOD: MEN IN TIGHTS (1993)--Directed by Mel Brooks. Stars Cary Elwes, Richard
Lewis, Amy Yasbeck. This parody of the Robin Hood legend mostly spoofs the '91 Kevin Costner film. It's not very funny (like
most Brooks films made after the '70s), but Lewis has some good moments as Prince John. Also with Roger Rees, Isaac Hayes,
Dom DeLuise, Dick Van Patten, Tracey Ullman, Mark Blankfield, Clive Revill, Chuck McCann, Patrick Stewart aping Sean Connery's
King Richard cameo and, of course, Mel himself. Music by John Morris.
ROBIN HOOD: PRINCE OF THIEVES (1991)--Directed
by Kevin Reynolds. Stars Kevin Costner, Morgan Freeman, Mary Elizabeth Mastrantonio, Christian Slater, Alan Rickman. The biggest-budgeted
and longest Robin Hood movie ever made is also one of the worst. Costner is wooden and charmless as Robin of Locksley (he
barely attempts an English accent), while Rickman as the sheriff of Nottingham seems to be in another movie altogether as
a carbon copy of his oily DIE HARD villain. Also with Brian Blessed, Geraldine McEwan and an uncredited cameo by Sean Connery
as King Richard. The film was taken away from director Reynolds in postproduction, and recut by the studio. Reynolds and Costner
worked again on another big-budget flop, WATERWORLD. Music by Michael Kamen.
ROBINSON CRUSOE ON CLIPPER ISLAND
(1936)--Directed by Ray Taylor & Mack V. Wright. Stars Mala, Mamo Clark, William Newell, John Ward, John Picorri. Eskimo
actor Ray Mala stars in this 14-chapter Republic serial as Mala, an American agent of Polynesian descent assigned to investigate
the destructive goings-on at Clipper Island, located in the South Pacific. An international band of enemy spies are using
the island as their secret base, scaring the natives by causing a volcano to erupt with a huge computer and blasting dirigibles
from the sky. One dirigible company, irate when they're unable to use Clipper Island as a refueling spot, sends Mala to explore
the problem, where he teams up with dog Buck, Rex the Wonder Horse, the lovely Princess Melani (Clark) and bumbling sidekicks
Tupper (Ward) and Hank (Newell). The crooks are led by the mysterious H.K., who works his evil machinations from a San Francisco
base.
Not among Republic's best offerings, ROBINSON CRUSOE ON CLIPPER ISLAND (which has nothing to do with Defoe's
classic story) suffers mainly from a weak performance by its hero. No, not just weak, but painfully lame. Mala is perhaps
the worst actor ever to play the lead in a motion picture; even though he's basically playing himself, he's unable to even
introduce himself ("Hi, I'm Mala.") convincingly. He's nearly matched in his charmlessness by the inept comic relief provided
by Newell and Ward (whose British accent is the worst I've ever heard), who are a less interesting team than Buck and Rex.
Directors Taylor and Wright also make the unforgivable mistake of cheating in some of their cliffhangers. We see one
chapter close with Mala plunging to his death into a lava pit, yet the next one begins with him grabbing onto a rope and being
pulled away before falling. That's just unfair to the audience. Some of the miniature effects are pretty good, but there aren't
many of them, and the pacing lags in the final chapters--this should have been a 12-chapter serial (Chapter 12 mainly consists
of flashbacks). Some footage is even repeated from earlier chapters!
All Republic serials have their moments of fun,
but you'd be much better off watching SPY SMASHER or THE MASKED MARVEL instead. Also with Herbert Rawlinson, John Dilson,
Selmer Jackson and Tiny Roebuck. Star Mala played Native Americans in later serials like WILD BILL HICKOK and HAWK OF THE
WILDERNESS and the leader of the Rock People in FLASH GORDON CONQUERS THE UNIVERSE. CRUSOE appears to have been his only lead
in a short-lived acting career; he died young of a heart attack in 1952.
ROBINSON CRUSOE ON MARS
(1964)--Directed by Byron Haskin. Stars Paul Mantee, Vic Lundin, Adam West. Paramount presents this modestly budgeted
space opera that was not a hit upon its original release, but has since attracted something of a fan base and been given ambitious
home-video releases on both laserdisc and DVD by Criterion. Don’t let the silly B-movie title turn you away from
this colorful, thoughtful adventure. Two American astronauts in orbit over Mars crash-land on the desert planet.
One, played by future BATMAN star West in a short bit, dies, but his partner, Commander Christopher Draper (Mantee), learns
to survive on the rocky, sandy surface, where he finds a native source of food and water, discovers a natural oxygen supply
when his tanks run dry, and even constructs a loom to make new clothes. At first accompanied only by Mona, the astronauts’
monkey that also survived the crash, Draper saves a human-looking slave (Lundin) from an attack, and they become friends.
Ib Melchior and John C. Higgins’ literate script drags on for a few minutes too long, but Winton Hoch’s lovely
cinematography (with Death Valley standing in for Mars) and Mantee’s engaging performance set the film apart from typical
low-budget SF of the period (including Melchior’s own THE TIME TRAVELERS). Haskin, who directed THE WAR OF THE
WORLDS for Paramount, recycled some props and sound effects from that movie. Haskin made just one more film, another
SFer called THE POWER. Mantee, despite his good work here, never again nailed a film lead, but made a decent living
in supporting parts and TV guest shots.
ROBO VAMPIRE (1990)--Directed by Joe Livingstone.
Actually, I won't bother to list any cast or crew credits, since it's likely that all the credits are faked, as well as that
of director "Livingstone". Produced by Tomas Tang and Joseph Lai, who may well be the Asian equivalents of The Cannon
Group's Menahem Golan and Yoram Globus, ROBO VAMPIRE is the outcome of several different (unreleased?) Asian movies being
edited together and anchored by new footage featuring Caucasian actors. As you might guess, this results in something
nowhere near a coherent storyline, so if you choose to subject yourself to ROBO VAMPIRE, don't try to decipher the plot or
keep the characters straight; just sit back and enjoy the ride. I'm not sure I can even convey the storyline adequately.
There are some drug dealers who use hopping vampires (that's right--vampires that hop) to guard their merchandise and another
gang of drug dealers who engage in frequent shootouts with some cops and a "robo warrior" that drops in occasionally to fight
(poorly) the vampires and sometimes a female ghost in a see-through nightgown. The robo warrior gets blown up into a
million pieces at one point, but seconds later, has been rebuilt and sent back into action. The hopping vampires are
among the silliest heavies in the history of film, inducing wild laughter instead of chills in the audience. The acting
and dubbing are poor, the special effects anything but special, and the story a pell-mell compendium of kung fu clichés.
Personally, I loved ROBO VAMPIRE, which had me rolling with laughter, but your mileage may vary.
ROBO WARRIORS (1996)--Directed by Ian Barry.
Stars James Remar, Kyle Howard, James Lew, James Tolkan. This is what happens when exploitation gurus Cirio Santiago
and Charles Band join forces…and the result is surprisingly not half bad. In this sequel of sorts to ROBOT JOX
and ROBOT WARS, Earth has been invaded by an extraterrestrial race called the Teridaxx, which has declared martial law.
Ten years after the last rebel force was defeated in the jungle while attempting to retrieve Earthbot, a giant robot which
is mankind’s only means of fighting back, a young boy (Howard) tracks down the greatest human “robo warrior”--the
guy who pilots the giant robot from inside its head--and convinces him to dry out and fight for Earth’s freedom one
last time. A properly world-weary Remar toplines as Gibson the robo warrior, while Tolkan and Lew play aliens in makeup
that resembles the title creature in PREDATOR. Filmed in the Philippines, ROBO WARRIORS has some serious scripting issues,
but Barry keeps up a strong pace, the visual effects are good, and the sets and props suggest a budgetary level far above
what the director probably had to work with. If you like to see giant robots fighting each other, give ROBO WARRIORS
a try. Richard Band’s strong score helps add production value. Also with Terry Markwell (MISSION: IMPOSSIBLE),
Bernard Kates and Dennis Creaghan.
ROBOCOP (1987)--Directed by Paul Verhoeven.
Stars Peter Weller, Nancy Allen, Kurtwood Smith, Ronny Cox, Miguel Ferrer, Daniel O'Herlihy, Robert DoQui. Exciting science
fiction set in the near future about a Detroit policeman (Weller) who is killed in the line of duty. The department reassembles
Weller as an unstoppable cyborg called Robocop, and teams him with a female patrol officer (Allen). However, fleeting memories
of Weller's family and past jeopardize his quest to find his killers. Verhoeven raises the material above that of a typical
action picture by introducing moments of clever satire (mostly in the form of TV parodies), and boosting the violence and
gore level to such an extreme that it's hard to take seriously. Cox is menacing in an interesting bit of backwards casting.
Screenplay by Edward Neumeier and Michael Miner. Phil Tippett did the terrific ED-209 stop-motion effects. Leeza Gibbons (!)
has a small role. Music by Basil Poledouris. Filmed in Dallas, Texas. From the director of TOTAL RECALL.
ROBOCOP
2 (1990)--Directed by Irvin Kershner. Stars Peter Weller, Nancy Allen, Daniel O'Herlihy, Tom Noonan, Gabriel Damon,
Belinda Bauer, John Glover, Patricia Charbonneau. This inferior sequel (co-written by comic book artist Frank Miller) contains
all the violence and chase scenes of the original, but very little of the satire and humor that director Paul Verhoeven brought
to it. Robocop (Weller) and his Detroit police partner (Allen) go after druglord Noonan and his foulmouthed 12-year-old sidekick
(Damon). Kershner certainly doesn't let the pace flag, but film remains a disappointment. Music by Leonard Rosenman. Kershner's
previous movie was THE EMPIRE STRIKES BACK. Weller relinquished the Robocop reins in favor of Robert Burke for 1993's ROBOCOP
3.
ROBOT HOLOCAUST (1986)—Directed by
Tim Kincaid. Stars Norris Cuff, Nadine Hart, Angelika Jager, Joel von Ornsteiner, Rick Gianasi. The director of
the hilariously bad BREEDERS and MUTANT HUNT may have topped himself with this hopefully inept post-apoc flick filmed in Central
Park. Talk about a cheat title—the “robot holocaust” takes place before the beginning of the movie.
Now the world is a wasteland led by the mysteriously voiced Dark One and his sexy henchwoman Valaria, who is played by Jager
in a hard-to-believe performance that made me wonder whether she even knew how to speak English. A slave named Neo (Cuff)
escapes and recruits a ragtag bunch of warriors to infiltrate the Dark One’s hideout (an old power station), fighting
Amazon babes, a giant spider, man-eating worms and, yes, even a robot or two.
Lacking the sleaze of BREEDERS and the clumsy hilarity of MUTANT
HUNT, ROBOT HOLOCAUST is what would happen if your friends spent four consecutive weekends making a 16mm home movie at the
local park, and then blackmailed Charles Band into donating some old Richard Band cues and a VHS release. It's not (yet) available
on DVD, but amazingly aired in prime time on the MGM HD channel, where it unquestionably looks better than ever. I can't believe
MGM bothered to strike an HD print, but I'm thrilled they did. Jager must have been cast as a tribute to Zsa Zsa in QUEEN
OF OUTER SPACE; her accent sounds identical, but her acting skills are much, much worse. Outside of Anna Nicole Smith in SKYSCRAPER,
this is probably the worst performance ever given by a paid actress in a professionally released film.
At one point, a character becomes "trapped" in a maze of wires
hooked to a bomb and is warned that if he moves, the bomb will explode. It may have been matted out on the VHS tape, but it's
hilarious to see the clumsy actors obviously bumping against the wires at the bottom of the frame. Kincaid stretches
the insanity to almost 80 minutes, and Ed French, who worked on Kincaid’s other SF movies, provides the makeup effects
here too.
ROBOT JOX (1990)--Directed by Stuart Gordon.
Stars Gary Graham, Anne-Marie Johnson, Paul Koslo, Robert Sampson. Low-budget science-fiction film from Empire Pictures takes
place in a post-apocalyptic future. War has been outlawed, so territorial disputes between nations are now settled in man-to-man
combat in giant mechanical robots. American maverick Graham must battle evil Russkie Koslo for the rights to Alaska! Good
stop-motion animation effects by David Allen. Executive producer: Charles Band. Produced by Albert Band. Also with Carolyn
Purdy-Gordon and Jeffrey Combs. Was originally made as ROBOJOX, but the producers of ROBOCOP threatened to sue. Graham would
be perfect in THE MICK JAGGER STORY.
ROBOT MONSTER (1953)--Directed by Phil Tucker. Stars George
Nader, Claudia Barrett, John Mylong, Selina Royle. Amazingly inept science fiction about a space alien named Ro-Man (George
Barrows in a gorilla suit and diving helmet) who destroys all life on Earth with a "Calcinator Death Ray". All, that is, except
for six humans spelunking at the time. Ro-Man is stumped, so he calls his boss, "The Great One"(also Barrows in a gorilla
suit), on a soap bubble maker for further instructions. Full of priceless dialogue and silly scenes. Nader's death scene is
great; after barely being scratched, he runs and staggers for what seems like miles, and, upon reaching his destination, collapses--never
to be seen again. A must see! Shot in four days; the budget was $20,000. Originally released in 3-D. Music by Elmer Bernstein!
From the director of CAPE CANAVERAL MONSTERS.
ROBOT WARS (1993)--Directed by Albert Band.
Stars Don Michael Paul, Barbara Crampton, Danny Kamekona. Somebody at Full Moon really loved giant robots. Either
that or ROBOT JOX and CRASH AND BURN were just really successful. David Allen and Jim Danforth provide some nifty stop-motion
visual effects in this tame PG sci-fi movie about a hotshot robot pilot (Paul) who transports passengers across the desert
in a giant walking robot scorpion. It’s hijacked by a Chinese general (Kamekona), so Paul and his reluctant love
interest (Crampton) have to explore beneath the city to find an old, abandoned giant robot that was buried there decades before.
The robot fighting doesn’t occur until the final reel. Up to that time, Band provides us with some fun FX, breezy
performances and a sturdy score by David Arkenstone. I would just as soon as had more robot fighting though. Also
with Lisa Rinna, James Staley, Yuji Okumoto and Peter Haskell. It’s only about 72 minutes long, and the Paramount
tape includes an issue of Full Moon’s video magazine, VIDEOZONE, that includes trailers, a behind-the-scenes look at
ROBOT WARS and Charlie Spradling (PUPPET MASTER II) modeling a Full Moon T-shirt.
ROBOTRIX (1991)--Directed by Jamie Luk. Stars
Amy Yip, Chikako Aoyama, Chung Lam, Hiu-Dan Hui, Billy Chow. Science fiction combines with comedy and tasteless not-quite-hardcore
sex scenes in this bizarre Hong Kong picture. A policewoman (Aoyama) is killed while trying to prevent the kidnapping
of a sheik's son. Her brain is placed into a robot body, and she is teamed with a robotics scientist (Yip) to track
down the kidnapper (Lam), who has created his own kung-fu cyborg (Chow). While Yip is undeniably gorgeous, she cedes
all the nude scenes to the eyepopping Aoyama and Hiu, whose characters are victimized in graphic rape scenes that are terribly
out of place in what is otherwise a light, slightly naughty comic adventure. Still, it's hard not to like hot naked
karate-fighting robot chicks, which ROBOTRIX provides in spades.
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