
Leonie
Benesch in Persische Stunden (2019) in 1080hd
Alicia
Clark in Kill Granny Kill (2014) in dvd quality
Mariah
Kanninen in Dust Box (2012) in 720p
Polly
Walker in Journey of Honor (1991) in vhs
Belinda
Bauer and Helen
Curry in Winter Kills (1979) in 1080hd
I don’t think I can top the summary written by
Richard Jameson for amazon.com. He nailed it, and he did
so articulately.
"This exhilarating
kaleidoscope of a movie, from a surreally layered
novel by Richard Condon (The Manchurian Candidate),
combines post-Watergate paranoia, gallows humor,
political sci-fi, dazzling suspense set pieces,
something we might call postmodern historical
burlesque, and gonzo performances by a truly
all-star cast. It’s held together by Jeff Bridges as
the surviving scion of a Kennedy-like dynasty who
reluctantly sets out to solve his brother’s
assassination. John Huston’s own dynastic
credentials and rough-hewn aristocracy make him
perfect casting as the family patriarch, a
simultaneously genial and appalling American
monster. Writer-director William Richert, a virtual
unknown, somehow corraled an amazing ensemble,
including an unbilled Liz Taylor, North by Northwest
production designer Robert Boyle (who also
contributes a delicious cameo), composer Maurice
Jarre, and the great cinematographer Vilmos
Zsigmond. The widescreen camerawork and zesty
primary-color palette make this the quintessential
’70s film that the ’70s just weren’t ready for."
The Huston role that Jameson is writing about is a
thinly-disguised version of Joe Kennedy: profane,
conniving, amoral, horny to the end. The plot of the
film centers around a 1979 investigation of the JFK
assassination (the names have been changed, and the
facts altered slightly), as conducted by the President’s
fictional half-brother. It would not be completely
unfair to say that the film is a comedy. It’s not a
lowbrow comedy or a farce, and you may not laugh very
much, but it is a comedy in the sense that it retells
the story of the assassination with the most jaded
possible perspective, as if written by Ionesco, or
another one of those Theater of the Absurd masters. In
some ways, it is similar to that classic conspiracy
movie, The President’s Analyst.
The premise: What if all the JFK conspiracy theories are
true? What if it was the mob and the communists and the
Cubans and the FBI and the rich industrialists and
everybody else who has ever been suspected. How can that
be? What if there was an even deeper conspiracy beneath
the outer layers of the onion? What if the crime was
arranged by a power cartel who placed JFK in power and
later had to dispose of him because he wasn’t following
orders like a good soldier. That whole Presidency thing
made him think he really was important, and his masters
didn’t like that, so they had him offed, and left behind
a bewildering entanglement of contradictory clues that
pointed to everyone and no one, and could never be
penetrated.
Do you remember who it was who placed JFK in office in
the first place? It was his father.
Did his own father kill him? Maybe. Or maybe even old
Joe Kennedy had masters to answer to.
I guess if you want to be really picky, you could argue
that when the plot is finally unraveled, the explanation
makes no sense at all. Once I knew the secret, I looked
back on some of the earlier scenes and couldn’t figure
out why they happened. When you try to do that, you end
up against the wall of “but if X is true, then so-and-so
wouldn’t have done Y”. I fully agree with the people who
proffer that criticism, but I don’t really care because
the plot is impossible to follow in the first place, and
the film still fascinates. This is a crazy, lunatic
movie. The director Bill Richert never did anything
before this film, and he didn’t do much after it, but he
pulled off a minor miracle here. He managed to land the
right to write and direct a movie from a novel by
Richard Condon (The Manchurian Candidate, Prizzi’s
Honor). He managed to land some superstars: John Huston,
Jeff Bridges, and Elizabeth Taylor, in addition to
cinematographer Szigmond, set designer Boyle, composer
Jarre. He landed some incredible character actors:
Toshiro Mifune, Eli Wallach, Anthony Perkins, Sterling
Hayden and Richard Boone. And everyone connected to the
film had the time of their life filming it.
The film itself is good, but not great. In fact, it
bombed completely at the box office, grossing only a
million dollars on a six million dollar budget, and
effectively delivering Richert’s career stillborn. The
world was not really ready for a dark, dark comedy about
the Kennedy assassination in 1979. After 1979, it would
be nearly a decade before Richert would get another
film, and he would never make another film of any real
significance.
I have not seen the Blu-Ray, but the DVD was absolutely
magnificent. It is one of the best examples of an older
film given a proper release on DVD. It’s packed with
interviews and commentaries, and it’s obvious that
everyone liked and respected everyone else. They tell
stories on each other constantly, and they all tell
stories on that ultimate colorful character, the late
John Huston. (Both Bridges and Richert do good
impersonations of Huston and Zsigmond.) In addition to
the commentary track, there is one entire disk of
additional special features. I recommend it heartily for
anyone interested in an accurate and fascinating account
of how the novel became a film, and how Richert pulled
off his little recruiting miracles.
The details behind the production are as weird as the
film itself:
Per Wikipedia:
“The film’s original
producers were wealthy marijuana dealers Robert
Sterling and Leonard Goldberg, who had previously
worked on releasing the French softcore Emmanuelle
films in the U.S. Many of the film’s interior scenes
were shot in 1977 at the Greystone Mansion in
Beverly Hills, then home to the American Film
Institute’s film school. The production went so far
over budget that it was shut down three times,
having declared bankruptcy. Goldberg was murdered
(most likely by the Mafia) in the middle of
production, for failure to pay his debts, and
Sterling was later sentenced to 40 years in prison
for marijuana smuggling.
Director Richert and stars Bridges and Bauer went to
Germany and filmed a comedy called The American
Success Company (released in 1980), whose
distribution rights made enough money for Richert to
fund a resumption of Winter Kills two years later.
Director of photography Vilmos Zsigmond had moved on
to other projects, and was replaced by John Bailey.
The film’s distributor, Embassy Pictures, controlled
the final cut, but a few years later, Richert
acquired the rights to the film and re-released a
director’s cut, with a new ending, in 1983.”
Belinda Bauer
Helen Curry
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