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Who Loves the Sun
IMPLICIT SPOILERS
Who Loves the Sun is a small personal dramedy about five people isolated in a
rural cabin during a pleasant Canadian summer. The exquisite beauty of the
setting contrasts to the pain of the characters.
Will has mysteriously reappeared in the small town after an unexplained five
year absence during which nobody heard from him. He drifts into the house of his
former best friend's parents, but he is uncommunicative, so the middle aged
couple call up their son in New York and then call the wandering man's ex-wife,
both of whom make their way to the cabin for a reunion.
Family secrets start to spill out like beer from a power tap. The long-lost Will
left town when he caught his best friend and his wife doing the deed. He's
angry, but not as angry as the wife, who genuinely loved him, but also had deep
feelings for the best friend. Will left without trying to work things out, and
refused to communicate with anyone. They had, more or less given him up for
dead.
Will makes such a complete ass of himself for two days that his friend's
middle-aged dad finally calls him aside and gives him a lecture, which includes
a revelation that he also caught his wife with another man when they were first
married, and somehow he managed to survive without running away or making
everyone around him miserable. This shared bit
of intimacy, sworn to secrecy, is supposed to reach out to Will, but instead
triggers a chain of further revelations about the result of that affair so long
ago, all of which have great relevance to the current enmity between the former best
friends.
The film sort of loses its momentum under the drag of the many, many secrets and
correlations to the distant past. At first it seems that the three members of
the love triangle just have to try to sort everything out, forgive, and move on
appropriately, and that would have been enough story for a small, independent
film, especially given the natural dialogue, the credible characters, and the
fine technical values of the film. The scriptwriter didn't have the good sense
to stay with his central premise, but wandered into enough "organ chord"
revelations to fill an entire year of Days of our Lives. Without revealing the
specifics, let it suffice to say that Darth Vader is the father of all five
characters.
By the end of the movie, however, I was willing to forgive the script's
excesses. The mistakes it makes are overcome by its strengths, especially by the
fact that we always seem to be watching real people talking about things that
really happened. They sometimes speak seriously, sometimes hesitantly, sometimes
comically, sometimes bitterly, and sometimes sentimentally, as the characters go
through the inevitable cycle of avoidance, confrontation and forgiveness. While
some of the plot's coincidences seem forced, they are all tied together
remarkably well in a nifty little script and the unlikely secrets, once
revealed, seem appropriate to the characters. The characters themselves are
likeable enough once they let down their hair, but are not instantly likeable,
and possess numerous quirks and unpleasant aspects to their personalities. As do
we all. The script uses no short-cuts to coax our identification with the
characters. They have to earn our empathy, as they have to earn one another's.
The film also redeems its plot contrivances with a completely uncontrived ending
in which situations resolve themselves, or fail to, as they would if they
happened to real people. In other words, this quiet little film is good in
enough ways to earn a bit of dramatic license.
It's not even the slightest bit "hip" and it's not a film for action lovers.
I suppose it will play best with audiences over 30 and with females. It's just five people wandering around a cabin for a few days
and talking about their feelings. It is, however,
an excellent example of how a good movie can be created from virtually no
budget, provided that the script is smart and the setting requires few
characters, no explosions and no special effects. It is a film which stays with
it s capabilities, and succeeds at what it tries to do.
Solid
C. Nice indy offering from Canada. 6.2 at IMDb, which is reasonable. Not a very
commercial film, but that doesn't mean it isn't good.
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* Yellow asterisk: funny (maybe).
* White asterisk:
expanded format.
*
Blue asterisk: not mine.
No asterisk: it probably
sucks.
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OTHER CRAP:
Catch the deluxe
version of Other Crap in real time, with all the bells and whistles,
here.
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A Touch of Genie
(1974)
We are all familiar with Joe Sarno's softcore classics, and know that he
is a master of the genre, has a strongly pro woman slant, and focuses
on women's reaction to sex more than the actual sex, but Joe was not
exclusively a softcore director. He would apply his talents to hardcore
material
when he was in a place or an era where he felt he could do so without
fear of arrest. The After Hours Cinema branch of AI has unearthed a
classic example of Sarno hardcore, a spoof of I Dream of Jeanie called A Touch of
Genie, a treasure which has long been presumed to have been lost forever.
Genie is played by Chris Jordan, and the master, Melvin Finkelfarb,
by Douglas Stone, a stage performer making his only film appearance.
Melvin lives with a classic Jewish mother (Ultramax), owns a small
second hand shop, and sneaks out at lunch to watch porno films in
Times Square. He finds a magic jar, sticks his schlong into it, and
thus summons the Genie. She grants him five wishes. He thought three was the
usual number, but she explained that that was back when three wishes
actually went somewhere, pre-inflation. He keeps wishing to have sex
with porno actresses, and to look like porno stars in the process. Genie hopes he will choose her
instead.
Sarno felt that
hardcore was best performed by hardcore professionals, so he hired
the best: Harry Reems, Eric Edwards, Sandy Foxx, John Ashton, Tina Russell, Lynn
Stevens, Marc Stevens, Ro Tasha and Ultramax. (The film's acting
stars, Chris Jordan and Douglas Stone, keep their clothes on!) Not
only is this film from the classic era of hardcore and stars all the
biggest names from 70s porn, but it is hilarious and professionally
assembled. This is one of Sarno's favorite films, and for good reason. He combines
Yiddish theater humor from his childhood, a spoof of a popular TV
show, and hardcore performers to create something that has to be seen to
be believed. I couldn't decide if the comedy schtick or the sex was the best part
of the film. This is a romantic comedy, and has an appropriately happy
ending, but the getting there was all of the fun.
AI has done a bang-up
job on this release with interviews, a post-screening party, an
informative booklet, huge collection of trailers, and a second disk with two other genie-themed pornos,
including Swing Genie and Jeanie's Magic Box. The video quality
of the actual film is the best they could do with the one remaining
work print of a long forgotten film. It does have numerous scratches
and chips, but these are not enough to detract from the value of the
film.
This is a C+, at the absolute top of the genre line. It's a
full-featured release of a entertaining hardcore classic which was
thought lost until recently. If you are like me, and have an affection
for classic porn, and/or porn with a sense of humor, this is a
must-own.
IMDb has scarcely heard of this title as yet.
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Notes and collages
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Cuéntame
Here is Spanish actress Irene Visedo, from the hit Spanish TV Series, "Cuéntame",
which is something like "The Wonder Years." Irene plays a part similar to Olivia D'Abo's character
on the North American series.
Some people may remember Irene from the excellent movie "The Devil's Backbone" that was directed by Guillermo del Toro.
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Severance
The lesson in this humorous and well-done 2006 horror/thriller is that
if you piss off enough people, they're gonna piss back.
A multi-national weapons manufacturer holds a team-building weekend in
the mountains of Eastern Europe. As is normal in one of these corporate
exercises in torture, the team fights among themselves while trying to
convince the team leader that they're attempting to build unity.
Soon, though, they're too busy fighting a group of crazy killers, fresh
from a war in which they faced the company's weapons, and hell-bent on
revenge.
A smart and funny comedy with plenty of horror, yet not an excessive
amount of gore, produced in the UK, but filmed in Hungary. Quite
different, and very worthwhile.
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Juli Drajko and Judit
Viktor |
Laura Harris |
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A few film clips and samples (to the right) from Good-Luck, Chuck. It's
apparently a painful movie to watch (I haven't seen it), but there seems
to be quite a bit of flesh to ease the pain. The quality of the clips is
so-so. They obviously come from a cammed bootleg, but are watchable (as
you can see from the sample caps.)
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I think we will look back on 2007 as the year in which television nudity
surpassed its competition in films. We are likely to have many, many TV
clips in out top twenty this year. We already saw a tremendous scene from
Alice Henley in season two of Rome, and spectacular nudity in
Californication from Paula Marshall, Madeline Zima, Rachel Miner and
others. Yesterday we saw just how far the producers of Tell Me You Love Me
are willing to go. Today it's Weeds's turn in the barrel, with
full frontal nudity from two minor characters and
lower frontal nudity in
a sexy scene featuring Mary Louise Parker.
Here's a sample to whet your appetite.
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A film clip of Meghan Flather in War.
She's a first timer. The film is the one with Jet Li and Jason Stratham.
Mediocre video quality, but some nice nudity. |
A film clip of Maria
Bello in Butterfly on a Wheel. No nudity, but I recommend it highly!
Very sexy. |
I'm shocked ... shocked ... to see Bai Ling's nipple fall out in public. |
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The Comedy Wire
Comments in yellow...
Tuesday, a House Energy and Commerce Subcommittee held hearings into sexist
and degrading language in rap and hip hop music. After watching videos filled
with nearly-naked women, and the "B-, H- and N-words," they listened to critics
who accused the music industry of poisoning young people's minds. Then the CEO
of Warner Music said Elvis and the Beatles also upset parents; and the CEO of
Viacom, owner of MTV and BET, said it's not their role "to censor the creative
expression of artists." The hearings ended with the music execs, rappers and
politicians all agreeing that they oppose government censors stifling artists'
creativity.
* And by "stifling their creativity," they mean making
the women in the videos put on clothes.
President Hugo Chavez took a break from railing against Bush to berate
beauty-obsessed Venezuelans over a trend of giving girls breast implants for
their 15th birthdays. Venezuela is known for oil wealth, beauty queens and
plastic surgery, and 15th birthday implants are so popular, they're advertised
on TV. Chavez called the
fad "horrible" and "the ultimate degradation." He is trying to promote a
socialist revolution and overthrow "Western icons," such as Barbie dolls. The
lecture against inflated teenage boobs came on his Saturday TV show, which ran a
record eight hours.
* If he likes the natural look for girls, you'd think he'd
be in favor of Bush.
Tuesday, a woman told Oprah Winfrey that she and her husband had sex on a golf
course by their home, and Oprah replied, "You know everybody wants to know what
hole"
* I'm betting it was in the back nine.
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