|
Spider-Man 3
- By Paul Bullock
It's called the two-villain rule and it's very simple to follow. Basically, don't write more than two villains into a superhero script, or you'll face a catastrophe that even Superman couldn't sort out. Batman and Robin did it, X-Men: The Last Stand did it and now Spider-Man 3 has done it...or so most critics believed. Picking up directly after the events of the imperious Spider-Man 2, this third part of Sam Raimi's superhero trilogy finds the webbed wallcrawler faced with a trio of terror. First there's friend Harry Osbourn, who's decided to drink his daddy's loony juice and become the New Goblin. Then there's Flint Marko, a petty thief who stumbles into a particle converter and becomes shape-shifting sand monster The Sandman. And finally, there's Eddie Brock, Peter Parker's photographer rival at the Daily Bugle who becomes behemoth anti-Spidey Venom after a close encounter with some black alien goo which came to earth from space, bonded with Peter, turned him into the fella from My Chemical Romance and then separated from him in a church. Or something. And herein lies the problem. Spider-Man 3's flaws do not arise from the fact there are three villains, but that one of them is Venom. One of the most popular characters from the comics, he was foisted into the film by producers keen to get fan hype up and sell tons of tacky merchandise. Considering the immense budget the film had, such cash-driven cynicism is understandable, especially given the fact that it was released in the same month as Pirates of the Caribbean: At World’s End and Shrek 3, so box-office success was by no means assured. But what the money men didn't take into account (or just plain didn't care about) is that the basic exposition needed to set the character up (Where does the goo come from? Why does it make people evil? Why does Eddie hate Spider-Man?) is so great that it leaves little room for any of the other villains to develop in full. Thomas Hayden Church's Sandman, for example, is particularly frustrating, promising to be a subtle, morally ambiguous and humane villain in the vein of Doc Ock, until the plot dictates he disappears for half an hour so Venom and the black suit can be set up. However, while the triptych of terror are undermined by suffocated writing, Raimi's once more tuned into his star and manages to take him into some surprisingly dark territory. Not only does Spider-Man 3 feature our hero killing - and being proud to kill - one of his foes, but it forces him to question his moral authority and challenges the polarised right/wrong world superheroes exist in, quite a feat for a film which was condemned as moronic on release. Throw in some electrifying action set-pieces, some beautifully played tensions between Peter, Mary Jane and Harry (all three leads on fine form, once again) and that magnificent dance scene (sorry, I LOVED that moment) and you have a film that provides a satisfying finale to the finest and most complete superhero trilogy yet made. As is common for big banner releases, the double DVD package comes loaded with extras. Most of them are puff pieces, making-ofs or promotional interviews which don’t really have much to say and shy away from the production’s troubles like Superman around kryptonite. There is, however, an endearingly boisterous and surprisingly revealing commentary from the stars and Raimi in which the group discuss (though not in too much detail) the film‘s re-written script, re-shot scenes and four alternative endings. The fact that there are no deleted scenes then gives the clearest hint of all that this isn't the last time Spidey 3 will be hitting DVD: expect an extended Spider-Man 3.5 sometime before the release of part four.
    |
|
|
Poltergeist 25th
Anniversary Edition
- By James Ellaby
One of the scariest things about the
Poltergeist trilogy isn't even in
any of the films. It's the Curse.
Dominique Dunne, who appears in this
first movie as teen daughter Dana,
died soon after in a fight with her
boyfriend. Six years later, her screen
sister Heather O'Rourke, who played
Carol Anne in all three movies, died
at the age of 12 after complications
from surgery, having been ill throughout
the making of Poltergeist III. Julian
Beck and Will Sampson, two of the
stars of II also both died during
filming or soon after, while there's
all kinds of other stories surrounding
these films. And they don't exactly
need anything like that to make them
scary, because the first two do that
very well on their own. For me, II
is far creepier because of the ghoulish
Reverend Kane character (made all
the more spooky because Beck, who
played him, was dying of stomach cancer
at the time), but the combination
of Tobe Hooper as director and Steven
Spielberg as co-writer and co-producer
makes the original a better film,
while Jerry Goldsmith's Psycho-esque
soundtrack brings a real edge to suburbia.
What makes it so effective is just
that, its setting in an everyday house
on an everyday street in America (ok,
most aren't build on Indian burial
grounds, but never mind that) and
the use of such a mundane and commonplace
item as a television as the focus
of the scariness (a trick repeated
in Ringu of course). Throw in some
good humour and the wacky mini-medium
Tangina Barrons (Zelda Rubinstein)
and a possible real life curse and
you've got one of the best horror
films of the 1980s as well as a fairly
rare scary movie that has no obvious
monster or murderer or gore. Where
this DVD slightly lets itself down
is in the lack of bonus features,
which you'd expect there to be plenty
of in a 25th anniversary edition.
There's a nice documentary about poltergeists,
but nothing really about the film
itself. Mind you, if you were in this
film, with its record, would you want
to go round talking about it?
    |
|
 |
|
Return To House On Haunted Hill - By
James Ellaby
The original House on Haunted Hill is famous for two reasons. Firstly for director William Castle's gimmicky approach to showing it in cinemas (getting a flying skeleton to swoop over the audience's heads, etc), and secondly for supposedly being the film that inspired Alfred Hitchcock to make Psycho. It was made in 1959, and was remade without the flying skeleton but with rather more impressive special effects, forty years later. Replacing Vincent Price as the star was Geoffrey Rush, while Famke Janssen and Taye Diggs also appeared, while the 'house' was now a former insane aslyum that was the scene of horrific experiments and mass murders, all setting it up for lots of gruesome and scary ghosts and ghouls to flicker around the place. It was incredibly silly of course, and not exactly a classic of the genre, so it's rather surprising to find a sequel appearing eight years later. The first question you have to ask is whether there is anyone out there who can really remember what happened in the first film (the remake, that is) without getting confused with the awful spoof of it in Scary Movie 2. Let's hope so, because Return To House On Haunted Hill doesn't make many concessions for anyone who has no idea what the plot of that film was. The plot of this one centres around the sister of one of the survivors, who ends up going to the House (good move!) along with a bunch of other mostly forgettable characters. And they mostly meet horrific deaths inside at the ghostly hands of the sinister Dr Vannagutt (Jeffrey Combs, returning from the first film), the evil psychiatric doctor who ran the aslyum. Films like Saw and Hostel have ramped up the gore factor necessary in modern horror films since the 1999 House On Haunted Hill, so Return follows suit by making the death scenes much gorier and more disturbing, which will no doubt please fans of that kind of thing, but any sense of campy class that Rush brought to proceedings first time around is sorely missing here. It's not a complete waste of time and fans of the first remake will probably enjoy it, but there's not really too much to recommend it for anyone else.
  |
|
 |
|
Meat Loaf - 3 Bats Live DVD
- By James Ellaby
Having returned from semi-retirement
last year with Bat Out Of Hell III, Meat Loaf
should be riding high, as that series has always
been what has underpinned his success throughout
his career. The first one obviously kicked things
off, and after drifting listlessly in the 80s,
Bat II brought him back into the spotlight with
the massive single I'd Do Anything For Love (But
I Won't Do That), but part III was a bit underwhelming.
It's still a decent Meat Loaf album, but with
his relationship with chief collaborator Jim Steinman
collapsing in the process of making it, the magic
just wasn't there this time. However, having completed
the trilogy, it certainly makes sense to have
a live DVD like this showcasing a tour based on
songs from all three albums (regardless of the
fact that he's had few hits from any other albums,
so any setlist would be dominated by the first
two Bats in any case), and 3 Bats Live does exactly
what it says on the tin. Kicking off with the
awesome Paradise By The Dashboard Light should
indicate a stunning show ahead, but something
is wrong right from the off. Meat Loaf comes on
stage with a wig on, restoring the long, flowing
locks of his youth, and it's quite a neat idea
in the context of the show and the song, but right
away his performance is surprisingly weak. He
seems very breathy and sings a lot of the song
quite strangely, a bit muted and rarely on the
note. What should be a spunky duet ends up a bit
laboured and it's because of him rather than his
female counterpart, who is excellent, and any
hopes that this is just a tricky start (or that
he's doing it on purpose for some reason) soon
evaporate when he continues in this vein throughout
the show. Meat Loaf has obviously had lots of
health problems down the years, collapsing on
stage more times than most of us have had breakfasts,
and the overall impression of 3 Bats Live is that
this may have either caught up with him, or that
he is under doctors' orders to rein himself in
when performing live. Either way, it definitely
affects this show and despite plenty of famous
songs and great tunes (like the stunning Objects
In The Rear View Mirror May Appear Closer Than
They Are) that are delivered poorly by a singer
not on top form. With some lacklustre new material
thrown in too, 3 Bats Live is hardly an essential
purchase, and that's a shame because it really
should have been.
  |
|
|
Thin Lizzy - Live And Dangerous
- By James Ellaby
In almost every way, Thin Lizzy were a unique and groundbreaking band. As well as having a black frontman in a genre hardly overburdended with non-caucasian stars, they were an Irish band who were made up of members from both sides of the border and from both Catholic and Protestant communities. They also made some great music, but for some reason have these days mostly been reduced to making appearances on 'classic rock' compilation albums with Whiskey In The Jar or film soundtracks with The Boys Are Back In Town. There's a Thin Lizzy touring the country, but with only one member of the classic line-up and Phil Lynott having been dead for 21 years, they are hardly the genuine article even if they do have the rights to the name. If you want to experience Thin Lizzy live, there's only one real way to do it now, and that's with this DVD, which is a revamped version of their classic concert film Live And Dangerous. Recorded in 1978 at the Rainbow Theatre, it has been cleaned up and given posher DVD sound, but otherwise is very much still the version that was originally released, complete with the weird intro and footage of roadies at work during opening track Rosalie, as well as the very 70s editing techniques, which mean you get curious triangles appearing on screen showing different angles, as well as so much use of split screen that even Jack Bauer would get confused. But all of this just helps to place Live And Dangerous in its context, and the audio-visual improvements are subtle but worthwhile. The show itself is legendary, and more than lives up to that billing, with the band in electric form on the hits and some lesser known rockers that prove that there really was more to Thin Lizzy than just the three or four tracks that everyone knows. With a bonus BBC Sight And Sound gig from their farewell tour of 1983 thrown in plus some Top Of The Pops performances and a live CD, this DVD package is essential for any Thin Lizzy fan and pretty near essential for any lover of great music.
    |
|
|
Top Cat Volume 1
- By Paul Bullock
Remember when Saturday mornings were a haven of race-car driving damsels, mystery-solving canines and modern stone age families rather than fat chefs preaching the importance of healthy eating to an audience too busy chowing down on their cereal to bother listening? We here at Entertainment Manchester do, so imagine the blast of nostalgic joy that rippled through our bodies when we watched this first volume of Top Cat. Created by the Hanna Barbera studio in the early stages of its golden era, this wildly entertaining series has sadly become lost in the sands of time and shadows of its more glamorous siblings, destined to spend its life known as The One That Isn’t Scooby Doo or The Flintsones. There are good reasons too. Most Hanna Barbera ‘toons took inspiration from a live-action counterpart (The Flintstones, for example, borrowed from The Honeymooners), and as TC doffs its cap towards the iconic Phil Silvers Show it was always going to struggle in comparison. It also lacks a truly memorable character in the Shaggy or Fred vein and doesn’t quite have the instant catchphrase quotability that’s a must for all great cartoons. Yet there’s still an awful lot to enjoy here. As always in Barbara productions, the animation is astonishing and, as we’re in the world of mobster moggies here, it evokes the ring-a-ding-ding cool of Frankie, Deano and the rest of the Rat Pack in their Vegas prime. The scripts too shine, fizzling with wit, invention and even a little bit of satire (there‘s a nice musical riff on Woody Allen‘s Manhattan), while the voice acting is some of the finest in any of the Barbera productions. Oh, and obviously there’s that magnificent theme song, arguably the finest any kids TV show has been blessed with, even if it does sound ever so slightly like its been written for a brand of catfood. On the DVD there’s a storyboard/finished piece comparison and an interesting commentary from cartoon historians and some of the show’s main players. As this is just volume one though, the special features don’t dazzle and collectors may want to splash out on the Region 1 full series boxset (rather than the six episodes featured here) to get a more complete package.
    |
|
|
Black Gold
- By Paul Bullock
If the likes of Fahrenheit 911, March of the Penguins and An Inconvenient Truth have proved anything (apart from that the world's a bit messed up and penguins are fuzzy, of course), it's that the opening seven years of the 21st Century have marked the era of the documentary. People such as Al Gore, Michael Moore and Morgan Spurlock have seen their factual films take millions at the box-office, swoon the judges at Cannes, the Oscars and even the Nobel Peace Prize and gain the razzle-dazzle backing of music and movie stars. But this is only half the story. For every Fahrenheit 911 or Super Size Me, there's a The Corporation, a Fog of War or an Enron: The Smartest Guys in the Room, films which have tackled similar subjects as their more illustrious cousins but attracted a far narrower demographic and ended up preaching to the converted as a result. Black Gold also falls into this category. Directed by brothers Mark and Nick Francis it’s an intelligent, emotionally wrenching and very well-intentioned doc that follows Tadesse Maskela, the General Manager of the Oromia Coffee Farmers Co-operative Union, as he travels to the western world in a bid to secure a better deal for the 74,000 poverty-stricken coffee farmers he represents. It's shocking viewing and the Francises are wise enough to let the stats speak for themselves: women pickers are paid less for their work than it costs to buy a cappuccino and their produce is sold for only 25 cents per kilo when a small portion of that, when mixed with some hot water, will fetch $2.50 in America. However, while the Francises’ grounded approach is conscientious and refreshing in our times of political polemics and pop stars scrawling silly messages on their hands, it also makes the film feel like nothing more than a TV documentary transplanted uncomfortably onto the big screen, where it was unlikely to win over as many converts as it needs. This DVD has some informative Q&A sessions and a couple of extra messages from Tadesse, but it’s still unlikely to attract those who are unfamiliar with these issues, which is a shame because the film really is powerful enough to persuade people to buy fairly rather than just cheaply.
   |
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|