Plot: A young woman, the drinker (Tabea Blumenschein) buys a ticket to go to Berlin where she plans to drink as much as she can, whereever she can. At the same time as her, Soziale Frage (“social question”) (Magdalena Montezuma), Exakte Statistik (“exact statistics”) (Orpha Termin) and Gesunder Menschenverstand (“good judgment”) (Monika von Cube) arrive in Berlin for a conference. Their paths keep crossing with the drinker as she makes her way through the bars, accompanied by the homeless woman (Lutze), also a drinker, she befriended.
Bildnis einer Trinkerin is a strange film. Visually impressive, it remains on the level of metaphor rather than storytelling, making it rife for interpretation rather than more straightforward understanding. I really enjoyed going on that journey.
Plot: Elvis (Kurt Russell, with Ronnie McDowell singing) dreams of becoming a musician. Born in poor circumstances and without connections, he doesn’t stand that much of a chance. But when he goes to record a song for his mother (Shelley Winters), the studio is impressed by his voice, hearing the gospel background he comes from (and that comes without him being black). From there, his rise is quick and very high, but it does come with its dark sides as well.
The film was made only very shortly after Elvis’ death and it shows in its unfiltered adoration of Elvis that doesn’t really dare to go near the darker chapters of his biography – like the drug use. That means that the film becomes overly sweet and remains oddly flat in places. Nevertheless it wins with the amazing performance by Kurt Russell and Ronnie McDowell’s great singing.
Max Rockatansky (Mel Gibson) is part of what remains of the police force, mostly busy with hunting down gang violence. After the gang led by Toecutter (Hugh Keays-Byrne) kills his partner Jim Goose (Steve Bisley), Max decides that he has to get out of there. So he packs his wife Jessie (Joanne Samuel) and their little kid and they try to get away from their routines. But Toecutter, his gang and the violence they bring are not that easily left behind.
I loved pretty much everything about Mad Max, in particular the way the movie methodically dismantles all the “lone wolf”-cop clichés. Even though that meant that the film ends on one of hell of a sad note.
Jill Johnson (Carol Kane) babysits the Mandrakis’ kids when she starts receiving weird phone calls asking her to check on the kids. Instead Jill calls the police which saves her life and leads to the arrest of the psychopathic Curt Duncan (Tony Beckley). But seven years later, Duncan escapes. John Clifford (Charles Durning), the police officer turned PI who arrested him, goes on the hunt.
I didn’t really like the rather disjointed structure of the film (or John Clifford), but several parts of this movie were absolutely brilliant.
The crew of the Nostromo – a commercial mining ship – are woken from hypersleep in the middle of their journey after the ship received a distress call from a planet they were passing. They land to investigate. While Captain Dallas (Tom Skerritt), Lambert (Veronica Cartwright) and Kane (John Hurt) head out on the surface, Ripley (Sigourney Weaver) discovers that the distress call was actually a warning. But by then Kane already stumbled on a nest of alien eggs…
I loved Alien. It’s a tense, scary, exciting film that has an absolutely outstanding main character in Sigourney Weaver’s Ripley. It’s simply a must-see.
It’s a kind of mockumentary, mixing archive footage from actual documentaries with scenes from erotic films and passages from more or less scientific books about human sexuality to create a map of various perversions, fetishes and generally unconventional sexual practices.
Libidomania [it is the better title, so I’m using it from now on :)] can not be taken seriously – and should not be taken seriously, either. It’s sleazy and very, very trashy. At the same time, it’s also incredibly entertaining. I have yet to see a movie that makes me go “What the Fuck” more often – and I’ve already seen Beastly. In short, it’s brilliant.
[In September, there was a Miyazaki festival in Vienna. This is the first movie I’m going to review from that festival. They had planned to show Ponyo as the highlight at the end but becaue of some contractual problems, they didn’t, unfortunately.]
Lupin is a master thief. When he hears of a batch of excellently forged money, he travels to Cagliostro where he gets more than he bargained for: Not only does he have to save a girl, but also has to solve a riddle that goes back five hundred years.
Lupin III is not at all like Miyazaki’s later films. It’s quite clear that it’s not based on his original material and it’s still stuck way more in the general Anime conventions than his later work. Still it’s funny and entertaining.