Daily Archives: June 25, 2017

Blue Hawaii (1961)

Blue Hawaii
Directed by Norman Taurog
Written by Hal Kanter; story by Allan Weiss
1961/USA
Hal Wallis Productions
First viewing?/Netflix rental

[box] Fred Gates: Sarah Lee, how many times do I have to tell you, he was not in a war.

Sarah Lee Gates: I know you’re right, Daddy, but if I don’t tell myself there was a war, I have a most depressive feeling Chadwick’s just wasted two years.[/box]

This is all you would expect from a movie starring Elvis and set in Hawaii.

Chad (Elvis) is discharged from the army and returns home to Hawaii.  His faithful half-Polynesian girlfriend Maile (Joan Blackman) s waiting for him.  Chad’s first priority and fondest wish is to return to his former life as a beach bum.  His mother (Angela Landsbury) is dead set on him entering the family’s pineapple business.  Chad refuses.

He gets a job as a tourist guide.  His first assignment is to squire four teenage girls and their teacher around Hawaii.  Naturally, this provides many opportunities for misunderstandings with Maile, beautiful scenery, and occasions at which the singer can perform – some times with a Hawaiian band.

The mother of one of my childhood friends was a huge Elvis fan and the soundtrack to this movie was on constant rotation at her house.  This has left me with a residual fondness for all the songs, most of which are admittedly pretty bland.  If you know what you are in for, it’s a perfectly pleasant way to spend an afternoon.

Trailer

The Choppers (1961)

The Choppers
Directed by Leigh Jason
Written by Arch Hall Sr.
1961/USA
Rushmore Productions
First viewing/YouTube

[box] Mr. Lester: [drunkenly, into microphone] I wanna tell the whole world something. Those cops, they ain’t gonna take my boy Torch. There ain’t enough cops in the whole world to take my boy Torch. You hear me? They ain’t gonna take my boy Torch![/box]

The title refers to stolen auto parts, not motorcycles, in this low-budget JD movie.

A gang of teenagers has a thriving business in stripping stalled cars and selling them to a corrupt auto repair shop.  They target their victims by siphoning just enough gas to strand the drivers in the middle of nowhere with a long walk ahead of them.  Needless to say, all the kids are having a crummy childhood.  A police man and an insurance man team up to find the culprits.

There were a couple of characters that made me smile – a gun-toting old-timer and Arch Hall Jr. and his guitar.  I can actually still hum the tune of “Monkey in My Hatband”.  These moments were not enough to move the film into bad movie gold.

Montage of clips