Category Archives: 1967

Valley of the Dolls (1967)

Valley of the Dolls
Directed by Mark Robson
Written by Helen Deutsch and Dorothy Kingsley from the novel by Jacqueline Susann
1967/USA
Red Lion
First viewing/Amazon Instant

[box] Anne Welles: Neely, you know it’s bad to take liquor with those pills.

Neely O’Hara: They work faster.[/box]

I was expecting a sudsy melodrama with over-the-top acting and that is exactly what I got.  Not that this is entirely a bad thing!

Nice girl Anne (Barbara Parkins) leaves her idyllic home in New England for the excitement of the Big Apple.  She promptly gets a job with a show business attorney.  This eventually leads to meeting Helen Lawson (Susan Hayward), an aging Broadway legend; Neely O’Hara (Patty Duke), an aspiring Broadway legend; and Jennifer (Sharon Tate), a sweet, reluctant sex symbol.  Anne, with her elegant looks, gets hired to represent a line of beauty products.

All of the younger women fall in love with men who are basically non-entities. The stress of  making their dreams comes true lead all to prescription drugs and booze at some point.  Neeley goes completely over the edge.  With Lee Grant as a doting sister.

This became kind of a guilty pleasure.  It’s super trashy but very entertaining.  I didn’t know Patty Duke could overact to this extent but she is perfect for her part.  Susan Hayward emerges with her dignity intact.  I had forgotten how much I love Dionne Warwick’s rendition of the theme song.  Can’t exactly recommend it but don’t regret I saw it one bit.

John Williams was nominated for an Academy Award for his adapted score.  Andre and Dory Previn wrote the songs.

Monster from a Prehistoric Planet (1967)

Monster from a Prehistoric Planet (Daikyoju Gappa)
Directed by Hiroshi Noguchi
Written by Iwao Yamakazi and Ryuzo Nakanishi
1967/Japan
Manson Corporation/Nikkatsu
First viewing/Amazon Prime

 

[box] President Funazu: Like it? I call it Playmate Land.[/box]

In a year of goofy monster movies, this is second rate.  I blame part of that on the English dubbing.

As usual, Japanese scientists travel to a tropical island to do some questionable experiments and come upon an infant monster.  Of course, they must take it home, largely at the insistence of a greedy promoter.  Mommy and Daddy Gappa come to the rescue and all but destroy Tokyo in the process.

The movie is in color but I liked this still.

This combines a bird-lizard monster a la The X from Outer Space and the sentimentality of Son of Godzilla.  It lacks the  inadvertent hilarity of both, though.

A Colt Is My Passport (1967)

A Colt Is My Passport (Koruto wa ore no pasupooto)
Directed by Takashi Nomura
Written by Hideichi Nagahara and Nobuo Yamada
1967/Japan
Nikkatsu
First viewing/Criterion Channel

[box] War is the statesman’s game, the priest’s delight, the lawyer’s jest, the hired assassin’s trade. — Percy Bysshe Shelley[/box]

This is one of the better of the many “noir” gangster movies put out by Japan’s Nikkatsu studio in its prime.

Jo “Chipmunk Cheek” Shishido plays Shuji Kamamura, an assassin for hire.  As the film begins, he is assigned to kill a mob boss.  His target is heavily protected.  Then Kamamura’s boss is offered a lot of money to wipe his employee out.

I find these things are a bit samey in the plot but generally of a fairly high standard.  I particularly liked director Nomura’s attention to detail.  But best of all was the jazzy score!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-39pm0Es7w4

Hear Morricone’s influence?

The Sorcerers (1967)

The Sorcerers
Directed by Michael Reeves
Written by Michael Reeves and Tom Baker
1967/UK
Toby Tenser Films/Curtwel Productions/etc.
First viewing/Amazon Instant
They Shoot Zombies Don’t They?

[box] Prof. Marcus Monserrat: From now on, we are going to control your mind.[/box]

Interesting premise plus Boris Karloff made this unsung thriller a very pleasant surprise.

Aged hynostist Marcus Monserrat (Karloff) has invented telepathic mind control which he hopes to use for the good of mankind.  The process also causes the hynotist to feel the sensations felt by his subject.

Monserrat and his dotty old wife Estelle (Catherine Lacey) manage to lure a bored young man into their web.  It is only then that Marcus learns that Estelle has been hiding something dark in the recesses of her mind and that she is a pretty powerful hypnotist herself.

I hadn’t heard of this before finding it on the They Shoot Zombies Don’t They List.  Had no idea what was coming and was delighted to discover this character-driven thriller.  Karloff and Lacey are really superb.  Other features are 1967 Swinging London and some psychedelia.

 

Point Blank (1967)

Point Blank
Directed by John Boorman
Written by Alexander Jacobs, David Newhouse, and Rafe Newhouse from a novel by Donald Westlake
1967/USA
Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer/Winkler Films
First viewing/Netflix rental
One of 1001 Movies You Must See Before You Die

[box] Walker: Somebody’s got to pay.[/box]

Non-linear neo-noir is blessed by a sterling cast.

Lone gangster Walker (Lee Marvin) is prevailed on by his boss, Mal Reese, to join him in a heist of cash stored on Alcatraz Island. (The prison there had been closed by this point). They pull off the job.  Reese discovers that his share will not be enough to pay his debt to the organization.  He steals Walker’s share and leaves him for dead on the isolated island.  Reese has already taken up with Walker’s wife Lynne.

We are not shown exactly  how he does it, but Walker comes to be one of the few people to ever escape from the island.  He then begins a single-minded pursuit of his $93,000.  He needs to climb higher and higher in the organization chart.  No one will acknowledge a debt to Walker.  Concurrently, Walker gets an unlikely side-kick when he meets up with his wife’s sister, Chris (Angie Dickinson). Body count mounts throughout.  With Carroll Conner and Keenan Wynn as big shots.

I thought this was pretty good.  The acting is all first rate and the direction is stylish.  I’m not big on non-linear stories but this one was easy to follow.  Does well with unstated comparison between Walker and the Organization as a metaphor for the individual vs. the Establishment.

The Trip (1967) and Mars Needs Women (1967)

The Trip (AKA “A Lovely Sort of Death”)
Directed by Roger Corman
Written by Jack Nicholson
1967/USA
American International Pictures
First viewing/Amazon Instant

[box] Paul Groves: [Holding an orange up to the horizon] That’s the sun in my hands, man! Oh, it gives off an orange cloud of light that just flows right out over the sea! Wow![/box]

The stars of Easy Rider (1969) team up with Roger Corman to bring us a sort of Reefer Madness (1936) updated for the 60’s.  Film director Peter Fonda decides to take LSD under the guidance of Bruce Dern.  The film starts with a stern warning against using the drug then makes it look like a total gas, starting with loads of free love and sexual fantasies.  With Dennis Hopper as a pot dealer and Susan Strasberg as Fonda’s estranged wife.

There is no real plot just oodles of psychedelia and music by The Electric Flag.  Jack Nicholson takes the writing credit.  Corman, Fonda, and Nicholson and Hopper all experimented with acid before making the movie. Dern apparently had no love for the drug culture.  I can’t really recommend this but it does recall a long-gone time for those of us who lived through it.  

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Mars Needs Women
Directed By Larry Buchanan
Written by Larry Buchanan and Enrique Houston Touceda
1967/USA
Azalea Pictures
First viewing/Amazon Instant

 

[box] Dop: Since the Earthmen, especially the Americans, seem to place their faith in luck rather than scientific certainties, I wish you all luck.[/box]

As everybody who has watched 50’s sci-fi knows, both the moon and Mars are lacking in one half of the reproduction equation.  Here, a group of Martian men land on earth looking for beautiful, smart, single women to take home.  Tommy Kirk is their leader.  He just happens to locate a beautiful, smart genetisist.  Another one chooses a stipper, intellect unknown.  Of course, the entire U.S. Government must go into action to shut the operation down.

Is Tommy Kirk’s costume a wet suit and duct tape? Yes, I believe it is!

As usual, schlockmeister Larry Buchanan manages to suck the life out of a fun premise.  Who knew Martians look exactly like humans and speak English?  Light on the old special effects budget, thats for sure.  Gets an extra point for being the first movie I remember to mention DNA.  Gets multiple point deduction for lack of truth in advertising.  Copious use of cheesecake for the teenagers in the audience.  I did laugh a couple of times, actually.

Trailer – version I saw was in color

Marat/Sade (1967)

Marat/Sade (The Persecution and Assassination of Jean-Paul Marat as Performed by the Inmates at the Asylum of Charenton Under the Direction of the Marquis de Sade)
Directed by Peter Brook
Written by Geoffrey Skelton and Adrian Mitchell from the play by Peter Weiss
1967/UK
Marat Sade Production/Royal Shakespeare Company
First viewing/YouTube

[box] Herald: The revolution came and went, And unrest was replaced by discontent.[/box]

Director and his stellar cast make compelling viewing of this play within a play within a film.

The long version of the title gives a good summary of the basic plot of the play and movie.  It is 1808 and Napoleon reigns. Aristocrats visit an insane asylum.  Its head and celebrity inmate the Marquis de Sade prepare a play for them.  The ostensible purpose is therapeutic. The oppressed general population serves as a kind of Greek chorus.  All hell breaks loose.  With Patrick Magee as de Sade, Ian Richardson as Marat, and Glenda Jackson, in her first credited film role, as assassin Charlotte Corday.

The film is kind of a Brechtian enterprise, complete with songs, that serves as much as a commentary on the revolution that was brewing in the late 60’s as on the fate of the French Revolution.  The performances are outstanding.  It’s a unique little film and hard to find but I recommend it if the premise sounds appealing and you are in the mood for something avant garde.

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Yesterday, I also watched Night Fright (1967), a movie that should be avoided at all costs.

 

 

Hombre (1967)

Hombre
Directed by Martin Ritt
Written by Irving Ravetch and Harriet Frank Jr. from a novel by Elmore Leonard
1967/USA
Hombre Productions
First viewing/Netflix rental
One of 1001 Movies You Must See Before You Die

[box] Henry Mendez: Hombre, which name today, which do you want?

John Russell: Anything but bastard will do.[/box]

This is an OK Western.  Did I really need to see it before I died?

John Russell (Paul Newman) was raised by Apache Indians and currently lives with them on the reservation.  He puts on White Man clothes to go to town to sell some land he inherited.  Despite the fact he is white and everyone knows this, he is looked down on for his association with the Apaches.  Russell has to go to another town to seal his deal and sets off with several other passengers in a stagecoach hired by evil Indian Agent Mr. Favor (Fredric March).  If you think we are being set up for a Stagecoach (1939) style plot, you would be correct.

Mr. Favor is making a get away after having stolen a lot of money from the Indians.  This attracts bad man Grimes (Richard Boone).  Much drama ensues including a mild romance between Russell and “bad girl” Jesse (Diane Cliento) and multiple gun fights.

I will watch Paul Newman in anything and March and Boone make excellent villains.  I just didn’t think this was special or outstanding in any way.  This was apparently made as a commentary on Civil Rights but that aspect hasn’t aged all that well. Martin Balsam attempts an embarrassing Mexican accent throughout.

Branded to Kill (1967)

Branded to Kill (Koroshi no rakuin)
Directed by Seijun Suzuki
Written by Hachiro Guryu, Takeo Kimura, Chusei Sone, and Atsuye Yomatoya
1967/Japan
Nikkatsu
Repeat viewing/Netflix rental

 

[box] No. 1: This is how Number 1 works: first he exhausts you, and then he kills you.[/box]

Seijun Suzuki did it his way.  And didn’t work again for ten years.

Goro Hanada (chipmunk-cheeked Jo Shishido) is No. 3 hitman in Japan.  We soon find out he has a fetish for the smell of rice cooking.  He and the wife have rough sex throughout the film.  He is hired by a yakuza organization as bodyguard for a client.  The wife begins an affair with the yakuza boss.  The bodyguard operation is successful, but not before the body count approaches the double-digits.  Hitchhiking home, he is picked up by the mysterious beauty Misako.

Misako, a connoisseur of dead butterflies and birds, hires Goro to perform four hits.  She also knows how to boil rice and I don’t have to explain what happens with that.  One of Goro’s hits goes badly wrong.  The rest of the movie is devoted to a cat-and-mouse game with Japan’s No. 1 killer.

Suzuki put every bit of his sense of the absurd and experimental style into this film.  He was promptly fired on the ground that his films “make no sense and no money”.  The studio was right about that and yet Suzuki’s films have lived long after conventional potboilers had completed their brief but profitable runs.

The convoluted plot doesn’t really matter.  This is Suzuki’s chance to do what he loved best – make the most over-the-top scenes of death and sex oddly beautiful.  I can’t exactly recommend this film, but I think it would be worth it to try at least one.  You might like it.

Two for the Road (1967)

Two for the Road
Directed by Stanley Donen
Written by Fredric Raphael
1967/USA
Stanley Donen Films
First viewing/Netflix rental

[box] Mark Wallace: Just because you use a silencer doesn’t mean you’re not a sniper.[/box]

Two gorgeous people falling in and out of love in the South of France. How could you lose?

The story explores the ups and downs of Mark (Albert Finney) and Joanna’s (Audrey Hepburn) 10-year romance and marriage in a non-linear fashion.  The Wallaces vacation every year, usually by car, in the South of France.

They fall in love, marry, bicker, and look about to break up but not necessarily in that order. The more money they have, the rockier their marriage gets.

I’ve been waiting a long time to finally see this and came out of it a bit disappointed.  I had expected something far edgier and ahead-of-its-time.  Maybe it seemed more that way in 1967.  Certainly Hepburn had never appeared in something with this much sex and cussing.

However, Albert Finney attempts an American accent that got on my last nerve.  It resembles no known dialect.  Then he goes for some Humphrey Bogart impressions and gets even worse.  I found this a terrible distraction.  Of course you do get Finney and Hepburn in their prime, the scenery, and Henry Mancini’s own personal favorite score.

Oscar-nominated for Best Writing, Story and Screenplay – Written Directly for the Screen.