Category Archives: 1977

The Ascent (1977)

The Ascent (Voskozhdenie)
Directed by Larisa Shepitko
Written by Yuri Klepikov and Larisa Shepitko from a novel by Vasily Bykov
1977/USSR
IMDb page
Repeat viewing/Criterion Channel
One of 1001 Movies You Must See Before You Die

Rybak: Fool! You’re a fool, Sotnikov. You graduated from the institute for nothing. I want to live! To live! To kill those bastards! Understand? I’m the soldier. And you’re a corpse. All you’ve got left is your stubbornness – your principles!

I may be maxing out on”horrors of war” movies, even movies as exquisitely shot and thoughtful as this one.

During The Great Patriotic War two partisans, Sotnikov and Rybak are escorting a group of displaced people.  The group has little food so Sotnikov and Rybak go on a mission to see if they can find some.  Before they can return to their comrades they are intercepted by Germans who shoot Sotnikov in the leg.  He bears a hundred yard stare reminiscent of Maria Falconetti’s in The Passion of Joan of Arc (1928). Clearly his days are numbered. The two men make an arduous journey through deep snow and hide in the humble house of a woman and her three children.  The  woman isn’t exactly thrilled to be hiding soldiers on the run but she does not turn them away.

The Germans arrive not long after and everyone in the village is taken in for questioning, minus the children who are simply left behind.  Sotnikov refuses to tell them anything despite terrible torture.  Rybak maintains that they don’t know anything anyway and their first duty is to remain alive so they can kill more Germans.  Rybak is offered a job in the local collaborationist police force.  Others of the prisoners are eager to spill what little they know,  In fact, the exercise is rmerely a disproportional reprisal for the death of a German (killed by Sotnikov).

This movie really is exquisitely shot.  The Russian winter vistas look splendid.  It asks some important questions about duty to country/community vs. duty to self.  Clearly the USSR soldiers are second to none. The pacing is very measured, making the movie feel longer than its 111 minutes. The score is lovely.  But I’m hitting my limit of times I can watch films that are just one cruel break after another.


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3 Women (1977)

3 Women
Directed by Robert Altman
Written by Robert Altman
1977/US
https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0075612/reference
First viewing/Amazon Prime rental

Pinky Rose: I wonder what it’s like to be twins.
Millie Lammoreaux: Huh?
Pinky Rose: Twins. Bet it’d be weird. Do you think they know which ones they are?

This is one of the most bizarre movies I have ever seen.  Is is a mystery, psychological horror, science fiction, or is Altman just pulling our legs?

As the story begins, it is Pinky Rose’s (Sissy Spacek) first day at work as a therapist at a health spa for the infirm.  She is childlike and odd.  Millie Lammereaux (Shelley Duvall) shows her the ropes.  Pinky thinks she is the most perfect person she has ever seen.  She gets installed as Millie’s roommate where she gets to witness her ideas of decorating, meal preparation (always something disgusting involving packaged ingredients, with plenty of cheese whiz), and her seduction techniques.  Millie is definitely not as popular as she thinks she is, especially with the men.

The third woman is Willie Hart (Janice Rule).  She is the co-owner, with her philandering ex-stunt double husband, of a wild west saloon and attractions and the apartments where the girls live.  She is heavily pregnant, practically mute, and spends all her time painting huge scenes of angry aliens,

A tragedy occurs about halfway through the movie and the tables turn.  Toward the end another tragedy unfolds and they turn again.

Here, Altman gets to take a poke at the usual targets of his misanthropy but in a format that resembles Mulholland Dr. much more than any of his earlier films.  It is essentially a tale of identity swapping with no explanations given.  The acting is really good.  I always love Sissy Spacek.  Perhaps if I saw the film a couple more times I could figure out what Altman was getting at, but I’m not going to do that.

 

Opening Night (1977)

Opening Night
Directed by John Cassavetes
Written by John Cassavetes
1977/US
IMDb page
Repeat viewing/Criterion Channel

Bobby: I’ve seen a lot of drunks in my day, but I never seen anyone as drunk as you and still be able to walk. You’re fantastic.

The fantastic acting makes up for the somewhat contrived plot.

Sarah Goode (Joan Blondell) has written a semi-autobiographical play about an aging actress. The legendary Myrtle Gordon (Gena Rowlands has been cast as the lead. The play is in rehearsal under the guidance of director Manny Victor (Ben Gazzara). Maurice Aarons (John Cassavetes) has a small part.

Myrtle is having a very hard time getting into her role. Problem is she does not want to be seen as an aging actress. Then a beautiful teenager gets killed when she darts into traffic to get an autograph from her idol. Myrtle’s solution is to drink even more than usual. In her delirium, the girl keeps appearing to her in physical form.

The rehearsals are constantly interrupted by Myrtle’s antics. Sarah tries to counsel her but nothing seems to be sinking in.

Inevitably opening night arrives.  Myrtle shows up very late and completely blotto.  I will end here.

This movie is much less raw and real than Cassavetes usually is.  In fact, you might class it as something like a very emotional comedy.  It sure does allow the actors, particularly Rowlands, to pull all the stops out.  So much so that you can’t take your eyes away from the screen.  There is a fabulous scene at the very end where Cassavetes and Rowlands improvise together.  It is hilarious and makes the movie definitely worth a watch for fans of the director.

That Obscure Object of Desire (1977)

That Obscure Object of Desire (Cet obscur objet du desir)

Directed by Luis Buñuel
Written by Louis Buñuel and Jean-Claude Carriere inspired by a book by Pierre Loouys
1977/France/Spain
IMDb page
First viewing/Amazon Prime rental

Conchita: I belong to no one but myself, and I’ll stay my own.

Luis Buñuel’s last film and one of his very best.  This is the one where the object of desire is played by two different actresses, both of whom tease Fernando Rey beyond the limits of endurance.

As the story begins, Mathieu (Fernando Rey) is in Sevilla arranging a train home to Paris. Soon thereafter, Conchita (Carole Bouquet) attempts to board and Mathieu dumps a bucket of water on her head.  The events leading up to this unusual event are related in a flashback as told by Mathieu to the passengers in his first-class compartment.

Conchita first catches Mathieu’s eye after she has been hired to work for him as a maid. He immediately suspects this is something she has never done before.  He is overtaken by lust for the young beauty and tries to lure her with presents and hand outs to her mother. She starts living with him but covers her nether regions with an impenetrable corset. Eventually she leaves him but they continually run into each other throughout the story.

Mathieu follows Conchita (Angela Molina) to Seville where she is working as a flamenco dancer – one who gives private nude dance performances to tourists in a back room.  The pair make up.  Conchita says her one wish is for a little house of her very own.  There she will be able to give herself to Mathieu.  It doesn’t quite work out that way, hence the bucket of water.  Bouquet and Molina change places constantly throughout the film.

Frustration of desire is one of Buñuel’s eternal themes and it is portrayed beautifully and comically here.  The screenplay pays homage to feminism, revolution, terrorism, mid-life crisis, the bourgoisie, flirtation, and machismo. It is also filled with hilarious, if black, humor. I love this movie and cannot understand why it is not on the List.

Sad to say goodbye to someone who has been on this journey since 1929.  What a career!

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The Incredible Melting Man (1977)

The Incredible Melting Man (1977)
Directed by William Sachs
Written by William Sachs
1977/US
IMDb page
First viewing/YouTube

Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the sun
Woah, but mama that’s where the fun is. Bruce Springsteen “Blinded by the Light”

The only incredible thing about this movie is FX genius Rick Baker’s make-up job on the melting man.

Three astronauts orbit Saturn in preparation for a mission that will land on the ringed planet.  They get a chance to look at the Sun through Saturn’s rings.  Immediately two are struck dead.  The third, Steve West, survives and returns to earth.  He quickly escapes his hospital bed and starts wreaking havoc on a small town.

The space mission’s physician is sent on a quest to locate his friend.  But all he can find is molten body parts that have fallen off. The death toll mounts.  I did not expect the ironic ending,

The story is not so different from hundreds of B-grade creature features throughout the history of cinema.  It might even be cornier than most.  But, wow, what a disgusting and disturbing creature.  And as he melts, his look changes so this meant several make-up jobs for the same character.  Rick Baker pulled it off brilliantly.

Suspiria (1977)

Suspiria
Directed by Dario Argento
Written by Dario Argento and Daria Nicolodi
1977/Italy
IMDb page
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One of 1001 Movies You Must See Before You Die
One of 1000 Greatest Horror Movies on They Shoot Zombies, Don’t They?

Madame Blanc: We must get rid of that bitch of an American girl. Vanish! She must vanish! Make her disappear! Understand? Vanish, she must vanish. She must die! Die! Die! Helena, give me power. Sickness! Sickness! Away with her! Away with trouble. Death, death, death!

Dario Argento throws everything but the kitchen sink at a very slight plot to create the ultimate slasher film.

Suzy Bannion (Jessica Harper), a young dancer, has been accepted as a student at a prestigious dance academy in Germany.  She takes a taxi to the place in torrential rain and is denied entrance by a feminine voice who says something unintelligible including the words “secret” and “iris”.

When she is finally admitted, she discovers the academy is decorated in an extravagant combination of pop art and art nouveau.  The staff is very, very creepy.  Soon people start dropping like flies.

Suzy wants to get to the bottom of these goings on (somehow the police are never called) and puts herself in greater and greater danger.  Blah, blah, blah … something to do with witches.

OK, I could hardly follow the plot not that it matters much.  What we do have in plenty is highly stylish art direction, brilliant cinematography – much of which is saturated in various colors, and some of the most inventively gruesome murders you will ever see.  No kidding,  the sinister imagination in evidence here is amazing.  If you like giallo movies of this sort, I can highly recommend.  I’m glad I watched it but will not be doing so again.

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One Sings, the Other Doesn’t (1977)

One Sings, the Other Doesn’t (L’une chante l’autre pas)
Directed by Agnes Varda
Written by Agnes Varda
IMDb page
First viewing/Criterion Channel

One is not born, but rather becomes, a woman – Simone de Beavoir

Leave it to Agnes Varda to make the ultimate feminist film so happy and life-affirming.

The story starts in 1960’s Paris.  Pauline (Valerie Mairesse) goes by the name Apple and is a free-spirited seventeen-year-old who lives at home and aspires to be a singer.  One day she passes the studio/gallery of a photographer who takes artistic portraits of women. She is fascinated by the photos and recognizes a woman who was once a neighbor in one of them.

It turns out that this is Suzanne (Therese Liotard), the common law wife of the photographer and the mother of his two children.  Although she is only a few years older than Apple she already looks haggard.  They become friends and she soon confesses to Apple that she is afraid to tell her husband that she is again pregnant.  Apple encourages her to get an abortion and gives her money to go to Switzerland for a safe and legal one.  She gets the money by telling her parents she needs to travel to sing in a choir competition.  When the parents discover Apple’s deceit they kick her out of the house and she becomes a street performer with a women’s troupe who sings feminist songs.

The friends keep in touch through post cards.  Apple continues with the group.  She eventually falls madly in love with an Iranian and goes with him to Iran.  They get married and have a baby boy.  Suzanne goes on to establish a family planning clinic.

After their marriage, Apple’s husband expects her to perform all the household chores. Apple decides Iran is not for her and she, her husband and the baby return to Paris.  She refuses to go back to Iran.  He leaves with their son but not before he gets her pregnant with the daughter that will be “hers”.  Meanwhile Suzanne, who becomes more and more beautiful, attracts the attention of a married doctor.  She refuses to get involved with him but he gets divorced and eventually they marry.  The two women stay fast friends through long distances of location and time.

I thought this was delightful.  The many songs reminded me of Jacques Demy though they do not exactly tell the story.  The story made me glad to be a woman despite the ups and downs of the protagonists.  Sisterhood rocks!

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Running Fence (1977)

Running Fence
Directed by Albert Maysles, Charlotte Zwerin, and David Maysles
1977/US
IMDb page
First viewing/Criterion Channel

So put me on a highway
And show me a sign
And take it to the limit one more time – “Take It to the Limit” by Randy Meisner, Don Henley and Glenn Frey

So awe-inspiring seeing the mountains and ocean of Northern California through new eyes thanks to Christo and Jeanne-Claude’s 24.5 mile fabric fence.

The documentary has no narration.  We watch as the artists struggle to get permission to use ranchers’ land to construct their fence and battle the hostility of environmentalists and local zoning official for permits.  Many of these people thought it would not be art.

Then we watch as battalions of workers put up the 18-foot high fence section by section in the roaring winds and heat.  When people looked at the result, even doubters could not deny it was beautiful.

The artists paid all the costs of the fence, took it down in two weeks as promised, and gave the poles and fabric to the ranchers.  They made their money through selling artists’ renderings and a book.

This documentary is the next best thing to seeing the fence, maybe better.The fence looks beautiful and different as the light changes and reveals the sinuous twists and turns of the dry Northern California hills before disappearing into the sea.  If you have the same affection for the California landscape as I do I would say it is a must see.  If you don’t, it is still a beautiful and inspiring documentary.

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Saturday Night Fever (1977)

Saturday Night Fever
Directed by John Badham
Written by Norman Wexler based on a story by Nik Cohn
1977/US
IMDb page
Repeat viewing/Amazon Prime rental
One of 1001 Movies You Must See Before You Die

Tony Manero: You make it with some of these chicks, they think you gotta dance with them.

Ugly story.  Fantastic music.

Tony Manero (John Travolta) lives in Brooklyn with his critical family, hangs out with his scumbag friends, and works selling paint.  The high point of his week is Saturday night when he is the undisputed best dancer at the local disco and the object of lust for all the ladies.  There is to be a contest with a $500 prize for the best couple.  He badly wants to win this.  So he starts practicing with his adoring usual partner Annette whom he won’t give the time of day to off the floor.

Then he meets Stephanie, an upwardly mobile secretary who happens to be just his type and a fantastic dancer to boot.  They start practicing.

This is an extremely misogynistic movie and I really don’t care to discuss all the disgusting things that happen in it.  Stephanie may be the only thing that can save Tony from being as bad as the rest of his friends.

I put this on for the music.  The plot was just as melodramatic and awful as I remembered it to be from the other times I have seen it.  I recommend buying the soundtrack album.

John Travolta was nominated for the Best Actor Oscar and was excellent both in  his character and as a dancer.

House (1977)

House (Hausu)
Directed by Nobuhiko Obayashi
Written by Chiho Kasura; original story by Chigumi Obayashi
1977/Japan
IMDb page
First viewing/Criterion Channel
One of the 1,000 Greatest Horror Films on They Shoot Zombies, Don’t They

Oshare: The girls will wake up… when they are hungry.

Comedy mixed with a special effects horror extravaganza made for an interesting watch.

Gorgeous and Fantasy are high school girls and best friends.  School is letting out for summer.  Gorgeous had plans to go to the beach with her father, a widower.  At the last minute, dad introduces her to the woman he says will be her new mother and announces she will be joining them on vacation.  Gorgeous still misses her long-dead mother and hates the usurper on site.  So she decides it is time to visit her spinster aunt who lives in the family mansion in the country side.  She brings Fantasy and her other friends Prof, Mac, Melody and Sweet with her.  She also brings her white Persian cat, Blanche.

The aunt is thrilled to see her visitors.  But before you know it some very weird things start happening.  Blanche the cat becomes possessed and usually signals some very gruesome phenomenon.

It becomes clear the house is haunted and the girls are visited with horrifying apparitions and physical harm.  This movie is big on dismemberments and fiery possessions.

This is half broad candy-colored comedy (which extends into some of the house sequences) and special effects which were state of the art for Japan at that time but now seem pretty tame.  Something about Japanese comedy does not compute with me and I was not wowed by the movie.  Part of the problem is that I was expecting a Japanese ghost story and got more of a ghost sit-com with some good effects but no real scares. Or at least I wasn’t scared.  Your mileage may vary and certainly there is something bizarre to look at the entire time.