A collage of myths, stereotypes, facts, and artifacts of pre-Castro Cuba: the cigar factory, the sugar plantation, the yacht club, the night club, the golf course, the jai-alai and tennis courts, the cockfight, the gambling, the graft, the gold-braided army uniforms, the bare-shouldered women's fashions, the tile walls and floors, …
George A. Romero's companion piece to his Night of the Living Dead, set largely (and inspirationally) in a suburban Pittsburgh shopping center, less a sequel than a remake, a new and improved version with slicker technique and gaudier special effects, and positively guaranteed not to disappoint even the most hysterical …
George A. Romero's companion piece to his Night of the Living Dead, set largely (and inspirationally) in a suburban Pittsburgh shopping center, less a sequel than a remake, a new and improved version with slicker technique and gaudier special effects, and positively guaranteed not to disappoint even the most hysterical …
A retired cop, now nightclub owner known as the Disco Godfather, declares war on drug dealers after his nephew has a bad trip on angel dust. Directed by Robert Wagoner, starring Rudy Ray Moore, Carol Speed, Jimmy Lynch, and Jerry Jones.
It might have proved a viable idea to emphasize the lock-up-your-daughters (and sweethearts) theme of the Dracula story, identifying the Count as an object of male sexual rivalry and envy. But this idea, if that's what the idea indeed was, is lost in the general turmoil, the swirling atmospherics, the …
You may have seen this sports story done several times before, set in the world of boxing, bullfighting, rodeo, roller derby, or where-have-you. You may have figured that the low-priority slowness with which Hollywood has gotten around to the world of bowling is a fair indication of its worthiness as …
A former rodeo champion (Robert Redford) endures endless degradation as a commercial ambassador for a breakfast cereal, protecting himself from the blows to his pride by keeping himself pickled to the gills. When he sees that his corporate bosses have in mind the same sort of tawdry show-biz career for …
Don Siegel, a sort of connect-the-dots director who is very good at charting a terrain or tracing a course of action, takes such a pragmatic interest in locale and procedure that he restores a certain credibility, if not freshness, to the prison movie clichés collected herein. The locale, really, is …
Roger Moore as a Nazi prison camp commandant, Elliott Gould as a Jewish vaudevillian on tour in Nazi-occupied Europe, Stefanie Powers as a stripper in the same troupe, Telly Savalas as a Greek resistance leader, Claudia Cardinale as a bordello madame also in cahoots with the resistance, and the paying …
Other than the fastidious period re-creation and the lovely New England autumn, most of the quality of this starchy literary adaptation is attributable to the Henry James original, and there is still a good deal more quality there than made the trip to the screen. Lee Remick, Lisa Eichhorn, Tim …
Offensive foul: charging. This college basketball comedy gets off to a good start, looking at the frustrated athletes who can be found hanging around New York City gyms and playgrounds, but it gets carried away with itself: "We're number one!" and all that. With Gabriel Kaplan; directed by Jack Smight.
The opening is attention-getting, in Michael Winner's pushy, straight-to-hell style, but there is soon nothing to sit still for, or look forward to, other than the promised appearance of Victor Mature, who finally shows up, with his hair in ringlets, in the movie's last half-minute, playing the fourth richest man …
Sloppy and amateurish basketball comedy about the precision teamwork of an all-Pisces professional ball club. You wonder why Julius (Dr. J) Erving, in a sullen acting debut, couldn't have taken the director aside and given him a few pointers on the game: "Hey coach, listen up and listen good. Don't …
With six days left to serve on his sentence, a gentlemanly convict breaks out of prison in Arkansas when his son is hospitalized in California, and he takes five days to travel cross-country by foot, by hijacked car, by hopped freight train, and by stolen horse, leaving a trail of …
Robert Aldrich would appear to be an odd candidate to direct a Gene Wilder vehicle about a pure-in-heart Polish rabbi on a westward trek to set up a synagogue in San Francisco in the 1850s. He handles the assignment with surprising seriousness, but with something less than sensitivity. The movie …