Saturday, 24 May 2014

PRINTER'S INK PROTAGONISTS Part One


MODESTY BLAISE (1966: Dir. Joseph Losey)





As hard as it is believe, films based on comic books and strips were once considered the lowest form of big screen entertainment. Confined to cliffhanger movie serials, or low budget B-films, these adaptations of superhero and science fiction properties such as Buck Rogers, Captain Marvel, and Dick Tracy, were considered basic fodder sold to kids en masse for their Saturday afternoon's amusement. Written and directed with a perfunctory enthusiasm for the genre, they were disposable delights for youngsters reared during the turbulent WWII years. When television arrived in the post war period these heroes migrated to the small screen where the new medium became an electronic babysitter for a generation of baby boomers. It didn't take long for heroes such as Superman, The Lone Ranger and Flash Gordon to excite the imaginations of television's captive audience. This remained the norm for most of the next decade with the exceptions being Superman and the Mole-Men (1951) and Batman (1966), both big screen spin-offs of their popular TV series. In fact, it would be the Europeans who would finally break the stigma for cinematic superheroes. In the U.K.and the rest of Europe there had been a tradition of adult comic strips produced for their many newspapers, even James Bond enjoyed a successful run in the dailies. Writer Peter O'Donnell began his career scripting comic strips, having cut his teeth adapting Dr. No for the Daily Express, and later creating the most famous illustrated female heroine ever to appear in print, Modesty Blaise. The eponymously named Evening Standard strip began in 1963 and ran virtually uninterrupted for 38 years with O'Donnell simultaneously publishing Modesty Blaise novels and short stories during that time. It had all started when O'Donnell was hired to convert a rejected first draft screenplay of a Modesty Blaise feature, into a tie-in book, marketed to promote the film version, thus inaugurating his career as a novelist. Although originally the intent of producer Joseph Janni, director Joseph Losey (These Are The Damned, Accident) had little use for a female James Bond, instead he wanted to utilize the character's exploits as a hook on which to hang a collection of satirical commentaries, an idea totally antithetical in tone to O'Donnell's original hard boiled pulp aspirations. What resulted was an amusing hodgepodge of genre and tone, mixing slapstick, surrealism, and social satire in an emblematic cocktail of psychedelic Sixties mod. Starring as Modesty, a mysterious criminal adventurer recruited by the British Secret Service, was sensuous siren Monica Vitti, the Italian IT Girl of the era thanks to her longstanding artistic and romantic relationship with auteur filmmaker Michelangelo Antonioni ( L'Avventura, Red Desert). Sharing in this dangerous assignment is her Cockney sidekick Willie Garvin portrayed by Terence Stamp, whose screen charisma more than makes up for his less than stellar singing voice featured in the musical numbers. In the original strip Garvin was modelled by artist Jim Holdaway after the then young stage actor Michael Caine, coincidentally Stamp's own roommate at the time. Our two fashionable heroes, prone to hair and costume changes sometimes in the middle of a scene, are well-matched by the effete blonde-wigged villainy of diamond smuggler Dirk Bogarde, in the most playfully delicious of the film's many arch performances. Losey always decried the result, perhaps due to an arduous production hampered by constant script rewrites, and a self-conscious leading lady who forbade profile shots of her Roman nose. However despite such travails, its loyal cult still thrives to this day, embracing the film's provocative production design, sybaritic cinematography and snappy score, a campy concoction well represented by the indelible poster art of Bob Peak. DVD & BLU-RAY

Monday, 5 May 2014

THOSE SUPERNATURAL SEVENTIES Part Two


MAN ON A SWING (1974: Dir. Frank Perry)





When I was young in the Seventies, the world seemed obsessed with the supernatural. Television shows such as: In Search Of.., Ripley's Believe It Or Not, and That's Incredible dominated the ratings. The paperback racks of my local drugstore were filled with books like Chariots of the Gods?, The Bermuda Triangle, The Amityville Horror, and The World Almanac Book of the Strange, and my hometown cinemas were always showing genre films about UFOs, Bigfoot, Telekinesis, Reincarnation, and Demonic Possession drawing crowds of people willing to explore the unknown. Clairvoyance was a particular interest of mine. To me, the idea of being able to communicate with spirits, sense the history of inanimate objects, and read the minds of others in distress, was both a thrilling and frightening possibility. Director Frank Perry (Diary of a Mad Housewife) must have also felt the same way, having brought to the screen in 1974 one of the most credible depictions of a clairvoyant ever, in Man On A Swing. As personified by the recent Oscar Winner for Cabaret Joel Grey, self-proclaimed psychic Franklin Wills is an unnerving study in narcissism and neurosis. A man who is convinced that his extra-sensory abilities can help skeptical police chief Cliff Robertson solve a small-town sex murder. Based on a true story, the screenplay by David Zelag Goodman (Straw Dogs, Farewell My Lovely) expertly draws the audience into the investigation as Robertson becomes more and convinced that Grey's supposed "powers" are merely a smoke-screen for his direct involvement in the crime. Director Perry had a reputation for getting courageous performances from neophyte talents as well as established Hollywood stars, and with this offbeat genre exercise, he continued his near perfect string of psychological character studies. At first it seems as if Grey has the more flamboyant role, physically acting out his violent "visions" in front of an audience of cynical cops, but as the mystery deepens, Robertson rises to the emotional challenge of his role, as a man whose beliefs and even sanity, are put to the test. The result is a disturbingly enigmatic whodunit and although some viewers are left unsatisfied, its opaque atmosphere only serves to rekindle my fond memories of an era before the mysteries of the paranormal were replaced in the public's imagination by the explainable wonders of technology. DVD REGION 1