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		<title>Suck Ass Movie Report: Andy Warhol&#8217;s Dracula (aka Blood for Dracula)</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Jul 2008 03:58:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This Dracula film is probably unlike any you have ever seen - but in a bad, hurting kind of way rather than a new, interesting way. Every bit of this sad excuse for a vampire romp screams the filmmaker’s deficiency...a bad story, even worse dialog, and a sick objectification of the human body.]]></description>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">We are introduced to Udo Kier’s rendition of Dracula during the opening credits, when we are forced to observe him covering up his cadaverous pallor with blush, lipstick and eyebrow pencils. He finishes up by painting his grey hair black as the camera pans around to his rear, to reveal that he isn’t casting any reflection in the mirror he’s sitting in front of.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">We are then introduced to Dracula’s ridiculous and quite oily sidekick Anton as he pesters the Count about finding a victim soon. Apparently, the Count can only feed on the blood of a virgin (ostensibly female), and Anton’s big plan is for the Count to travel to Italy in search of a new victim. Anton’s feeble reasoning is that they will have an easy time finding virgins in Italy because the Catholic Church has its headquarters there. The fact that Italy is also top of the shop when it comes to European pornography never seems to illuminate Anton’s flimsy scheme.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><img class="alignright size-full wp-image-89" title="dracula3" src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/dracula3.jpg" alt="OOH" width="259" height="173" /><span style="font-size: 12pt;">We are also dipped hip-deep in the film’s Eurotrashiness almost immediately. The Count begins sniveling and whining about how much he dislikes traveling, and how much he would like to bring his stuffed animals along (I wish I was making this up). Anton sports an annoying (and quite fake) accent like Chekov’s from Star Trek. He can’t seem to pronounce the word ‘virgin’, instead saying ‘WERR-jinn’. He also tells the Count that the Italians will be impressed by his ‘typo’ (title). Why this would be a greater benefit in Italy than in Romania remains a mystery.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">All of this discussion about typos, werr-jins and stuffed animals is conducted in the presence of Dracula’s sister, an unnamed and fairly attractive brunette. After convincing the Count to go to Italy to find a victim, they lead her into a coffin and seal it up. We never see her again, nor is it explained why they don’t take her along, or if she has to feed on virgins as well. The film disavows any knowledge of her. We suspect that it was the director’s sister who wanted a part in his latest film.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-90" title="dracula4" src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/dracula4.jpg" alt="Next thing you know, ol Drac\'s a millionaire..." width="432" height="288" /><br />
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Anton and Dracula pile into a 1920&#8242;s style car in broad daylight, conveniently equipped with the Count’s coffin tied to the roof as well as a rickety old-style wheelchair (which looks like it may have belonged to the old woman from Beverly Hillbillies at one point). The Count also seems immune to the daylight, for reasons which are never explained.</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Then we are subjected to some painful examples of poor filmwork &#8212; the camera follows the car along the road regardless of what obstacles obscure the camera’s viewpoint, so we get quite a few closeups of hills, trees and the sides of bridges.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">One jump cut later, we see a scene with several young ladies tilling a garden. Their mother is keeping a watchful eye on them from a balcony, and saying her lines with such lack of emotion while staring blankly to the side of the shot that she could only have been reading them from a cue card.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Before they can get any amount of substantive work done in the garden, the ladies begin complaining about how hot it is out. Just like a Monty Python skit, they proceed to strip off their clothes and strut around, still not getting any work done. Some sharp words shouted from their mother ends the impromptu burlesque, but not before the gardener/butler/handyman of the house can lurch into the scene and sneer, “Cover yourselves up”.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Another jump cut. This time back to the Count and Anton rolling up to some kind of inn in their car (coffin and wheelchair also intact). They disembark and amble in.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">After some silly conversation with a worthless old woman, they rent a room. Anton immediately begins to make some very indiscreet inquiries regarding the location of some available virgins, using the silly and quite tenuous cover story of a Romanian count who has lost his wife and is looking for another one, and it’s quite important for her to be a virgin because of the Count’s religious and family tradition. Why in Italy and not Romania? Well, the Count loved his wife a lot, and another Romanian bride would remind him of his late wife too much, hence a trip to Italy.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">The locals seem to regard Anton’s strangeness as though it rolled through their little town twice a week, and send him to see a nobleman named Fiorre who has four daughters of marrying age.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-91" title="dracula2" src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/dracula2.jpg" alt="Goofy seizure time!" width="259" height="173" /><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Could these four young women be the ones we witnessed in the garden? You bet your sweet vomit bag they are! Of course, the Count can’t simply meet the girls&#8230;no, we must be tortured by their bizarre father (who is obsessed with names), be subjected to Anton’s seedy self as he procures some blood to tide the count over (he ‘accidentally’ drops a loaf of bread into the blood of a little girl who is hit by a car in the road – and brings it back to the room for the Count to slurp on), observe that the girls are hardly virgins while subjecting themselves to the butler’s abusive sexual ways, and bear witness to the Count’s goofy epileptic-like seizure brought on by a lack of blood (which seems to last several minutes).</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Eventually, the Count is asked to stay at the Fiorre mansion, which has seen better days. As a matter of fact, the girls’ father is so tickled that the Count wants to marry one of his children because he thinks that the Count is rich – he envisions rebuilding his lost fortunes on the Count’s imagined wealth.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">The plot then unfolds like a rotting banana peel sitting in the sun.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">The Count, wheeling around in his wheelchair, meets each of the two oldest young ladies in turn. He interrogates them very indiscreetly about their virginity. They wobble about like geisha girls, nodding at his insistent questions, confirming their virginity. Then, the Count feebly attacks them.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-92" title="dracula5" src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/dracula5.jpg" alt="" width="259" height="173" /><span style="font-size: 12pt;">He slurps at their necks for what seems like a short eternity, and after a few moments of sitting still with a sated smirk on his face, his face turns green  (accomplished by shining a green light on the actor) and he vomits up their blood into the nearest toilet or bathtub. It seems as though he does his best to smear it all down his front as well. Yuck.</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Having been attacked by a vampire turns the young women into obedient zombie-like people – which is how the audience feels by now.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">The Count gets into a pleasant conversation with the eldest daughter, who seems to actually be a good match for the Count and they get along well. Of course, with a movie as nasty as this one, this can’t end up well.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Mister Fiorre has to take a business trip to London, and that’s when the human zoo of this film rears up.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">The gardener/butler/Marxist revolutionary finally figures out that the Count is a vampire, and declares it as though he’s known it all along. The big confrontation (such as it is) is on!</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">The butler prepares himself for a battle with the undead, arming himself with improvised weaponry scrounged from the tool shed. Just as we thought that the film couldn’t get any nastier, he proceeds to quickly rape the youngest daughter (who is one of the only virgins left in the house), in order to protect her from the Count. It seems to be a case of the cure being worse than the disease. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">The camera seems to take an inordinate interest in the trickle of virginal blood that’s left behind on the wood floor as the audience goes, “Ewwww”. You haven’t seen ‘Ew’ yet, my friends!</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">The mother manages to get her hands on a small revolver, and hovers around her recently raped child while completely ignoring her eldest&#8230;who, to the best of everyone’s knowledge, is still a virgin.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">The Count is in bad shape, but manages to crawl into the room with the trickle of blood. He laps at it, feeling his strength (such as it is) returning. Now, you may say “Ewwww!”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-93" title="dracula6" src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/dracula6.jpg" alt="EWW" width="432" height="288" /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Anton is still scurrying around, and runs into the mother. After a brief argument, Anton produces a stiletto and stabs Mom. He doesn’t get far, though: Staggering around, she manages to bring her pistol to bear and shoots him through the head as he tries to scamper away. We’re even treated to a goofy close up of Anton’s face, with eyes rolled back and a dripping hole in the center of his forehead. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">The butler finally corners Dracula, who seems to have no supernatural powers whatsoever. He runs like a schoolgirl as the butler takes after him with an axe, scampering about like a beetle. Unfortunately, it’s just not enough…he is dismembered limb by limb, resembling the Black Knight from Monty Python and the Holy Grail. </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">After leaving limbs strewn all over the castle, the Count finally flops down in the courtyard (the only fight he puts up is hissing with his fangs bared after loosing both arms). The eldest Fiorre daughter tries to stop the Butler, throwing herself on him and wailing about how he’s no longer a threat. The butler is unimpressed by her pleas, stabbing the count through the chest with the broken handle of the axe.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">When she sees this, the girl comes completely unglued, and after a lot of screaming and bawling she dives on the jagged axe handle while it’s still jutting from the Count’s chest. She dies while lying on what remains of him. And who says that romance is dead?<br />
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		<title>Suck Ass Movie Report: War Bus Commando</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Jan 2008 18:45:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>mike</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[In the mindless-Rambo-shoot-em-up tradition, we present the (thankfully) obscure War Bus Commando.

Poor acting, bad direction and utterly unrealistic plot contrivances are all that this film is made of, and it's very release onto video proves that the people behind this mess have absolutely no shame whatsoever.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/warbox.jpg" class="alignleft" alt="War Bus Commando video box" />We are introduced to the main character, Johnny Hondo the Unstoppable Green Beret, during a  daring raid against a Russian outpost in the middle of some backwater  third-world country (that suspiciously looks like a small villa in Italy).</p>
<p>Johnny&#8217;s mission: To free a captive CIA agent who is being interrogated by  Russian intelligence.</p>
<p>Johnny, dressed all in black, manages to sneak into  the villa (OOPS! I mean, &#8216;Russian outpost&#8217;) in broad daylight past oodles of  Russian soldiers by hunching his shoulders and pussyfooting like Elmer Fudd. All  the while, we are repeatedly shown scenes of the CIA agent&#8217;s interrogation at  the hands of a Spetznatz agent who looks like Lacroix from &#8220;Forever  Knight&#8221;.</p>
<p>Johnny bursts into the room, spraying bullets from his  submachine gun like water sprays from a fire hydrant &#8212; and the six or so guards  standing on all sides of the CIA agent are dropped in a hail of gunfire.  Miraculously, the hostage is unharmed.</p>
<p>Handing a pistol to the CIA agent,  Johnny leads him out of the base, where at least twenty guards are waiting in  the courtyard. Apparently, Johnny&#8217;s sneaking techniques don&#8217;t work once shots  have been fired.</p>
<p>The apocalypse begins: Johnny slaughters every last  Russian, with the help of the CIA agent (who shares Johnny&#8217;s ability to hit  absolutely anything with his weapon, regardless of range or movement of the  target). The Russians expedite their own deaths by actually leaving good cover  to jog toward Johnny and get shot, rather than firing from behind cover. We&#8217;re  even treated to alternated slow motion close-up shots of Johnny&#8217;s weapon  spitting ejected shell casings and Russians dropping like dominoes &#8211; and we  learn that the H&amp;K MP5 fires from a closed bolt as these shots are repeated  over and over.</p>
<p>After firing well over eighteen clips worth of ammunition,  Johnny runs out of bullets just as more Russians begin making their way down a  mountain pass toward the villa, or Russian base, or whatever it is, I can&#8217;t lie  any more. He begins to radio a helicopter to pick them up after snatching up an  AK-47. Johnny engages these new Russians, who line up single file along the path  down the hill for his convenience. You&#8217;ll laugh out loud as the Russians  gleefully hop over the bodies of their fallen comrades on the path to take the  exact same position that their buddy did &#8211; just to get shot. Infantry tactics for films like this is hilarious.</p>
<p><img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/chopper.jpg" class="alignright" alt="The Weather Helicopter To The Rescue" />Apparently, this new band of Russians  poses a threat to the helicopter, and it is unable to rescue them. This is when  Johnny&#8217;s magical abilities first manifest (see this film&#8217;s General Weirdness),  when he says &#8220;I&#8217;ll handle this&#8221; and his AK-47 is transformed into a rocket  launcher (I kid you not, a full length rocket launcher appears from nowhere!  This guy is better than David Copperfield). He fires it several times without  reloading (more magic), and all the Russians die. The helicopter appears,  looking very much like a traffic helicopter, and the two board and fly to  safety.</p>
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<p class="caption"> <img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/rifle.jpg" class="centered" alt="I’ll Handle This Before" /><img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/rpg.jpg" class="centered" alt="I’ll Handle This After" /><br />
&#8220;I&#8217;ll handle this!&#8221; Nothing up mah sleeve&#8230;POOF!! Now I&#8217;ve got an RPG!</p>
<p>After some interlude scenes of Johnny frolicking in &#8220;Montana&#8221; (could be the  Alps) with an unknown female companion, the real movie begins. A man from &#8220;The  Government&#8221; appears at Johnny&#8217;s house to offer him a mission: Reclaim &#8220;Top  Secret Documents&#8221; hidden in Afghanistan. Nope, Johnny&#8217;s retired.</p>
<p>But, it  turns out that Johnny&#8217;s dad wants him to go, because nine years ago Johnny&#8217;s dad  was trying to get the documents back to the U.S., and was intercepted by the  Russians and had to stash them in a school bus. In a plot hole large enough to  march the former Red Army through, he was able to hide the bus before having to  vamoose. Documents, being as heavy and bulky as they are, obviously would have  weighed him down too much to escape &#8211; so they had be left behind. I wish I were  making this up.</p>
<p>After a poignant scene with his father (who is on his  death bed), Johnny takes the job.</p>
<p class="caption"><img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/takemygun.jpg" class="centered" alt="Take My Gun, Johnny" /><strong>From the Silly Pathos Department:</strong> Johnny&#8217;s father is on his death bed in a hospital. Johnny tells him about his assignment. Johnny&#8217;s dad asks him to take the assignment, with the following argument:<br />
<strong>Johnny&#8217;s Dad:</strong> &#8220;You must take the assignment, Johnny! Restore my military honor! Here, take my pistol, keep it with you!<br />
With that, Johnny&#8217;s dad produces a  handgun from the nightstand drawer and hands it to Johnny! In the hospital! This is the kind of hospital that lets you smoke, drink and gamble, too. Right.</p>
<p><img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/gross.jpg" class="alignright" alt="Slurp It Down!" />He goes to the &#8220;Headquarters in  Pakistan&#8221; (maybe another little villa or bed and breakfast in Italy), where he  meets the sorry lot of morons that will be his support staff on this mission: A  pretty blonde CIA agent without whom this little band &#8220;couldn&#8217;t get a match  through customs&#8221;, a four-eyed gunsmith who looks at weapons as though they were  women, and a troll-like radio operator. This is also the time that our noses are  rubbed in the radio operator&#8217;s odious eating habits as he feeds off of pears  straight out of the can (very easy to come by in Pakistan).</p>
<p>After &#8220;The Briefing&#8221; which is basically a rehash of the whole pointless mess that passes for plot, Johnny loads his Huge Bag O&#8217; Gunz the nerdy weapon smith&#8217;s only contribution to this travesty &#8211; aboard another traffic helicopter and away he goes.</p>
<p><img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/wardrobe.jpg" class="alignleft" alt="Tourist in Afghanistan" />Johnny bails out of the traffic helicopter because Russian Migs are quickly approaching. Once Johnny leaps out and the traffic helicopter heads for home, the Migs seem to loose interest in both the helicopter and Johnny, and fly away. Dressed like a stylish Italian tourist lugging a titanic kluge bag, Johnny begins to seek out and destroy the legions of Russian soldiers that dot the Afghanistan landscape (for reasons that are a mystery. Apparently, the Red Army placed outposts randomly along roads and camped hither and yon throughout Afghanistan without radios, armor or air support. As a result, Johnny easily annihilates them in a series of meaningless battles &#8211; they only outnumber him about two dozen to one at best. Any critical thinking skills you had would have been ruined by now anyway).</p>
<p><img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/johnny.jpg" class="alignright" alt="Johnny and his followers" />Johnny is somewhat lost, because his leap from the traffic helicopter was  unexpected. However, he meets an Afghan boy (about twelve of thirteen years old)  and his suspiciously light-skinned older sister, who offer him a rather bizarre  proposal: If he will take them to the United States to live, they will not only  guide him all around Afghanistan, but they will let him use their &#8220;spare  horse&#8221;.</p>
<p>At this point my laughter reached a fevered pitch: An Italian man  trying his best to pretend to be from the United States is promising to take an  Arab boy and his Italian sister with him so that they can all be Americans. Does  this make sense? Anyhow, the kid ends up being the coolest character, calling  Johnny &#8220;boss&#8221; all the time.</p>
<p>Unfortunately, just as you thought it couldn&#8217;t get worse they are all captured  by moujahadin guerillas, who beat  the crap out of Johnny while interrogating him about what he knows about  &#8220;Captain Johnson&#8221;. In a disaster of post-production editing, Johnny seems  familiar with who Captain Johnson is (even though the audience has no  idea)!</p>
<p>Meanwhile, the kid and his sister are allowed to wander around  entertaining the guerillas, which predictably turns violent when one of the  leering soldiers tried to remove the young lady&#8217;s veil. She begins hosing them  with an AK-47, which gives her brother a chance to free Johnny. The girl gets  gut shot before Johnny can start sowing grenades like seeds in the field, and  lives only long enough to gasp at her brother to go with Johnny to the  US.</p>
<p>It is at this point that one of the most disturbing aspects of this  film becomes apparent to the audience: Hundreds of soldiers are slaughtered in a  camp of perhaps two dozen men, because enemies emerge mysteriously from tents,  buildings or just over the next hill ready to be butchered.</p>
<p><img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/narnia.jpg" class="alignleft" alt="It’s Narnia" />Anyhow,  Johnny finds the moujahadin prison camp, a magical Narnia-like realm which holds Captain Johnson and his sidekick. The prison camp is a strange place. Decending a ladder into a cave, the visitor  comes into a lush miniature world under the rebel camp. This is where the  prisoners hang out. Apparently, this realm is so wonderful that no one wants to  leave: There are no bars to keep anybody in!</p>
<p>These pair of losers really round out this party. They are strangely familiar  with the documents that Johnny is seeking, because they know his father. By this  time the coincidences are so thick and unlikely that this comes as no  surprise.</p>
<p>These two direct Johnny and the little boy to the bus, which  has apparently been &#8220;hidden&#8221; for the past nine years.</p>
<p><img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/bus.jpg" class="alignright" alt="It’s Really Hidden, Here" />The bus that they  were looking for ends up being a Blue Bird yellow school bus, like the kind you  went to elementary school in. What&#8217;s more, it would be hidden only to the  blind&#8230;it&#8217;s entire camouflage scheme consisting of a bunch of spare lumber  being stacked up along all sides of the bus. The yellow peeking through the  stacks of wood probably could be seen for miles.</p>
<p>It makes sense in an odd way, though. This motley band is able to scrounge for  parts; a fresh battery, gobs of sheet metal and an arc welder from a nearby town  that resembles a small village in Greece. I never thought that Afghanistan would  be filled with such modern luxuries, but they apparently don&#8217;t need to salvage a  school bus, so they must have as many motorized vehicles as they  need.</p>
<p><img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/thewarbus.jpg" class="alignleft" alt="The War Bus ROARS INTO ACTION!" />The bus undergoes a complete metamorphosis, and is transformed from  a stupid school bus into the War Bus (the film makers achieve this effect by  using a completely different bus), a magical vehicle the likes of which has not  been seen since K.I.T.T. from &#8220;Knight Rider&#8221; so many years ago. Johnny searches the Bus for the documents, and finds an ammo box in  the floor. Confident that this contains the stuff he&#8217;s looking for, he replaces  it without checking. This is a &#8216;plot point&#8217; (plot point?) that will return later  in the film.</p>
<p>The War Bus &#8220;roars&#8221; into action (about the same way that Chitty Chitty Bang Bang  &#8220;roared&#8221;), but the protagonists only have 5 gallons of gas, and that wont get  them to the Italian (Pakistan) border. They must raid a Russian fuel depot to  get the gasoline that they need.</p>
<p>Stopping a few hundred yards away, these  four clowns plan their attack (the tattered critical thinking that I had left  screamed &#8220;THEY&#8217;VE STOPPED WITHIN SIGHT OF THE BASE&#8221;, but I did not hear). Since  time is of the essence, they plan to attack right away (a plan that could have  been made on the road).</p>
<p><img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/explosion.jpg" class="alignleft" alt="Here’s some good cover AAAGH!" />The War Bus crashes through the gates of the  miserable little depot, guns blazing. Completely unprepared for the assault  (even though the War Bus stopped easily within sight of them) Russian soldiers  die, and die, and die. They use the same dubious infantry tactics as before,  except a few decide to take cover behind big stacks of oil cans (with  predictable results).</p>
<p>They also trickle out of tents and buildings rather than fire out of windows (it  reminds one of the monster generators in Gauntlet. However, the stupid  protagonists never catch on that they could end the stream of Russians by  lobbing a grenade in that tent over there).</p>
<p>The entirety of the gasoline  in this depot is stored in a two-and-a-half ton small fuel truck (by some  miracle, it does not catch a stray bullet and explode). Instead of pulling the  bus alongside the truck and running the hose from the truck to the War Bus, they  stop a few yards away to fill up small gas cans and run them over to the Bus.  This, of course, exposes them to enemy fire, and each protagonists gets hit at  least once. They show that they are injured by staggering and yelling the  obligatory &#8220;I&#8217;m hit!&#8221;, but it doesn&#8217;t stop them from hurrying the gas cans  along. They are also quick healers: by the next scene, they&#8217;re all fine. The  little kid even takes a RPG blast to the face and is knocked ass-over-teakettle  in the War Bus, but after some moaning and rolling around he gets up and dusts  himself off.</p>
<p><img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/insidebus.jpg" class="alignright" alt="Inside the smelly war bus" />Needless to say, everybody gets away just fine (occasionally  wincing and moaning to prove that they&#8217;re still injured, but they&#8217;re awfully  spry for taking 7.62mm Soviet slugs). Johnny gets around to looking at the  documents that are stored in the Bus, and finds that the ammo box doesn&#8217;t have  documents but gold bars instead!</p>
<p>Everybody suddenly begins acting like they&#8217;ve got the Treasure of Sierra Madre,  even though the little box could only hold about four gold bars. Captain Johnson  and his sidekick hold Johnny and the kid at gunpoint, spewing about how they&#8217;ve  searched for that gold for nine years. Apparently, they knew Johnny&#8217;s dad had  hidden the gold, but got captured by the moujahadin  before they could get it.  Go figure.</p>
<p>Anyhow, they make Johnny drive to the Greece/Italy border (or  the Pakistan/Afghanistan border, whichever you prefer), and kick Johnny and the  kid out of the Bus just in time for more Russians to appear over the hill (they  are unaccompanied by vehicles, so one is forced to wonder how they got  there).</p>
<p>Gunfire ensues, and even though the War Bus is completely immune  to damage, Captain Johnson drives it into a ditch anyway. This proves too much  for the War Bus, and it explodes.</p>
<p>Johnny and the kid are rescued from  Russian gunfire by the blonde CIA agent and her boss riding in a jeep. A horse,  also immune to gunfire, begins running behind the jeep as they make their  getaway. Everyone laughs as the kid explains that it&#8217;s his horse, and that she  never goes anywhere without him.</p>
<p>The boss of the operation apologies to  Johnny, saying that he was sorry for not telling Johnny about the gold and for  setting him up. The film ends with Johnny shrugging and saying, &#8220;I don&#8217;t really  mind.&#8221;</p>
<p>I heard sobbing&#8230;it was several hours later that I realized that  the sobbing was mine.</p>
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		<title>Suck Ass Movie Report: The Hellstrom Chronicle</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Made in the early seventies, amid the fear of nuclear war, pollution, and man-made environmental catastrophes comes The Hellstrom Chronicle, a bizarre pseudo-documentary about insects and how they will take over the Earth. A more appropriate title for this preachy tripe is "Insects Beating the Crap Out Of Each Other", because nine-tenths of this film is footage of insects fighting and eating each other.

Oddly enough, it won the Academy Award for Best Documentary. Apparently, George C. Scott was right: The Academy was always screwed up. ]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/hellstrombox.jpg" class="alignleft" alt="Hellstrom Chronicle box" />In the opening of the film, after the opening credits and introductory nonsense,  we are introduced to Doctor Nils Hellstrom, a man who looks a little like Bill  Clinton with a wispy Willy Wonka hairstyle. &#8220;If you&#8217;ve heard that name (Dr. Nils  Hellstrom) at all, it&#8217;s probably in conjunction with the words  &#8216;lunatic&#8217;&#8230;&#8217;heretic&#8217;, but I&#8217;m really just a scientist.&#8221;</p>
<p>He reveals to us how much his &#8220;obsession with his work&#8221; has cost him (a couple  of fellowships, two associate professorships and a few friendships&#8230;sniffle  sniffle, boo hoo). With the Bill Clinton protruding lower lip, he looks skyward  while declaring that he doesn&#8217;t really care.</p>
<p>At the end of his strange  discourse, he tells us that the result of his research is something that nobody  wants to hear. That unless we hear his message, we may be wiped off the face of  the Earth without knowing how or why. I wish I was making it up! The opening  credits (along with the opening monologue) would have us believe that Dr.  Hellstrom is a real person, because it is &#8220;produced in association with Dr. Nils  Hellstrom, M.S. PhD&#8221;. However, Dr. Hellstrom is a fictional character played by  an actor, which we learn during the ending credits. I felt used.</p>
<p><img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/duh.jpg" class="alignright" alt="Dr. Hellstrom" />Then Dr.  Hellstrom goes about his loony task of convincing the audience that insects are  not only better equipped to survive on Earth, but that they will wipe humanity  out some time in the future.<br />
To convince us of this, we&#8217;re shown footage of  insects eating each other, with occasional voice-overs by Dr. Hellstrom. During  these narrations, Dr. Hellstrom implies that evolution is a voluntary act &#8211; one  that insects are winning because they have a &#8220;three hundred million year head  start on Man&#8221;.</p>
<p>Dr. Hellstrom becomes more and more like a stereotypical  mad scientist as the film progresses, indulging in very un-scientific soliloquy  and rhetoric in an unsuccessful attempt to whip us into a fear-frenzy (all with  the obligatory environmental message).</p>
<p><img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/farmer.jpg" class="alignleft" alt="Hellstrom’s DDT Farmer" />He interviews an unnamed farmer (with a silly &#8216;southern hick&#8217; accent) who tells  us about how many barrels more of DDT he has to use every year just to keep his  crops pest-free. &#8220;This year&#8221; (which year?) he finally managed to kill all of the  pests, but his crops are so poisoned that he has to burn them all (the amounts  of poisons that he describes putting on his plants, it&#8217;s a wonder that he has  any crops to burn). This is supposed to prove that we are destroying this planet  of ours, and how the insects are adapting to our pesticides. Dr. Hellstrom  states that only two species on the planet Earth are experiencing a population  growth, while &#8220;virtually every other species is on the decline&#8221;. Of course,  these turn out to be Insects and Humanity. Attribution for these findings?  Forget it! Dammit, Jim, I&#8217;m an entomologist, not a journalist!</p>
<p>He goes to  a radiation lab in Nevada, where he reveals to the audience that insects survive  radiation a lot better than mammals do, in a &#8220;surprising tour-de-force&#8221; (his  words, not mine). Hilarity ensues as Dr. Hellstrom almost begins to foam at the  mouth!</p>
<p>Dr. Hellstrom does his own Candid Camera thing, where he hides  insects in people&#8217;s salads, in the produce section at the supermarket and in  their ground round at the butcher&#8217;s shop, and films their startled reactions.  It&#8217;s a good thing that Dr. Hellstrom is an actor: His current and future grants  would be in serious jeopardy if anyone found out that this was how he was  spending the money!</p>
<p>Soaring off the deep end, Dr. Hellstrom holds a  squirming red-eyed laboratory mouse to the camera, declaring that &#8220;in a few  seconds, this mouse will be dead&#8221;. He produces a class cage containing a wasp&#8230;He captures the wasp in a pair of tweezers (the  film suspiciously never reveals the species of the wasp), and presses the  enraged insect to the backside of the mouse. The mouse squeaks, slumps into a  heap and stops moving. That&#8217;s Entertainment!</p>
<p>The film ends with Dr.  Hellstrom announcing that he has saved the most shocking footage for last. Then  we are treated to a film of army ants swarming over a variety of larger animals  and killing them for food. It also shows them building little fortresses to camp  out in, using each others&#8217; bodies for bridges, and dragging their queen along  with them at such a furious pace that her legs are worn to  stumps.</p>
<p>However, this isn&#8217;t the end of the film. Next, the odd little  lives of mayflies are explained to us. Apparently, they live only for one  evening: They hatch, fly around in a big cloud, mate, lay eggs and die. Next  year, their offspring live for a single evening doing the same things. Sounds  like some people that I know.</p>
<p>All throughout this film, Dr. Hellstrom draws inappropriate parallels between  human and insect behavior. These screen shots are from a memorable scene where  Dr. Hellstrom declares that ants fight wars, just like people.</p>
<p>The  microphotography is gorgeous, but they use it to show us ants chewing each  other&#8217;s heads and legs off over a dead bee. Check out these pictures:</p>
<p><img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/war5.jpg" class="centered" alt="Ants fighting!" /><br />
<img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/war1.jpg" class="centered" alt="More ants fighting!" /></p>
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		<title>Suck Ass Movie Report: Zardoz</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Jan 2008 21:47:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[What do you get when you mix a giant stone head, a lot of firearms, utopia, barbarians (featuring Sean Connery wearing orange diapers and an ammunition bandoleer) and a lot of topless pretty women?

Zardoz, that's what!

An early seventies sci-fi snoozer that seems to have a lot to say about contemporary society, but falls flat when it decides to appeal to the stereotypical weirdness of seventies cinema instead of telling its story.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As soon as the film starts, even before the main credits, you know you&#8217;re in for  <strong>Deep Hurting.</strong> The disembodied head of a man who identifies himself as  &#8220;Arthur Frayn&#8221; bobs around the screen, delivering a goofy soliloquy that is  supposed to pass for an introduction to the film (but convinces the viewer that  perhaps the writer had been under the influence when it was written). I don&#8217;t remember what  I said when I first saw this, but I do believe it had &#8216;Jesus Christ Almighty&#8217; in  it (especially when Arthur&#8217;s head swings close enough for us to see that his  goatee is painted on his face with grease paint).</p>
<p class="caption"><strong>Arthur Frayn&#8217;s Silly Introductory Monologue:</strong><img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/zardozintro.jpg" class="centered" alt="Arhur Frayn" />I am Arthur Frayn, and I am Zardoz. I have lived three hundred years, and I long to die. But death is no longer possible. I am immortal. I present now my story, full of mystery and intrigue. Rich in irony, and most satirical. It is set deep in a possible future, so none of these vents have yet occurred. But they may. Be warned, lest you end as I. In this tale I am a fake god by occupation and a magician by inclination. Merlin is <em>my</em> hero. I am the puppet master. I manipulate many of the characters and events that you see. But I am invented, too, for your entertainment and amusement. And you, poor creatures, who conjured you out of the clay? [chuckles] Is God in show business, too?</p>
<p>Anyhow, before we can sort out Arthur&#8217;s foppish and self-contradictory tirade,  we&#8217;re made witness to the god Zardoz (represented by a giant floating stone  head) declaring a variety of bizarre things to a gathered throng of half-naked barbarians waving guns in the air. He announces that &#8220;The penis is evil&#8221; because it &#8220;shoots seeds of new life, that poison the Earth with a plague of men&#8221;. Also, &#8220;The gun is good&#8221; because it &#8220;shoots death and purifies the Earth&#8221;. The barbarians really love this, and we&#8217;re treated to a close-up of a barbarian stabbing some POW while everybody is screaming &#8220;Praise be to Zardoz!&#8221; (You can only see this in the wide-screen version &#8211; in the regular version, the aspect  ratio chops off the execution and all we see is a flashing knife and the guy screaming).</p>
<p class="caption alignleft"><strong><img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/zardozhead.jpg" class="centered" alt="The god Zardoz" />&#8220;I, Zardoz, give you the gift of the gun&#8221;</strong></p>
<p>Zardoz refers to people called &#8220;The Brutals&#8221;, whom he charges  his followers to slaughter. For this reason, Zardoz gave them &#8220;the gift of the  gun&#8221;. Then a colossal gout of firearms of all kinds start pouring from the stone  head&#8217;s mouth, and the barbarians go ape-shit (some of the rifles slam into the  camera, shaking it around). If these guys aren&#8217;t the Brutals, it makes one  wonder who the heck the Brutals are. Forget about any kind of direct explanation  as the camera pans over the barbarians firing their weapons into the air, and we  see Sean Connery (as Zed) among them. He points his revolver at the camera and  fires, for reasons that I can&#8217;t quite figure out.</p>
<p>The beginning credits  roll and the stone head is slowly flying through the clouds. Inside the head, Zed emerges from a pile of grain, an apparent stowaway. He is surrounded by piles of grains and other foods, and some naked people encased in giant plastic bags. Like many things in this film, you wont help yourself any by waiting for an explanation about the naked people in the plastic. I&#8217;ve trained myself to let such things pass without noticing them.</p>
<p>Suddenly, he sees Arthur Frayn wandering around, examining the food. Zed sneaks up behind Arthur and blows him away. OOPS! Of course, any sympathy we may have had for Arthur quickly drains, because this clown can&#8217;t  simply drop dead. Nope, he has to moan, &#8220;You fool&#8230;I could have shown you!&#8221; while slowly flying out of the stone head like Peter Pan.</p>
<p>The head lands  in a place called &#8220;Vortex Four&#8221;, a place of apparent high technology. We know  this because Zed finds a ring that can talk to him, and several of the trees are encased in plastic. After wandering around unsupervised for a while, Zed is  apprehended by a petite woman with freckles (who we later know as Mae). She quickly subdues Zed with some kind of telekinetic mind blast.</p>
<p>This begins the &#8216;plot&#8217; of Zardoz:</p>
<p class="caption alignright"><img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/apocalypse.jpg" alt="The apocalypse -- Brought to you by Armani" /><br />
<strong>This is a scene of the wretched, common people staring into the<br />
Vortex. Apparently, people got all dressed up for the Apocalypse.</strong></p>
<p>See, the people of Vortex Four are elite  intellectuals, who have Scanner-like mind powers and a super-duper computer that they call &#8220;The Tabernacle&#8221; (they&#8217;re called the Eternals, because the Tabernacle is able to re-grow people after they die, so nobody dies permanently at the  Vortex). The talking ring that Zed found was an interface to the computer. Wow.  They have locked themselves away from all the regular scum after a big  catastrophe or nuclear war or something. Now the Vortexes are wonderful  paradises, and the rest of the world sucks (this is partially because a giant  stone head distributes firearms to lunatics and urges them to execute people because they have genitalia).The Eternals see Zed as an animal. They  keep him in a cage, they hook him up to machines and probe his memory, they  refer to him in the neuter third person in his presence (&#8220;Oh my, its memory here  is very clear&#8221; or &#8220;Let&#8217;s look at more of its memories&#8221;).</p>
<p>The two  scientific leaders of the vortex have differing opinions about what should  happen to him &#8211; Conswella thinks that they should put Zed to sleep, because he  has a &#8220;disruptive influence on the community&#8221;. This is a big deal, apparently.  Mae, the freckled lady who found him, wants to give him all sorts of medical and  psychological testing.</p>
<p>One of the problems with Vortex life is boredom.  People get so bored that they just stand in place and don&#8217;t do anything. The  food that Zardoz was having the barbarians gather is to feed these people who  don&#8217;t want to feed themselves. Why not just let them die, you ask? After all,  the Tabernacle will just rebuild them. Don&#8217;t hold your breath waiting to find  out, the film doesn&#8217;t bother. The Eternals simply &#8220;can&#8217;t support them anymore&#8221;,  so they have the barbarians make the food. One of the funny scenes in the film  is when Zed finds a girl that he likes and tries to jump her bones. She doesn&#8217;t  do a single thing in response to his groping (just standing with a blank look on  her face), and in disgust he tosses her like a medicine ball.</p>
<p>The other problem (probably leading to the whole boredom thing) is that Eternal males aren&#8217;t able to get erections. I wish that I was making this up. One of the funnier parts of the film is when Conswella is testing Zed on how he gets an erection. Speaking in front of an assembled gathering, Conswella shows Zed  pictures of women kneading their breasts and mud wrestling (I wish I was making  this up, too). This does nothing for Zed, and instead he gets a chubby while peering at Conswella as her colleagues laugh at her.</p>
<p class="caption">The whole film is filled with bizarre (and, in our opinion, drug induced) scenes that don&#8217;t seem to add to any kind of story (and don&#8217;t make any kind of sense), especially during the middle and ending of the film. It is virtually impossible to completely catalog all of the absolutely strange things in this film. Here are some of the things that we spotted in the first dozen viewings or so. If you ever see Zardoz, prepare yourself for a whole heck of a lot more. You Have Been Warned!<br />
<strong>Case One:</strong><br />
While Zed is escaping a mob of rampaging Eternals, a group of bored-to-motionless Eternals discover that Zed&#8217;s sweat can restore their lust for life. They begin moving around again, smiling as they pass the sweat by kissing each other.<br />
<strong>Case Two:</strong><br />
Before destroying the Tabernacle, Mae and her followers apparently need to teach Zed all of their collective knowledge, for reasons that remain a mystery. They accomplish this by &#8220;Touch Teaching&#8221; him. Each follower, in turn, drags her nipples across Zed&#8217;s chest while a voice-over of each follower quotes scientific and philosophical principles. Strobe lights and mirrors abound. This goes on and on for what seems like three hours.<br />
<img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/hairdo.jpg" class="centered" alt="Dude looks like a lady" /><strong>Case Three:</strong><br />
Some men in the Vortex have women&#8217;s hairdos. Isn&#8217;t it cool that, in the future, we will be liberated from such concepts as &#8220;men&#8217;s&#8221; and &#8220;women&#8217;s&#8221; hair styles.<br />
<strong><strong>Case Four:</strong> </strong><br />
Zed has just destroyed the Tabernacle, and the Eternals are rampaging through a museum of old statues, smashing them all with a variety of improvised weaponry (because smashing up old statues is the best way to find Zed the Brutal). A few of the Eternals are leaving the Vortex with Zed, but they&#8217;re all cornered by the mob. What is the hero going to do?! They outnumber him thousands to one! Zed confidently says to his companions: <em>&#8220;Stay close to me, behind my aura!&#8221;</em><img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/zardozaura.jpg" class="centered" alt="Get Behind Me, Inside My Miraculous Editing!" />Suddenly, stock sound footage of wind blowing can be heard as Zed stretches out his hand, and the director obliges the protagonists&#8217; escape by running the film of the hostile Eternals backwards, giving the Good Guys the time that they need to make their getaway. Isn&#8217;t filmmaking great when you&#8217;re the Good Guys?</p>
<p>The most lucid point during the film is when Mae makes a deal with Zed: Show her his full memory (because he can somehow block the more incriminating aspects), and she will help him with the Tabernacle. He shows her why he ended up stowing away in the stone head &#8211; he finds books in an abandoned building, having been lead there by a masked weirdo  (who ends up being Arthur Frayn). Zed learns to read, and finds the book &#8220;The Wizard of Oz&#8221;. WiZARD of OZ, ZARDOZ. Get it?</p>
<p>Zed gets pissed and tells his friends that Zardoz is a crock, and they hatch a scheme to get him into the Vortex to kick ass. So, that&#8217;s how everything is set into motion.</p>
<p class="caption alignright"><img src="http://www.vaguely-specific.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/riot.jpg" alt="Burn all of our own buldings!" /><br />
Rather than searching for Zed building-to-building in a traditional<br />
manner, the Eternals decide to take the Los Angeles Rioter&#8217;s<br />
approach to things and simply set fire to their own buildings<br />
indiscriminately.</p>
<p>From there, the film goes downhill very quickly. Conswella finds Zed and Mae together. Conswella nukes Zed with a couple of mind blasts, which renders him blind. Conswella runs off, yelling about how &#8220;we must become hunters  and killers ourselves&#8221;. Zed is cured by an unknown Eternal, who makes him promise to kill her when the time comes. Then the film takes an LSD trip  straight to hell. Continuing to describe it in chronological order would be pointless.</p>
<p>Anyway, Zed destroys the Tabernacle, thereby restoring  mortality to the Eternals and dropping the shield around the Vortex. This lets Zed&#8217;s barbarian buddies in, and the barbarians shoot everybody (while the Eternals beg for death, not putting up any resistance). The film ends with Zed and Conswella running off together, and  Conswella has Zed&#8217;s son. They grow old and die.</p>
<p>The End.</p>
<p>(For some real pain, watch the beginning monologue again right away after seeing the film.)<code></code></p>
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