By: Henry J. Fromage –
Finally- a week of actual vacation, my first of 2019 (use it or lose it) . Plenty of daytime activity alongside Oberst and at night- what else besides bad movies & beer?
237. Samurai Cop (with Redlettermedia commentary track)
Iranian director Amir Shervan decided sometime in the mid-80s to bring his purported skills to the US and devote himself to Hollywood blockbusters. We’ll cover his first attempt below, but Samurai Cop is arguably his opus, a cheap imitation of Beverly Hills Cop and Lethal Weapon-era actioners that manages to contain many of the same tropes and precisely none of the filmmaking or screenwriting skill they do (and surprisingly little at all related to Japan). What it does have are some of the most embarrassing wigs ever shot, the copious-chinned Robert Zdar as villain, and the unrestrained admiration of the Redlettermedia crew, whose commentary track is well worth your time. Six Pack.
238. Behind the Mask: The Rise of Leslie Vernon
Oberst introduced me to this clever mockumentary approach to the slasher genre, which features a local TV crew following slasher Leslie Vernon as he prepares his Halloween massacre debut. The mockumentary approach is clever in and of itself, but the film manages to weave in an extra layer of pure slasher mechanics that makes it that much more enjoyable, even if the overall aesthetic has aged a tad. Three Beers.
239. Dolemite is My Name
Eddie Murphy’s back, baby. He sinks his teeth into the role of the enthusiastically self-promoting 70s raunchy stand-up comedian and erstwhile Blaxploitation star Rudy Ray Moore like he hasn’t into any sort of material arguably for at least the last two decades, and goddam, is it a pleasure. An absolute must for any fan of that rough and tumble corner of cinema history or Murphy himself. Two Beers.
240. Hollywood Cop
As promised, here’s Shervan’s “debut” film, which simultaneously manages to be more polished (while still being not at all so) and a touch less winningly insane as Samurai Cop. It’s still a damn fine ‘so bad it’s good’ choice, and another excellent example of how a superficial outsider perspective of Hollywood can spin pure cinematic gold on either side of the quality spectrum. Six Pack.