Fun with Dick and Jane (1977)

A lazy way to start this review would be to ape the writing of the children’s book series that this movie takes its title from. You know what I’m talking about. See Dick run. See Jane do whatever it is she did. See Spot take a dump on the carpet because he’s too dumb to know any different. That sort of thing.

I could tell you in that fashion that this movie isn’t very funny and personifies the word “slight” in describing the impression it will leave on you when you’ve finished it. I thought about being that lazy, but then I decided to take the even lazier route and do that at the end of this review. Continue reading “Fun with Dick and Jane (1977)”

Treasure Island (1950)

This being a Walt Disney movie, I was let down a tad by this one. I mean, there wasn’t an asinine song and dance number to be had, not one crappy comic relief sidekick, and no bloodless, goofy violence to give the kids in the crowd the idea that pirates were lovable scamps who talked funny and needed a bath. That’s not to say that Long John Silver wasn’t someone to be admired for the way he played both ends against the middle and eventually won the respect of the kid whose throat he periodically threatened to slit. Continue reading “Treasure Island (1950)”

A Blade in the Dark (1983)

Director Lamberto Bava (Demons) supposedly emulates some of father Mario Bava‘s most famous films and tries to incorporate some of their themes into this movie. I know this because I read the liner notes by Tim Lucas, not because I was able to discern any of that from the film itself. The best thing in this movie though turns out not to be something he cribbed from his daddy, but from Lucio Fulci! Continue reading “A Blade in the Dark (1983)”

Knights of the Round Table (1953)

I think it was all those speeches that Robert Taylor as Sir Lancelot delivered in his stentorian monotone that did it. When it finally came time for Arthur to banish Lance from the realm, he may have said it was because Lance couldn’t quite seem to avoid hanging on to Guinevere’s green ribbon with an almost fetish-like fervor, but honestly, he was just tired of hearing all of Lance’s chivalry babble. Continue reading “Knights of the Round Table (1953)”