Where Love Has Gone (1964)

Where Love Has Gone PosterWar hero Luke Miller’s fifteen year old daughter kills her mother’s boy toy and finds herself and her high society family drawn into a web of blackmail, dark secrets and most embarrassingly of all, the juvenile court system.

Truly, there can be no greater anguish for a father than what his poor precious daughter (whom he hasn’t seen in 10 years due to his boozing ways) is going through. Oh, not the anguish of everything just mentioned. Blackmailers can be bought off, secrets can be self-righteously uncovered at dramatic moments, and the juvenile court of the old days wouldn’t let some murderous teen be tried as an adult. No, the real, soul crushing anguish Luke experiences is when he is told that his daughter’s medical exam revealed she wasn’t a virgin anymore! Continue reading “Where Love Has Gone (1964)”

By Love Possessed (1961)

It was the one night stand that made him a better person and fixed all that was wrong in the lives of those closest around him! (Except for his son’s girlfriend who committed suicide, but that was necessary for his personal growth, so that worked out, too!)

Arthur is a lawyer who is partners in a firm with his best friend Julius and his father-in-law, Noah. Arthur is a pillar of the community, a guy who believes in the black letter law of what is right and wrong, even to the point that he would rather get his crazy client acquitted for murder than have her convicted so that she could get mental health treatment! Continue reading “By Love Possessed (1961)”

Love Has Many Faces (1965)

As the movie’s title suggests, love does indeed have many faces. There is its morose face, which Pete unceasingly displays throughout the film, whether he is trading nasty barbs with his ice queen rich wife, romancing his dead friend’s old girlfriend, or engaging in surly tough guy talk with Hank, another beach stud who is openly trying to steal his old lady. Continue reading “Love Has Many Faces (1965)”

Rhythm and Passion (1990)

Rhythm and Passion VHS CoverSmartly mixing the Lambada craze of 1989 (or about two weeks of 1989 at least), ingeniously inept filmmaking by an unknown Italian director (he twice uses the same pointless shot of star Andy J. Forest hanging up the phone where the camera pans up from the phone, over Andy’s crotch and finally up to Andy’s typically corpse-like expression he wears throughout the film), and a conspiracy involving a garbage truck, Lambada (released for the U.S. home video market as Rhythm and Passion, probably to avoid confusion with Cannon Films‘ own 1990 movie called Lambada) is a sweaty, panty-flashing, occasionally topless experience so adroitly malformed that the main characters don’t matter, the whole reason they are in Brazil is mostly ignored, and the big dance contest to end the movie is a contest only in the sense that there is a bunch of dancing, a banner announcing said contest, and a passing reference to the bad guy having 98 points. Continue reading “Rhythm and Passion (1990)”

The Legend of Lylah Clare (1968)

I’m still not sure what I was supposed to take away from this movie. Was it the necessity to have hand railings attached to large staircases? Or maybe it was that having a starlet who is portraying another starlet who had a fear of heights, shouldn’t be allowed to do her own circus trapeze stunts. Most likely though it was that audiences who decided half a century ago that the movie was a flop, did so for a number of very good reasons. Reasons like the silly emphasis on staircase and trapeze accidents. Continue reading “The Legend of Lylah Clare (1968)”

Hotel (1967)

With a reservation for over two hours and the very fate of the title character itself on the line, Hotel is surely that sweeping epic of what happens at check in, check out and all points in between! And with the historic St. Gregory located in the heart of New Orleans, all manner of steamy, controversial, and mysterious goings on are surely happening within its elegant halls and suites!

Your comment card though will likely note that while the hotel and its staff looked and acted professional (how could it not with the handsome movie star Rod Taylor of  The Birds and The Time Machine in charge?), your stay at the ritzy inn was marked mostly by boredom in between bouts of being creeped out by the maniacal smile that hotel thief Karl Malden constantly wore while standing around staring at sleeping people as he stole their money. Continue reading “Hotel (1967)”