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One of these things.
Aug. 5th, 2007 12:47 pmThrough a Glass Darkly (1961), Ingmar Bergman. August 1, 2pm-ish. View count: One.
Omega Cop (1990), Paul Kyriazi. August 4th, 5pm-ish. View count: One.
Laserhawk (1997), Jean Pellerin. August 4th, 7pm-ish. View count: One.
Aw, man... I haven't got anything much to say about any of these, although for widely varying reasons.
I mean, of course Through a Glass Darkly was lovely; it's Bergman, for pete's sake. It's about a semi-functional family (I didn't really understand the structure until probably halfway through the movie; the female lead was just acting weirdly to everyone) who's supposed to be on vacation at a beach house (but for some reason they still put out fishing nets? Maybe they're merely feeding themselves). There's a father, a sister and brother, and the husband of the sister (Max von Sydow, natch). The sister has been crazy in the past, and proceeds to be crazy again. No one is happy about this, or can do much, but the brother is apparently hurt the most.
Now for the awfulness:
Omega Cop and Laserhawk were two sad boluses of media that 343 & Unpleasant bought at the dollar store at the mall. Omega Cop was much worse than Laserhawk, but Laserhawk was still fairly bad, even though it had Mark Hamill in it.
Omega Cop was a shot-in-suburbia post-apocalyptic short-shorts-and-face-paint extravaganza of pain. The protagonist was a low-rent Kevin Costner sort of dude (shudder) who really enjoyed having a cop hat, and whose chief method of dispatching bad guys was kicking them in the crotch. He had a few short-shorted helpless female hangers-on, and a disorganized gang of enemies who each looked like someone funny (the leader looked like Tuco from The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly had really let himself go; his right-hand man looked like an M. Bison cosplayer and sounded sort of like Andre the Giant; there was some dude who had half his face painted black and wore a camo jumpsuit; and a crowning glory was a Dee-Snyder-looking guy with black Pris-makeup (he is even called 'Raccoon Face' in the credits). It was sort of amazing. Oh, man, and Adam West, slumming in a particularly sad slum of a movie, as some kind of vaguely head-of-policey guy. Poor, poor Adam West.
Laserhawk was sort of a Last Starfighterish ripoff of all kinds of things; two stupid kids and the richest comics artist EVAR are secretly magical alien badasses who have to fight off Space Spiders. Mark Hamill is some kind of awesome space pilot who is in a minimum security asylum because he says crazy things about spider aliens and ufos and the human race being doomed to apparently anyone who will listen. It is a sad state of affairs.
Omega Cop (1990), Paul Kyriazi. August 4th, 5pm-ish. View count: One.
Laserhawk (1997), Jean Pellerin. August 4th, 7pm-ish. View count: One.
Aw, man... I haven't got anything much to say about any of these, although for widely varying reasons.
I mean, of course Through a Glass Darkly was lovely; it's Bergman, for pete's sake. It's about a semi-functional family (I didn't really understand the structure until probably halfway through the movie; the female lead was just acting weirdly to everyone) who's supposed to be on vacation at a beach house (but for some reason they still put out fishing nets? Maybe they're merely feeding themselves). There's a father, a sister and brother, and the husband of the sister (Max von Sydow, natch). The sister has been crazy in the past, and proceeds to be crazy again. No one is happy about this, or can do much, but the brother is apparently hurt the most.
Now for the awfulness:
Omega Cop and Laserhawk were two sad boluses of media that 343 & Unpleasant bought at the dollar store at the mall. Omega Cop was much worse than Laserhawk, but Laserhawk was still fairly bad, even though it had Mark Hamill in it.
Omega Cop was a shot-in-suburbia post-apocalyptic short-shorts-and-face-paint extravaganza of pain. The protagonist was a low-rent Kevin Costner sort of dude (shudder) who really enjoyed having a cop hat, and whose chief method of dispatching bad guys was kicking them in the crotch. He had a few short-shorted helpless female hangers-on, and a disorganized gang of enemies who each looked like someone funny (the leader looked like Tuco from The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly had really let himself go; his right-hand man looked like an M. Bison cosplayer and sounded sort of like Andre the Giant; there was some dude who had half his face painted black and wore a camo jumpsuit; and a crowning glory was a Dee-Snyder-looking guy with black Pris-makeup (he is even called 'Raccoon Face' in the credits). It was sort of amazing. Oh, man, and Adam West, slumming in a particularly sad slum of a movie, as some kind of vaguely head-of-policey guy. Poor, poor Adam West.
Laserhawk was sort of a Last Starfighterish ripoff of all kinds of things; two stupid kids and the richest comics artist EVAR are secretly magical alien badasses who have to fight off Space Spiders. Mark Hamill is some kind of awesome space pilot who is in a minimum security asylum because he says crazy things about spider aliens and ufos and the human race being doomed to apparently anyone who will listen. It is a sad state of affairs.
