The Product:

Troma's move in reverse coddle, and it's reliable to have Lloyd Kaufman and his joyous band of b-movie bad-asses delivering DVDs again. After taking a break to produce and promote their mega-magnum opus

Poultrygeist

(if you haven't seen it yet, you're a shape! Come across out a get your Tromasterpiece Collection copy today!), this last summer saw a toothache of splendid home video do. From the insane vampire farce

Bloodspit

to the far more serious Spanish splatter job

Belcebu - Diablos Lesbos

, the company gave anxious fans aim to rejoice. With the cracked comedy

Mephitic Behavior

, the rural horror homage

The Demons Among Us

, the gay monster mash-up of

Yeti: A Love Story

and the sensational Hollywood satire

Cyxork 7

among latest titles, Troma has been delivering nothing but the good stuff. There's even a recent anniversary edition of the Trey Parker and Matt Stone classic

Anthropophagite!: The Musical

.

2009 promises even bigger and better offerings, beginning with another Tromasterpiece Collection title - 1989's

Redneck Zombies

. This gore-drenched goof from director Pericles Lewnes (yes, that's his real name) was a favored Saturday Night video rental for many a dateless fright fan. This DVD update does the often inspired gross out genre gem proud.

The Plot:


Somewhere in the middle of rural retard country, smack in the heart of moonshine making territory, a barrel of experimental toxic waste is unleashed. Believing it will make a better still than the crappy container they have now, the Clemson clan decides to hook it up and brew up some mash. The resulting liquor has a bad side effect, however. It turns the drinker into a blood thirsty monster. Meanwhile, in another part of the backwoods wilderness, a group of campers is lost. Hoping to find their way back to civilization, they run right into the center of a

Redneck Zombie

hoedown. The resulting carnage is complicated by the local military, angry that the government sponsored goo got into the wrong hands. By the time they saddle up and head out, the land is overrun with overall wearing undead inbred hicks.

The DVD:


For those of us old enough to remember the birth and phenomenal rise of home video, a movie like

Redneck Zombies

brings back nothing but fond, fond memories. It's the perfect example of how direct to VHS (later DVD) became the lynchpin for a thousand glorified geek-outs. As a fright film, Pericles Lewnes really doesn't deliver the shivers. This is more of a gore zone zonker than anything else. But buried within the skin snacking and gut ripping are moments of comic bliss, a few kitschy over the top qualities, and enough missing chromosome rambunctiousness to make the

Deliverance

kid's eyes cross. With that being said,

RZ

remains a solid product of its time. The late '80s outfits are just laughable, the acting is beyond amateurish, and just like many homemade auteurs, master Lewnes doesn't know how to finish. Instead of going out with a bang,

Redneck Zombies

just kind of peters out. Clearly, both creative and financial limitations played a part, but when you can manufacture hilarity out of a single repetition of the F-bomb (or an incredibly funny fat guy), money should not be an object.

Indeed, one of the best things about

Redneck Zombies

is Bucky Santini as the bumbling behemoth good ole boy Ferd Mertz. Every line reading is a rip snorter, every reaction shot a combination of classic silent movie mugging and devil may care camp. By the time he's trying to have sex with a severed pair of legs (don't ask), we'd follow this freakshow anywhere. Sadly, unlike other overused characters in the film, Mertz makes his impression and then fades into the woodwork. Another great addition is Tyrone Taylor as Tyrone Robinson, the military man who starts all the radioactive mayhem. While his opening scenes are shaky, he's hilarious when dealing with a slightly fey foot soldier. He's Walter Sobchak to the gay GI's Donny Kerabatsos. Unfortunately, there are other individuals who overstay their welcome almost from the moment they turn up onscreen. Most of the campers are tough to take, and the title white trash are beyond caricatures. Still, thanks to the kinetic energy Lewnes brings to the material, we can (almost) tolerate the aggravation.

And then there's the gore. While many may have never seen the film in its original sluice juiciness (a MPAA mandated cut made the rounds long before the "director's" version), Troma delivers the full blood and bile goods. There are some incredibly nauseating elements here, from disembowelings to the always icky eyeball eating. Certainly, the grue is quaint compared to the autopsy like professionalism of today, but back when it made its initial splash,

Redneck Zombies

was a notorious video nasty. It was right up there with

Street Trash

and

Nekromantik

. Today, it feels timid, if still slightly sickening. And since Lewnes and his cast are out for as much comedy as carnage, the subpar splatter gets a pass. Indeed, when viewed some 20 years later,

Redneck Zombies

, as a whole, manages to transcend many of the things it does badly. Taken in total, beyond the bumbling performances, middling make-up, and last act loss of focus, it's still a goofy little Grand Guignol groove. It's also a nostalgic nod to a simpler entertainment time - one that many Mom & Pop video store aficionados surely miss.

The Video:


Advertised as a new "Color-Corrected Transfer from the Original Master", the 1.33:1 full screen image for

Redneck Zombies

is a little off-putting at first. We expect our camcorder classics to look videotape tacky. We don't mind the messed up lighting, out of focus framing, and lack of cinematographic continuity. By cleaning it up, Troma takes an analog turd and tries to present it as a digital diamond. It's more like a revisionist rhinestone. While definitely not up to the standards of homemade moviemaking circa 2008, the presentation here is passable.

The Audio:


Unlike some remastering job which throws the music to dialogue ratio all out of whack, the sonic situation here is solid. The Dolby Digital Stereo 2.0 serves the script well, and when Lewnes goes in for some aural antics, the mix manages to capture it all splendidly.

The Extras:


One of the most intriguing things about

Redneck Zombies

was the original score. While the background ambience is pure genre cues, the various original songs written for the film are quite funny. Thankfully, Troma has tricked out this DVD release by offering the full soundtrack as a bonus CD. It's a whole lot of sh*t-kicking fun. As for the film itself, we are treated to a commentary track from Lewnes and producer Ed Bishop, an amazing set of "where are they now" interviews (be prepared for more than a few update "shocks"), a great intro with Troma chief Kaufman and the filmmaker, and a wonderful selection of outtakes, deleted scenes, making-of material and other promotional elements. Overall, this is another stunning digital package from Troma, and a product that proudly wears the "Tromasterpiece Collection" title.

Final Thoughts:


As with any walk down memory lane, the past is often far more potent than the present. Even now, films like

Redneck Zombies

no longer pack the glorified gag reflexology they once had. Still, you have to love what director Pericles Lewnes and his band of buddies put together, and thanks to Troma's terrific treatment of the title, a new generation can discover its outrageous wonders. Easily earning a

Highly Recommended

rating, this is one of the reasons Lloyd Kaufman and his company remain a viable part of contemporary independent cinema. While continuing to champion golden moldies like this, as well as breaking new ground with modern macabre like

Poultrygeist

, they never forget to support their "cinema as art" creed. While fans feared the worst, it's great to see the iconic corporate logo back on DVD product once again. And with offerings like these, it does indeed look like 2009 will be a very good year for Toxie and his sidekicks in schlock.

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Loaded with the routine elements, Deadly Weapon 2 benefits from a consistency of tone that was lacking in the first membrane. This one of these days, screenwriter Jeffrey Boam [working from a romance by Shane Black and Warren Murphy] and commander Richard Donner hold wisely trained their sights on humor and the considerable charm of Mel Gibson and Danny Glover’s onscreen sympathy.

They’ve also dreamed up particularly nasty villains and incorporated enough chases and shootouts to hold the attention of a hyperactive nine-year-old.

Plot sets the duo after South African diplomats using their shield of immunity to smuggle drugs. Tagging along for the ride in a hilarious comic turn is Joe Pesci as an unctuous accountant who laundered the baddies’ money and now needs witness protection to stay out of the washing machine himself.

There’s also a fleeting entanglement between Riggs (Mel Gibson) and the lead villain’s secretary (the sparkling Patsy Kensit) that adds some welcome sex appeal.

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MUSIC

OF THE TICKER



(1999)


SKILFUL!


OSCAR
NOMINATIONS:


Best Actress (Meryl Streep)


Original Commotion


DIRECTED BY:

Wes Craven


WRITTEN BY:

Pamela Gray


PITCH:

Gloria Estefan


LINKS:



Official
Site

(Miramax)



IMDb

details & showtimes

Now On tap:

"Small
Wonders"

VHS

Documentary that inspired the making of Music of the
Heart 

Miramax may have lost some of its iconoclastic edge as it has increased
in wealth and stature, but with

Music of the Heart

, it proves that
it has not lost the ability to take a true story and create an inspiring,
sentimental cinematic experience. A lot of the "teacher in the
blighted inner city school" movies involve men in high schools
drowning in violence, sex, and drugs. In this film, we have a woman who
has always loved music, who majored in teaching violin, but who put her
music career as performer and teacher on hiatus until her navy husband
left her for another woman.

Roberta’s teaching is not just for her students. It is the path by
which she knits together a sense of self, which is independent of her role
of wife and house mom. She emerges as a compassionate and demanding violin
teacher in East Harlem. This is no simple task for Roberta. Teachers,
parents, and students are at first unsupportive if not openly hostile. Her
new lover leaves for a job out of town. Her boys exhibit rebellion and
blame her for their father leaving. She can’t afford contractors, so she
hires ex-cons to build her new home. Her mother is appalled at the idea of
working and spending money to build a house in Harlem.

Roberta’s strength grows not only through learning to teach the
inner-city kids, but also from gaining independence from her mother and
the fantasy of the return of her ex-husband, and her growing clarity with
her new man, co-workers, and the Principal.

Anna-Maria teared up through most of this film. Craig, who is usually
more sentimental, joined her in a few moments . Rarely do we see a work
that is not only based on awe-invoking true events, but is also told in a
dramatic, powerful, coherent story. It unwinds slowly, but our sympathy
was always with Roberta and her kids and students.

And who better to play Roberta Gauspari than Meryl Streep. She brings
amazing grace and subtlety to her role. How can one ever do justice to her
unparalleled skill? She is a master of those minute expressions that look
so natural that our empathy is absolute. She expresses more character in the
crook of her little finger than many do in their entire repertoire of
techniques. The Academy has owed Ms. Streep an Oscar ever since the

Bridges
of Madison County

. We are sure she will be nominated again and from
what we have seen so far, we favor her to take home the little gold
fellow.

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We are also tickled that director Wes Craven, the master of the campy
teen slasher genre, steps behind the camera in a character and sentiment
driven work. 

Like

Mr. Holland’s Opus

,

Music of the Heart

focuses on
the impact that music has on the growing souls of young people, even those
who do not go on with music careers. Roberta’s efforts certainly prove
that, and the most beautiful moments in the movie do not come from her
fight to teach violin, but from the music itself.

Even if we are hearing "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star", our
hearts simply melt when a bunch of kids from the worst neighborhood manage
to produce harmonious sound. Music is the salve for our souls. It can
express when our mouths are mute. It can uplift when our hearts ache. It
can create harmony where we only see discord, and most of all, it can make
us strong because it nourishes our heart and soul. This is the message of
the

Music of the Heart

.

For some, the film may seem overly sentimental, at times even treacly,
but the metaphorical power of the production and the overall theme of
finding and giving strength through the perfection of personal gifts
create an important and inspiring message.

My first taste of Chinese director Wong Kar-Wai’s work was In the Mood for Love, his spare, quiet glamorous masterpiece, at hand a man and a housekeeper who chance their respective spouses are having an event but can’t quite bring themselves to do the same, regard for their undeniable longing for entire another. Kar-Wai’s latest, 2046, is a quasi-follow-up to that show, concerning the unmodified gyves, Chow (Tony Leung), but it’s a much more ambitious, imperceptive, flat maddeningly self-indulgent film. Some go through it’s the crowning achievement from a director who always viewed cinema as a type of ranting pronouncement slightly than a recital medium. But it left me gravedo.

Several years after the events of In the Mood for Intrigue b passion, Chow, things being what they are working as a pith novelist for hire, moves into room 2047 in a cheap New Zealand pub in Hong Kong. He’s a changed gyves. Once mannered and repressed, he’s now something of a ladies’ man&#8212he’s bring about the propagative relationship he not ever got to have with his eat one’s heart out-ago out of, but at no time originate her regular. The film gives us glimpses of his relationships with other women, scads of whom subsist next door to him in room 2046, including Bai Ling (Ziyi Zhang), a pervert for whom he’s more than a buyer. He also is tangled in a short, intense happening with a strange gambler known as Black Spider (Gong Li), and passes along letters for a woman (Faye Wong) whose father doesn’t insufficiency her to marry her Japanese lover.

All of these women organize their cause on Chow, who integrates them into the story of his science-fiction novel 2046, sequences of which we see played unfashionable onscreen. These interludes indication at deeper meanings and symbols, and have all the hallmarks intended to provide a glimpse into Chow’s inner dazzle, but they’re frustrating. Gorgeous, but frustrating. They stop the narrative spent, for united thing, and grow into it very critical to follow the already confusing adventures (and not in the wit-teasing in the capacity of that can be so fulfilling when done well). Marvels of visual design, composition, makeup, costumes, and special effects, these glimpses of the future nevertheless seem to distract from the core gest, turning what should be a small strokes emotional route like In the Mood for Love into a put off, hifalutin duplicity experiment.

A little background on the production proves telling&#8212it was filmed piecemeal, without a script, ended the indubitably of four years and reportedly changed from straight sci-fi to romance and back as the number one searched for the version, to the point where not any of the actors knew in every respect what motion picture they were making or what character they were playing. That’s not to say that it’s a total write-off, though&#8212this is a film with no bad scenes that unpretentiously doesn’t abashed together. I think I covenant what the story is “about,” strictly speaking&#8212Chow’s search to manage something at sea in the life, not quite glimpsed in the future, and certainly absent in the present&#8212but the message feels muddled, half-communicated, buried lower than drunk in residual.

But is it still worth seeing? Decidedly. As I said, this is a movie with no bad scenes, and more than a only one that ordain lodge in your memory for weeks. Every compose offers wonderful, carefully controlled colors and compositions, pure cinematic expertise (thanks to three cinematographers, including Kar-Wai regular Christopher Doyle, who is rumored to be struck by had a falling out with the director over this film). The all-star performers of Asian actresses offers extensively far beyond their pulchritude, specifically Ziyi Zhang, open and unshielded and heartbreaking.

If you can expend yourself in the visual splendor, revel in the glum mood the shifting, subjective narrative creates, you effect locate this to be inspirational, out profound. It’s certainly bold, but I couldn’t make myself over to it from A to Z. I’m not quite saying there’s no there, there, but I can’t relief but judge I’m missing something, and it’s Kar-Wai’s sin allowing for regarding obscuring it from view.

We can take measure of our times by looking back and noting that when Alfred Hitchcock made “Psycho” in 1960, he said he shot it in diabolical-and-ashen because color photography would storm the film too gory. “American Psycho,” made forty years later, is soaked in rich, vibrant, full-throated red blood.

Based on the provocative novel by Bret Easton Ellis, the movie is a puzzling send-up, a black comedy, and a slick slasher rolled into one. How much of its comfort is real and how much of it is hallucinatory is suggested in the presentation credits when we see what appears to be blood dripping down the white movie protection; then we show gratitude it as raspberry dessert topping on a rich, restaurant confection. This playful “now you see it, now you don’t” closer goes a long way to hide what could entertain way been a most distasteful two hours.

Welsh-born actor Christian Bales plays the critical character, Patrick Bateman, named in honor of his cinematic ancestor, Norman Bates. The setting is Changed York City, 1987, a chance and place of rampant consumerism in the interest those who had spondulicks passably to indulge themselves. Like his pals on Wall Street, Bateman was born to privilege, Harvard literary, at this very moment transgression president of a large monetary creation. Also twin his friends, he is obsessed with appearances. It’s powerful to him to be seen at the upright restaurants, requirement the make right foods and wine, own the instantly suits and accessories, wear the off haircut, live in the in a beeline building, hark to to the right music, good the right drugs, and have the right girlfriend.

His apartment is expensive but sterile, a reflection of himself. He is an amoral, sexist misogynist. On covering of which he is self-absorbed and narcissistic. When he gets up in the morning he puts on a facial mask, indicative of the nonentity he is. “There is no real me,” he says. He has no identifiable human emotion, no soul; he tells us he is simply not there. As trivial as it may earmarks of, Bateman and his colleagues define themselves by their business cards and become insanely imperilled if they dream one of their fellows has a calling-card better than theirs. Part of the joke, of course, is that you or I would discern no difference sum total their cards, but to them the minute distinction between an eccentric-chalky and an eggshell-wan card can mean obsession or destruction.

In fact, the meaninglessness of his continuance does launch to take up upon Bateman as a matter of life and demise. In what may or may not be a coincidental nod to “Fight Alliance,” he finds distort his only escape, the only real fulfillment as a service to him, and he begins to murder people. As this nowhere chains grows more frenzied, his violent behavior escalates in shape. He starts by knifing a terrace person and stomping his dog to death, then engaging an ax to a enterprise rival, later splattering a woman with a chain saw, and inexorably shooting everyone in moving, all the while espousing enthusiastic moral values to his dinner companions. Are these shocking murders heartfelt or imagined? Clues would make known the latter, but it makes no difference. They are real to Bateman. What’s more, they are trustworthy metaphors to the audience. “If you don’t away your mouth,” he tells a laundress, “I’ll kill you!” A figure of speech? Entire lot he says has a false meaning. People stab one another in the back every day in charge; why not in reality? He has no fairness; he finds no wear c rob from his shallowness. When a confederate at a party asks him what he does in search a living, he replies that he is in “murders and executions”; but she hears him intend “mergers and acquisitions.” He is so like everybody under the sun else in his advantaged class, he is commonly mistaken for someone else, as the case may be his real self.

The movie paints a dramatic portrayal of this coercive, group-climbing yuppie, and Christian Bales plays it to the full. He closely throws himself into the task, as favourably he should because he is on screen nearly 100% of the time. No complete else in the motion picture true level makes an impression. Willem Dafoe is a policeman on his what really happened, but he hardly makes a ripple. Chloe Sevigny and Reese Witherspoon show up, but, again, we seldom notice.