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No Laughing Matter!

2007-11-10T00:12:00.000-08:00

Whatever happened to British television comedy?

Once upon a time, you could always count on at least one or two sitcoms and a clutch of sketch shows each week guaranteed to raise a chuckle or two. From the chilly vantage point of Autumn 2007, those days seem a very long way off in the distance. The great British sitcom has all but bitten the dust, replaced by an increasingly desperate string of fourth-raters usually emanating from BBC Three - maybe it's a generational thing, but the likes of the inexplicably popular Two Pints of Lager and a Packet of Crisps [unpleasant 20-somethings shouting loudly at each other for half an hour a week] and Gavin & Stacey have both left me cold and sketch shows like Tittybangbang, Touch Me, I'm Karen Taylor and the truly awful Little Miss Jocelyn are often as incomprehensible as they are unfunny. Even the return of two of the giants of British sketch comedy, Harry Enfield and Paul Whitehouse in Ruddy Hell! It's Harry and Paul proved to be agonizingly embarrassing.

But it's not all bad news. Amid the hours of dross that pass themselves off as sitcoms these days [yes Not Going Out, The Green Green Grass, After You've Gone, Ideal et al, I am looking at you] there are the occasional gems to be found, chief among them the brilliant The Mighty Boosh [returning for a third series this very week] and the subject of one our current competitions, Peep Show.

A vehicle for David Mitchell and Robert Webb, it takes the same basic ideas as The Odd Couple and takes them off in unexpected directions. The basic idea is that two twenty-somethings, Mark [Mitchell] and Jeremy [Webb] who met at university are now sharing a flat in Croydon, south London. What makes the show stand out is the way that the various stories are all told from a first person perspective, the camera switching backwards and forwards between the viewpoints of the two main characters as they go about their daily lives.

Peep Show could so easily be dismissed as unnecessarily gimmicky on first viewing which would be doing this marvelously inventive and often incisive show a grave disservice. And far too many people did it seems - Series Four [currently running as a competition prize over at the main EOFFTV site] almost didn't happen at all when bosses at broadcasters Channel Four were unsure of commissioning a fourth batch of episodes due to consistently low viewing figures. Thankfully, they opted to go for it and Season Four proved to be a much stronger set of episodes than those in the rather tired-looking Series Three.

The themes of loneliness and alienation that ran through the first couple of years of Peep Show have here been replaced by the fear of being trapped in a relationship that is patently doomed from the very start. The series kicks off in high style with the wonderful Sophie's Parents, in which Mark reacts to a weekend at the country estate of his new girlfriend's parents in the only way he know how while Jeremy adds to the chaos by sleeping with Sophie's mum. From there on, Series Four charts Marks increasingly horrible realization that he's heading for a marriage to someone he actually hates.

Series Four ends with closure of a sort which makes it odd and perhaps regrettable that a Series Five has already been commissioned - great news that we're going to get to see more of Mark and Jeremy but worrying that it might undo the sense of an ending that Series Four provided.

Peep Show has been running on Channel Four since 2003 and demonstrates that the once daring and innovative channel [celebrating its 25th anniversary this year] hasn't entirely succumbed to tedious reality shows and endlessly recycled American imports. Other recent Four winners have included the brilliant Black Books and Garth Marenghi's Darkplace. Blessed with spot-on performances from Mitchell and Webb [so much funnier here than in their hit-or-mostly-miss sketch show That Mitchell and Webb Look] and genuinely witty, always insightful and even sometimes coruscating scripts from Jesse Armstrong and Sam Bain, Peep Show suggests that there is hope for small screen British comedy, that it's not all going to be talentless people shouting at each other in silly voices or lame retreads of already well-worn sitcom ideas.
KEVIN LYONS

Men on the Run

2007-09-25T20:42:00.000-07:00

The Fugitive (1963 - 1967), as well as being a very fine thriller series in its own right, exerted an extraordinary influence over small screen science fiction in the 1970s, so much so that at one point one might legitimately have questioned if the studio heads actually realized that other formats may have existed at all.

For those unaware - and there must surely be a few - The Fugitive featured David Janssen as Dr Richard Kimble, wrongly accused of the murder of his wife, who goes on the run from the law while tracking down the mysterious "one-armed man" who really committed the crime. Created by Roy Huggins and produced by the legendary Quinn Martin, The Fugitive ran for four seasons, was turned into a movie in 1993 and had a short-lived (one season of 22 episodes) remake in 2000.

The appeal of the format was simple and obvious - it took the chief strength of an ongoing drama series (a recurring character that the audience could come to know and care about) and the flexibility of the anthology shows (a different supporting cast and location each week) and combined them into a durable format that TV execs clearly found impossible to resist.

I was reminded just how impossible while watching episodes from the second season of The Incredible Hulk (1978 - 1982) (available in the UK now from Universal Playback). Kenneth Johnson's superhero adaptation remains one of the best remembered genre takes on The Fugitive - it replaces Richard Kimble with David Banner (the original comic character's name Bruce was replaced, allegedly because the producers thought it sounded too 'gay'!) and Lou Ferrigno as the monstrous Hulk, but in all respects it was exactly the same format: an innocent man goes on the run, drifting from one town to the next changing the lives of those he meets along the way.

The second series of The Incredible Hulk kicks off with a two-parter which seems to mark an end to Banner's wandering ways - Married finds him seeking help from experimental hypnotherapist Dr Carolyn Fields [70s US TV staple Mariette Hartley] and marrying her in Hawaii. But the Fugitive effect was so great that any chance of happiness was dashed from the off - Fields is suffering a terminal illness and the end is predictable but still rather moving.

Banner is soon back on the road and as ever tenacious journalist Jack McGee [Jack Colvin] is on his trail, just as equally tenacious cop Lt Philip Gerard [Barry Morse] tracked his quarry in The Fugitive. The rest of Season Two finds Banner and his green-skinned alter ego turning up as a mechanic at a racetrack [Ricky], a barman at a disco [Alice in Disco Land - this was 1978 and flares and mirrorballs were all the rage] and even crossed the border to Mexico [A Solitary Place]. Surprisingly, the writers managed to come up with plenty of interesting variations on the well worn theme throughout the year - Banner gets involved with the Black Panthers [Like a Brother], escapes from a chain gang [Escape From Los Santos] and even investigates the possibility that a Hulk-like creature existed in prehistoric times [Kindred Spirits].

The Incredible Hulk was successful enough to run for 5 years and, almost by default, was the best of the rash of small screen superhero adaptations from the late 70s - The Amazing Spider-Man [1978-1979] was anything but amazing, Wonder Woman [1976 - 1970] was more successful but relied on camp to the dismay of hardcore fans and Captain America [1979], Captain America II Death Too Soon [1979] and Dr Strange [1978] remained one-off made to TV movies with not even a hint of a series in sight. The Incredible Hulk was far from perfect - stories concentrated far too much on Banner and not enough on the Hulk himself and tended to stray far too easily into soap territory - but it proved beyond doubt that the innocent-man-on-the-run format was just about irresistible.

It wasn't the first genre TV show to give The Fugitive a science fiction twist - in 1967, just as The Fugitive's Richard Kimble was coming to the end of his run, the baton was picked up by David Vincent [Roy Thinnes] who went on the lam after witnessing the beginning of a covert alien invasion in The Invaders [1967-1968]. Owing as much to The Invasion of the Body Snatchers [1956] as to The Fugitive, The Invaders is fondly remembered as the one where the aliens are smart enough to mount a secret invasion but could never get the hang of those pesky little fingers.

Later, science fiction Fugitive clones were everywhere - in Planet of the Apes [1974], two astronauts are pursued by intelligent gorillas on a future Earth while another big screen spin-off, Logan's Run [1977] upped the ante and gave us three fugitives on the run from a society that systematically kills its residents at the age of 30. In 1981's The Phoenix, the alien Bennu of the Golden Light [Judson Earney Scott] is the man on the run after he's released from a casket discovered in ancient Incan ruins while in 1985's Otherworld a whole family does the Richard Kimble thing, struggling to stay ahead of state bounty hunters in an alternate dimension. Outside the genre, the most successful Fugitive variant was Kung Fu [1972 - 1975] in which David Carradine roamed the Old West dispensing slow-motion justice while hunted by more of those bounty hunters.

The format has proved durable enough to survive into the new millennium - in the much-loved Farscape [1999 - 2003], John Crichton [Ben Browder] is a combination Richard Kimble and Buck Rogers, a 20th century astronaut hurled into the future where he teams up with a whole spaceship full of fugitives; and in the less well known animation The Zeta Project [2001-2003], a robot goes walkabout after rebelling against its creator.

But of all these Fugitive departures, The Incredible Hulk remains one of the most fondly remembered - at the time, it was a huge hit in the playgrounds [go on admit it, you tried to rip your shirt like Lou Ferrigno - and how many times did you use the series' famous catchphrase "Don't make me angry - you wouldn't like me when I'm angry"?] and today it looks slow and a bit quaint but the strength of the format is such that you can still find yourself drawn into the plight of poor David Banner.

Season Two of The Incredible Hulk is out now from Universal Playback - order your copy from Amazon UK here.

Battlestar vs Battlestar

2007-08-06T11:37:00.000-07:00

The curious thing about remakes and "re-imaginings" [surely the most obnoxious term to come out of Hollywood in the last few years] is that for reasons that may never be fully understood by we mortals, the Hollywood suits choose to remake films and TV shows that were great to begin with and didn't need another version. The Texas Chain Saw Massacre [1974], Black Christmas [1974], Halloween [1978], The Twilight Zone [1959-1964], The Outer Limits [1963-1965] - they were all fantastic to begin with. Did we really need someone to come along and make an inferior copy?

Surely it would make more sense to revisit a production that showed some promise but which, for whatever reason, ended up never quite achieving its potential? That's exactly what happened with Battlestar Galactica and look what a fine job the remake team made of that.

The original Battlestar, broadcast on ABC between September 1978 and April 1979, was one of the earliest and most high profile examples of the effect that Star Wars [1977] was having on popular culture in the late 1970s. Lucas' space fantasy blockbuster revolutionised the way that film and TV producers thought about science fiction - prior to Star Wars, 70s American science fiction cinema produced the likes of Colossus - The Fobin Project [1970], The Andromeda Strain [1971], The Omega Man [1971], Dark Star [1974], Phase IV [1974] and A Boy and His Dog [1975]; even less successful efforts like Silent Running [1972] and Logan's Run [1976] at least made an effort to appear intelligent and look like they'd been made for grown up audiences. Post Star Wars, juvenile space opera was largely the order of the day [the likes of Alien [1979] and Blade Runner [1982] notwithstanding], with the likes of The Black Hole [1979], Battle Beyond the Stars [1980] and Flash Gordon [1980] dictating the way that science fiction was perceived by the general public.

Television got in early - Glen A. Larson was a veteran TV writer with credits that included episodes for The Fugitive [1963-1967], Twelve O'Clock High [1964-1967] and It Takes a Thief [1968-1970] before turning producer in 1971 with the hugely successful comedy western Alias Smith and Jones [1971 - 1973]. Always a shrewd operator, he was quick off the mark and was the first TV producer to notice the seismic effect that Star Wars was having at the box office. Cannily deciding that this was the start of something big, he pitched his idea for a small screen equivalent and Battlestar Galactica was born - though Larson long maintained that the series was actually conceived as long ago as the late 60s when it was known as Adam's Ark.

Larson originally saw Battlestar as a series of expensive one-off TV movies and indeed what eventually became the pilot film was deemed good enough to get a theatrical release outside the States and reached big screens in its homeland after the series had begun broadcasting. It ran into controversy the minute the first footage was seen, when Twentieth Century Fox, who had bankrolled Star Wars, sued Universal [the studio who had picked up the tab for the very costly Battlestar] claiming that it infringed on its copyrights in no less than 34 distinct ways.

But Universal, Larson and ABC weathered the storm [Universal counter-sued, claiming that Star Wars had lifted much from its Flash Gordon and Buck Rogers serials from the 30s as well as more recent product like the aforementioned Silent Running] and the series went on to enjoy some success before declining audiences and rising costs put paid to the show in 1979. The two-part story The Living Legends was stitched together to form the 1978 TV movie Mission Galactica The Cylon Attack which was released to cinemas in Europe and Japan and a dreadful revival series, Galactica 1980 limped through 10 episodes before it and we were put out of our miseries - a further cut and shunt job was created out of several episodes and barely bothered box offices around the world under the title Conquest of the Earth.

The original incarnation was very far from perfect - like so much small screen television, it looked cheap away from its excellent effects sequences [most of which were repeated so often throughout the episodes that they ended up feeling like old friends] and insisted that all alien races should wear silly diaphanous gowns, ridiculous uniforms and strange hairstyles. The scripts became increasingly juvenile as it wore on [and they were hardly mature to begin with] and prolonged exposure only highlighted just how slight and uninteresting the characters really were.

However, what Battlestar had - and one suspects that this is why it remains so popular today - was a mythology, a complex and fairly consistent back story that few American genre TV shows had tried up until that time. Even Star Trek [1966-1969] didn't quite manage the epic feeling of the story that underpinned Battlestar which ironically bore resemblance to Trek creator Gene Rodenberry's desire to create a "Wagon Train to the stars" than Trek ever did. Drawing heavily from Greek, Roman and Biblical mythologies, Battlestar had a fantastic base on which to build but the episodes that followed the pilot became increasingly formulaic and banal and failed to realise that potential.

When the show was "re-magined" [ugh…] in 2003, it kept much of the epic sweep of the original show but gave the show a harder edge, one informed less by classical mythology than by the events of 11 September 2001 and its fall out. Both shows used the same basic, intriguing premise - the last surviving ships of the Twelve Colonies following a devastating war with the robotic Cylons, flee in a vulnerable convoy searching for the almost mythical lost colony known as Earth.

But the post-Millennial Battlestar departed from its parent show in many other ways and its these changes that makes the remake, for some of us at least, so much better than the original. The crew of the original Galactica were meant to be "the best of the best" but, the new crew are a flawed and very human group who are simply doing the best they can and barely scraping through; the characters are far more appealing and far more identifiable than the unconvincing stock "sci fi" characters that populated the first incarnation; and the Cylons are no longer an alien race [there are apparently no alien races in the universe explored by the new Galactica crew] but human technology that has rebelled and is now bent on slaughtering its creators.

Perhaps the remake's Cylons are its greatest disappointment. Those huge, clunky machines from the original are something of a genre design classic and while I have no argument or issue of any kind with Tricia Helfer as Number Six, the new Cyclons themselves seem a bit… well, just wrong really. Not quite as iconic. Which may explain why the producers decided to go with the notion of the humanoid Cylons, twelve different models that resemble humans so closely that it's impossible to detect them. The notion that these humanoid Cylons [an idea first used, briefly, in an episode of Galactica 1980] have infiltrated the Galactica and that the identity of five of them remained unknown even to the Cylons themselves until the climax of Season Three, forms the greater part of the ongoing storyline in the remake.

Which version of Battlestar Galactica you're going to enjoy the most is largely going to depend on your taste in science fiction - if you go for flamboyant, action-oriented space opera then the original is pretty well unbeatable. If you want darker, more character-driven drama then it's the remake all the way. Neither incarnation is entirely flawless but both have much to enjoy, from the grandiose sweep of the original's mythology to the gritty machinations of the remake.

Battlestar Galactica is the way all remakes should work - take an original that had a serviceable idea but wasn't as well executed as it could have been and do something fresh with it. Not taking something was great to begin with and screwing it up. Not that anyone in Hollywood is likely to be listening…
KEVIN LYONS

Nightmare Neighbourhoods

2007-06-25T14:01:00.000-07:00

Small American towns have longed played an important role in science fiction and horror film and television - where would most of Jack Arnold's films be without them - but in the 1990s, American television transformed these sleepy little hamlets into something altogether more sinister. Kicking off with Twin Peaks [1990 - 1991], there was a bit of a fad for 'Small Town Weirdness' that continued throughout the decade and which occasionally pops up even now.

There had been precedents of course - American television had already dallied with the notion that beneath the homely veneer of picket fences and all-American values lay something much nastier, more rancid and unwholesome. Satanic cults seemed to have set up shop in small towns all over the States in early 70s TV [Black Noon [1971], Journey to the Unknown: The New People [1969], Ghost Story: Legion of Demons [1973]] and Invasion of the Body Snatchers [1956] - itself a classic of small town paranoia - has proved to be the template for many shows and TV movies, among them Jerry Sohl's Night Slaves [1970].

But it was Twin Peaks that really got city folk in a paranoid panic about those strange sorts living out in the country as surreal supernatural shenanigans replaced the hooded Satanists and alien doppelgangers. Lynch had already explored small town nastiness in Blue Velvet [1986] and one can only imagine the pitch meeting between Lynch and the suits at ABC as he tried to sell them on the idea of a surreal soap opera murder mystery about demonic visitors from a parallel dimension being investigated by a psychic FBI agent. Presumably he didn't mention the dancing dwarf who spoke backwards...

ABC were clearly not sure about what they were getting and instructed Lynch, his co-creator Mark Frost and production company Spelling Entertainment to shoot an alternate ending for the pilot that would wrap up the story in the event that they chose not to commission a full series, allowing them to sell it on as a film. The 'film' version was released on video in Europe and the pilot was sufficiently enticing to calm ABC's nerves. They were rewarded with a massive hit as the first series of 8 episodes - ostensibly about the hunt for the killer of Homecoming Queen Laura Palmer - became the most talked-about show of the year. An even weirder second season followed but the increasingly odd storylines [which culminated in a possessed Dale Cooper trapped inside the otherworldly Black Lodge] and dead-end subplots involving minor characters [brought to the fore when a major plot involving Cooper's love affair with high school girl Audrey Horne was scrapped] led to declining ratings and the show ended after 30 episodes, with the much under-rated feature film Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me [1992] filling in the back story of Laura Palmer in the days leading up to her death.

Twin Peaks may have been dead but its influence lived on. Though nothing that followed went to quite the extremes that Twin Peaks did [particularly that nightmarish, Lynch-directed final episode, still as unsettling today as when it was first broadcast on 10 June 1991], there were many shows that picked up some of the weirdness of Twin Peaks and twisted it in different directions.

First out of the gate came Northern Exposure [1990 - 1995], its first episode airing just three months after Twin Peaks debuted. Joshua Brand and John Falsey's creation was a much gentler affair than Lynch and Frosts but was no less odd. Rob Morrow starred as Dr Joel Fleischman, a young New York doctor who finds himself forced to relocate to the eccentric Alaskan town of Cicely to pay off his student debts.

Brand and Falsey were both members of the Esalen Institute in California, which promoted a humanistic alternative to mainstream education, drawing heavily on Eastern philosophies and the writings of Aldous Huxley, Carl Jung and B.F. Skinner who was an early leader at the institute. Many of the teachings of Esalen found their way into the scripts for Northern Exposure which also drew on the 'magical realism' of authors like Italo Calvino, Carlos Fuentes, Gabriel García Márquez et al and the show frequently diverted into strange fantasy and dreams. It even spoofed Twin Peaks in the 9 August 1990 episode, Russian Flu which sent-up the music and look of Peaks and made mention of the enigmatic Log Lady as well as explicitly referencing the coffee and cherry pie that most of the inhabitants of Twin Peaks seemed obsessed with.

Northern Exposure was a outré than Twin Peaks, less concerned with surreal horror and much happier to play with surreal light comedy, and the characters were generally more likeable. This may explain why it outlived Twin Peaks, running to six excellent seasons packed full of intelligently written essays on the eccentricities of life in a remote, cut-off community.

During the early run of Northern Exposure, producer Joshua Brand was involved in a similar series, Going to Extremes, which sent a group of American medical students to a Caribbean island and again meeting an odd assortment of characters. It proved to be just a bit to much like going over old ground and the show lasted a single season.

Director Joe Dante was just one of the talents involved with Eerie, Indiana [1991 - 1992] a short lived but brilliant comedy that saw young Marshall Teller and his family relocate from New Jersey to the eponymous town which turns out to be "the centre of weirdness for the universe." Among the inhabitants are Elvis Presley, twins who retain their youth by sleeping in Tupperware, a pack of dogs conspiring to take over the world, Mr Chaney the werewolf and many other often borderline-dangerous eccentrics.

Although Eerie, Indiana mostly played it for laughs, it had a more direct line of descent from Twin Peaks than Northern Exposure - it was weirder for a start and despite the jokier tone and feeling that the show was being pitched at a much younger audience, there was still a palpable sense of unease running through the show. The terrors were mostly those that would trouble the under tens [a lot of the creepiness centres around the local school and adults are certainly not to be trusted] but the humour and unpredictability of the scripts proved enough incentive for adults to stay with the show during its criminally short run. It even got decidedly post-modern when, in the episode Reality Takes a Holiday, Marshall [played by Omri Katz] finds a script for a TV show in his mailbox. Suddenly he's in a television studio, playing a character called Marshall, and everyone thinks his name is Omri...

As alluded to above, Eerie, Indiana is similar to Twin Peaks in one main respect - it didn't last very long. A single season of just 19 episodes in fact - a twentieth, The Jolly Rogers, was written by Will A. Akers but was never filmed. It was something of a hallmark of these 'Nightmare Neighbourhood' shows with only Northern Exposure managing to stay the course. Eerie, Indiana was sort-of revived in 1998 with the equally short-lived [it too lasted only a season] Eerie, Indiana: The Other Dimension, shot in Canada and starring none of the original cast.

Picket Fences [1992 - 1996] was the brainchild of David E. Kelly, later to bring us more small screen weirdness in the shape of Ally McBeal [1997 - 2002]. Picket Fences was set in the seemingly idyllic small town [aren't they all?] of Rome, Wisconsin where the cows give birth to human babies, mayors invariably meet sticky ends, a serial bather is on the loose, breaking into residents homes and leaving unsightly soap rings in their baths, and Sheriff Jimmy Brock [Tom Skeritt] struggles to make sense of it all.

Picket Fences differentiated itself from other Twin Peaks derived dramas by pretending to be a crime drama - every week, some sort of misdemeanour would be committed and Sheriff Brock would dutifully investigate, but invariably the crimes were never quite the sort of things other small screen cops would be expected to deal with. Violent shoot-outs with crazed drug lords? Organised crime on your tail? Bent cops giving you grief? That's nothing compared to the catalogue of bizarre cases investigated by Brock and his deputies, the gung-ho Maxine and former big-city cop Kenny. Murder by steamroller, a Tin Man murdered on stage during an amateur performance of The Wizard of Oz, a mercy-killing nun, a possible UFO abduction and the messy fates of that seemingly never-ending string of mayors were all in a days work for the Rome PD.

Much more in the Northern Exposure vein than of eccentricity rather than the dark surrealism of Twin Peaks, Picket Fences wasn't afraid to tackle 'big' issues [foetal tissue transplantation, the Holocaust and AIDS were just some of the issues it turned its hand to] and as you'd expect from a writer of Kelley's calibre the scripts were intelligent, witty and crammed full of characters that are not easily forgotten. Indeed for some of us, this remains his best work.

Kelley managed to work in a couple of crossover with another of his shows, Chicago Hope [1994 - 2000] - in the 1994 Picket Fences episode Rebels With Causes, two of the residents of Rome travel to Chicago Hope Hospital, while in the Chicago Hope episode Small Sacrifices [1995], one of the Rome residents again seeks medical assistance at the hospital.

More intriguingly, Kelley pulled off a sort-off crossover with The X Files [1993 - 2002], another show that benefited from the space opened up by Twin Peaks and which itself featured a number of creepy small towns [Red Museum [1994], Die Hand die Verletzt [1995], War of the Coprophages [1996], Home [1996], Bad Blood [1998] et al]. Kelley and X Files supreme Chris Carter had discussed the idea of a full-on crossover but as the shows were on rival networks, it simply wasn't going to happen. Instead, they managed to sneak a much more subtle crossover under the noses of the suits - the Picket Fences episode Away In a Manger involves strange goings-on involving the local cows, and one character specifically mentions that something similar had happened recently in the nearby town of Delta Glen. It's absolutely no coincidence whatsoever that the X Files story Red Museum was set in the fictional Wisconsin town of Delta Glen and also featured odd happenings with cows. The Picket Fences episode even namedrops the very same Dr Larsen who appeared in The X Files - and amazingly no-one at CBS, home of Picket Fences and the network most against the crossover, noticed!

Sticking much closer to the Twin Peaks formula was the wonderful American Gothic [1995 - 1996], another criminally short-lived show, this one created by Shaun Cassidy and exec produced by Sam Raimi. The Evil Dead director was busy on the small screen for some while from the mid-1990s [Hercules The Legendary Journeys [1995 - 1999], Young Hercules [1998 - 1999], Xena Warrior Princess [1995 - 2001], Cleopatra 2525 [2000 - 2001]] but American Gothic was by far and away the best TV show to bear his name.

Gary Cole, hitherto best known for his role of late-night radio presenter Jack Killian in the excellent Midnight Caller [1988 - 1991] turns in a terrific and terrifying turn as Sheriff Lucas Buck, the corrupt and possibly demonic lawman of Trinity, South Carolina who starts to pursue his estranged young son Caleb as the town's twisted network of sometimes unfathomable relationships starts to unravel. Caleb is watched over by his dead sister Merlyn [whose repeated cry of "there's someone at the door!" remains the show's most chilling memory] but even her motivations are called into question in a show where the line between Good and Evil is extremely hazy.

Blessed with an excellent cast [which also included Paige Turco, Brenda Bakke, Sarah Paulson and, in the episode Meet the Beetles, Bruce Campbell], directors who knew how to work up and sustain an atmosphere of dread and unease [among them TV veterans James Frawley, Bruce Seth Green and Mel Damski] and clever, sharp scripts [from the likes of Miracle Mile's [1988] Steve De Jarnatt and Stephen Gaghan, future Oscar winner for Traffic [2000]], American Gothic should have been the one that broke the Nightmare Neighbourhoods duck and joined Northern Exposure in a long lifespan. Sadly it wasn't to be - network CBS seemed to have no idea what they'd been given by Cassidy and Raimi and constantly moved it around the schedules, pre-empted new episodes and finally pulled the plug with four episodes still unshown.

American Gothic deserved a better hand than the one it was dealt - today it's still creepy as hell, it's multi-layered scripts ensuring that it remains repeatedly watchable over a decade later. The characters are the best drawn of any of the post-Twin Peaks shows and the eternal story of Good vs Evil is given enough new wrinkles to ensure American Gothic a devoted cult following who are still prepared to fly the flag for a show that deserved so much more from a network who simply didn't seem to understand what it was trying to do.

Shaun Cassidy - a former musician, half-brother of pop star David Cassidy - returned to small town America in 2005 for Invasion which saw a small community under threat from aliens who infiltrate the town in the wake of a hurricane.

The thread of American 'Small Town Weirdness' shows largely petered out after American Gothic, though their influence can still be detected today - the bizarre Carnivalé [2003 - ], though set mostly in a travelling circus, has some of the same sense of all not being well beneath the smiley veneer of small town America and the Sci-Fi Channel's recent Eureka [2006 - ongoing] [A Town Called Eureka in the UK] revived the formula to great success. Jericho [2006 - 2007], although much more concerned with post-9/11 fears of terrorism, also had some of that 'Small Town Weirdness' about it.

Even British television got in on the act, though given that it's a smaller country and towns tend to be less remote than some of those in the States. Springhill [1996 - 1997] was a 26 episode / two series show shown on satellite/cable channel Sky One. Set not in a remote town but a suburb of Liverpool, it featured the Freeman family whose already complicated lives [here of their five children were actually mothered by Eva Morrigan with who Jack Freeman had once had an affair] were made even more convoluted when Eva returns and seems to be a witch and angels seem be watching over the family as a full scale war between Good and Evil threatens to tear the family apart.

Much later, the ITV soap opera Night and Day [2001 - 2003] transplanted the basic premise of Twin Peaks [the tragedy of a young resident, in this case 16 year old Jane Harper who vanishes without trace, and its devastating effects on a community] to Greenwich in south east London. It featured a mysterious stranger who could stop time and, in the last episode, a ghost and drew heavily on the "guilty-secrets-uncovered-by-tragedy" theme that had run through Twin Peaks but the inner city setting worked against it and it simply wasn't as creepy, effective or memorable as Lynch and Frost's original.
KEVIN LYONS

Thanks to Tise Vahimagi for his ideas and help - and for the title!

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Down Dark Alleys and Through Darker Minds...

2007-03-13T19:56:00.000-07:00

What, I hear you ask, is EOFFTV doing giving away a film noir box Set? What does this hard-boiled crime genre have to do with the sort of films we cover here? More than you might think...

Film noir and the horror film in particular have much in common - not only did they share many of the same writers and directors [Edgar G. Ulmer, Fritz Lang, Irving Pichel et al] but also shared many of the same concerns. Both genres hold a mirror up to the society in which they were made and reflects back some of the more unhealthy and unpalatable truths that society would rather remained repressed. Both are far better equipped to deal with the seamier and more confrontational side of modern society than any other genre which probably goes some way to explaining the longevity of their popularity - despite claims to the contrary, noir still gets made though its tropes and techniques have generally been subsumed into other genres.

Film noir is often discussed as though it were a genre in itself and has become a useful - if often mis-used - label to hang on a certain type of film. But it's probably more useful to consider noir as a collection of themes, techniques and styles that have proven themselves remarkably adaptable, able to be applied to films of other genres to give them that unmistakable noir feel. We've can science fiction noir [Alphaville [1965], Soylent Green [1973] and most notably Blade Runner [1982]] and the whole cyberpunk movement channelled the greats of literary noir into a whole new form of science fiction literature; animation noir [watch either of the Ghost in the Shell films and you'll see many of the noir tropes in anime form]; even, arguably, film noir westerns [Lust For Gold [1949], The Return of Jesse James [1950], Dead Man [1995]].

Quite often, the most interesting films are those born when genres collide and the fusion of horror and film noir in particular has spawned some truly impressive and unique films. The cross-pollination of the two genres began early - in 1943, Reginald LeBorg directed Lon Chaney Jr in Calling Dr Death which displayed many of the iconic techniques associated with noir and many of the low budget 40s offerings from Poverty Row specialists PRC employed the same style PRC of course made one of the seminal 40s noirs, Edgar G. Ulmer's wonderful Detour [1945]].

The first truly great horror film to make use of noir's signature look, feel and attitude was Charles Laughton's still extraordinary The Night of the Hunter [1955] which drew heavily on German Expressionism, another of the factors that unites horror and noir - both genres have solid roots in the form and drew many of their early practitioners from adherents of Expressionism.

Curiously, more horror films have made use of noir in the years since the form's heyday - the TV movie Cast a Deadly Spell [1991] is a deliberate pastiche of film noir in a horror setting; Lord of Illusions [1995], based on the Clive Barker novel, and Alan Parker's extraordinary Angel Heart [1987] both mix the hard-boiled detective genre with noir styles and horror themes; even higher profile, more mainstream horrors got in on the act - Fatal Attraction [1987], Se7en [1995] and Silence of the Lambs [1991] all called on the noir tradition to varying degrees. And on the small screen, The X Files [1993 - 2002] directors were clearly well versed in the history of film noir.

So horror and film noir are no strangers to one another and anyone interested in horror should do at least a superficial delve into the murky, sordid world of noir. The box set we're giving away at the moment contains four of the best, particularly Billy Wilder's classic Double Indemnity [1944] which would be as good a place as any to start of you haven't tried noir yet. Convinced? Then why not enter our Film Noir competition here - and if you can't wait, the Classic Cuts: Film Noir collection is available to buy from 26 March 2007.
KEVIN LYONS

Hitchcock's Hidden Secret?

2007-03-12T12:21:00.000-07:00

If there's one director who's already had more than enough written about him and his films, it's probably Alfred Hitchcock. But re-watching old tapes of the classic Alfred Hitchcock Presents TV show in advance of their Region 2 DVD release, I found myself, as I often do, wandering again about the man behind some of the most iconic of all cinematic images. Again, much has been written about what Hitchcock's films and TV work revealed about the man himself, most notably Donald Spoto's The Dark Side of Genius: The Life of Alfred Hitchcock (1999).

Spoto made some extraordinary and fascinating claims about Hitchcock's psychology, presenting his subject as a mixed bag of paranoias, obsessions and pathological urges, among them fantasies of rape, misogyny, a mother fixation and a good many others. But in recent times, we've seen another psychological disorder put forward as a possible explanation some of the neuroses and emotional quirks that Hitchcock seemed possessed by - could Hitchcock have suffered from Asperger Syndrome, a neurobiological pervasive development disorder closely related to autism?

Typically characterised by problems with social and communication skills, it seems to be being used by some writers and even Asperger support groups to explain some of Hitchcock's more eccentric on- and off-set behaviour.

It should be noted that although Austrian paediatrician Hans Asperger first wrote about the disorder in 1944, it didn't become widely recognised as a condition until the early 90s and Hitchcock died in 1980, so any attempt at a diagnosis can only be made retrospectively and be based on third-hand information gleaned from the many, many books, articles and interviews that have appeared over the years and should be approached with caution and scepticism.

Whatever you may think of Spoto's well-informed study of Hitchcock's psyche, there was at least some evidence to back up his claims. Looking at the six main characteristics of Asperger in turn, it's difficult to see exactly any such evidence to support the claim that Hitchcock was indeed a sufferer:

1: Difficulty with Reciprocal Social Interactions
This seems to be the key symptom that has led many observers to this conclusion, though if that is the case, they're making a deeply flawed assumption. In essence, it means that the Asperger sufferer finds any kind of "normal" social interaction difficult and fails to understand the "give-and-take" of conversation.

Now while it's true that Hitchcock played sometimes cruel practical jokes on his cast and crew, seemingly oblivious the ramifications of his actions, to suggest that one of the most eloquent and erudite of film directors should have communications difficulties is extraordinary. Indeed, he was known to have worked very closely with his scriptwriters on the initial crafting of his scripts, hardly the behaviour of a man who failed to understand the mechanics of conversation.

2. Impairments in Language Skills
Have you ever seen Hitchcock being interviewed? Or any of those marvellous introductions to Alfred Hitchcock Presents? Again, hardly the work of a man who found using language to express thoughts, feelings, and emotions difficult. Quite the opposite in fact - Hitchcock's witty and often mordant on-screen introductions were often the highlight of the episode and he frequently recorded more than one of them. Special versions were shot for the UK removing some of Hitch's barbed comments about the show's sponsors and during the third season, he even filmed intros in French and German, languages he was fluent in.

3. Narrow Range of Interests and Insistence on Set Routines
Now this one could easily be twisted to suit any truly creative film director - it suggests Hitchcock had a limited range of thematic interests which simply couldn't be further from the truth. Take one of his films from each of six decades in which he worked and no two of them will be alike. Sure, there were themes that he returned to from time to time [particularly the wronged-man-on-the-run] but to suggest that Hitchcock had a narrow range of interests is absurd.

4. Motor Clumsiness
I can find no evidence to support of discredit the notion that Hitchcock suffered any problems with motor skills - other than those one might expect from a man of his build - and would very much like to hear any evidence for or against.

5. Cognitive Issues
One of the fundamental symptoms of Asperger in something referred to as "mindblindness", the inability to make inferences about what another person is thinking, a lack of empathy. Hitchcock's delight in playing cruel jokes on cast, crew, family and friends may suggest to some that he lacked the ability to understand what the consequences of his actions would be on those people, but it's probably more accurate to say that Hitchcock just had a bizarre and bleak sense of humour [one wonders if any of the people claiming that Hitch suffered from Asperger actually watched any of his films].

Mindblindness can also give rise to deficiencies in problem solving, mental planning and the ability to stay focused on a task - hardly qualities one would expect to find in the most influential and widely imitated film director of all time.

6. Sensory Sensitivities
Many children who suffer from Asperger develop issues with their senses, often perceiving what the rest of us would experience as a fairly mild or barely noticeable sensory event as very intense. This might seem a good thing for someone working in the visual arts it would almost certainly cripple any artistic endeavour in actuality.

I've yet to find any actual written evidence anywhere to back up the increasing number of claims that Hitchcock was an Asperger sufferer - his name has simply started to appear on lists of famous AS sufferers, compiled by people who clearly never met him and were therefore unable to make an accurate diagnosis. Chances are that in our increasingly syndrome-obsessed world we're just looking for smaller and smaller pigeonholes into which to fit people and poor Hitch has now been stuck with the AS label.

There's no doubt that he was a fascinating character with a deeply complex psyche and more than his share of psychological baggage. But maybe we just need to accept that he was like all truly great creative people [not just those who merely make films, play music, write books - those who are genuinely deserving of the label creative genius] and was deeply eccentric and emotionally flawed - which is exactly what needed to be to create the work that he did.

When you watch the new DVD releases of Alfred Hitchcock Presents [and you really should - they're even better than you'll remember them] watch those witty, caustic intros with a keener eye. There's definitely something going on behind that portly, avuncular exterior - something dark and difficult, but Asperger's? The jury's still out…

"Just one more thing..."

2007-02-02T23:33:00.000-08:00

Sometimes, the work of the fictional detective seems to have more in common with some arcane mystical practice than the rigorously methodical, logic-based process of deduction it is in real life. Real world cops rely on years of experience, methodical procedures and cutting edge technology to get their man, while their fictional counterparts seem blessed with near paranormal abilities that allow them to deduct the truth from facts and clues often overlooked by we mere mortals. Foremost among these uncanny flatfoots is of course the Prince of Detectives himself, Sherlock Holmes, whose ability to deduce the facts from limited clues often seems like the work of black magic.

On American TV, things were generally a lot easier - cops raced around town, roughing up suspects, hanging out with informants and looking good in nifty fashions, pursuing more-or-less routine avenues of detection but doing it a bit more glamorously than you'd find in your average real-life inner-city precinct. In the 1970s, the one exception to the rule was Columbo.

Although best known and loved now as the shabbily-dressed character portrayed by Peter Falk in the long-running series of television films, the character had been created by Richard Levinson and William Link for an episode of anthology series The Chevy Mystery Show, Enough Rope [1960] where he was played by Bert Freed. The character turned up again in a stage version of the same story, this time played by Thomas Mitchell and in 1968, Falk took over the role and made it his own in the pilot film Prescription: Murder, which soon led to a series within the NBC Mystery Movie umbrella, starting in 1971.

Columbo was the most unusual American TV detective show in that it was never a whodunit. The audience always knew right from the opening scenes who the killer and the victim were and what the motive behind the killing was. The earliest use of this technique, known as the "inverted mystery" is widely credited to English writer R. Austin Freeman and the creators of Columbo readily acknowledge the debt to Freeman's work.

With the sense of mystery removed [we already knew from the start who did it], what makes Columbo so compelling is the ensuing battle of psychological wits between Columbo and the killer. The shabbily dressed Lieutenant Columbo [his first name was never revealed on screen, despite what a famous question in Trivial Pursuit might have us believe - see here for more details] never used a gun, and his car certainly wasn't a souped-up penis extension with go-faster stripes, just a rather battered 1960 Peugeot 403, a means of getting him to and from work - and there was never any guarantee that it would manage that. Instead he relied solely on the one thing that so many TV 'tecs seem to lack - his wits.

When he first arrives at the murder scene - often 10 to 15 minutes into the mystery - Columbo would often seem disinterested in the crime scene, seeming befuddled, a bit lost and in danger of overlooking the clues that his more "ordinary" colleagues were carefully combing the scene for. But somewhere, the killer has made a subtle but fatal flaw and it's this weakness that Columbo eventually manages to exploit having managed to deduce the vital clue within minutes of his flustered first appearance.

The secret weapon in Columbo's arsenal seems to be his uncanny ability to read human body language, to be able to tell at a glance when someone is lying. It's actually surprisingly easy to spot when someone is lying to you as the person involved exhibits all sorts of behaviour that gives the game away, but it's something that few of us actually notice. Though Columbo certainly does. He can see when the stiff and limited physical expressions, the avoidance of eye contact, the touching of the person's own their face, throat and mouth while trying to maintain the lie. He can see how facial expressions in liars are limited largely to their mouths instead of using the whole face, can read their defensive and discomfort at being questioned and will spot the way that guilty people invariably place an object [a book, a cup, anything at hand] between themselves and their interrogator as a way for keeping them from the truth.

But what the show's writers all seemed to understand and used so well is the fact that you can catch out a liar very easily by suddenly changing the subject of a conversation, then switching back to the topic at hand with equal rapidity - a liar will gladly change the subject and become more relaxed, but the change back to the subject of the lie will often confuse them enough to tie themselves in knots and allow the lie to be revealed. Week in, week out we saw Columbo exploiting this simple behavioural tic, especially in "Just one more thing..." questions, and using it to tease the truth from his suspect.

In more recent years, as the condition has become better known, some commentators have suggested that Columbo's success as a detective might be down to him suffering from Obsessive Compulsive Disorder [OCD], an affliction that dogs a later small screen detective in a similar vein, Monk. Certainly the man in the mac has a near obsessive near to tie up the loose ends of every case he investigates, but OCD is just a currently rather trendy label to pin on people whose behaviour is seen as a fixated and slightly paranoid. Chances are that Columbo was just a bloody good cop whose abilities make him seem odd and slightly sinister but who really just refuses to give up on a case.

In fact, if Columbo is afflicted with a psychological condition it would seem to be a very slight case of sadism. Witness his masterly playing of mind games with the man or woman he suspects of having committed the crime, especially in his final mental torturing of them, allowing them to believe that they might just be getting away with this before springing one of 70s TV's most famous catch-phrases: "Just one more thing…" Columbo seemed to actively enjoy this mental sparring, allowing the killer enough hope of getting away with it that it will lull him into a false sense of security and trip them up.

These climactic scenes were always the most enjoyable parts of the show, the final pay-off as Columbo solves the last piece of the puzzle and springs his trap. There was never any real doubt that he would actually solve the case [though in one episode from Season Five, Forgotten Lady [14 September 1975], he agrees to allow the killer [played by Janet Leigh] to "get away with it" as she's clearly seriously mentally unwell and dying] but watching the killer initially believing that they were cleverer than Columbo [there's a real class conflict subtext at work in Columbo, with the working class gumshoe invariably taking on mainly middle-class adversaries] before panicking, making mistakes and finally marveling like the rest of us at the tenacity of the scruffy little man's perspicacity and relentlessness.
KEVIN LYONS

Columbo Season 5 is released on UK DVD by Universal on 12 February 2007, priced £29.99.

The shape of things to come...

2006-12-11T14:04:00.000-08:00

I've been promising this for some time, but here's the first look at some of what the new version of EOFFTV, now due to launch at the end of January 2007, will look like. There's still much to do, not only with transferring the data but also setting up the graphics - note that the graphics in the images below are provisional and will be a bit nattier by the time the new site launches. The new look is cleaner and tidier than the existing site, retaining some of the iconic images that have been with us for the last three years, but removing a lot of the clutter that has accumulated over the years.

In this first shot, we see what the basic pages will look like - not every entry will have the bar at the right hand side of the screen, but many of them will, with posters, links you can use to buy DVDs, additional information and all sorts of other goodies.

In this shot, we can see the effects of the first of the many new gadgets that the new EOFFTV will have - the ability to remove both the left and right bars, making it a lot easier to get a clean printout:

And finally for now, a look at what one of the review pages will look like. For many of these reviews, I'll have a series of screen captures in the right bar giving you some idea of what the film or TV show under review actually looks like:

Hopefully all this meets with your approval - it's only a taste of what's to come and there are still many improvements to be made as well as fine tuning some of those already in place, including improving the search facility and refining the new updates system which I'll be showing off over Christmas.

I'd love to hear your thoughts on any of this, so please feel free to leave feedback below.

Laudanum, Madness and the End of the World As We Know It

2006-11-21T14:01:00.000-08:00

Anyone with an interest in archive television and who is within reach of the National Film Theatre on London's South Bank throughout December are in for a treat as the BFI are dragging lots of long unseen gems from the archive.

There are two TV related events on in December, the first being the now annual Missing Believed Wiped event, a celebration of British TV shows that were once thought to have been destroyed and lost forever but which have thankfully turned up again. This year, the event is split into two screenings, both taking place on Saturday 2 December. Comedy Plus, which kicks off at 18:30, will feature a second chance to see the rare Out of the Trees episode pilot by Douglas Adams and Graham Chapman, an admag [one of those often unintentionally bizarre collections of TV ads that used to keep British TV viewers perplexed back in the day] and a 1961 episode of The Executioner, a drama about the French Resistance starring the unlikely pairing of Patrick McGoohan and comedian Charlie Drake...

Earlier that same day, the NFT are presenting a screening that no self-respecting fan of British telefantasy will want to miss. Kicking off at 15:50 the Nuclear Threat screening consists of the Out of the Unknown episode Level Seven [1966] directed by British TV legend Rudolph Cartier and, even more excitingly, a rare chance to see the Nigel Kneale drama The Crunch in which London is held to ransom by nuclear terrorists.

Also of interest will be the Tales of Laudanum and Madness strand, "A selection of television drama based on outstanding tales of murderous conspiracy infused with the tincture of opium by writers Edgar Allan Poe, Wilkie Collins and Sheridan Le Fanu." The many temptations on offer in this series include:

Friday 1 December [at 20:40] and Thursday 7 December [at 18:30]
20:40: Sheridan Le Fanu & HG Wells: Mystery and Imagination: Uncle Silas [1968] / Spine Chillers: The Red Room [1980]

Wednesday 6 December at 20:10
Special TV Preview: Ruby in the Smoke [2006] - Billie Piper stars in this adaptation of the Phillip Pullman novel with the author in attendance for a Q&A

Saturday 16 December [at 18:00] and Wednesday 20 December [at 20:30]
Woman in White - the 1997 BBC version of Wilkie Collin's novel starring Tara Fitzgerald, Simon Callow and Ian Richardson.

Monday 18 December [at 20:40]
Edgar Allan Poe: The Fall of the House of Usher, from Mystery and Imagination in 1966, starring Susannah York and Denholm Elliot; also a 1975 BBC version of The Imp of the Perverse with former Doctor Who companion Lalla Ward; and a 1991 Channel 4 adaptation of The Tell-Tale Heart starring Steven Berkoff.

Tuesday 19 December [at 18:40]
Dark Angel - another version of Uncle Silas, made by the BBC in 1989, starring Beattie Edney and Peter O'Toole and directed by Peter Hammond.

Wednesday 20 December [at 18:10] and Saturday 30 December [at 15:40]
Wyvern Mystery - the BBC's excellent adaptation of the Le Fanu story starring Naomi Watts.

Thursday 21 December [at 18:20] and 29 December [at 20:30]
Wilkie Collins: The Woman In White - another version of the Wilkie Collins classic, dating 1957 [it was shown as part of Thames Television's Hour of Mystery and stars Sarah Lawson, Ewan Solon and Eric Pohlman. Also: The Moonstone - the penultimate and only surviving episode of the 1959 series; and A Terribly Strange Bed from the Orson Welles' Great Mysteries series of 1974.

For more details and booking details for any of these must-see screenings, visit the NFT's website.

The "Defective Detective"

2006-10-24T10:51:00.000-07:00

Sometimes it seems - particularly in the States - as though every possible twist and variation on the tried and trusted cop show has been done. But occasionally, something comes along that's so out of the blue, so unexpected that it make you site up, take notice and hold out hope that maybe, just maybe, there are a few new ideas left.

One such show in the excellent Monk which offers us something we've never see in a cop show before - a hero who suffers from obsessive compulsive disorder. Adrian Monk is a former cop traumatised by the death of his wife in a car bomb attack who spent three years locked in his house refusing to leave before finally being coaxed out by his nurse Sharona who continues to help him now that he's doing consultancy work for the police. Afflicted from an early age with obsessive-compulsive disorder which now gives him a compulsive attention to detail, allowing him to spot clues and patterns that the cops may have missed.

At first it might look like that the OCD angle is just a gimmick, a cheap attempt to ring the changes in a show which would otherwise have been a fairly ordinary, if well made and acted, police procedural. But although there were a few dissenting voices, there was plenty of praise for the show from medical community, mainly because, although the depiction of OCD isn't completely accurate, it was the first popular show to highlight the condition and give audiences an insight into what can be a very strange and distressing disorder.

OCD affects very few people - only between 1 and 3.3% - but the effects on its sufferers can be devastating. While studying for a psychology degree many years ago, my class was shown a video of a young woman affected by OCD and her attempts to get through an ordinary day while struggling with her many tics and obsessions. Watching the poor woman trying to leave her house while obsessing over things like how ajar all the internal doors were was deeply affecting and remains one of the most enduring images from my three years of study.

Monk displays many of the more characteristic oddities of the average OCD sufferer - he obsesses about germs and, in one of the most common traits, is fixated on symmetry, always trying to impose order of a chaotic world. It's rare for a real life sufferer to exhibit quite as many of the symptoms as Monk displays but everything he does is characteristic of the disorder. As such, although Monk is often played for gentle humour, there is an underlying sense of the very real torment that sufferers can experience.

And those sufferers themselves seem to have warmed to the character of Monk and seem more than happy that their ailment has been given some long overdue exposure, helping to bust some of the myths surrounding it. As Monk began its third season in 2004, Patricia Perkins, executive director of the Obsessive-Compulsive Foundation and an OCD sufferer herself, surveyed the many emails she had been receiving regarding the show and found that the majority of OCD sufferers were in favour of the show and what it was trying to do.

The beauty of the show is that, although you'll laugh at some of Monk's more eccentric behaviour, it never invites you to laugh at Monk himself. It helps to remove some of the stigma and fear of the illness that can result when the non-afflicted first encounter an OCD sufferer [it can be very distressing in the most severe cases]. It helps that Monk is played with sensitivity by the brilliant Tony Shalhoub, whose performance is outstanding and has helped to raise the public profile of OCD, particularly in the States - so much so that Shalhoub has claimed, with some justification, that his character is now the "poster boy" for OCD sufferers.

If, like me, you came late to Monk, you're got a real treat in store as you try to catch up - and you really should. Its a genuinely offbeat show that mixes comedy with sleuthing better than anything else we've seen in recent years. If you haven't succumbed to the eccentric charms of TV's most unusual detective, pop over to the competition page where you could win one of five boxsets of season four up for grabs - I promise you won't regret it!

What a Performance!

2006-10-22T10:36:00.000-07:00

Every so often, British television does something that completely surprises you. It doesn't happen often, but when it does it's so exciting that you just want to share it with someone. And the current goings-on on the Performance Channel are one such event.

I have no idea what the US version of Performance is like but I suspect it's pretty much the same as it is here in the UK. Until recently, it was the home of more highbrow entertainment - classical music concerts, ballet, opera, jazz, you know the sort of thing. But recently, something completely unexpected has been happening at nights on Performance. Some time last year, the British Performance Channel was bought by cable TV giants Eicom and there was some talk of them starting a new channel, Performance Horror, which would act as a rival to the existing specialist channel Zone Horror, formerly The Horror Channel. That has yet to materialise, but at some point they seem to have bought the entire catalogues of Crown International - distributors of cult crap throughout the 70s and 80s - and Eros, the old British low-budget distributor from the 50s and 60s.

With Performance Horror still not happening, the cream of this bizarre back catalogue is now showing on Performance Channel after 23:00 each evening - after a day of Oscar Petterson, Strauss in Vienna or Bizet's Carmen British cable and satellite TV viewers can now settle down for a triple bill every night of fabulous low-budget trash, usually comprising a double bill of American films [at least one of which is a Crown International release] and finally, in the very early hours, a creaky old British movies from the glory days of the quota quickies.

One of the many little pleasures of the Performance Channel screenings is to be fount in the eccentricity of their presentation. Advertised films don't turn up and are replaced by something similar [so you never know what you've got when you check your recordings the next morning] and when they do show up they're occasionally shown in very strange ways - last night, for example, we had the dreadful comedy The Beach Girls [1982] - directed by Bud Townsend of porno version of Alice in Wonderland [1976] infamy. After one ad break [and more on those in a moment] the film returned to where it was a few minutes before the break began, then ground to a halt with a caption reading "End of Part 1". After a few seconds of blank screen, up came "Part 2" and off we went...

The ad breaks on Performance are bizarre - they seem to include them just because they have to and often they have no ads to show at all. Instead we get a 30 second piece montage of back stage clips from The Old Vic and then we're back into the film. Elsewhere, there's a 10 second flash for Kenco Coffee that gets shown on its own [yes, you read right, 10 second ad breaks...] or the same ad for conservatories of language courses. It's all very, very strange...

But who am I to criticise when they're showing such strange and rare films? Already we've had Trip With the Teacher [1974], a very rare Last House on the Left knock-off with Zalman King as the leader of a gang of rapacious bikers; William Grefé's Stanley, about a native American using snakes to kill those who cross him; Dorothy Stratten in Galaxina, Mae West's fabulously awful Sextette and much more besides.

For those of you who can get The Performance Channel and haven't yet heard about this treasure trove of lost junk, don't despair - most of the films already shown are being repeated throughout November. These screenings don't seem to have been at all well advertised so to do our bit EOFFTV will keep you up to date with what's due to be shown each month - though bear in mind that the schedule change without warning so don't blame me if something you really wanted to see doesn't actually turn up!

OK, here's what's showing for the rest of October - November's schedules to follow next week:

SUNDAY 22 OCTOBER
23:00 - 0045: Patriot [1986] - ex-Navy SEAL helps to track down terrorists who have made off with a nuclear weapon.

MONDAY 23 OCTOBER
00:45 - 02:30: Blue Money [1972] - a porn film director makes the mistake of getting involved in affair with one of his stars.
02:30 - 03:45: Home To Danger [1951] - a drug dealer tries to kill his partner's daughter; directed by Terence Fisher.
23:00 - 00:45: The Resurrection of Zachary Wheeler [1971] - Leslie Nielson stars as a reporter who stumbles upon some nasty medical experiments.

TUESDAY 24 OCTOBER
00:45 - 02:30: Malibu Beach [1978] - teen comedy starring no-one you've ever heard of.
02:30 - 04:00: Kill Me Tomorrow [1957] - another Terence Fisher thriller, co-directed by Francis Searle.
23:00 - 00:45: Single Room Furnished [1968] - Jayne Mansfield's last film.

WEDNESDAY 25 OCTOBER
00:45 - 02:15: My Chauffeur [1986] - mid-80s teen comedy. Says it all surely...
02:15 - 03:45: Keep it Clean [1956] - British comedy about a man who develops a revolutionary new cleaning machine.
23:00 - 00:45: Glen and Randa [1971] - bonkers post-apocalyptic science fiction film that should have been a lot better than it was...

THURSDAY 26 OCTOBER
00:45 - 02:15: The Pom Pom Girls [1976] - Robert Carradine heads the cast in another teen comedy. Also stars 70s cult icon Rainbeaux Smith.
02:15 - 03:45: Life in Emergency Ward 10 [1959] - big screen spin-off from the popular British TV series, directed by Robert Day [Grip of the Strangler [1958], Corridors of Blood [1958], First Man Into Space [1959] et al].
23:00 - 00:30: The Hellcats [1967] - female biker gangs on the rampage.

FRIDAY 27 OCTOBER
00:30 - 02:00: Revenge of the Cheerleaders [1976] - Rainbeaux Smith again in a film that pretty much does exactly what the title says.
02:00 - 03:00: Murder at 3am [1953] - British crime thriller directed by Francis Searle, starring Dennis Price.
23:00 - 00:45: Wild Riders [1971] - a pair of thugs rape two women and take over their home.

SATURDAY 28 OCTOBER
00:45 - 02:30: Weekend Pass [1984] - dreadful attempt to remake On the Town [1949] without the songs and without the jokes.
02:30 - 04:00: Live It Up [1963] - Lance Comfort directed David Hemmings in a rock-and roll musical.
23:00 - 01:00: Hunk [1987] - don't waste time or tape on this terrible comedy about computers, the devil and the creation of "the perfect man". Bloody awful in every respect.

SUNDAY 29 OCTOBER
01:00 - 02:30: Virgin Queen of St Francis High [1987] - a high school jock tries to score with a virginal beauty queen.
02:30 - 04:30: The Master of Bankdam [1947] - brothers fight for control of the family business in this period piece directed by Walter Forde and edited by Terence Fisher.
23:00 - 00:30: Click: The Calendar Girl Killer [1990] - a serial killer stalks fashion models; directed by Ross Hagen who also turns up as the star of many of these films.

MONDAY 30 OCTOBER
00:30 - 02:00: Not Tonight, Darling [1971] - hopeless early 70s British sex comedy - without any sex or comedy...
02:00 - 03:30: 29 Acacia Avenue [1945] - British comedy starring Jimmy Hanley, Megs Jenkins and Dinah Sheridan.
20:00 - 21:40: Tread Softly Stranger [1958] - crime thriller starring Diana Dors.
23:00 - 00:45: The Demon [1979] - the great Cameron Mitchell went to South Africa for this horror movie.

TUESDAY 31 OCTOBER
00:45 - 02:30: Games That Lovers Play [1970] - Joanna Lumley stars in a terrible British sex comedy.
02:30 - 04:00: And The Same To You [1960] - boxing related British comedy starring the king of the farces, Brian Rix; first Doctor Who William Hartnell; Carry On legend Sid James; and TV comedy magician Tommy Cooper.
23:00 - 00:30: Blood Mania [1970] - obscure American horror film.

REVIEW: New Police Story [2004]

2006-10-13T07:00:00.000-07:00

After frittering away his considerable talents in far too many Hollywood productions that really didn't do his considerable talents justice [The Tuxedo [2001], the Shanghai Noon and Rush Hour films, Around the World in 80 Days [2004]], Jackie Chan returned home to Hong Kong for his first proper leading role there in years with San ging chaat goo si, now making it to the UK as New Police Story. The result isn't quite on a par with those classic action movies that Chan made back in the 80s, but it's head and shoulders above the rest of his recent work and is more fun than just about anything else we've seen in a cinema this year.

Chan is fabulous as ever - who'd believe that he was 50 years old when he made this? He looks great and has lost none of the daring athleticism that has earned him the adoration of millions around the world. When we first see him, it's a pretty atypical appearance - drunk as a skunk and vomiting copiously in a back alley. He's playing that most tiresome of movie clichés, the washed up cop, driven to the bottle by the massacre of his special unit by a band of rich pretty-boy spoilt kids who wile away their meaningless days staging elaborate bank robberies and tormenting the police.

Chan - that's the character's name as well - is called back to duty when the gang reappears and the stage is set for a series of outlandish stunts and scraps as he teams up with a young partner [played by pop-star / actor / idol Nicholas Tse] who may not be quite what he seems.

The first thing you notice in New Police Story is that it's not a comedy - Chan has been typecast in the west as the slapstick martial artist, Hollywood producers failing to understand that, although he made more than his share of knockabout comedy in Hong Kong, he's also a very accomplished straight actor. Here he gets the chance to play it straight and he does a fantastic job.

The plot is almost defiantly old school and all the better for it - it doesn't try to be clever, hip or ground-breaking. It just sets out to deliver the goods and it certainly manages to do that - the action is thick and fast, the stunts awesome [I was convinced that the Jackie-running-from-unfeasibly-large-explosion shot had to be a CGI effect until seeing the obligatory outtakes during the end credits] and the cast pretty, athletic and great fun to watch. And the whole package is beautifully shot by Anthony Pun and directed with commendably few flashy or showy moments by Benny Chan.

Those who only know Chan as the high-kicking sidekick from his Western films may find this incarnation of his screen persona a bit odd - he's acting his age, playing it straight straight and clearly tipping his hat to those who have been following his career since before his hit-and-miss Hollywood adventure [there's a lovely bit of business involving a runaway bus that explicitly references the original Ging chaat goo si / Police Story [1985], to which this new film has no connection incidentally].

Just when you thought Jackie Chan had run out steam and was ready to start collecting his pension, he's back, he's just as great as he ever was and if he keeps on making films like this from time to time I'm sure I won't the only one prepared to turn a blind eye those mostly awful Hollywood disasters.

New Police Story opens in the UK today, Friday 13 October, and we've got copies of the poster [one signed by Jackie himself!] up for grabs on the competitions page. And don't forget to read our interview with Jackie here.

And - finally! - check out the Jackie Chan / New Police Story game at the official site.

Holding a Grudge

2006-10-09T00:43:00.000-07:00

All the recent Grudge / Ju-on related activity here at EOFFTV inevitably got me thinking about the extraordinary history of this much-loved Japanese horror series and its creator, Takashi Shimizu. Although it was Hideo Nakata who re-introduced J-horror to the west with Ringu [1998], it has been Shimizu who has been the genre's most committed practitioner, with no less than 14 film or TV horrors to his name since his career began in 1998 - and with at least two more to come.

Although he's occasionally worked outside the Grudge series - with films like Tomie: Re-Birth [2001], Marebito [2004] and Rinne / Reincarnation [2005] - it is the six feature films and two segments of a TV film relating the ongoing story of a powerful curse for which he is best known. Much has been written in the past about the obsessiveness with which Italian director Dario Argento has explored various tropes and iconography that crops up over and over again in his films, but even his compulsive need to rework the same themes pales into insignificance beside Shimizu's extraordinary dedication to a single theme.

The Grudge story began in 1998 shortly after Shimizu created a three minute short for his end-of-semester film while studying at film school in Tokyo. The film so impressed his tutor, J-horror legend Kiyoshi Kurosawa [of Cure [1997] and Kairo [2001] fame], that he introduced Shimizu to producer Yasuyuki Uemura, who was preparing a TV horror anthology film, Gakkô no kaidan G [1998] for Kansai-TV. Uemura was also taken by the way that Shimizu was able to create a palpable sense of terror in so short a running time and signed him up for not one but two of the film's segments, 4444444444 and Katasumi [the other directors were Kurosawa and Tetsu Maeda.

Shimizu subsequently claimed [in an interview with the Japattack website that the two short segments "are actually the foundations of Juon. They lay out the basic premise of the curse and it is almost like the true prequel of the story." 4444444444 features a young man coming across an abandoned mobile phone which begins to ring. When he answers it, he hears cats, foreshadowing the eerie use of cats and their cries in the Grudge feature films, and it ends with the genuinely scary first appearance of ghost boy Toshio [unnamed here but its definitely him]. Meanwhile Katasumi / In a Corner features a pair of schoolgirls being attacked by the ghostly woman we later come to know and fear as Toshio's mother.

Shimizu developed the two characters for his first run through of the Grudge story, Ju-on [2000], again made for Kansai TV. Seen today, in the wake of the two remakes [the Japanese version in 2002 and the American re-run in 2004], this first iteration of the story seems a little crude, with its cut-price special effects and limited resources, but it still packs a powerful punch. It's much slower than the remakes [which should strike terror in the hearts of those who complain that the remakes are already too slow] but has some of the most memorably scary moments in the entire series. Shimizu's real talent is in creating a steadily accumulating air of dread and unease and that's more than evident here - it make take its own good time in telling its story, but that mounting horror is genuinely unsettling.

The first TV version of the story also features that odd story structure that Shimizu has favoured for the series ever since. Perhaps inspired by the anthology format of Gakkô no kaidan G, the Ju-on films feature a series of loosely related and inter-locking vignettes which combine to tell a single overall episode in the ongoing tale of the Grudge.

Ju-on was a huge success and Shimizu returned to the same world with the disappointing Ju-on 2 [2000] which is made up of an extraordinary amount of material from the first film, as much as 30 minutes of its meagre 76 minute running time. After a pointless recap of events from the first film [which is where the 30 minute "flashback" comes in] Shimizu finishes off the storylines from the first film but this time it's a rather prosaic and tedious affair, leading some commentators to suggest that this is actually just material that was cut from the first film and lazily cobbled together to create a hasty cash-in.

Nevertheless, the video release of Ju-on 2 was another hit and Shimizu decided to bring the story to a wider audience with a feature film version. Ju-on [2003], aka Ju-on: The Grudge retold the story of Toshio and his vengeful mother and the chaos they create in and around their haunted house. Again, the story is told in a series of inter-locking short stories, chronicling the various residents and visitors to the house.

The film version is obviously slicker than its predecessors and moves at a more comfortable [for Western audiences] pace but it lacks some of the sheer terror that the original, cruder version of the story generated. There are some astonishing moments - say what you like about the apparent silliness of it, but that moment when Hitomi dives under her duvet only to find something nasty waiting for her is still brilliantly scary, and there are some fabulous, almost subliminal glimpses of Toshio stalking Kayako during her time working at the hospital. But the film lacks the steady accumulation of dread that the TV movie had, and the performances are not as effective or as believable this time round. That said, it's still a genuinely creepy film that proved to be the "next big thing" from Japan when it reached Western audiences.

By the time non-Japanese audiences got their first taste of the Grudge, the series had already comprised the Gakkô no kaidan G segments and two feature length TV / video releases and even before the film version of Ju-on had run its course there were nagging questions over whether or not Shimizu had anything left to say on the subject. Just how long could he keep on telling the same story without boring his audiences to death? And was he really a one trick pony, capable only of working in the Ju-on milieu? The poor critical and public reception of Tomie: Re-Birth [2001], made between the first two Ju-ons and the first theatrical version suggested that perhaps he hadn't got it in him to make anything but endless variations of the same story.

These nagging doubts were partly put to rest with the release of the second theatrical film, Ju-on: The Grudge 2 [2003] which, although it did little to assuage fears that Shimizu was incapable of making anything but Grudge movies, did at least suggest that there was still plenty of life left in the series. A quantum leap ahead of the first theatrical film, Ju-on 2 boasts better performances, a more cohesive overall storyline [though it still adopts that curious, time-skipping structure familiar from earlier films] and more scares than the first theatrical film.

Ju-on: The Grudge 2 remains the pinnacle [thus far] of Shimizu's obsessive interrogation of the same story, packing in some incredibly subtle shocks and more inventive twists and turns than all the rest of the films put together. The possessed wig may be a bit silly - albeit with a great pay-off - but look out for Toshio's ghostly handprints on a car windscreen and the disturbing revelations about Kyoko's pregnancy among other impressive new wrinkles to the story.

The film boasts the single best vignette in the entire series, the beautifully constructed and frankly completely brilliant story of Tomoko who is haunted by strange banging sounds coming through the walls of her apartment every night at 12:27 am. This is Shimizu at his very best, an eerie mystery that develops beautifully to a fabulous resolution that is as shocking as it is unexpected. This one story alone is worth the price of a DVD purchase.

Scarier, more emotionally engaging and more ambitious than the first theatrical release, Ju-on 2 should have been the zenith of the series and indeed Shimizu looked set to move on to pastures new, having finally worked the Grudge out of his system. In 2004, he made the flawed but fascinating dark fantasy Marebito and contributed a segment, Kinpatsu kaidan, to another TV anthology film, Suiyô puremia: sekai saikyô J horâ SP Nihon no kowai yoru [2004], both of which saw him venturing beyond the confines of the Grudge milieu.

But by this time, Hollywood had caught on to the growing worldwide success of Japanese horror and the success of the less-than-impressive Ringu remake, The Ring, in 2002 opened the way for a series of Americanised remakes of Asian hits, including Dark Water [2005] [a remake of Hideo Nakata's Honogurai mizu no soko kara [2002]], Pulse [2006] [reworking Kurosawa's Kairo [2001]] and the forthcoming The Eye [2007], a remake of EOFFTV's favourite Asian horror film, the Pang Brother's terrifying Jin gwai [2002]. Inevitably, the popularity of the Ju-on series demanded it's own remake - less inevitably, the Hollywood reworking would be made by Shimizu, the first time that an Asian director had been brought in to redo his own work.

As a result, The Grudge [2004] is by default the best of the Hollywood remakes, though to be fair if it had been directed by anyone else it would have been a lot less interesting than it is. It reworks the same ideas that Shimizu has been peddling for the previous six years and is notably less scary thanks to the basic idea being dumbed down for western consumption. But despite that it's a very watchable film, with even Sarah Michelle Gellar turning in a better performance than one might have expected from her in the lead role.

The Grudge was a surprise hit and it had the unfortunate effect of dragging Shimizu back into Grudgeworld just as it looked like he was going to start spreading his wings and move on. Once you get involved with Hollywood, the chances of escaping a long-running series start to get slimmer and Shimizu was lured back for his sixth full-length go at the same story in 2006 with the as yet unseen The Grudge 2. It's picking up some good early notices [the consensus is that it's better than the first Americanised version] but surely now Shimizu is losing any credibility he may have had. Despite the fact that his contribution to the J-Horror Theatre project, Rinne / Reincarnation [2005] has also been well received, he's finding it hard to escape the curse of The Grudge and has announced a third Japanese theatrical version, Ju-on: The Grudge 3, due for release next year. Shimizu has declared that this will be the final instalment of the series, but Sony Pictures, creators of the Hollywood versions, may yet throw a spanner in the works - they announced at the 2006 Comic-Con that they were pressing ahead with their own Grudge 3. And yes, they've asked Shimizu to direct but he's professed a desire to simply produce this planned version and hands the reins over to someone else. Not that it's stopped him re-visiting the American Grudge for an extended Director's Cut which adds some new gore scenes, rejigs the storyline and reinstates some previously discarded footage.

The Grudge series is one of the most convoluted in film history, essentially consisting of a pair of mini-prequels followed by three separate but related series of films that all tell the same story - the tale of a curse created by a horrific double murder - from various angles. The curious thing about it is that, although one would love to write it off as a seemingly never-ending cash-cow. every time you thing that Shimizu has run out of steam and done all that there is to do with the series, he comes up with something new and interesting. Whether it will survive another two instalments to the parallel Japanese and American series remains to be seen.
KEVIN LYONS

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Tales from Trumptonshire

2006-09-29T03:14:00.000-07:00

The recent release of the Trumptonshire box set on DVD gave me cause to reacquaint myself with one of the great TV institutions of my childhood. Back in the mid-1960s, British kids were given a new series of TV shows to watch - starting with Camberwick Green in 1966 and progressing to Trumpton in 1967 and Chigley two years later, the series told the tales of three neighbouring villages in the fictional English county of Trumptonshire. Told with puppets in stop motion animation with narration from Brit kids TV legend Brian Cant [best remembered as the presenter of the long-running and very much loved Play Away [1971 - 1984]] each episode ran just 15 minutes - and seemed to be about nothing at all!

And this is probably what makes the Trumptonshire trilogy unique among kids show from their time [and indeed probably since] - they were just vignettes about everyday life in this fictional town. As such they were almost soap operas for kids, charting the daily lives of fairly ordinary "people", albeit ones with strange loping gaits thanks to the distinctive style of the animation.

First out of the gate came Camberwick Green with its unforgettable opening sequence of a musical box out of which would rise the star of that week's show. Running to just 13 episodes, each week we met a different resident of the tiny village - Peter the postman; Windy Miller, the owner of the local windmill [and his uncanny ability to walk in and out the building without ever being hit by one of the sails!]; Mr Crockett, the garage man; Dr Mopp; Farmer Jonathan Bell; Captain Snort, leader of the army platoon strangely barracked in Pippin Fort nearby [presumably with those damn Russkies poised to flood Europe with stormtroopers at any moment, Camberwick Green was high on their list of targets...]; Paddy Murphy who works at the dairy; Roger Varley, the sweep; local cop PC McGarry; Mr Dagenham, the salesman; Mr Carraway, the fishmonger; Mickey Murphy, the baker; and Mrs Honeyman and her baby.

The stories never extended to anything more exciting than Mrs Honeyman getting her knickers in a twist worrying that newly arrived workmen are in the village to tear up the Green, or Mr Dagenham flying about in his helicopter, but somehow the series was utterly compelling to young viewers at the time. Each character had their own song, sung by Cant and written by the shows creator Gordon Phillips and musician Freddie Phillips and some of them, particularly Windy Millers song, became firm favourites among the pre-school set.

Camberwick Green was originally shown as part of the BBC's long running umbrella series Watch With Mother, a title that had been used for the presentation of programmes for younger viewers since the early 1950s. The strand produced many classic British TV shows over the years, among them The Flower Pot Men [1952 - 1954], The Woodentops [1955 - 1958] and the immortal Mr Benn [1971 - 1972].

Camberwick Green was repeated on a fairly regular basis during the 1960s [and continued to be so for many years afterwards] but the fact that there were only 13 episodes inevitably led to a degree of repetition setting in. Rather than go back to the village and make more episodes, Gordon Phillips [who financed the shows himself and shot them in his own home] decided to make a second series of 13 episodes set in the neighbouring market town of Trumpton, introducing a whole new set of characters and accompanying songs. This time around, Phillips, who had written all of Camberwick Green himself, drafted in experienced children's writer Alison Prince to help him write the stories.

Trumpton used the same style of animation as Camberwick Green and was made by most of the same personnel, but had a slightly different format in that each week, the story centered around the work of the Trumpton Fire Brigade, consisting of Captain Flack and his now legendary crew "Pugh, Pugh, Barney McGrew, Cuthbert, Dibble and Grubb".

The series concluded in 1969 with Chigley which was, thematically, the most complex of the three. While the first two series traded on a vision of an entirely mythical English rural idyll, Chigley was an industrial Greenfield site and the stories centred around the many industrial and business ventures that were based there, among them: a pottery; a biscuit factory; Treddles wharf; and Lord Belborough's steam train, Bessie.

Chigley saw more crossovers with earlier shows than Trumpton had attempted, with guest appearances from Windy Miller from Camberwick Green, Chippy Minton from Trumpton and others. Like its predecessors it followed a formula each week, always ending with the 6 o'clock whistle blowing at the biscuit factory and the workforce trooping out to indulge in a dance on the village green.

The three Trumptonshire shows remained a fixture of British kids TV scheduling for many years although the foam puppets themselves met a rather sad end when Phillips burned most of them. The only survivors appear to be two of the Pippin Fort soldier boys - one was definitely given to a friend by Phillips daughter Emma in 1986 and one was possibly [though this has yet to be confirmed] given away by Phillips when he appeared on the Saturday morning show Multi-Coloured Swap Shop [1976 - 1981].

But the characters refused to die - having been seen and loved by at least two generations of kids, they had become ingrained in the national psyche and in 1998, the BBC rebuilt some of the puppets for use in the Future Generations trail which reunited many of the company's classic puppets [others included characters from The Herbs, Postman Pat and the imported Magic Roundabout]. And in 2006, Windy Miller appeared in his traditional windmill in a series of slightly risqué television adverts for Quaker Oats porridge - and yes, he still manages to miss those sails!

The release of the three Trumptonshire series in a special DVD box set is sure to please those of a certain age who fell in love with these ridiculously simple tales of a rural idyll which, if it ever existed at all, is now long since gone. And with any luck, it may even inspire a new generation of kids to try out that bizarre walk in playgrounds across the land - and don't you dare deny it, you know you tried it too!

Where is Jason C...?

2006-09-10T07:54:00.000-07:00

An appeal for help today - As I'm sure you know, Sony Pictures are getting ready to release The Grudge 2, the latest instalment in the long running series from director Takashi Shimizu. But it seems that they've lost something. Six months ago, they employed a young movie grad student, Jason Cutler, to visit the set in Tokyo and document the making of the film as part of his college thesis, but now he's gone missing. Jason [pictured to the right in a still from the first video footage he shot while on his flight to Tokyo] posted only a handful of entries on his Blog before vanishing at the end of April. The only clues to his whereabouts are a series of tapes that he shot on the set and locations which are now being archived by his flatmate Scottie who has taken over the running of Jason's Blog - click here to see more.

Scottie and Sony Pictures are clearly very worried about the fate of Jason Cutler and are looking for your help. Review the evidence on the Blog, check out the interviews with cast and crew [including Sarah Michelle Gellar, Amber Tamblyn and Jenna Dewan] that Jason filmed before his mysterious disappearance and see if you can spot something that they may have missed. If you see any sign of Jason on your net travels, please let Scottie know as soon as possible.

Haunted by the Half Light

2006-08-24T02:20:00.000-07:00

Late last week, I was invited by Universal Pictures to go along to an evening at a supposedly haunted prison museum near London Bridge as part of a promotion for the UK DVD release of Half Light [2006]. Sadly, I was unable to go along, but I've just received this report from the night from a "mystery contributor" which I thought you'd like to see.

On a cold, misty night, somewhere in the forgotten cobbled back streets of old London town, something was stirring restlessly in the black shadows beneath London Bridge...

... alright, I’m sorry - I just checked my watch and it’s actually 8.30pm on a bright Thursday evening in mid August. Our little party is assembled outside the deceptively small looking twelfth-century Clink Prison Museum that you might easily overlook if you didn’t know it was there. It is tucked away beneath the arches of London Bridge, a fairly innocuous looking place; then James, the museum director, opens the outer wooden doors revealing a cobwebbed skeleton in a cage hanging above the inner door and I realise that this trip is going to be a little more than I bargained for...

There is no going back - tonight we are to be escorted around the prison by the psychic medium, Ian John Shillito, of Living TV’s Most Haunted fame. He is eager to see if he can contact any spirits here. I am wondering what our psychic will look like. I keep thinking of the somewhat nervous character of ‘Morag’ (Therese Bradley), the village psychic from the film Half Light who is ostracised by the rest of the community for her strange ‘talent.’ In the film Morag delivers cryptic and chilling portents to our heroine Rachel Carson (Demi Moore), about her recently deceased young son Thomas (Beans Balawi).

When our own psychic Ian arrives, I am a little relieved. He is dressed in jeans and a black shirt and trainers and seems friendly and relaxed. We descend beneath the grinning gaze of the skeleton into the depths of the prison. I manage to see some exhibits lit up behind glass and a rack of evil looking axes – before they switch the lights off and we are plunged into the gloom. Ian’s calm, disembodied voice tells us to find a seat and I find a space on what feels like a sawdust floor. Ian asks us to imagine a ball of light descending from the ceiling and other symbolic images that will help us to feel protected. We are going to be attempting to make contact with the dead – Ian tells us to listen to the sounds of the room, to open ourselves up to any presences there might be. Already he is getting a strong impression of a young boy with a large head and small body but he is unable to tell us why he is receiving this. I feel a chill down my spine when I recall Rachel’s own dead son, Thomas, who begins appearing to her while she is staying in the isolated cottage on the Scottish coast in Half Light.

After this we get up and move along to another passageway that is lit with orange light where a waxwork priest kneels with a frozen look of supplication. I am feeling a little anxious. We sit down here and are quiet for a moment; then we hear a faint clicking sound from the room behind me. We wait and there it is again, faint but definitely a chink like pebble on pebble or…chains, Ian tells us. We get up and move into the clicking room. Ian invites the spirit that is making the noise to tap again. Click. It’s definitely coming from inside the room. He is getting images of a woman in fourteenth century dress. Are you a woman? He asks. Click. Were you murdered? Click. Were you a…he’s reluctant to use the word ‘prostitute’ so asks James, the museum curator, for a more accurate name - Winchester Geese is what they were referred to). Click. She was. Ian calls out various questions to the spirit – he addresses her as ‘Marianne.’ Like Rachel Carson, we learn that Marianne has lost a young child. Marianne shows Ian a starry sky to ask if she child is in heaven - her own guilt keeps her from going and that’s why she lingers here still in the prison. In Half Light, Rachel goes to stay in Scotland in order to help her to come to terms with the death of her son and to cope with her writer’s block, being a successful crime novelist. A mother’s guilt is a powerful force; the film plays with idea that the visitations of Rachel’s dead son are a manifestation of her feeling of responsibility for leaving him alone to play by the canal, in which he tragically drowned. Back at the Clink, Ian asks Marianne if she will join us upstairs for the séance, where we could help her to move on? Silence.

Upstairs we sit in complete darkness around a table with little fingers touching and Ian calls out for any astrals who died in the prison to come forward and bang the table, rock the table or tip the table. I am hoping they don’t. Poltergeist activity has been reported before – James has heard footsteps on the fire escape and found sawdust on his chair every morning for a week. When confronted, his colleagues knew nothing about it. Poltergeists are known to move objects around, just as Thomas does in Half Light when he moves the magnetic lettering on the fridge to communicate with his mother...

Meanwhile someone sees a faint light mist in the corner. Suddenly there is a clatter behind the bar and we all jump. Ian feels a strong presence of someone wearing a leather jerkin; he calls this spirit Edmund. James is feeling cold and sick so he leaves the room for a minute. Someone else feels a slight scratching on the tablecloth and I think I do too. James returns. We wait a long time but there is nothing else.

When the lights come on, James tells us that a paramedic once saw the figure of a woman embedded in the floor in the corner; his conclusion is that she was standing on the old level of the prison’s first floor. I wonder if she was Marianne. He also tells us that in the past, the prison had actually been on the river, which has since receded. I think of the lonely coastal beauty of the scenery of Half Light that hides its deadly secret.

Ian told us that so many lay people he does séances with worry about something clinging to them, and following them home afterwards. Darkness has fallen as we step outside the Clink, and as I walk home I can’t help peering back over my shoulder into the half light.

Half Light is now available on Region 2 DVD from Universal Pictures Video.

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The Kolchak Effect

2006-08-14T13:56:00.000-07:00

The imminent UK DVD release of Kolchak: The Night Stalker [1974 - 1975] has served to highlight just how influential this show has been in the thirty plus years since it went off the air. At the time, Kolchak scored only lukewarm ratings, despite the runaway success of the two preceding TV movies, Kolchak: The Night Stalker [1972] [which was at the time the highest rated TV movie to that date] and Kolchak: The Night Strangler

[1973]. But those people who were watching it, or caught it on its many re-runs, seem to have been hugely impressed by it and have spent some time trying to recreate its magic.

The original Kolchak series lasted just one year on ABC and was cancelled when the ratings proved disappointing and when leading man Darren McGavin asked to be released from his contract with two episodes still to film, unhappy with the direction the show was taking. The show, like the two TV films, had been produced by the near legendary Dan Curtis, a producer who specialised in horror and fantasy projects throughout the 70s - and it wasn't his first crack at the format.

Inspired by the success of the two films, Curtis put together The Norliss Tapes for NBC, an almost identical format that made it to one pilot film and has since been all but forgotten in the glare of the subsequent success of Kolchak. In many ways, The Norliss Tapes is superior to Kolchak with Roy Thinnes in the Kolchak role, an investigative reporter who stumbles on a nest of vampires. The film is reviewed in Kev's Cupboard so I shan't dwell on it at any length here but it demonstrates Curtis' dedication to getting the journalist-vs-the-supernatural idea onto the screen.

Like all good ideas, it took a while for the Kolchak effect to percolate through to a new generation of television makers. When it did, it helped to inspire one of the biggest genre TV shows of all time. In 1993, The X Files arrived which copied Kolchak's monster-of-the-week format [when it wasn't getting bogged down in its increasingly incomprehensible conspiracy arc] and recast the endlessly nosey Kolchak with the equally inquisitive Mulder and Scully.

In December 1994, Sci-Fi Entertainment published an interview with Carter [conducted by Lisa Maccarillo] in which he was happy to admit to his Kolchak influences: "I was inspired by the show Kolchak, The Night Stalker. It had really scared me as a kid and I wanted to do something as dark and mysterious as I remembered it to be. So, I was able to say to Fox when they hired me to an exclusive deal, 'this is what I want to do.' I had the track record and the know-how to develop the show, cast it properly and produce it the way I wanted it to be produced. Although there's no Kolchak character in The X-Files, the spirit of the show is in many ways the same."

It's not difficult to see the connection between the two shows - both successfully mixed horror with comedy, for example, and were at their best when they were pitting their protagonists against a different monster or supernatural force each week. Carter acknowledged his debt to Kolchak when he cast Darren McGavin in the Season Five X Files episode Travelers [29 March 1998] and Season Six's Agua Mala [21 February 1999], McGavin playing Agent Arthur Dales in both stories. He also turned up in Midnight of the Century [19 December 1997], a second season episode of one of Carter's other shows, Millennium [1996 - 1999].

Once Carter cited the show as an influence, everyone seemed to be at it. Director Guillermo Del Toro was also a big fan of Kolchak. In a 2002 interview with DVD Verdict, he told Judge Bill Gibron "I remember when I was doing Mimic, when Mimic came out, some people in the reviews were saying 'It has some of the X-Files creepiness' and I was... well... I don't know how because I've never seen the fucking X-Files. And then finally I watched half an episode a couple of years later and I understood. I mean I've never seen the X-Files complete, not even an episode, but I realize they were doing Kolchak. And what Mimic had was influenced by Kolchak." Elsewhere, New York Press columnist Jim Knipfel's first novel, The Buzzing, published in 2003, features a journalist, Roscoe Baragon, who battles zombies, earthquakes, aliens and toga-wearing Seatopians. In an interview with The Modern World conducted by Lawrence Daw, Knipfel also owned up to a bit of Kolchak love: "loved the old Night Stalker series. Kolchak was a big influence on me, both as a kid and as an adult. One day I started thinking, 'How would Kolchak've handled some of the stories I've covered over the years?'"

Kolchak was also cited as an influence for the short lived Freakylinks [2000 - 2001] - producer Gregg Hale [also one of the team behind The Blair Witch Project [1999]] noted in the show's publicity material that the show was "highly influenced by The Night Stalker. There's that tongue-in-cheek quality, and also the realism that always made you afraid."

The success of The X Files opened the way for a host of, usually inferior, look-alikes, shows that took traditional genre ideas and gave them darker, angst-ridden, conspiracy-laced post-millennial twists. And the Kolchak effect came full circle when, in the wake of The X Files' demise in 2002, two of the show's producers, Frank Spotnitz and Daniel Sackheim were instrumental in reviving the format. Sadly, The Night Stalker [2005] proved to be something of a damp squib. Where the original Kolchak had been light and fun, the new version was gloomy and not a little self-important. It made Kolchak a younger man [can't be having middle aged people on TV anymore, that just won't do...] gave him a partner and - surprise, surprise - crow-barred a ongoing storyline onto a format that just wouldn't support it.

For a show that didn't seem to have been watched by that many people the first time around, Kolchak: The Night Stalker has had more than its fair share of influence on the genre in its many media. The release late last year of the series on US DVD and the forthcoming release in the UK [due on 21 August] is sure to delight the fans but who knows what it might do for the next generation of writers, film-makers and television producers?

REVIEWS: Kung fu fighting [part 2]

2006-08-13T12:59:00.000-07:00

The last three of the recent batch of Soulblade / 55th Chamber DVD releases includes something of an anomaly - among all the high kicking martial arts and swordsplay movies is Mr. X [sorry, can't tell when this one was made], a low-rent entry in the heroic bloodshed genre. Directed by the marvellously named Ed Woo [named to align himself with the king of heroic bloodshed, John Woo, but accidentally revealing his real inspiration, Ed Wood], Mr. X is almost incomprehensible, a messy melange of guns and mayhem devoid of story or characterisation.

The fact that the nefarious Godfrey Ho - scourge of Hong Kong cinema - gets a credit at the end gives you some idea of what to expect here [there's a chance that Ed Woo is actually Ho]. And sure enough, it has all the qualities of being one of Ho's cut-and-shunt jobs, with some footage clearly shot fairly recently [it's on video!] intercut with the faded film stock of some much older film. The newer material features real life martial arts champion Joe Lewis giving a performance that could charitably be described only as bloody awful...

The body count is extraordinarily high to the point where it almost becomes laughable [the opening sequence alone features the massacre of hundreds of guests at a lavish wedding] and all of the heroic bloodshed boxes are ticked - long coats, mirrorshades, slow motion shootouts. But it's all for naught - the print is in terrible shape, the dubbing is worse than ever, the story is non-existent and, curiously, when people get shot, the muzzle-flash from the guns is superimposed on their bodies...

Godfrey Ho turns up again as the director of the execrable Dragon Lee's Ways of Kung Fu, a retitling of Bruce Lee's Ways of Kung Fu [1982], which title it still bears on the print itself. It really is hard to get across just how awful a Godrey Ho film is you haven't already seen one - they exist in a very special place well below anything else you may have seen that you thought of as unwatchable. They are, truly, some of the worst films ever made and Ways of Kung Fu is no exception. I will, eventually, if my sanity holds, do a full review of this over on the main EOFFTV site as it contains a fair bit of fantasy, but for now approach this release with extreme caution - not only is the film unbearably terrible in every respect but Soulblade's presentation of it makes it even more of an ordeal. Clearly shot in some form of widescreen, the horribly cropped print isn't even panned and scanned properly - the opening sequence, up to the titles, are squeezed so everybody looks eerily long and thin and the rest just presents the centre of the image, regardless of whether or not the action is actually taking place at the now invisible edges of the screen.

God help me, I think I can feel a Godfrey Ho feature coming on...

Finally, to round off this particular batch of Soulblade releases, we've got the wonderfully titled The Idiot Swordsman [1979], a swordplay epic starring Lo Lieh which also goes under the title Drunken Swordsman, a daft Taiwanese production which casts Shih Feng as the moronic sword-wielder in what may be a comedy - it really isn't easy to tell. The best part of this one is the hilarious dub track, which features some fantastically awful regional British accents [one guy refers to everyone as "mate"] and at least one who sounds vaguely like a jive-talking pimp from a 70s blaxploitation movie! One gets the impression that the dubbing cast did this one at the end of a very long week and just decided to have a bit of fun with it.

The action is pretty poor, mostly played for laughs, and made to look all the worse by the poor full screen transfer. That said, it did prove to be the most mindlessly entertaining of the three films under review here, though I suspect that a few friends with a similar taste for trash to share it with and copious amounts of alcohol would make it ever better.

None of these Soulblade releases is going to win any awards for quality - of either the films themselves or their presentation - but at the bargain price of just £5.99 [wait a few months and they'll end up in those £1 shops that are proliferating across the UK's high streets] they're silly enough to tempt the die hard fan of martial arts mayhem. Anyone else would probably give up even before the titles have started...

REVIEWS: Kung fu fighting [part 1]

2006-08-06T13:00:00.000-07:00

I was recently sent a whole pile of new releases from Soulblade on their 55th Chamber kung fu imprint, a collection of mostly forgotten martial arts movies from the 1970s and 80s. None of the releases come with any extras and the prints are often in truly appalling state, but somehow this only adds to their old-school charm - and let's be honest, these films were made fast and cheap and it's nothing short of a miracle that any of them have survived the ravages of time in any sort of shape. Restoration is certainly out of the question as the market simply isn't big enough to warrant the expense, so sadly we're stuck with them looking like this or now. But most of them are available online for as little as £4.99 so you pretty much get what you pay for.

One of the worst looking of this batch of releases, The Mar's Villa [1978], is also one of the most entertaining. It ticks all the boxes for an enjoyable pre-wire fu martial arts movie: the crash zooms, the bombastic music [which at times seems to be quoting from James Bond scores], the shotguns fired into pillows for sound effects and the dubbing that labours to make the most inane dialogue vaguely approximate the lip movements of the cast. But it also features the legendary John Liu, adored by martial arts fans the world over for his kicking prowess and here he's on top form, engaging in some truly impressive fight scenes, choreographed by Stephen Tung Wei. He's not much of an actor, but with athletic prowess like this, he doesn't really need to be.

A more detailed review of The Mar's Villa, or to give it its original title Shen tui, will appear on EOFFTV soon as it features [just] enough of those fantasy elements that used to frequently sneak in to martial arts movie [the gravity defying athletics, the mystical fighting techniques, in this case Liu's Magic Kick] to earn it an entry on the site proper. For now, suffice to say that fans of old-school martial arts movies will find everything here that they want from a movie. Everyone else will just find their preconceptions about the genre completely vindicated.

There are some real oddities among this wave of Soulblade releases, among them the oddly titled Arhats in Fury [1985] [originally Ba bai luo han]. Made as a co-production between Hong Kong and mainland China, it's an atypical martial arts film, made when such films weren't as popular as they once were and just nefore Hong Kong popular cinema was revitalized by the Heroic Bloodshed films of John Woo and Tsui Hark.

Arhats in Fury [an arhat is a Buddhist monk who has attained enlightenment] looks and feels very different to the rest of the films in this collection. It still suffers from the usual dire dubbing and is sometimes choppily edited, though how much of this is down to damage to the print I couldn't say. But even through Soulblade's rather tatty print, it's clear that the photography is a cut above the usual for this sort if thing - the crash zooms are almost completely absent and the film is more colourful and atmospherically shot than most.

It doesn't sidestep all the conventions of the genre - it is, after all, still a story of revenge and violence - but it feels very different to everything else in this set of releases and it's the one that I can't help feeling would have benefited from being seen in a subtitled rather than dubbed version.

The opening scenes - which include a strange attack on a Shaolin monastery by a pack of monkeys - is confusing to say the least, but stick with it and you'll be rewarded with a well acted, brilliantly choreographed and beautifully shot martial arts film that deserves to be better known than it is.

The real oddity in the collection though is This is Kung Fu [either 1983, 1984 or 1987, depending upon which source you choose to believe], a documentary about martial arts that features some truly bizarre subtitling [the subs often appear over scenes that have no narration and are mostly incomprehensible anyway], but plenty of fine footage of fighting demonstrations from everyone from a bunch of cute kids to Jet Li himself in footage from his second film, Shao Lin ziao xi / Kids From Shaolin [1983], identified as Shaolin Guy in the subtitles. You need to struggle through the opening travelogue stuff to get to the good bits, but thankfully it's over very quickly and the accompanying madness of the oddball subtitles will make the ride a bit more bearable.

You can't help but admire the athleticism of the performers - many of the forms here seem to combine elements of breakdancing, ballet and gymnastics as well as more traditional moves - but it does tend to get a bit wearing after a while. One of my biggest complaints about martial arts movies is that they often spend too much time on the plot and not enough on the fighting - here I've got the sort of kung fu film I always wanted and... well, you know the saying about being careful about what you wish for.

You won't learn anything new about the fighting arts in This is Kung Fu - the wayward transliteration of the subtitles sees to that - but if you're a die-hard fan of kung fu, you'll love the many excellent demonstrations of different fighting styles and weapons techniques. And it's worth hanging around until near the very end just for the truly odd Hou family who do all sorts of violent and bizarre things to each other involving hammers, swords and rocks [the teenage daughter apparently performs "1000 catties" but I've yet to figure out exactly what a "cattie" is...]

Later in the week, I'll post something about the remaining films in the set, the wonderfully titled The Idiot Swordsman [which turns out to be the Lo Lieh swordplay epic Drunken Swordsman [1979]], Mr X [1986] [which isn't a kung fu film at all but a Heroic Bloodshed film directed by one Ed Woo!] and Dragon Lee's Ways of Kung Fu [1980].

Frightfest 2006

2006-08-04T05:31:00.000-07:00

As August dawns in the UK, the thoughts of horror fans across the land turn to the annual Frightfest event held in London over he long Bank Holiday weekend at the end of the month. This year's event, sponsored by the cable channel Zone Horror, will take place in the festival's new home, the Odeon West End on Leicester Square and boasts another enticing array of genre movies from around the globe. There's a full list of the films on offer on EOFFTV's new Frightfest page and, of course, I'll be reporting on the whole bash across the weekend.

In the meantime, as a way of maybe setting the scene a little for those who haven't yet dipped their toes in the Frightfest pond or for those old-hands getting into the mood for this year's event, I'm taking the chance to reprint here a piece I wrote for last year's brochure. As someone who had been to all of the previous five Frightfests [although for the first one I only attended a handful of screenings], I was asked by one of the organisers, Ian Rattray, to look back at my experiences during those long weekends and come up with a fan's persepective on Frightfest.

So, to raise the curtain on EOFFTV's coverage of Frightfest 2006, here's what you've been missing!

Back in 2000, when the first Frightfest was announced, it was a welcome addition to a British horror scene that already seen a healthy number of festivals over the previous few years. I first heard of it through organiser Paul McEvoy who I was working for at the time at The Cinema Store. Although that first year's line-up was tempting, I was at first a little sceptical - I'd been to many of the previous British horror festivals (Black Sunday, Shock Around the Clock, the various Trevor Barley events at the Everyman in Hampstead, Frightfest's immediate predecessor, Fantasm at the NFT) and although I'd enjoyed them all, I always felt that there was something lacking, something not quite right about them, something I could never quite put my finger on. Plus, the idea of sitting through four full days of films was daunting to say the least...

So that first year, I just dipped my toes in the Frightfest waters, sampling only a few of the films on offer - and as soon as I did, it immediately became clear that there was a very different ambience here; the thing that had been missing from those other festivals seemed to be here in abundance. Whether it was the intimacy of the Prince Charles Cinema, the selection of films on offer, the friendliness of the Frightfest crowd (imagine, a film festival where total strangers actually talk to you!) or the enthusiasm of Paul and indefatigable co-conspirators Alan Jones and Ian Rattray I couldn't quite say, but there was something different about Frightfest, something special that I hadn't experienced at any of the earlier festivals.

Of the few films that I did see that first year, the most fascinating were the documentaries on two of the giants of Italian horror - Mario Bava: Maestro of the Macabre and Dario Argento: An Eye For Horror, both excellent overviews of these key figures. Elsewhere, the chance to see Hideo Nakata's Ring 2 and Takashi Miike's Audition was to tempting to resist - one of the hallmarks of Frightfest has been its enthusiasm for World Horror, casting its net wide in search of oddities and rarities from five continents. Back at the turn of the millennium, Asian Horror was still a largely unknown quantity here in the West and Frightfest were there at the start of this burgeoning scene. They've remained loyal to it ever since and each year has yielded another Eastern gem that got its first public airing in the UK at Frightfest.

So, having been bitten by the Frightfest bug, there was no way that I was going to miss out on the second year and I plucked up the nerve to go for the whole weekend, a marathon session that was I decided to record for posterity at my website, The Encyclopedia of Fantastic Film and Television (www.eofftv.com), adding not only to the sense of occasion but also to the exhaustion as I stayed up most of the night typing up my thoughts and impressions, something I've done every year since.

The keyword once again in 2001 was variety - films again came from around the world (the British The Bunker, Revelation, Cradle of Fear, Alone and Dust; the Italian Sleepless; the French Brotherhood of the Wolf; The Isle from South Korea; The Devil's Backbone from Spain; and the Japanese favourite Battle Royale) and there was the first of Frightfest's attempts to widen their remit with a screening of Chris Nahon's martial arts thriller Kiss of the Dragon starring Jet Li. Never ones to be tied to too narrow a definition of what horror, science fiction or fantasy cinema is, you can always bank on at least one film being added to the bill that will stretch the patience of some but prove a welcome change of pace for others.

It was a mixed bag in terms of quality too - there were some real gems on offer this year, among them Guillermo del Toro's marvellous ghost story The Devil's Backbone (a Frightfest flier signed by the absent del Toro still hangs proudly above my desk!), the still shocking Battle Royale (which enjoyed a rapturous and noisy reception from an ecstatic sell-out crowd), the stylish Brotherhood of the Wolf (shown here in a longer version than was subsequently released on DVD) and Victor Salva's Jeeper's Creepers. The less said about Revelation, Cubbyhouse and the execrable Dust though the better...

The friendly and inclusive atmosphere that Frightfest does its best to promote yielded some unexpected bonuses this year - the chance to catch up with some old friends I hadn't seen for many years (our brief Frightfest reunions have become something of an annual event) and the chance to make new friends who again I only really see once a year at the Frightfest weekend.

We all caught up with each other again a year later for the third Frightfest, by far and away the best yet. The crowds were getting bigger, more enthusiastic and even friendlier than ever, the line-up more eclectic than before and the guests and extras more exciting. Although there may have been better Frightfests since in terms of terms of quality of films on offer, Frightfest 2002 remains my personal favourite so far. Just look at the line up - where else were you going to get to see films of the calibre of Bill Paxton's Frailty, the UK theatrical premiere of the extraordinary Donnie Darko, the Pang Brother's The Eye, Mark Evans' My Little Eye, the Spanish slasher Tuno Negro, Hideo Nakata's brilliant Dark Water, David Cronenberg's Spider and Takashi Miike's indescribable The Happiness of the Katakuris? All this in one weekend, along with some cracking shorts (chief among them Jeremy "League of Gentlemen" Dyson's The Cicerones, introduced by the director and his star Mark Gatiss) and the best unannounced extra that Frightfest has ever offered us - on the Sunday night director Danny Boyle and writer Alex Garland turned up with the opening reel of 28 Days Later... The sound of an entire cinema groaning with frustration when the reel ran out after the attack on the petrol station is one of my favourite Frightfest moments so far!

Guests seemed to be everywhere in 2002 - Andrew Green introduced his British slasher Nine Lives (but probably got out of the Prince Charles pretty quick when his Paris Hilton starring effort met with the kind of critical silence that only a Frightfest audience can deliver!), My Little Eye director Mark Evans was on hand for an interview with Alan Jones, Patrick McGrath introduced Cronenberg's adaptation of his novel Spider, director Julien Magnat showed up to introduce Bloody Mallory and director Matthew Bright and his producer Hamish McAlpine were on hand to introduce the closing film, Ted Bundy.

It was always going to be tough to follow Frightfest 2002 and if the following year was slightly disappointing, it was only because its predecessor had been such a resounding success on almost every level. But "disappointing" is such a relative thing - how can a line-up that included the German Se7en clone Tattoo, Vincenzo Natali's Cypher, Jim Van Bebber's brilliant Charlie's Family (getting its first screening here after years in gestation), Takashii Mike's bizarre Gozu, the derivative but fun Korean Ring knock-off Phone, Cabin Fever (introduced on video by amiable director Eli Roth) and, best of all, Julian Richards' The Last Horror Movie ever really be disappointing?

New features this year included the introduction of the "Surprise Film" - not once, but twice! First up came the first public UK screening of Stephen Norrington's The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen which was greeted with vocal enthusiasm when it began and a disappointed silence when it ended. And those of us brave enough to stagger out of bed for a 10:45 Sunday morning start, were rewarded with Guy Maddin's brilliant ballet (don't knock it 'til you try it!) Dracula: Pages from a Virgin's Diary.

The earlier experiments in trying to push the boundaries of what would be acceptable at a "horror" festival continued this year with screenings of Nicolas Winding Refn's dark psychological drama Fear X and Manuel Gómez Pereira's erotic thriller Between Your Legs, both of which proved to be controversial choices for the closing night, provoking much heated debate among the crowd outside between films!

And then there was last year - an outstanding line-up of films that really showcased everything that we've come to know, love and expect from Frightfest - international in flavour (films were featured from no less than 11 countries), eclectic in tone (we got everything from the classic giallo of Dario Argento's Deep Red, as well as his latest offering, The Card Player, through the creepy ghost shenanigans of the Pang Brothers' The Eye 2 to the eye-searing CGI-fest of the Japanese science fiction epic Casshern and beyond to the mainstream Hollywood gloss of Hellboy) and constantly challenging (films like Oxide Pang's The Tesseract, Romasanta: The Werewolf Hunt and Michael Winterbottom's clinical exercise in near future science fiction Code 46 split the audience into fiercely debating camps between screenings).

Picking just one favourite film from last year is near impossible - how do you choose between Hellboy (accompanied by a crowd-pleasing, unannounced signing session during which director Guillermo del Toro - one of the nicest men you'll ever meet incidentally - and his three main stars, Rupert Evans, Selma Blair and the man himself, Ron Perlman, signed just about everything that was but before them), the extraordinary Oldboy from Korea, the involving science fiction of One Point O or Brad Anderson's The Machinist, with its bravura performance from Christian Bale? The real crowd-pleaser though was the one many of us hadn't heard of - Michael Davis's politically correct-free zone Monster Man which brought the house down at its late night Saturday screening.

Down in the bar of the Prince Charles Guillermo del Toro held court, proving to be a witty, charming and effortlessly entertaining man willing to talk about anything and everything to anyone who would listen, while legendary producer / director Brian Yuzna mingled with the crowd discussing his recent Spanish work as well as his involvement with Re-Animator. The only missing guest was Dario Argento - whose appearance at Frightfest has been promised a number of times but which has always fallen through at the last minute. Keep at it Alan, you'll get him here one year!

2004 was an outstanding year for Frightfest - well before the main event, they'd put on a screening of Shaun of the Dead with director Edgar Wright and star Simon Pegg on hand to introduce it (they did it again a short while later with Pegg helping out in a live, on-stage commentary!) and for the first time, Frightfest didn't finish with the screening of the final Monday night film, The Machinist - this time, we got an extra helping with a screening of Creep, the London Underground shocker introduced by its director Christopher Smith and his star Franka Potente.

And so to 2005 - we've already had one Frightfest this year, in the shape of the one day Frightfest Presents event back in May when we saw The League of Gentlemen's Apocalypse for the first time and got to see the film of the year so far, Robert Rodriguez's alarmingly good Sin City, ahead of its release date.

If you've been to Frightfest before, you'll know what to expect this year - a varied line-up of films from around the world, some of which you'll love, some of which you'll hate, all of which you'll be glad you saw. If this is your first year at Britain's premier genre festival, you're in for a treat - great films, a great atmosphere and some of the most passionate, enthusiastic and friendliest fellow fans you'll meet anywhere. And I guarantee, you'll be back here for more next year!
KEVIN LYONS

New Blog feature.

2006-07-29T01:38:00.000-07:00

One of the great drawbacks of using the otherwise excellent Blogger to run the EOFFTV weblog is that it doesn't support categories, like many other blog services do. It's an old complaint, one voiced by just about every member of the Blogger community at some point, but thankfully, there are some good workarounds out there and I've just implemented one.

The solution I've used [which you can find out more about here] allows me to split posts into different categories which will, hopefully, make it a lot easier for you to find the posts you're most interested in.

But... As with most things in life, there is a small drawback. This works well enough on new posts [after a 10 minute or so delay] but is less good at dealing with older posts. They will eventually catch up apparently but it could take a couple of days before posts prior to this one appear in the categories - and as a consequence, you might get some error messages when you try to use this new facility for the next day or two.

Bear with me on this - I'll monitor it closely over the next couple of days to see how it's going and if it doesn't work as expected I'll pull the plug. And if it does work, I'll let you know here. Keep your fingers crossed...

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REVIEW: Inside Man [2006]

2006-07-26T22:55:00.000-07:00

NOTE: One of the many things I want to use this Blog for is to review films that fall outside the usual remit of EOFFTV. I get sent lots of non-genre review discs or just stumble across interesting films that fall outside the worlds of horror, science fiction, fantasy and animation that I'd like to tell you about and here seems to be the most logical place to do it

Back in a previous life [only a decade ago, but it really does seem like a lifetime], I finished my degree in Psychology and continued to study the one area that had interested me, and which had got me into the subject in the first place - forensic psychology. At around the same time, cinema and TV also became fascinated with the subject, thanks mainly to the successes of The Silence of the Lambs [1991] and TV's Cracker [1993 - 1996]. Before we knew it, our screens were awash with intense young psychologists using almost supernatural powers that Sherlock Holmes would have sold his violin-playing arm for to solve baffling and horrific crimes.

Rather less well represented on screen was a related discipline, what was then known as hostage negotiation and more recently became known as crisis negotiation or hostage / barricade negotiation. Hostage negotiators seemed less sexy than forensic psychologists - back then still known as offender profilers - probably because the perpetrators of the crimes they were investigating failed to capture the public imagination in the same way as serial killers and mass murderers. Bank robbers, deranged spouses and other hostage takers just don't have the dark, sinister quality of the urban myth about them that serial killers have. Chances are you won't be in a bank when a robbery takes place - but if the movies are to be believed, there's a knife wielding sexual pervert lurking around ever corner.

Keoni Waxman's The Hostage Negotiator [2001] was pretty self-explanatory, with Gail O'Grady in the title role, but hardly anyone noticed that one. Florent Emilio Siri's Hostage cast Bruce Willis in the negotiator role and it was OK if not exactly earth-shattering. It's main problem was that it lacked the vital ingredient that any good hostage / siege film needs - tension - and promptly failed to make negotiators sexy. Even The X Files had tried it in 1994 in the Season Two episode Duane Barry and made a pretty good job of it, with David Duchovny's Fox Mulder stepping in to try to diffuse a potentially deadly situation

But hostage negotiators have remained the nearly-men of screen law enforcement heroes. Until now, perhaps. Enter Spike Lee and his cracking Inside Man [2006] which ticks all the boxes one would expect of a decent hostage negotiator movie - a charismatic leading man [Denzel Washington, excellent as ever], a ruthless antagonist [in this case a gang of heavily armed bank robbers led by Clive Owen], a fiendishly complicated situation [you'll need to pay close attention to what's going on to get the most from the excellent ending] and a complete lack on anything even remotely resembling predictability. Add to this an outstanding cast [Washington and Owen are joined by Jodie Foster, Willem Dafoe, Chiwetel Ejiofor and the always brilliant Christopher Plummer] and you've got the makings of the perfect negotiation movie, the one that will do for that particular role what The Silence of the Lambs did for profilers.

To talk too much about the plot would be to do the film a grave disservice - the story snakes and twists through a series of entirely unpredictable but always believable and gripping complications that it's best to enjoy at first hand with as little prior knowledge as possible. Suffice to say that it avoids the trap of simply having its hero [excellently played, as ever, by Washington] stand around talking to his antagonist and instead weaves a complex set of stories that rely on hidden agendas, twisted motivations and surprise reveals to keep us guessing.

This is a pretty atypical Spike Lee movie, but he does an amazing job with it, keeping the mystery of a safe deposit box and why it's so important to the bank's owner going brilliantly in the background while equally keeping us guessing as to what the bank robbers are really up to. The tense telephone negotiation scenes, with Washington and Owen playing an electrifying game of psychological cat and mouse together, are, along with Washington's interrogations of the hostages, seen in flash-forwards throughout the film, the highlights of the film. Lee, always an intelligent film-maker - no matter what you make thing of his films, they're always thoughtful and refuse to play to the usual Hollywood clichés - turns Russell Gerwitz's clever script for Inside Man into a most unusual thriller that ditches many of the genre's chestnuts in favour of fresh and original ideas.

What Inside Man portrays best is the frustration, the tension, the flying-by-the-seat-of-your-pants nature of hostage negotiation. Although negotiators are all highly trained - their techniques were first developed by the New York City Police Department as far back as the mid-70s and have been refined and developed by agencies across the world since - there's still a major element of unpredictability involved. Where profilers tend to work well away from the men or women they're trying to bring to justice, negotiators have to deal with them live, often face-to-face, in highly fluid situations that require the steeliest of nerves. Negotiators need to think on their feet as tense states of affair shift constantly and all the while, they have to continue with the day-to-day, much more routine police work. Inside Man portrays all this brilliantly, alongside the more routine but no less fascination - and frustrating - aspects of police procedure.

The well-deserved success of Inside Man will likely inspire a clutch of similar, and probably inferior, similar efforts, much like the success of The Silence of the Lambs revived the ailing slasher genre in the 90s. If any of them can match the compelling, keep-'em-guessing unpredictability of Inside Man, we should be in for a treat.

Click here to win a copy of Inside Man on DVD.

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Zoning out...

2006-07-22T05:36:00.000-07:00

While sitting here on an oppressively humid Saturday morning in London [where night time temperatures have matched, and in some cases, exceeded the daytime averages for this time of year - yes, it's true, we Brits really are obsessed with our weather...] I was browsing through some of the Zones and features that I spent the better part of 2005 working on and an awful truth struck me. I've been neglecting them - I did lots of work setting them up, then failed to follow up on them.

So, as a sort of late summer project I've decided to work through them, updating them where necessary. I'll be starting with the British Horror Zone [which is now seriously out of date] and will also finish off the British Science Fiction Zone, which I notice I failed to finish off earlier this year. After that it'll be the Australian Horror Zone and then on to the rest of them in turn.

Later in the year I'll be adding some new zones - I've already made headway into the French Horror Zone and a special feature on Rock Music in Fantastic Cinema which I'll be springing on you next year, to mark the twin anniversaries of 40 years since the Summer of Love and 30 years since the advent of Punk. Any suggestions for new zones and features are always welcome - please feel free to leave them in the comments section.

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News feature returns to EOFFTV!

2006-07-19T13:11:00.000-07:00

Yes, yes, I know I've tried this God knows how many times in the past, but this time I promise to give it my best shot - I've reintroduced a news page to EOFFTV. Not only have I now got more press contacts but I also get sent loads of press releases that may be of interest and, up until now, I've had nowhere to publish them. So the news page is back to accomodate them.

There are already plenty of news items for you to read and more will be added throughout each day, as and when I hear about things. Give it a spin - you can reach it by clicking here.

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Welcome (back) to the EOFFTV blog!

2006-07-17T13:03:00.000-07:00

Hello and welcome to the return of the EOFFTV blog. This time around things will be a bit more... well, let's just say that posts will be more relevant to the site itself. There may be the occasional personal item, but it will have some sort of relevance to the worlds of science fiction, horror, fantasy and animation in film and television. If you've stumbled here at random and have no idea what EOFFTV [The Encyclopedia of Fantastic Film and Television] is all about, take a look here: click.

Over the coming days, weeks and months I'll mostly be using the blog to keep you up to date with some of the very exciting changes that are taking place at EOFFTV at the moment - chiefly the implementation of a powerful content management system that will make the site easier to edit and a lot more fun to use.

I won't make any rash promises about posting here every day, but there should be a couple of posts each week and hopefully you'll find something of interest!

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