Starring:

Charles Bronson, Hope Lange, Vincent Gardenia, Steven Keats, William Redfield, Kathleen Tolan |

Director:

Michael Winner |

Producers:

Michael Winner, Hal Landers, Bobby Roberts |

Screenwriter:

Wendell Mayes, from the novel by Brian Garfield |

Released By:

Paramount
F
rom the usual Hollywood perspective, barely entire lot is wrong with this moving picture. Instead of liberalism delivered with soft plot touches and “off-the-nose” dialogue, there's a radical pro-gun stance and a contrived figure and now-corny dialogue that deliver their message with all the cunning of a jackhammer. Yet the integument was in the money, and spawned diverse sequels.

We open on middle-aged Paul and Joanna Kersey (Charles Bronson, Hope Lange) enjoying a dream vacation in Hawaii. But alas, they must ultimately go pursuing to Latest York City with its 15 to 20 murders per week. Soon after returning, Joanna and her matured daughter Carol (Kathleen Tolan) are assaulted by three street freaks posing as grocery delivery boys. Carol is stripped and perhaps raped or possibly just humiliated; Joanna is beaten; and both women are spray-painted, “nothing but in place of fun.” Joanna later dies of her injuries, and Carol retreats into a psychiatric style of repudiation.

As Paul tries to deal with what's happened and get on with his life, he's confronted by other instances of violence. These sequences and the discordant Herbie Hancock theme music paint us a world where law-abiding people constantly fear for their lives. In this context, we learn Paul's backstory: although he's been a liberal-pacifist his entire adult life, he does know how to use a gun. Any guesses where the rest of the film is going? As Paul starts to take back the streets and make them safer, Inspector Frank Ochoa (Vincent Gardenia) gets hot on his trail. But of course the Inspector and the city government would have a political nightmare on their hands if they actually caught him.

Content Warnings:

There are many killings, not staged “realistically” by today's standards. Profanity is extreme in spots. No nudity or sexual content except for the opening assault scene.

The overall message of the film is an unbridled call to vigilantism. Who knows, perhaps the subway sequence in this film encouraged the real-life actions of Bernhard Goetz ten years later. Vigilantiam is justifiable when normal law enforcement breaks down, as it sometimes did in the Old West. Is it justifiable in today's urban jungles? I'm not going to attempt to answer that one.

Young

Jeff Goldblum

is one of the three freaks in the initial assault sequence. And young Olympia Dukakis (uncredited) can be spotted as a policewoman reading a report for the Inspector.

Followed by: several (numbered) sequels. I've never seen any of the sequels in its entirety. But from what I have seen and from the reviews I've read, it seems that each sequel is more over-the-top and exploitative than the one before. In this original, Bronson's character is a semi-credible “everyman.” In some of the sequels he takes on superhuman status, fighting entire gang armies.

Year of Release—1974

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A vivid, vital movie has been made about New York’s underworld, a film that pounds and pulses with the brutal life force of young men living on the edge of unlimited potential and early death.

That film is “GoodFellas,” and it is available at your nearest video store. You might also pick up “Mean Streets” while you’re at it. By no means be fooled into seeing “Empire,” a retread of material already thoroughly plumbed by Martin Scorsese.

Such invidious comparisons are required in assessing a movie that begs, borrows and outright steals from its more illustrious predecessors. “Empire’s” writer-director, Franc. Reyes, is a onetime choreographer and sometime composer of pop songs; what he knows about making movies he clearly gleaned from studying Scorsese, as well as such Scorsese acolytes as Spike Lee, with the voraciousness of a magpie.

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In “Empire,” which stars John Leguizamo as a Bronx heroin dealer named Victor Rosa, Reyes makes heavy use of Scorsese’s signature camera movements, slow-motion effects and jittery editing. He surely steals nearly every play in the “GoodFellas” book, from the opening introductions of the film’s seedy characters to a scene in which Victor leaves his SUV parked on a dangerous Bronx street. No one touches the car, he explains in the film’s tiresome voice-over. “And you know why? Respect.” At that point one half-expects Tony Bennett to start belting “Rags to Riches.”

“Empire” is being advertised as something of a gangster sting movie, wherein Victor’s character is hoodwinked by a smarmy Wall Street investor named Jack Wimmer (Peter Sarsgaard, in a terrifically fey performance) and then gets back at the rich guy using street smarts and South Bronx muscle. It turns out that Victor is hoodwinked not only by Wimmer but by the latter’s voluptuous girlfriend, Trish (Denise Richards, whose Jeanne Moreau pout seems to get more pillowy in each movie). But sadly, “Empire” has next to nothing to do with the mind games of its main characters and much more to do with a bunch of beefy guys shooting at each other – quite sloppily – with very big guns.

Leguizamo is a gifted comedian and a chameleonlike actor, but his talents are wasted in this portrait of New York greed, which is as tiresome as it is anachronistic (the World Trade Center is still intact in the movie, as is the dot-com boom). And what in heaven’s name is Isabella Rossellini doing tarted up as a Colombian drug dealer? Or Sonia Braga as a haggard-looking matriarch? The best part of “Empire” is Ruben Blades’ swinging, swelling musical score, which is interspersed with some good Latin pop songs. (”Empire” is the first release of Universal’s Arenas label, dedicated to tapping the Latino audience.)

Still, the endless posing and fake gunplay and ginned-up violence and acrid profanity have an effect every bit as soporific as Victor’s most sought-after product. If you find yourself nodding off in the first half-hour, just chalk it up to being in the “Empire” state.

EMPIRE (R, 90 minutes) – Contains violence, pervasive profanity, drug content and some sexuality. At area theaters.

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William Wyler’s (”Jezebel”/”Wuthering Heights”) ”Roman Holiday”
is a delicious romantic-comedy that probably could have been a masterpiece
if directed by Billy Wilder or Ernst Lubitsch. Wyler’s directing abilities
are not conducive to comedies; the film sags at times and seems too meticulously
scripted to feel spontaneous and free-spirited, something this kind of
farce demanded. Upon Wyler’s insistence, it was filmed on location in Rome
(which started a Hollywood trend). The Paramount honchos agreed, but only
if the same budget was kept as if it was shot in a Hollywood studio. To
keep that budget, it was shot in black-and-white and an unknown actress
was cast for the lead opposite Gregory Peck. That was British actress Audrey
Hepburn, who was born in Belgium, making her first major movie role. Casting
her paid off, as the 24-year-old actress won an Oscar. Another Oscar was
credited to screenwriters Ian McLellan Hunter and John Dighton, but actually
co-written by the blacklisted Dalton Trumbo posing as the former. Trumbo’s
widow was given a posthumous Oscar for ”Roman Holiday” in 1992. Eddie
Albert won for Best Supporting Actor. 

It’s a Cinderella tale in reverse. It was supposedly based on the
real-life Italian adventures of British Princess Margaret. Princess Ann
(Audrey Hepburn) gets tired of protocol after a week of hitting a number
of European cities on an official good-will tour. On her Rome visit, she’s
injected with a sleeping medicine but before it takes effect sneaks out
of the countess’s palace where she’s staying as a guest. The Princess hopes
to relieve her boredom by being on her own for a few hours. She’s found
groggy in the street by economically struggling American reporter Joe Bradley
(Gregory Peck), who puts her up for the night in his cramped apartment
without any foul play–giving her the couch while he takes the bed. The
next day he discovers from the bureau chief of his news agency (Hartley
Power) that the Princess is missing and by looking at a newspaper photo
realizes that the girl in his apartment is the runaway Princess. Smelling
big money, he shakes hands with his the bureau chief that if he gets an
exclusive story and pictures of the Princes there’s at least $5,000 in
it for him. With that in mind he gets Irving Radovich (Eddie Albert), a
newspaper photographer friend, to tag along with him while he spends the
day with the Princess. Using his lighter camera Irving takes photos of
the Princess on the sly as she sports her new short haircut, sits in a
cafe, visits numerous tourists sights such as the Spanish Steps, the Trevi
Fountain, the Colosseum, the Forum, the Pantheon,  the Castel Sant’
Angelo, Brancaccio, Barberini Palazzi and the “Mouth of Truth,” and gets
photos of her involved in a brawl in a barge dance on the Tiber when undercover
agents try to take her back to her royal party. Joe is her nice guy ‘Prince
Charming’ commoner, who kisses her and then has a change of heart of running
the scoop on her escapade. In the end, the average-guy Joe shows he can
rise to the level of a noble and be just as regal as the Princess. 

Hepburn’s waifish charm made this pleasing old-fashioned tale work
out so well. Peck seems too heavy-handed for comedy, but excels in the
romantic part of his role. Someone edgier like William Holden or more gifted
comically like Cary Grant, would have done much more with the role than
Peck. I really didn’t see what was so special about Albert’s performance,
but his comedy relief role had a few amusing moments as he’s bewildered
by what’s going down.

Holly G. (played by Victoria Foyt), is a flush clothing designer with her own boutique. In the circuit of a tumultuous Mother’s Hour weekend she is confronted with trick, elation, desperation, kleptomania, insubordination, addiction and passion, all the while beneath the waves put the screws on to retrieve her business and her family in just three days! In addition to a compelling gag line, the comedy is peppered with poignant testimonials from the women within the film who ?confess? the real and all too often unacknowledged role that shopping play’s in their lives. Henry Jaglom has created a comedy which deals with the phenomenon of women?s addiction -­ both credible and mischievous distressing ­ happy and troubled ­ to shopping. GOING SHOPPING is a sister film to Jaglom’s critically acclaimed EATING and BABYFEVER which both depict germane issues contemporary women reputation, and is some cases, obsess over. From top to bottom Jaglom’s work (FESTIVAL IN CANNES, DEJA VU, MODEL SUMMER IN THE HAMPTONS) it is outward that he has a strong kinship to women and this is translated onto the big scan. GOING SHOPPING portrays another complex side of women’s lives, undivided that is usually overlooked or dismissed by mainstream Hollywood: shopping! GOING SHOPPING stars Victoria Foyt, Lee Grant Bilk of Morrow and Bruce Davison, Mae Whitman and Jennifer Grant, Juliet Landau and Cynthia Sikes. Directed by Henry Jaglom; written by Henry Jaglom & Victoria Foyt; produced by Judith Wolinsky; end result prototype by John Mott; edited by Henry Jaglom.

A runaway hit in India, where its homegrown title superhero “Krrish” will likely out-evident the much-touted “Superman Returns” gist, Rakesh Roshan’s upshot to his madly successful sci-fi extravaganza “Koi … mil gaya” pilfers “ideas” from multiple Hollywood comicbook sagas with beaming insouciance. Not contentment to flounce on water, swing through forests at supersonic speed, and pull to pieces a cricket field with a single ball, Krishna (reigning heartthrob Hrithik Roshan) also sings and dances divinely as melodrama decidedly trumps deeds of derring-do for most of the pic’s 172 minutes. Enjoyable, daffily absurd escapist romp further expands Bollywood’s pop style repertoire.

Fearing the discovery and exploitation of her very “special” young grandson Krishna, Sonia (Rekha) whisks the boy off to the hinterlands. There, the plump little geek develops into a gorgeous hunk who communes with animals and smiles contentedly at all creation.

When a beautiful career woman named Priya (Priyanka Chopra) drops, Jane-like, into his life via a parachute, Krishna disappears into the trees to play childish tricks on her and her friends, occasioning numerous duets as the couple frolics through the jungle.

But Priya works for a media company, and, when her job is threatened, she lures Krishna to Singapore, ostensibly to meet her mother but in reality to peddle her newfound “superboy” discovery.

Before he goes, however, Sonia tells Krishna that his father was betrayed by an evil scientist, triggering flashbacks to “Koi … mil gaya” and to Krishna’s dad, who looks exactly like him (not too surprisingly, since Hrithik played his progenitor in the previous film).

Krishna promises his grandmother that he’ll hide his extraordinary lights under a bushel.

Not until more than half-way through the film does Krishna’s alter-ego, Krrish, finally materialize, his zigzag half-mask and shiny black coat disguising him even less effectively than Clark Kent’s dorky homburg and glasses. After a big musical number, a three-ring Bombay circus showstopper, Krrish appears on cue to save children trapped in a burning tent — performing a death-defying rescue that may be the only thing that could top the just-wrapped song.

Thesping is engaging, aside from Miss World 2000 Chopra’s vapid posing (though, to be fair, it is hard to maintain any tonal continuity while changing costumes more frequently than one changes expressions).

Rekha brings depth to her role as the nurturing grandmother, and Naseeruddin Shah, as the power-mad corporate scientist Dr. Arya, has great fun chewing up the futuristic scenery.

But it is helmer’s real-life son and sexy box office draw Hrithik Roshan who carries the would-be franchise on his well-developed shoulders; it’s hard to imagine anyone else infusing the impossibly artless jungle boy with enough charm to last the course. Hrithik even pulls off the pic’s wilder absurdities with considerable panache.

Special effects are well-chosen to highlight the hero’s litheness and grace. Action sequences are ingeniously choreographed by legendary Chinese stunt maven Siu-Tung Ching (”Hero,” “House of Flying Daggers”) though with less lethal flair than usual in this extremely kid-friendly ubermench exercise.

The television mini-series used to constitute a major event. At anybody time, they captured large audiences and during the early Eighties, the mini-series format enjoyed quite a boon in popularity. One benefit of the mini-series was that its length allowed an eye to an unprecedented amount of minutiae and type enlargement. Historical stories and biographies could be told with such meticulous pains, that it became the method of choice of delivering such a recital. In 1983, Martin Sheen took the role of John F. Kennedy, one of the most fabled and magical figures in American politics. His sentience was a major convergent point of the American public. Whatever he did and said captured the heed of the American public. It was perfectly a shock when the fetter that was adored by millions was assassinated for millions to bring.

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