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Monday, 28 December 2015

Review: Soylent Green

I can't believe I haven't seen…

Soylent Green Poster

Soylent Green (1973)
Cert: 15 / 96 mins / Dir. Richard Fleischer / Trailer
WoB Rating: 3/7


Oh dear, it really makes you appreciate what we've got. The future was crap in the past, wasn't it? Soylent Green is the very epitome of 1970s conspiracy/paranoia flicks, but it's also the very epitome of 1970s movies that represented futuristic opulence with pastel colours and sliding panels for doors. A briskly efficient opening montage depicts the rise and fall of civilisation before dropping us in New York City in 2022, where crime, poverty and general discontent result in it looking like the Bronx in 1973. Food is in short supply, and the government's solution is a radical new type of sustenance derived from plankton! Soylent Green is the… oh, you knew already.

This is the main crux of the problem, of course. The film's big 'reveal' has passed into common culture since the original book/film, but notwithstanding that, it's still so heavily telegraphed that I can't believe the early 70s audience didn't pick it up half way into the movie. Other than that, the screenplay is often quite slick, implying rather than flat out stating many of the societal quirks of 2022's underclass. It's just a screenplay which is let down by the film's production values, the acting and some of the most toe-curling fight choreography you've ever seen (I'm guessing the real strain on the budget wasn't the film's make-and-mend sets but the film-stock itself, as more than a few of the scenes look like they'd have been reshot if the money had been there).

Even making allowances for it being a bit crap, Soylent Green is still a bit crap. Although it becomes an interesting thematic progenitor to Blade Runner (a film released only nine years later), the bottom line is that this procedural detective thriller underlines Charlton Heston as a really one-dimensional actor. And it's not the dimension which is needed for this movie. In many ways, I think a 21st century remake could solve a lot of the issues this film had with its production. Then again, Romero's Land Of The Dead wasn't a million miles away from this, and that already felt dated when it was released…

Credit where it's due though, John Solie's poster is far better than Richard Fleischer's film.

I do hope this dystopian scenario doesn't come true in seven years, as I'll have to get the CRT television out of the loft, and I'm not sure I can carry off a neckerchief…



Have you really never seen this before?
Really, never.
Well, once you know what the punchline is, it seems like a long joke to sit through, y'know?



So are you glad you've finally have?
I'm glad I've finally seen it, yes.


And would you recommend it, now?
Only for fans of schlocky nostalgia, to be honest.


Oh, and is there a Wilhelm Scream in it?
There isn't, and there are a couple of perfect moments for one.


…but what's the Star Wars connection?
Soylent Green stars Charlton Heston of course, who showed his face in 1993's Wayne's World 2, a film which featured Ralph 'Ric Olié' Brown.


And if I HAD to put a number on it…




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Sunday, 5 July 2015

Review: The Third Man

World of Blackout Film Review

The Third Man Poster

The Third Man
Cert: PG / 104 mins / Dir. Carol Reed / Trailer
WoB Rating: 3/7


Phoenix Picturehouse. Arthouse audience, Sunday afternoon. Coughing, sneezing, fidgeting, talking, more badly behaved than the Friday night crowd in a multiplex.

Movie's sound only run through front/centre speakers (ie none of the surrounds) and volume not raised to compensate. Film so quiet that the auditorium's air-conditioning unit was drowning out the dialogue at several points. Combination of low-volume, muffled audio-mix, mumbled dialogue, thick 'foreign' accents and frequently un-subtitled (and untranslated) german dialogue meaning that the intricacies of the plot were borderline impossible to follow. Worst performance from a child-actor of all time. Unable to care about characters or plot. So bored by ferris-wheel sequence that actually started to fall asleep.

Frankly average film 'restored' by someone who hasn't listened to it, and ruined by poor presentation in an establishment which claims to be passionate about cinema.

'All-time classic'?
Fucking treat it like one, then.



Is this film worth paying £10+ to see?
I did, and it wasn't.


Well, I don't like the cinema. Buy it, rent it, or wait for it to be on telly?
TV. Rainy afternoon. BBC2.


Does this film represent the best work of the leading performer(s)?
I hope not.


Does the film achieve what it sets out to do?
I'd say no; many would disagree.


Will I think less of you if we disagree about how good/bad this film is?
I'll ask you to explain yourself, put it that way.


Oh, and is there a Wilhelm Scream in it?
There isn't.


…but what's the Star Wars connection?
The Third Man stars Orson Welles, who lent his vocal cords to Unicron in the 1986 Transformers movie, a film which also starred Corey Burton, the voice of Count Dooku in Star Wars: The Clone Wars.


And if I HAD to put a number on it…




DISCLAIMERS:
• ^^^ That's dry, British humour, and most likely sarcasm or facetiousness.
• Yen's blog contains harsh language and even harsher notions of propriety. Reader discretion is advised.
• This is a personal blog. The views and opinions expressed here represent my own thoughts (at the time of writing) and not those of the people, institutions or organisations that I may or may not be related with unless stated explicitly.