He has a real knack for survival

 OCTOPUSSY (1983)
Reviewed by Jerry Saravia

Back in 1983, I was so excited to see a new James Bond adventure at the theater down the street from where I lived that I ran and climbed a fence facing a gas station. I climbed it thinking I was James Bond and got a small cut from the spikes at the top of the fence. I still have a small scar below my chest to remind me of the excitement of a 12-year-old seeing "Octopussy." After all these years, "Octopussy" is technically one of the oddest of the Bond films because of its far more exotic locales, action scenes that seem that carry a slight Indiana Jones vibe, an island full of gorgeous women dressed in red jumpsuits, and near-parodic moments that will tickle your funny bone. The plot isn't complicated though I am not sure how much sense it makes. 

Roger Moore still returns as the dapper James Bond, 007 with a license to kill and a license to charm your socks off. Opening pre-title sequence is almost as good as any Moore Bond film, in fact probably just as exciting as the goofy "Moonraker," with Bond in disguise as a Latin American general whose mission is to blow up a military base. The minijet that Bond escapes in while being chased by a tracking missile is truly exciting enough to make you grab the arms of your seat. Following that dazzling opener, we get an agent 009 dressed as a clown who is killed by twin assassins who can throw a knife like nobody's business. Apparently 009 was clutching a fake Faberge egg and Bond attends an auction where the same Faberge egg is to be sold. Needless to say, after some swapping of eggs, the mission is to find out why an Afghan prince named Kamal Khan (Louis Jordan, as suave as Moore) bid and won the egg and what all this has to do with a mad Soviet general (Steven Berkoff) and the aforementioned island of women (and crocodiles) where a jewel smuggling operation exists - essentially, priceless jewels in exchange for fake ones. There is also a nuclear bomb threat where a probable scenario of the Soviet Union arming itself while the U.S. is blamed for the bomb and NATO removes nuclear weapons from Europe, and blah and blah and blah. Truth be told, the hotbed of political strife is a bit tough to digest so let's say, it is one country being scapegoated over an international incident. 

I don't necessarily watch James Bond movies for political intrigue in as much as spirited, inspired action, a few gadgets from our lovable Q, and a hero we can root for. Roger Moore fits the bill with wit and poise - he's not my favorite Bond yet he was always an inspired choice. Bond ultimately has to disarm a bomb and only has minutes to do it in. That makes more sense than the mad general thinking he might be seen as hero for the Soviet Union. In terms of action scenes, they are extraordinary and virtually implausible. Whether it is Bond fighting villains on board a fast train, hiding inside a gorilla costume to evade an enemy, dressed as a clown at a circus, hanging on for dear life at high elevations on a small Cesna-like plane, beating Kamal Khan at backgammon (okay, that is probable), or being driven inside a three-wheeled "company car" in New Delhi while being chased by the bad guys where a camel almost does a double take, or the yo-yo saw that could slice our Bond into four different Bonds and so on. You know what to expect and the movie delivers expertly on all sorts of thrills, chills and spills. The humor quotient is higher than usual too including having Vijay (played by real-life tennis player Vijay Amritraj), an MI6 ally, play the 007 theme with a flute! Say what? Or Bond telling a ferocious tiger to "Sittttt!" Or Q being kissed by those voluptuous women!

The villains are engaging though not as dangerous as in previous Bond films (or for that matter, Klaus Maria Brandeur who appeared in that same 1983 summer's other Bond film, "Never Say Never Again"). I should not exclude mentioning Maud Adams as Octopussy, the wealthy jewel smuggler on that island of women, who definitely holds our attention - she's good company with Roger Moore. Jordan is the very essence of a dry martini - he can be stirred but not shaken. Kudos to Walter Gotell as KGB General Anatol Gogol, a familiar presence since he played this same character in a few of Moore's Bond pictures. And I do like the fierce, haunting eyes of Kabir Bedi as Gobinda, Khan's bodyguard who can crush dice into fine powder. Not enough to crush Bond's face because Bond survives with almost no scratches through one cliffhanging episode after another. He survives virtually unscathed (except for a broken arm and leg which miraculously does not stop him from making love to Octopussy). This is not a serious James Bond movie but it is definitely delicious buckets of fun. 

Eye Sore in the face of Katrina

 CLOSED FOR STORM (2020)

Reviewed by Jerry Saravia

Having seen many of director Jake Williams' "Abandoned" short subject films on Youtube, I had a pretty good sense of what to expect from his feature-length documentary "Closed for Storm." It is a fascinating subject - an abandoned Six Flags amusement park that was almost swept away by Hurricane Katrina - and what makes it potent and illuminating is how the park was a metaphor for the destruction of most of New Orleans. Like most of the city, the park was left it in the dark except for the French Quarter with no interest in rebuilding for posterity. 

The amusement park is the Jazzland/Six Flags park on the east side of New Orleans, the first of its kind in the city's history. The park was originally known only as Jazzland when it opened in 2000, looking much more like a historical park celebrating the city's heritage. Bankruptcy had threatened the park since it did not turn a profit and so in 2003, Six Flags invested $20 million to make modifications and added some new rides. Unfortunately before anything like a much desired water park could be built, Hurricane Katrina ravaged the entire region. The park was built on a concrete deck of more than 4 feet, important fact to know since it was quite stable and never cracked during the Katrina Storm. The damage was due to the adjacent Lake Pontchartrain which flooded all the drainage pipes. Sure, we all know the French Quarter was practically rebuilt yet most housing outside the city's limits were left to deteriorate. That included the Six Flags park and nobody did anything to repair the damage in 15 years.

Director Jake Williams deftly handles various interviews from former employees (one who wanted to work at the park forever) who never imagined the park would close, though we get the impression most felt the park would never reopen after Katrina. Ryan Bordenave, the parks' advertising manager, and Troy Henry, the developer who twice ran for Mayor and lost, outline the history of this park and the politics that later governed its current state. The park was so massive that it was nothing but an eye sore and we get a good sense of the financial strain it caused, including statements from residents that lived near it. The politicians indicated that the park was due for demolition but it never happened, knowing trespassers would scour the area. 

"Closed for Storm" also shows us the damage of the park, including the ruined and visibly damaged offices and the calendars with the date frozen in August of 2005. Most of the aerial footage by way of drones is terrific and visually the park looks like the land that time forgot. The musical score penetrates without ever overstating its importance. "Closed for Storm" is a riveting chapter of New Orleans post-Katrina history that should not be missed, and it succeeds as a tone poem where most of the city was left to rot. 

'I am in it for the money'

 GROSS ANATOMY (1989)

Reviewed by Jerry Saravia

"Gross Anatomy" is formulaic to a tee and nothing in it is anything less than foreseeable. That is one of its weaknesses and one of its strengths is it that it has sincere performances and a snappy enough pace to maintain interest.

Aspiring to attend medical school, Joe Slovak (Matthew Modine) is the rebellious, jocose student type - he wants to be in medical school to make money yet he's mostly an average college student. Joe plays basketball in his spare time and studies in unorthodox ways such as memorizing boldface type in the textbooks (huh?) This is supposed to account for his retention and he finally succeeds at admittance to a medical school. One of his classes involves studying gross anatomy, you know studying real corpses and the superior vena cava and all that. This is where he meets Laurie (Daphne Zuniga), who is far more serious about med school than Joe seemingly is. The study group he joins also includes a pregnant student; a goal-incentivized student with a flattop haircut, and Joe's own schedule-specific roommate (Todd Field) who ingests speed to keep up. 

"Gross Anatomy" would be disposable if it weren't for the charming, sincere performances especially Matthew Modine who ignites the screen, when he is allowed to ("Full Metal Jacket" and "Short Cuts" are among his finer efforts). What especially makes this movie rise above the generic is the depiction of the work ethic involved in studying 3500 pages of medical textbooks a week! The fact that Joe merely glides by without much effort isn't always believable but we do root for him to succeed, in addition to the rest of the study group. Christine Lahti also brightens the proceedings as the anatomy teacher, Dr. Woodruff, who sees potential in Joe. She also has a secret that is absolutely predictable due to an earlier development involving Joe's studies of a medical patient, none of which will be revealed here. Nevertheless Lahti makes the revelation of this secret so emotional without sentiment that it feels real as opposed to forced.

The director here is Thom Eberhardt and he does a competent job though his gift is his handling of actors - he loves them and we see the humanity in each one of them. Todd Field is especially good at showing how an overworked student loses control of his mental faculties. Added to that is the believable chemistry between the compulsively watchable Modine and the dubious Zuniga - she is as good here as she was in "The Sure Thing." "Gross Anatomy" is an example of taking cliches from a formulaic concept and making them seem fresh and almost new all over again.

Walk Like a Man

 HEART AND SOULS (1993)
Reviewed by Jerry Saravia

I initially saw "Heart and Souls" back in 1993 and thought very little of it. It felt slight and completely forced though I never thought it was charmless. 28 years later, it is still somewhat slight, a little forced, definitely not charmless yet it does have soul and heart to it. It is a completely disarming comedic effort.

The movie packs in a few characters from the start though it doesn't quite take flight. Set in 1959, Alfre Woodard (one of our most unsung actresses) is the single mother who loves her child and her cats. Tom Sizemore is some sort of clumsy thief who has stolen a precious stamp collection. Charles Grodin is a singer who can't bring himself to sing at rehearsals. Kyra Sedgwick is a cocktail waitress at the Purple Onion club who can't commit to a relationship. These characters end up in a bus crash that kills everyone on board, narrowly missing a collision with a car carrying a pregnant mother who gives birth at the exact moment of the crash. The spirits of the bus passengers spend most of their time with Thomas (Eric Lloyd), the baby from that car, singing Four Seasons tunes (specifically, "Walk like a Man"). Eventually our spectral visitors realize they have to let Thomas go or he might end up in an institution because, you know, Thomas talks to them and can see them but nobody else can.

"Heart and Souls" then shifts to thirty years later with a distant yuppie-fied Thomas (Robert Downey, Jr.) who clings to his cell phone more than to his less-than-patient girlfriend (a wasted Elisabeth Shue). At the half-hour mark, the film finally picks up steam. When the bus driver of that accident (David Paymer) comes to collect the souls en route to Heaven, the ghosts realize they have to settle their unresolved problems on Earth and use Thomas as their vessel (they were supposed to do this thirty years earlier). We get a few scenes of Downey, Jr. being inhabited by these spirits and much of it is very funny, especially Sizemore inhabiting Thomas with a carnivorous sexual energy. The Woodard and Sedgwick imitations are less flattering though Downey gives it 110 percent effort. Most moving is Grodin inhabiting Downey for his chance to sing the Star Spangled Banner! 

Somehow the movie feels overstuffed and overly sentimental - perhaps fewer spirits trying to reconnect and reconcile with their past might have worked best. Just Sizemore and Grodin following Downey around might have been funnier and more soulful. Still, I was sort of sold by the movie - it is too busy to be a complete success unlike Downey's other ghost tale "Chances Are" - and it has ample charm and wears its heart on its sleeve. I have to admit, the ending moved me with the message that love is the answer to everything; only you just have to work at it. 

Deconstructing Bad Woody Allen comedy

 ANYTHING ELSE (2003)

Reviewed by Jerry Saravia

Original Review from 2003

I would have to say that Woody Allen is one of the great comic geniuses of the 20th century. Any time I see a Woody picture, I always look forward to his brazen, frank dialogue and all the typical

Allenisms about relationships in the Upper East Side. There have been slight missteps here and there ("September" and that sex parody with too a long title to print here), but there are just as many

terrific films in his resume. "Anything Else" is not just a misstep, it is easily the worst Woody Allen comedy ever made, not to mention one of the most putrid romantic comedies I've ever seen. It is so

unfunny, so forced, so unnatural that you kind of wish Meg Ryan would show up and give it a lift.

I am a big fan of Woody Allen - he was always the master of the romantic comedy. His "Annie Hall" is his greatest comedy by far. I can also list "Zelig," "Broadway Danny Rose," "Bullets over Broadway"
and "Love and Death" and, well, there are many more. There are also his Bergmanesque films, such as "Another Woman" and "Husbands and Wives," that are criminally underrated. Watching "Anything Else" is like watching a carbon copy of the real Allen. It is junior-league all the way with almost nothing transpiring on screen that will move, excite or stimulate you. Casting Jason Biggs and Christina
Ricci may have seem like natural choices, but they almost have nothing to share on screen - they appear like cardboard, stock characters who are reciting lines for a Woody Allen play, not a movie. In fact, I got the impression we were watching a filmed recital! The film's staginess and virtually static camera shots with only occasional coverage (a stylistic choice of Woody's for quite some time) emphasizes the staleness of the whole project.

Describing "Anything Else" is like describing a bland souffle - it is bland and not much else. All the vigor and juice we expect from Woody is gone. There are jokes about the Holocaust but none ring
with the truth he brought to his earlier films - even some digs at the Jews come off as tired. Jason Biggs plays a comedy writer named Jerry Falk but he is not permitted a single line that is remotely
funny - Allen did a superior job playing a comedy writer in "Annie Hall." Christina Ricci is completely unconvincing as a self-involved, jazz-loving, wanna-be actress, Amanda, who may or not be cheating
on Jerry. These two lovebirds seem more like siblings than a couple.

There is also Stockard Channing as Amanda's mother who moves in with them and tries to goad Biggs into writing lines for a song she has composed. Then we get scenes that hardly elicit more than a
mere chuckle - a chuckle in recognition of the Woody Allen of the past. An opening park bench sequence with Woody making snappy comments on Freud and other philosophers will make you cringe - he seems to struggle for laughs that aren't there.

That leads me to describe Woody Allen himself. He plays a New Jersey teacher who tries to guide Jerry, but I just got annoyed with him. His character is supposed to be an offbeat sociopath but he comes
off as artificial. There is a whole extended sequence where Woody tries to persuade Jerry to arm himself. There is a lot of hysteria over this episode, including trying to move a piano that belongs
to Amanda's mother. It is such a laughless affair that you wonder what is the point. Woody would've been better off not appearing in the movie at all.

"Anything Else" will leave you stunned as if you are watching someone imitate the comic master's style. His films of late haven't reached the comical and personal nature of "Deconstructing Harry" but they have not been offensive to the funny bone either - "Hollywood Ending" had more laughs than this travesty. An unfunny Woody Allen comedy is a criminal act in the annals of cinema.

Played it too Many Times, Sam

 HOLLYWOOD ENDING (2002)

Reviewed by Jerry Saravia

Original Review from 2002

It may be that Woody is simply too old to keep his famously neurotic schtick seem new all over again. In "Curse of the Jade Scorpion," Woody made us laugh by trying to make whoopee with Helen Hunt, and thus enduring all her putdowns. The fact that it was set in the 1930's made it almost refreshing from the usual stuff that passes for comedy nowadays. In "Small Time Crooks," he played a trashy loser who decides to pull a robbery to make ends meet. Since "Bullets Over Broadway" and "Manhattan Murder Mystery" (a decade ago), Woody has seemed content in making comedies, some as refined and less slapsticky as his early films. But in "Hollywood Ending," Woody is becoming a former shadow of himself. He is still funny (and I can't imagine a single Woody film being anything less than remotely funny), but he is losing his rougher, snappier edge - a quality that in something like "Deconstructing Harry" could attack us and make us laugh nervously.

Woody plays Val Waxman, a has-been superstar director who is stuck making deodorant commercials in cold environments. A new project has potential but it has already been offered to Peter Bogdanovich. However, Val's ex-wife, Ellie (Tea Leoni), a producer for Galaxy Pictures, has Val in mind to direct a gritty script she wrote called "The City that Never Sleeps." The story is set in New York and who doesn't know the Empire state better than Val. She has a tough time convincing Hal (Treat Williams), the executive backing the picture, that the has-been has the talent to pull it off. Unfortunately, Val suddenly acquires psychosomatic blindness and this can be a problem for someone who has to direct a cast and communicate with the cinematographer. Val has to appear like he is smoothly handling the reins of a 60-million dollar production, despite choosing strange angles and letting actors perform without the slightest bit of subtlety. You know the French would love this kind of film.

"Hollywood Ending" has humorous touches but Allen barely attacks Hollywood - his zingers lack the bite that earlier, similar films have handled with far more savage wit. It is funny hearing Val's suggestions that the film be shot in black-and-white and have a hand-held camera shot instead of a Steadicam shot to suggest the inner chaos of a character. I also like a house party scene where his friends comment that Hitchcock was an artist yet very commercial (the debate continues for all film scholars on that issue alone). But the movie's handling of Val's blindness is oddly unfunny, though it is a kick to see him to walk into people or fall from a scaffold. Every scene where a character talks to Val unbeknownst to his blindness falls flat. All Woody can do is stare in the opposite direction and flail his arms and speak in a nervous chatter (he does this routine better than anybody). Somehow the movie never really kicks into gear and offer the numerous comical problems that could occur if a director was blindly making a movie (bad pun). We never to get to see the dailies of Val's work nor do we get many comical payoffs while Val is on the set. A scene where an actress (Tiffani Thiessen) tries to seduce Val also falls flat - why couldn't the scene build on having the seduction actually work in Val's favor?

What works best is Tea Leoni as the sweet-tempered Ellie who greatly admires her ex-husband, though his focus and concentration on filmmaking was more important than their relationship (yet another Allenism we have endured again and again). I also like Treat Williams as the executive who fails to understand why he can't see the dailies. Debra Messing is the only annoying performance in the movie, heightening her character to near cartoonish status (maybe that was the point but she is far too bubbly and absent-minded for my tastes). George Hamilton as another business executive mostly recedes in the background. Mark Rydell, however, is superb as Val's beaming agent who tries to help Val get into his director's chair on the first day of production.

"Hollywood Ending" is Woody Allen at his most comatose, failing to wring the laughs from his cliched subject. Maybe there isn't much left to satirize about Hollywood anymore. It is interesting that Woody had more to say about La-La Land in 1972's "Play it Again, Sam" than he does thirty years later.

Joy and sadness at the festivities

 THE ANNIVERSARY PARTY (2001)
Reviewed by Jerry Saravia

Digital video has become a revolution ever since "The Blair Witch Project," which was shot using video and 16mm film. "The Anniversary Party" is one of the latest films shot entirely on digital video. Though the medium is not so outstanding, it is creatively used in this film where nobody mistakes a dizzying hand-held camera as a motive for making a movie. In fact, this film doesn't look like a home movie and that is one of its strengths, not to mention the addition of an incredible cast.

Jennifer Jason Leigh and Alan Cumming play Sally and Joe, a married couple living in the canyons outside of Los Angeles. Joe is an author who decides to take a shot at directing his own film, though he knows it may fail (he hates movies). Sally is a thirtysomething actress, who is thought to be past her
prime. Joe is making his movie based on one of his novels, using a bright twentysomething actress, Skye Davidson (Gwyneth Paltrow), to play the role of Sally. Sally herself is rightfully upset that she is not playing the role. The bulk of the movie is a party hosted by Sally and Joe celebrating their sixth
anniversary of their marriage. They seem like the perfect, loving couple until each guest arrives and we learn one small detail after another that reveal not all is well. The guests include Joe's best friend, Gina (Jennifer Beals), who creates an exemplary photograph of the married couple; Jerry (John Benjamin
Hickey), the business manager, and his loud wife (Parker Posey); John C. Reilly as a director, convinced that Sally has ruined his latest opus, and his largely neurotic wife (Jane Adams); a good friend of the family (Michael Panes) who looks and acts like Peter Sellers; Cal and Sophie (Kevin Kline and Phoebe Cates), a former movie idol and his retired actress wife; and, finally, two fussy neighbors next door (Denis O'Hare and Mina Badie) who are always complaining about Sally and Joe's barking dog.

Written and directed by Alan Cumming and Jennifer Jason Leigh, "The Anniversary Party" is an amalgam of Henry Jaglom crossed with the eavesdropping bravura of Robert Altman. In fact, the film reminds me a great deal of Jaglom's heart-rending "Someone to Love," which was set on Valentine's Day where a bunch of characters are invited by Jaglom to a run-down theatre. "Anniversary Party"
maintains a lively, kinetically comic charge for the first two-thirds of the film. It feels like we are eavesdropping on private conversations within this glass house. The film is all attitude and behavior, showing the different personalities of every character and slowly dissecting the Sally and Joe
marriage, albeit in a predictable though never less than compelling manner. It does loses some momentum when one character introduces ecstasy to all the guests, and we get myriad situations involving cheating and sexual byplay. Some of it is cute yet also feels forced, as if it was straining to keep things lively and interesting. The best moments are the reflective, humanistic touches
where revelations lead to dissent and conflicts, not to mention jealousies. There are also quick humorous asides and gags that are best appreciated on second viewing. But the highlight is a stunningly real and honest confrontation between Leigh and Cumming that is sure to be remembered by fans of these two excellent actors.

Joyous, sad, voyeuristic and funny, "The Anniversary Party" is quite a movie. All the guests are affectionately played by the huge cast but it is really Leigh and Cumming who hold the film together. It is about them, their marriage, their fears and their hopes for the future. A great party indeed.