April 11, 2013

Miscellaneous observations on streaming services

Filed under: Personal Observations — Q @ 5:42 pm

I watched Gosha Hideo’s marvelous adaptation of Chikamatsu’s The Oil Hell Murders (Onna-goroshi abura jigoku 女殺し油地獄), included in Hulu Plus’s Criterion Collection. The movie was as engrossing and powerful as I remembered, but the presentation was just not up to the Criterion standard. The 1.37:1 aspect ratio may have been correct but the transfer was weak, soft and clammy. The red kimonos and fundoshi should jump out of the screen but they look all drab. Disappointing.

Fans of John Carpenter, among others, are probably aware that the 3,000 limited copies of Blu Ray of Christine issued from Twilight Time was sold out in the matter of days. Now it fetches something like $130 at Amazon. Well, I thought, go for a chicken when you can’t get a pheasant, so I checked out HD-grade downloadable files of the movie at Vudu, iTunes and Amazon Prime. Well, it was disappointing, to say the least. I could have forgiven the compression artifacts and grungy color, but all these files showed the movie in an artificially cropped 1.78:1 ratio, whereas the TT Blu Ray presented the movie in 2.35:1 widescreen. Most gallingly and befuddlingly, they all showed the movie’s end titles properly formatted at 2.35:1! Why? I just don’t get it. I am glad I didn’t plunk down money to actually purchase one of these HD files.

So two thumbs down for the streaming services this week.

On a more positive note, Warner Archives has started its own streaming service. It’s apparently not ready for a big launch but is now available as a private channel for Roku.

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I haven’t really delved deeply into it yet but from what I have seen so far I like it. It’s a bit expensive but considering the money I am putting down for Warner Archive Collection DVDs it is likely to even out. Most interestingly, many of its catalogue titles are available in high definition: Black Scorpion, Death in Venice, Blow-Up, Horror of Dracula, Fearless Vampire Killers, Cat People, Gun Crazy, The Americanization of Emily and others. The sampling was rather quick so I probably missed some problems likely to be noticed (To be sure, none of the HD presentations were comparable in quality to high-end Blu Rays that come out of Criterion, Arrow or Warners themselves, or perhaps to classic titles available in Vudu or iTunes), but this seems to confirm that the outlets who care about good DVD presentations are those who do a good job with streaming.

Finally, I am happy to note that Synapse Films is also now streaming through Roku channel (and promises to do so via Apple TV as well: will that really happen?) and I am overjoyed to have access to their inimitably, seriously weird titles without having to hunt their OOP or hard-to-find DVDs down.

March 18, 2013

The party to die for in INVITATION ONLY [Region 2 DVD]

Filed under: DVD Reviews — Q @ 4:33 pm

INVITATION ONLY 絶命派對. Taiwan. A Tree Dots Entertainment Production, 2009. 1 hour 35 minutes.

Directed by Kevin Ko. Written by Chang Chia-Cheng, Carolyn Lin. Director of Photography James Yuan. Special Effects Make-up by Huang Ming-Chu, Fei Wen-Pin. Music by Cody Westheimer. Edited by Henry Wei, Kevin Ko. Cast: Bryant Chang (Wade) 張濬家, Jerry Huang 黃志瑋 (President Yang), Julianne Chu (Hitomi) 朱蕾安, Maria Ozawa (Dana) 小澤マリア, Kristian Brodie (Dr. Warren), Joseph Ma (Lin), Vivi Ho 何嘉文 (Holly), Kao Yin-Hsuan (Richard)

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A young chauffeur Wade (Bryant Chang, Anywhere, Somewhere, Nowhere), working for the super-rich President Yang (Jerry Huang), dreams of a big opportunity and idolizes a Japanese billboard model/actress (Maria Ozawa). He is offered a chance by Yang to attend a swank weekend party in the latter’s stead, as a temporary kagemusha, so to speak. Arriving at the party, he meets Hitomi (Julianne, 100 Days), a businesswoman, Lin, a legislator, Richard, a renowned pianist, and Holly, a socialite. Everything goes fine until Wade and other newcomers find out that they are all impersonators. And that they are the animals to be slaughtered for the entertainment of the party guests.

Invitation Only is a true ’80s-style slasher movie: the requisite cat-and-mouse chases, leering, slow-mo sex, outrageous gore and protracted torture, and even the coke-addled, Champagne-stained corporate-yuppie milieu are dutifully reproduced. Kevin Ko’s directorial skills for generating suspense are middling. Most of the set pieces are not particularly memorable, with their punchlines telegraphed before they arrive. The bombastic music score is of little help. Gore makeup is appropriately vicious, especially during the impromptu surgery performed on the face of one hapless victim, but loses some of its ability to shock by the time the decapitation-by-a-medieval-ax climax rolls out.

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What distinguish Invitation Only from run-of-the-mill slashers are two things: its subtler-than-usual characterization and its brazenly straightforward thematic hook, that turns the entire horror film set-up into a metaphoric indictment of the economic exploitation of Taiwan’s working class. The notion of the society’s rich, decadent elite manipulating the desire for consumer goods and upward mobility on the part of the working stiffs to have fun at the latter’s expense is pretty potent, and it gives the gruesome proceedings of the film the kind of sociological bite that Saw films, for instance, lack.

The film’s head villain, played by Jerry Huang, a big TV star in Taiwan, dispatches his prey with aplomb that borders on ennui, exuding total contempt and arrogance, and is a much more effective antagonist than some anonymous guy in a hockey mask with Mama issues. He is well matched by Julianne Chu’s female protagonist, who certainly acts smart and saves her skin through an ingenious act of role-playing that also directly addresses the issue of “passing” as a member of another class. In fact, Invitation Only can be read as an allegory for the anxiety of the new consumerist rich that their (gated and CCTV-monitored) realm could easily be breached by the pretenders to the status, and is more interesting from that angle than as a yet another addition to the slasher-torture-porn sub-genre.

DVD Presentation:

G2 Pictures Home Video. Region 2 PAL. Video: Anamorphic Widescreen 1.78:1. Audio: Mandarin Chinese (some dialogues in Japanese and English), Dolbly Digital 5.1. Subtitles: English. Street Date: 2010.

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G2 Pictures presents Invitation Only in a 1.78:1 wide-screen PAL transfer, formatted from its 1.85:1 theatrical aspect ratio. Filmed in HD video, the visual quality is reasonably clean if not exemplary. Video is unfortunately interlaced and lacking in film-like rich texture, but, up-converted by a good player, it does approximate the sparkling HD quality. Color values appear to be correct, although majority of the movie takes place in nighttime and cinematography is a bit drab. Audio is likewise adequate but not special, with a moderately effective channel separation. The dialogue and sound effects are rendered fine.

English subtitles are generally well done. They also appear when characters, such as Dana and Dr. Warren, speak English, but are not too annoying. There are no special features other than a couple of previews for other titles.

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Invitation Only is not a genre-redefining masterpiece but is definitely worth seeing for fans of ‘80-style slasher horror. It can serve as an example of how the almost primitive genre conventions of a slasher horror can be repurposed to make some unnervingly relevant political points: in that sense it shares the same orientation with the much more deranged and creative Dream House.

*Review copy courtesy of DaaVeeDee

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January 13, 2013

My Favorite DVDs and Blu Rays of 2012

Filed under: DVD Reviews, Personal Observations — Q @ 5:26 pm

Last year I had to go through some serious medical issues and really did not have time to compile or upload the year’s best list. I still suffer from some ailments typical for a middle-aged Korean guy but the worst problems– that could have led to a very miserable fifties and possibly an early death– are apparently behind me. I thank God’s guidance and love… and of course my wife’s, and the support and love shown by my friends.

It is too bad that, while I have made a successful recovery, and lost at most four to five months out of the time reserved for my next book project, some of my close relatives and friends had suffered from personal hardships, depressing episodes and frustrations, both major and minor. The US presidential election thankfully did not result in the new tide of Tea Party madness, but the South Korean one, closely contested and with a record voter turn-out, went to the conservative Park Geun Hye, daughter of the military dictator Park Chung Hee. As a result, many young Koreans are suffering from what they only half-jokingly refer to as cases of “mental collapse,” comparable to the way American progressives felt when Dubya got elected second time against John Kerry. I could play a Korean studies academic and expound on the substantial differences between Park, Korea’s first woman president in history, and Dubya (It is unlikely, for instance, that Park will blithely ignore social welfare issues paramount in the public discourse the way American Republicans had done, all the way to the economic breakdown of 2008), but this is not the place and time to do that. At this juncture, I can only hope that President-Elect Park will not repeat the heavy-handed (and oftentimes frankly block-headed) cultural policies of the outgoing Lee Myung Bak regime.

In any case, the most significant development in this year in terms of my movie-going habit was a cautious switch to streaming/download occasioned by my illness. The switch, which is not exactly half-hearted but is not exactly a wholesale conversion either, was really spurred on by Hulu Plus’ decision to import hundreds of rare and classical films from the Janus/Criterion collection, especially films of Kinoshita Keisuke, Oshima Nagisa, Shinoda Masahiro and other Japanese masters, many of which are unavailable as DVDs or Blu Rays outside Japan (The Japanese DVDs are simply too expensive: a bare-bones Japanese disc of a fairly obscure ’70s film still can cost $40 to purchase from stateside). We finally invested some money (earned back partly from pruning cable channels) into installing a high-speed internet service, an essential pre-condition for enjoying any movie properly through streaming or downloading (Don’t even try it when you only have a generic internet connection. Frustrations are just not worth it. It used to take 5 hours for me to download a decent HD quality feature film from a Korean source: now, with the new setup, it takes about 45 minutes. Koreans routinely share and download movies as large as 3-4 GB in their personal computers).

I have more than once inveighed against Netflix in this space for its cavalier attitude toward the quality control of their merchandise, but there has been some improvement. It still does not guarantee HD quality for most of its library titles but it has since expanded the catalog to include many classical and foreign films. Currently, many recent Korean titles that did not receive proper distributions in the US (including Best Seller, Howling, Punch, The Servant, Paju, Sunny and so on) are available in Netflix with proper English subtitles and, for the most part, in serviceable HD transfers. Vudu, on the other hand, is rather expensive but might come in handy if some of its catalog titles which I would want to watch more than once in excellent HD quality (not the 720p “fake” HD but the full 1080p resolution, although it still cannot compete against the better-quality Blu Rays) and are unavailable except for expensive European or Japanese imports (Cf. Legend of the Hell House, Bridge on the Remagen and Ken Russell’s Valentino). They have some curiosity-peaking selections in the catalog, too, such as Scandinavian and Spanish-language genre films (including a series of Spanish spook shows executive produced by Who Can Kill A Child?’s Narcisso Ibanez Serrador). Apple TV/iTunes of course boasts excellent picture quality but I would like to see them try harder with classical titles. Just the other night, for instance, I discovered that iTunes carry two different HD versions of Orson Wells’s The Stranger for rental, one from MGM and another from Film Chest [who issued their own budget Blu Ray in 2011]. In this case, if iTunes could allow me to sample two minutes of the file itself the way Vudu does (which I find immensely helpful) instead of the film’s official trailer, we would have a better idea of which version to choose. Still, it is undoubtedly good to have movie like The Stranger in a full HD transfer available in iTunes.

So, with the streamed/downloaded movies making further inroads into my inner sanctum, and now having figured out ways to legitimately (and relatively painlessly) download Korean films long-distance, it is perhaps expected that the overall amount of DVDs and Blu Rays purchased this year has dropped by approximately 25% (Truth be told, the issue of storage of DVDs has become close to a nightmare in our household as well. Something must give, in order for us to have some breathing space). But that does not mean that DVDs and Blu Rays are in decline in the North American market. Nosiree, in fact Warner Archive Collection has been such a great success (they released close to 400 movies in the last year only… amazing) they promised to branch into Blu Rays. Olive Films and Twilight Time are particularly notable as two independent labels that have made available many famous-but-difficult-to-see or near-forgotten great (or at least fascinating) classical films in beautiful HD transfers (I just hope that they could add English subtitles as regular features, at least every once in a while)… and not all of them American movies either (Olive Films are now releasing, for example, old French Jean-Paul Belmondo and Lino Ventura vehicles such as The Brain and Spy vs. Spy into Region 1 Blu Ray). And I am still running into DVD and Blu Ray releases of the most unexpected archival treasures from Europe, Japan and Korea.

I acknowledge that, given this situation, my 2013 best list might require some tinkering as to its format. Right now I am sticking by the principle of choosing among DVDs and Blu Rays that I own (purchased, or otherwise acquired, and currently in possession), but perhaps by the end of this year I would have watched too many rare and brilliant classical films on Hulu, Vudu, Fandor or other streaming/download venues to ignore them as candidates for the year’s end list. We shall see. Who knows? I might move to Japan for a quarter and the list might end up flooded by Region 2 Japanese DVDs.

As usual, the items chosen herewith reflect highly personal choices and not “objective” appraisals of their actual “qualities” or even necessarily the net worth of the DVD/Blu Ray as a merchandise. Some are total surprises, others are reappreciations based on new editions that came out only in 2012, and yet others are there for overwhelmingly nostalgic reasons, dating back to the formative cinephilic memories of my childhood and teen years. Some of these selections made for challenging, and in the case of The Great Killing frankly unpleasant, experiences, but they were nonetheless included for being startling discoveries and re-discoveries. Beautiful or ugly, brilliant or head-scratchingly weird, they all are the discs that I would not think of letting go.

This year the candidate pool of DVDs are down and those of Blu Rays were up, and the number of selections (ten for DVDs, eleven for Blu Rays) reflect that. Again as usual, the Korean-language list, uploaded at Djunaboard, duplicates most, but not all, of the items in this list. See, as I have said before, the English- and Korean-language speaking regions of my brain sometimes disagree with one another.

10. Ghost Story a.k.a. Circle of Fear: The Complete Series (Sony Pictures, Region Free)

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This probably won’t make anybody’s years’ “best” list in terms of its reputation or artistic accomplishments, although this ’70s horror anthology series is certainly the most fondly remembered one of its kind for me, having left a far greater impact than, say, Night Gallery, if not Twilight Zone or The Prisoner.

I will be the first to admit that some of the episodes have become totally dated and are in fact pretty dull (though still showcasing an excellent range of guest stars from Jason Robards, Janet Lee, Helen Hayes, Gena Rowlands to David Soul), but I would argue that the great ones among them have lost little of their macabre wit, emotional power and the ultra-creepiness of their ideas. The standout episodes, easily recalled from my childhood, are: “House of Evil,” starring the marvelous Melvyn Douglas and the very young Jodie Foster in a Robert Bloch-scripted little tale of homespun voodoo: “Time of Terror,” in which Patricia Neal cannot seem to escape the hotel she checked in: “Dark Vengeance,” wherein Martin Sheen and Kim Darby are menaced by a seemingy innocuous childhood toy (this episode did give me a terrifying nightmare as a child): “The Ghost of a Potter’s Field,” who is an ancestor of all those completely “unreasonable” ghosts in J-horror who pick on completely innocent parties rather than those responsible for their predicaments: and “Earth, Air, Fire and Water,” co-written by Harlan Ellison and D. C. Fontana, which invokes an acid trip gone horribly wrong, in a tale that is equal times fruity-wacky and crazy-vicious. They sure as heck don’t make ‘em as they used to.

9. Ultra Seven: The Complete Series (Shout! Factory, Region Free)

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Perhaps the best special effects/giant monster/juvenile SF live-action series ever produced in Japan, Ultra Seven played briefly in the wee hours of the night at TCM with what I remember to be rather Mystery Science Theater-style English dubbing. While the Tsuburaya studio’s huge blunder with overseas rights of their franchise has prevented Shout! Factory from accessing the high-quality sources, the presentation is more than adequate, with an extensive booklet essay by August Ragone, including the reason for non-inclusion of the “controversial” episode featuring the radiation-damaged Spehlians (The consumers of Japanese popular culture from decades ago should be aware that many publishers routinely “revise” their contents to placate the PC police, and therefore the newly published editions of these works cannot be relied on as accurate gauges of the social attitudes of the Japanese in the past).

In general, Ultra Seven, even in this juvenile wrestling-in-monster-suit mode, is a surprisingly and impressively stalwart piece of science fiction, dealing with such issues as genocide, nuclear annihilation, drug addiction, racism and cultural chauvinism (via portrayals of sympathetic aliens), among others, while the title character violently dispatches colorful invaders from the outer space with his trusty Eye Slugger (a boomerang that slices and dices his opponent, ouch!), Emerium Beam and Wide Shot.

Added to the fun is some extremely avant-garde and experimental episodes directed by the aesthete par excellence Jissoji Akio, of which “The Cursed Town” is the best example.

8. Lili (Warner Archive Collection, Region 1)

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This is a beautiful little gem, unassuming, pleasant. Lili is not going to turn the heads of film scholars but so what? It is one of those movies that fills in the interstitial, empty spaces of a film fan’s brain left in between the two-hundred pounds gorillas from Hollywood on the one hand and the pouting, mumbling or screaming artistic greats that tiresomely demand undivided attention on the other. At the center is Leslie Caron, a completely beguiling presence if ever was one. Not substantial enough to be called a musical, with only two dance numbers, I would nonetheless not want to live in a world where films like Lili have become extinct.

And who needs song-and-dance routines when you can have “Hi-Lili-Hi-Lo” from Bronislaw Caper?

7. When Horror Came to Shochiku (Criterion Eclipse, Region 1)

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Paradoxically, as Criterion leads the foray toward Blu Ray releases of their widely acknowledged classics, its Eclipse series, devoted to the DVD releases of its presumably second-tier titles, has become even more important for collectors like myself. These packages of three to five films, connected through production companies, personnel, countries of origin or other markings, with minimal supplements, reasonably priced at approximately $10-$15 per title in most major internet outlets, are truly valuable resources for film fans to discover some of the lesser-known works of world cinema.

A case in point: When Horror Came to Shochiku, which collects the four SF/horror flicks produced at Shochiku studio pretty well known within Japan but seldom seen outside the country in properly formatted, English-subtitled editions. None of the movies collected here is an enduring work of cinematic art, but they are all fascinating for a variety of reasons: X from the Outer Space, for its utter goofiness wildly in conflict with its mostly creative designs, Goke, Body Snatcher from Hell with its hideous fungus-alien and laughably fake-looking special makeup effects, The Living Skeleton, a model of an atmospheric supernatural thriller that remains effective despite not making a wick of sense plot-wise, and Genocide, a poor man’s Phase IV that nonetheless evokes a hysterical, unpleasant atmosphere befitting its apocalyptic denouement.

6. The Great Killing 大殺陳 (AnimEigo, Region 1)

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With the Miike Takashi remake of 13 Assassins well received by Euro-American critics, AnimEigo turned to Kudo Eiichi’s original (1963) as well as his other notorious period pieces, Eleven Samurai (1966) and The Great Killing (1964), releasing them into Region 1 DVD with their customary multi-layer subtitles. Shocking in its violence (but not in the depiction of gory bodily harm), vicious beyond belief, and eye-opening in its hand-held depiction of the confusions of mass swordfight, The Great Killing is neither a quasi-fascist, aesthetic celebration of bushido (as some Misumi Kenji films are) nor a heroic story of the struggle of the underclass. If read as an allegory for radical political movement, the movie seems to look ahead at least a decade out into the former’s savage implosion in early ’70s. Its ostensible “heroes” are every bit as hypocritical, murderous and berserk-insane as their enemies, headed by the frequently vilified real-life historical character Sakai Tadakiyo, are craven and jaundiced. There is no wrapping paper of graceful fight choreography or existential cool to prettify the proceedings: Kudo undercuts the statements of purpose uttered with seeming conviction by his samurai “heroes” with subsequent revelations of these men’s horrifying actions toward their loved ones or compatriots.

I am still not sure whether I even like this film, but there is no denying its insane, skull-knapping force, unlike pretty much any Japanese period piece ever made.

5. The Sorcerers (Warner Archive Collection, Region 1)

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Michael Reeves died at the tender age of 24 due to drug overdose after directing just three full feature films. Even though the Vincent Price vehicle Witchfinder General is considered to be his magnum opus, I think Reeves’s truly enduring work in the horror genre is The Sorcerers. Made with threadbare resources, starring rather frail-looking Boris Karloff, the film nonetheless touches raw nerves, by turns absorbing, uncomfortable, and angry. It comments on the exploitation of the younger generation by the old but, at the same time, the “sorcerers” of the title are pursuing a goal that has a far greater resonance than simple “metaphysical evil:” rejuvenation of their bodily senses, the pleasure derived from which would, as we can readily imagine, be more powerful than any narcotic substance.

Rather than Asphyx or Witchfinder General, this is one British horror which could be remade into a stunning contemporary piece, presumably to be helmed by the likes of Darren Aronofsky, Kurosawa Kiyoshi or Park Chan-wook.

4. Heitai yakuza 兵隊やくざ [The Hoodlum Soldier] (Kadokawa/Daiei Pictures, Region 2)

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I bought this Japanese DVD sight unseen, based on the marquee value (directed by Masumura Yasuzo and starring Katsu Shintaro!), and honestly didn’t know what to expect. Mostly, the kind of slightly subversive but commercially palatable “military comedy” familiar from, say, the British postwar cinema.

No. No, no.

The Hoodlum Solider, which was a big financial hit and eventually became one of the tentpole franchises for Daiei, is a searing black comedy entirely devoid of machismo and the sentimental “We are all doing this for our country after all” call for male bonding, so much so that it might shock some American viewers into hating this film. Its combination of emotionally galvanizing eruptions of physical violence (nary a gun is fired in the whole film, except for the episode of a deserter killing himself with his rifle) and cool, almost sardonic gaze at the thoroughly dehumanizing absurdities of the command structure and discipline of the Japanese military is entirely unique, and makes for a pitch-black “comedy” that hurts your molars even as you break out in disbelieving guffaws. Because The Hoodlum Soldier does not pursue the lofty ideals of denunciation of warfare as in, say, O What A Lovely War!, it might never receive a proper appreciation from film critics and scholars, but I find this film’s domestic hit status telling me volumes more about what the Japanese viewers of ’60s were really thinking about their own past as well as present.

And somebody stateside needs to release a proper Masumura Yasuzo DVD/Blu Ray collection pronto! Shamefully, Masumura remains one of the most neglected major directors of ’60s and’70s in the home theater scene.

*Sadly, this DVD edition does not carry English subtitles.

3. Born to be Bad (Warner Archive Collection, Region 1)

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When I first watched Born to be Bad, I thought the synopsis was rather like a story from a high-end Japanese girl’s comic book, and certainly not a film noir material. I still think it is not really a film noir, but that’s for film studies scholars to figure out. The motion picture otherwise is a sinfully entertaining marvel of complicated characters, going through knotted and twisted relationships on their way to money, social standing and romantic fulfillment (or lack thereof). And of course, at the center of it is Joan Fontaine’s Christabel, who always seems to be harboring a secret smirk behind her twinkling demure-girl countenance. Nicholas Ray’s sensitive direction turns this borderline-tawdry (or conversely swooningly fluffy) material into a high-class suspense drama in which you root for the success and yearn for the downfall of the femme fatale at the same time. A wicked fun all the way.

Warner Archive’s DVD On Demand release includes the extended ending that elaborates on the eventual fate of Christabel. Hint: it anticipates by decades one much talked-about pattern of the so-called neo-noir endings.

2. The Devils: Two-Disc Special Edition (British Film Institute, Region 2)

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I don’t think my Catholic relatives will be happy to see me putting this overtly lascivious motion picture, the pinnacle of bad-boyness from the bad boy director Ken Russell in this list, but in a way my Catholic upbringing is exactly what makes it so potent and soul-shaking (How would a, say, Tibetan Buddhist respond to the imagery of religious frenzy in this controversial film?).

BFI for some reason bypassed the Blu Ray path and released The Devils in a supplement-choked two disc edition. The transfer is eye-cleansing and what appeared as arch and theatrical in VHS now has an aura of genuine medieval grandeur, the kind of oppressively sumptuous beauty that Russell, more than any other filmmaker (including Derek Jarman and Peter Greenaway) knew how to capture on film.

1. Jean Grémillon During the Occupation (Criterion Eclipse, Region 1)

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These films, produced and released during Nazi Occupation, Remorques, Lumiere d’ete and Le ciel est a vous, are here not only because they themselves are wonderful works of art, but also because personally they are reminders of how little I, a historian of modern Japan and Korea, have contributed to understanding the culture of Korean colonial period. Despite the recent discoveries of a host of bilingual films made in 1930s and 1940s (many of them released on DVDs by Korean Film Archive, no less), the appreciation of the colonial-period Korean culture, including cinema, is still hampered by ideological strictures and political expediency.

Jean Grémillon, Henri Georges Clouzeau and others who had remained and continued to work under the Vichy regime paid for their choices one way or another, but we have little problem acknowledging the skills and thought that went into this trio of films, or humanistic insights we are able to derive from watching them. I cannot help but envy the French, not their so-called patriotism, but their deep faith in the cinematic language for its ability to get at fundamental human truths.

I ask you, Korean filmmakers, do you have such faiths in cinema? Do you really have what it takes to vilify and denounce the colonial-period filmmakers who had “collaborated” with the Japanese empire?

Whew, we are done with DVDs. Now onto Blu Rays.

11. Zorro (Somerville House, Region Free)

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Okay, the transfer quality here is merely okay, but this was the complete surprise release of 2012 for me, as I was looking for the way to purchase this particular version of Zorro for many years. I almost got hold of a French MGM DVD release at one point but it went out of print (I think).

Alain Delon, the megastar of Korea in ’70s (largely thanks to his megastar status in Japan), makes a fine swashbuckling hero, but this Franco-Italian co-production that resembles a lavish costume drama put together by a spaghetti Western crew who suddenly had a change of plan is really carried by Stanley Baker as the evil strongman Huerta. Baker makes a great villain truly worthy of Basil Rathbone. Add to the mix exciting swordfights, characterizations that do not insult intelligence of the viewers, and the infectious score by Guido and Maurizio De Angelis, and we have two hours of unassuming, terrific entertainment.

10. Plague of the Zombies (Hammer/Studio Canal, Region B)

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Every year I seemingly end up including at least one Hammer release in my year’s end list. Even though the “official” UK DVD re-releases of old Hammer chestnuts like X The Unknown are of disappointing quality, Studio Canal has thankfully been issuing the studio’s color titles in absolutely magnificent Blu Ray editions. Plague of the Zombies and The Reptile, directed by John Gilling and both featuring the stunning Jacqueline Pearce and highly unusual (and very scary) monster designs, are their most recent Blu Ray upgrades. Plague, seen in the HD Technicolor glory, is a completely different movie, compared to the old Anchor Bay DVD edition, much less the VHS. Zombies now sport striking blue-green skin color and the key nightmare sequence in the middle is now truly nightmarish with insanely vivid hues!

A must for any Eurohorror fan.

9. Swamp Water (Twilight Time, Region Free)

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Twilight Time, an offshoot label from Film Score Monthly, loves to dig up forgotten films unjustly neglected by major studios, many with great film scores isolated on a separate track. Jean Renoir’s American debut film from 1941, about a group of economically disadvantaged Georgia swamp dwellers, receives a surprising Blu Ray treatment.

With a great cast overlapping quite a bit with John Ford’s stock company (Ward Bond, Walter Brennan, etc.), the film makes a compelling case for tolerance in the context of an oppressive, tradition-bound community in a very Renoir-like manner. I am most struck by the young hero portrayed by Dana Andrews. I am so used to seeing him as a cold, slightly mean-spirited film noir protagonist that his sensitive characterization here really threw me for a loop.

An altogether satisfying film, “classical” in all the best way you can imagine. My only problem is that its dialogue (authentically Southern or not) was rather difficult to understand without English subtitles.

8. Yellow Submarine (Capitol Records, Region Free)

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Anybody who can’t stand Beatles? I wonder if there is still anyone on Planet Earth whose reaction to the Beatles is like one by James Bond in Goldfinger, “gotta listen to them with earmuffs on.” Well, anyhow, all except those who can’t stand the Beatles and those who immediately nod off watching anything other than a spastic shoot-’em-up video game, can join us in a trip to Pepperland in the fabled Yellow Submarine.

The Capitol Records’ Blu Ray is an immaculate presentation, each frame like a freshly minted copy of a pop art. And John Lennon singing “Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds,” ah…

7. Rosemary’s Baby (Criterion Collection, Region A)

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Not exactly unexpected given the label’s commitment to Roman Polanski’s ’60s opus (Could a Blu Ray of The Tenant be far behind?), yet it is still thrilling to have such a unabashed, bona fide urban horror film issued from Criterion. Given a somewhat subdued, film-like (lots of grain) presentation, Rosemary’s Baby fares well, too, in the sound department, a revelation for me this time around. (It’s also the first time I noticed so many– perhaps unnecessary– details in the nude coven/nightmare sequence!) The supplement thankfully includes input from Ira Levin– I still love the author’s original ending of the novel over the film’s pessimistic one more in line with Polanski’s taste– and is top-notch as usual.

6. Le silence de la mer (Eureka!/Masters of Cinema, Region Free)

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Another key release, like Jean Grémillon films, concerning the Nazi Occupation of France, this time directly tackled by former Resistance fighter Jean-Pierre Melville in his deeply felt, outwardly “boring,” collected debut feature, about a cultured, Francophile Nazi officer (The bug-eyed Howard Vernon, familiar from appearances in numerous Jess Franco films) who becomes a boarding guest at a French academic’s house. He and his niece responds to the erudite soldier’s effort to open communication with complete silence. Are they actually practicing “passive resistance” against the invader? Or is this “silence of the sea” in the end a futile gesture, just another form of subservience to the cruel wheel of history?

Melville, faithfully adapting the novel by Jean Bruller (Vercors), refuses to spoon-feed the answers to the viewers. Neither does he deploy any obstacle in front of us for sympathizing with the film’s Nazi protagonist. Like best works of Robert Bresson, Le silence probes our essential humanity beneath the agendas of nationalism and Machtpolitik, rigorously non-judgmental and serenely resolute.

Someday Korean filmmakers will make a great motion picture like this on the Japanese colonial period. We haven’t yet.

5. Scarlet Street (Kino Lorber, Region Free)

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Fritz Lang’s exemplary film noir, with the deadly triumvirate of the materialistic and cruel femme fatale (Joan Bennett), the perfect patsy-turned-victim-of-fate (Edward G. Robinson in a remarkable performance the genealogy of which may be traced back to Emil Jannings in The Blue Angel) and the scuzzy, knife-carrying pimp-leech (Dan Duryea), scales the height of a Greek tragedy in the end, while remaining truthful to its nasty, pulpish origins.

Kino Lorber’s HD transfer from the Library Congress-housed 35mm negative sparkles, doing justice to the uncommonly emotional (but totally non-sentimental) conclusion amidst falling snowflakes.

4. Twilight’s Last Gleaming (Olive Films, Region A)

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I have always been on lookout for this Robert Aldrich-directed political thriller ever since reading the synopsis in the Japanese film magazine Screen in ’70s, wherein it was (if I remember correctly) given an attention-grabbing (and perhaps subconsciously wish-fulfilling?) title, The Last Day of the United States. Of course, it was completely banned from South Korea. (Readers can draw your own conclusions from this bit of info)

Burt Lancaster, Paul Winfield, Burt Young and William Smith take over a missile silo and from there unfold a tense negotiation with the White House headed by Charles Durning as a moderate president, a military operation engineered by a hawkish general Richard Widmark to penetrate the silo without triggering off the nuclear Armageddon and finally a hostage crisis in which the life of the US president is at stake.

Heart-stoppingly suspenseful, technically dazzling, politically furious and ultimately mournful, Aldrich’s apocalyptic thriller is a treat in the bright HD Blu Ray from Olive Films, who has seen it fit to include an excellent making-of-documentary by Bavaria Film International from the perspective of the German crew.

3. Body and Soul (Olive Films, Region Free)

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Among the John Garfield-starring films gris (“gray films”) released into Blu Ray this year, many will choose Force of Evil as the most significant, but my absolute favorite among them is this superbly intelligent pugilist drama. Garfield gives an Oscar-nominated performance as Charley Davis, a young punk who dreams big and makes it too, only to find his bouts tightly controlled by the moneyed interests. Lilli Palmer is his faithful girlfriend. Spiced up by pungent yet economical dialogue penned by Abraham Polonski, Body and Soul is a straightforward story of a man trying to succeed in an inherently corrupt economic system.

Those who find the movie’s ending perhaps too genre-oriented or “conventional” are perhaps not paying attention to the rich implications of the final dialogue uttered by Charley. Exquisitely filmed in black and white by James Wong Howe.

2. All Quiet on the Western Front (Universal, Region Free)

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An astonishing rediscovery for me, All Quiet on the Western Front, made in 1930, only thirteen years after the conclusion of First World War, is a motion picture, echoing one of the blurbs in the package, that all people in all nations with a standing army (Wait, that excludes Japan! OK, with any military organization capable of conducting a full-scale war) should watch at least once. It is not a simplistic “pacifist” film that declares the war is hell and is done with the topic. All Quiet instead begins with the direct depiction of the beautiful appeal of patriotism (and the very idea of “dying for one’s own country”), and touches on, sometimes shockingly, many aspects of the modern warfare that many Americans had only begun to grasp as a “problem” after the Viet Nam War, including the permanent psychological trauma suffered by the veterans.

Both US and Korea (and Japan before 1945) are powerfully militarized cultures that cannot properly function without constituting taking of human lives in a large scale as something necessary for its survival, if not necessarily glorious. The wonder of cinema is such that a German novel had already been adapted into a great American film 83 years ago, which articulates the “reality” of a war without any stupid CGI embellishments or holier-than-thou rhetoric.

Americans and South Koreans need to watch this masterpiece at least once in their lives. They owe it to their forebears who had their souls torn asunder, so that their children and grandchildren may not have to suffer the same fate.

Universal’s Blu Ray special edition is magnificent, with nerve-fraying sounds of cannonballs whistling down from the sky coming out clearly in the soundtrack, and including a silent version of the same film which makes for a fascinating comparison.

1. Johnny Guitar (Olive Films, Region Free)

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As usual, I have littlest to say about this year’s unquestioned No. 1 Blu Ray of them all.

All I can say is that it is brilliant! No one has ever made and no one will ever make another film like it. I would love to see an adaptation of Johnny Guitar as a Takarazuka revue theater production, with both Sterling Hayden’s Johnny and Joan Crawford’s Vienna played by (usually stunningly beautiful) Takarazuka actresses. And then we will finally get to hear Vienna belting out Victor Young’s sultry, adult theme song!

Now I understand why Jean-Luc Godard allegedly claimed that “Nicholas Ray is cinema.” Il est impossible d’argumenter contre le vérité, no?

As Warner Archive now jumping into the Blu Ray foray, and Kino Lorber, Olive Films, Twilight Time and of course Criterion all promising releases of forgotten and under-appreciated masterpieces and peculiarities in the new year, things are definitely looking up in the DVD/Blu Ray front. Thanks for reading, dear readers, and I wish you a bountiful year for watching and collecting classic and new cinema from around the world!

December 4, 2012

Yukari Oshima gently strokes (NOT!) her male co-stars in OUTLAW BROTHERS [Region 1 DVD Review]

Filed under: DVD Reviews — Q @ 3:52 pm

OUTLAW BROTHERS 最佳賊拍檔. A Movie Impact Limited Production. Hong Kong, 1 hour 40 minutes. Directed by Frankie Chan 陳勳奇. Screenplay by Barry Wong 黃炳耀. Cinematography by Ma Kwun Wah. Action Directors Fung Hart On, Yuen Suen Yee, Cheng Chin Ho. Art Director Sin Kwai Gee. Produced by Frankie Chan and Eric Tsang. Cast: Frankie Chan (James), Max Mok 莫少聰 (Bond), Yukari Oshima 大島由香里 (Tequila), Miu Kiu Wai 苗僑偉 (Sergeant Wong), Nishiwaki Michiko, 西脇美智子 Sharon Kwok, Sheila Chin, Jeff Falcon, Mark Houghton.

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Dragon Dynasty, the Weinstein company’s Asian action cinema line, is still releasing old “classic” titles into DVDs, now distributed by Vivendi Entertainment. Outlaw Brothers belongs to the lineage of the kung fu films set in urban, contemporary settings, dominated by Jackie Chan, Yuen Biao and other masters of acrobatic action but also obviously influenced by the Aces Go Places films (the Chinese title makes a reference to the series, even though its content has nothing to do with the latter).

The film’s nominal plot concerns a pair of car thieves (director Frankie Chan and Max Mok), irritatingly named “James” and “Bond” in English subs, who specialize in stealing expensive foreign cars, namely Porsches and Ferraris. They are pursued by the cops headed by Tequila (Yukari Oshima a.k.a. Cynthia Luster) but the cops and robbers are forced to join forces to help James’s sister, married to an idiot car racer being embroiled in a cocaine smuggling operation masterminded by a Japanese mob boss (Nishiwaki Michiko). Outlaw Brothers initially pays some lip service to examination of the technical operations of the car thieves but soon abandons any effort at realism or substantial drama in favor of stylized kung fu fight sequences, strung together through obligatory plot contrivances. Not quite as graceful or inventive as the best efforts of Jackie, Yuen, Sammo Hung or (more recently) Donnie Yen, Frankie Chan’s direction still manages to hold your attention. He thankfully does not waste too much of its time on the comic relief antics of Sergeant Wong (Miu Kiu Wai) and even though mugging by Max Mok’s supercilious character becomes increasingly irritating, he is politely set aside when it is time to kick butts, which is very often.

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Seen from today’s vintage point, the film is most memorable as a proper starring vehicle for Yukari Oshima, a Fukuoka-born karate-trained dynamo, who has sometimes been outfitted with horrendous wardrobe and brainless characterizations in her numerous Continent-side appearances (She is still going strong at 49, having recently shown up in Frankie Chan-helmed The Legendary Amazons [2011]). Here she is obviously treated well by director and co-star Chan, able to show off not only her athleticism but also a considerable amount of feline charm. Too bad that the big climax, complete with a hundred chickens, a grenade launcher and a ton of Camel tobacco boxes, is a bit too frantic and silly to be truly effective.

While clearly not on the level of Iron Monkey (1993) or Project A (1983) in terms of choreographic artistry or sheer excitement, Outlaw Brothers should please fans of the Hong Kong cinema nostalgic for the CG-free, yikes-that-blow-looks-really-painful physical action of yesteryears.

DVD Presentation:*

Dragon Dynasty/Weinstein Company. NTSC. Region 1. Video: Anamorphic Widescreen 1.78:1. Audio: Cantonese Mono, English (Dubbed) Mono. Subtitles: English, Spanish, English SDH. Supplements: None. Suggested retail price: $14.93. Street date: October 30, 2012.

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Dragon Dynasty’s DVD presentation is somewhat disappointing. It appears to be a direct porting over of an old Hong Kong DVD transfer (the movie begins with a prominent Media Asia logo). While the video looks reasonably clean and blemish-free, it features exactly the kind of looks you would expect from a late ’80s Hong Kong film, grainy and cheap-looking, with severely cramped compositions that do not showcase car action sequences in the best light. A spanking HD transfer this is not.

The audio is an even bigger letdown: it only comes in Cantonese and English mono tracks. While I wasn’t exactly expecting a Dolby DTS remaster, these are simply too weak to be bothered. They sound totally canned and only a few notches above a beat-up VHS tape. I am no fan of tinkering with the original sound design, but in this case the lame audio seriously detracts from enjoyment of the movie.

There are no supplements except for the advertisements for other titles in Dragon Dynasty series. This DVD could really have used a supplement devoted to Yukari Oshima. A casual survey in YouTube revealed a fascinating Yukari Oshima interview with English subtitles, extensively discussing Outlaw Brothers, which could have been included. The fact it is available free on YouTube doesn’t mean that the consumers will not appreciate its inclusion in the DVD, I would think.

* DVD review copy courtesy of Vivendi Entertainment.
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October 16, 2012

Artworks in Korean Cities, Part 4

Filed under: Personal Observations — Q @ 3:24 pm

So I am back stateside, and am awfully busy with the first three weeks of class for the Fall quarter. I will have my observations about teaching Korean history, Gangnam Style (maybe a defense, as if PSY would need one at this point), more DVD/Blu Ray/Streaming Service reviews up shortly, but meanwhile I gotta add some more pictures I have taken from Seoul, Korea in September.

As I have already stated, Seoul is actually full of interesting and perhaps even strange artworks, that can look mighty weird or beautiful if viewed in a proper context, or maybe if taken out of context.

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This is a sculpture adorning the Shinsegye Department Store main gate in Myungdong. I thought it was an abstractizated image of flame (pale fire?) but Claes Oldenburg’s title to his work is Architect’s Hankerchief. Huh.

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When I took this photograph, a fashion show was about to take off. Sounds like me to pay attention to this sculpture instead of all those beautiful ladies in the latest fashion, eh?

This dynamic-looking giant is standing at CJ World Dongdaemun, which we pretty much stumbled onto. Had a nice dinner in Jeil Jemyunso. Wish they had a 100% buckwheat noodle dish, though.

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Unfortunately I don’t know the artist’s name. I will add the info once I have figured it out.

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Somewhere between Clive Barker and Harry Harryhausen in terms of what it evokes in my imagination.

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August 27, 2012

Artworks in Korean Cities Part 3

Filed under: Personal Observations — Q @ 3:08 am

Well, this time I know the artist personally. Susie Kim, currently at Boston University, is my cousin’s daughter (what’s the English word for describing that relation?). The fabulous works, oil painting over acrylic, are a series of flowers superimposed over the Seoul streets: a cafe, a wine shop, a movie theater, a bus stop, a cosmetics surgeon’s office, and so on.

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The flowers appear to be floating in the mid-air sometimes, and are semi-transparent, but never appear just “pretty” or fragile. They look powerful, energized, sinewy and organically complex.

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Instead of ironically commenting on the urban landscapes they seem to claim their independence and stand aloft, infusing liveliness and even compassion to the anonymous landscape. They are the very opposite imagery of a still-life.

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As Ms. Kim states in her preface to the brochure, these paintings were partly inspired by Young Mi Angela Pak’s photo collection of colorful rust patterns on the ordinary garbage cans. Ms. Kim’s works constitute a graceful and beautiful rebuttal of sorts to that old adage that goes “it is like to wait a rose bloom from a garbage can.” (Who said this in the context of describing how difficult it will be for Korea to have a real democracy? Some say it was a British reporter, others say it was an American diplomat. Apparently, it was uttered by the Indian politician Krishna Menon who served as a UN representative and was quoted by the London Times reporter in 1955. It might not have been intended as an insult in the context it was used, and not a reference to Korean democracy at all. Fascinating. Anyway, I digress. A historian’s habit)

The exhibition was held for the mid-week of August at a very nice gallery space, Topohaus, right smack in the middle of Insadong.

All artworks © Susie (Soo Ji) Kim, 2012. Reproduced here with permission.

August 26, 2012

Artworks in Korean Cities Part 2

Filed under: Personal Observations, Korean film-related — Q @ 3:44 am

With Young Mi, my wife, who is attending the International Conference on Bojagi (the Korean wrapping cloth) Art, I had a chance to visit Paju Publishing City. It is not a flashy, touristy place at all but I liked it for that reason. Apparently buildings and artworks there are created with long-term ecological impact in mind, so they are allowed to rust and deteriorate naturally as they are weathered by nature.

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This is Happiness (2009), sculpted by Song Joon Hyung. I think the red is the color of rusted steel.

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I also took the picture of the torso but that didn’t come out well.

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A lot of publishing houses are now located in Paju, including a few academic ones that I am familiar with, and some of them are architecturally interesting. This is Marioner House on the backyard of which stands the sculpture shown above.

Looks kinda like an angry baboon robot (?) with an Audrey Hepburn piercing (?!).

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This is Future Korea Media Building. There are a few more colorful buildings but due to the rainy weather the photos came out bland and colorless. Oh well.

Film industry is now prepared to move into Paju as well. And of course, there is an excellent movie directed by Park Chan-ok (NOT the director of Oldboy) with the city as its title. It’s now available on Netflix.

August 6, 2012

Suh Do-ho’s Cause and Effect

Filed under: Personal Observations — Q @ 10:35 pm

So I found more about the Korean sculptor Suh Do-ho. Turns out he has created some awesome works of sculpture that also can be categorized as installation art.

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Each red/yellow glass ‘kernel’ that makes up the tornado-like structure– the color of which reminds me of hemoglobin– is actually a small statue of a man piggybacking another man, who is also piggybacking another, and another, and so on, ad infinitum.

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It’s called Cause and Effect and is currently installed at Western Washington University. A detailed explanation of the mechanics of the sculpture can be found here.

Photo credit: Jessie at blog.gessato.com

August 5, 2012

Artworks in Korean Cities Part 1

Filed under: Personal Observations — Q @ 11:39 pm

There are actually quite a few interesting artworks to be found in the spaces in between, around or adjacent to the concrete and glass buildings that dominate the city-scape of Seoul. According to Ms. Shin Eunkyung, my former student, there is apparently a mandate of some sorts that requires Seoul buildings of certain size or scale to have works of art attached to them.

This is a sculpture found in Yeongdeungpo Times Square.

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I did some research and found who the sculptor is. It is Suh Do-ho, and this work is a part of the series called Karma. Another work of this series can be found in the Albright Knox Art Gallery in Buffalo, New York.

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April 17, 2012

Finally, the source of my childhood nightmare on DVD

Filed under: DVD Reviews, Personal Observations — Q @ 7:10 pm

Finally! According to Screen Archives, the On-Demand Columbia Classics line is set to release in early May complete 23 episodes of Ghost Story/Circle of Fear. This is a classic anthology horror series from 1972-1973, produced by William Castle and a large chunk of teleplays written by God of Plot Twist, Richard Matheson.

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Wondering why this news is such a big deal for me? Ghost Story/Circle of Fear was hands down the scariest TV series I remember from childhood. Once upon a time, there was a TV station called American Forces Korean Network (today AFN) in Korea, which was the treasure chest of B-Westerns, creature features, Mexican horror films, Italian giallos, Filippino mad scientist movies, and of course Japanese monster movies, absurdly dubbed into English (Somehow I don’t recall kung fu films: maybe I subconsciously screened them out, or, more likely, I probably moved onto Japanese manga by the time the Bruce Lee craze had hit the U.S. Zeitgeist).

Of course the broadcast was black and white, but the snippets of wild and weird films that I caught through the opening between my blanket and pillow, usually past midnight, had left indelible impressions on me. And of course I didn’t know a wick of what was going on, my command of English at the time having been limited to “Hello” and “The baby is crying,” but it didn’t matter: my imagination supplied endless arrays of semi-credible plots and character motivations to fill in the gaps in the fragmented visual memory, churning out stupendously bizarre scenarios of my own. And to cap it all off… many of these movies shown in AFKN were completely uncensored, with perfunctory flashes of the title cards that read something like “Adult Viewing” before the reel began to unwind. Thanks to their open-mindedness, for which I am eternally thankful, I was able to catch, for instance, the death-by-burning-stove scene, fully uncut, from Mario Bava’s Blood and Black Lace, when I was ten or so. You can easily deduce what seeing all this stuff as an impressionable kid, growing up in late ’60s-early ’70s Korea, might have done to my… ah… brain.

Yup, it turned me into a… Ph.D’d historian. I blame AFKN!

Anyway, surpassing all these weird, mind-corrupting, eyeball-exploding movies in their impact, and actually causing me to have serious nightmares (on at least one occasion requiring an annoyed intervention from Mom), was this TV series, the first half of which was hosted by the avuncular Sebastian Cabot, who if I remember correctly was well known in Korea as “Uncle Beard,” seen in Disney programs. Egad, some of the imagery survives in my memory to this day. Captain Concrete, dragging his entombed body and pursuing his love. A painter’s face molten like a torched lump of lead. The skeletal finger that points to the secret escape door in a wine cellar. And the scariest of scariest… a toy horse with wheels for the legs who come back to avenge the death of its mate… rolling down… crashing the garage door… rolling back… advancing again… crashing the garage door… with the relentless, undying fury somehow articulated through its frozen-plastic, silently neighing face.

Oh God it was so scary.

This series is one of the last remaining “did I really see this or did I imagine it?” items from my childhood. I am relieved that the series is being released through Columbia Classics, generally reliable in terms of their quality control (unlike the MGM On-Demand), and even though I know if I watch it again the impact would not be the same, I anticipate the moment in which the TV screen flashes its hypnotist’s-wiggling-circle main title with gleeful pleasure, albeit mixed with more than a little bit of genuine dread.