Uncloched Gems 🍽
I often think about those rare films that just feel like they are the film that director was born to make. Dinner Rush is that film for Bob Giraldi. The cramped steel kitchens rinsed in harsh white light and lit with flames dazzlingly contrast against the inviting golden brown sepia-toned sultry of the dining room in a way only an expert restauranteur could capture.
We meet characters that feel like archetypal caricatures, but we get to know…
In my search for the Lex The Wonderdog, the lost masterpiece by child prodigy Sydney Ling, I have discovered this. Shadows of Blood. The rarest of films. A film that basically, doesn't exist.
Starring Ling collaborator Paul Naschy and maniacal freak Barry Fleming as super sadist serial killers on a strangling rampage across the rain slicked streets of Amsterdam.
It's shot directly on to the VHS tape you'd be watching it on in the analog days. I'm not sure who…
Truly a bummer this is not a home run. It’s just so fricking long. And feels like it doesn’t get cooking til the climax. A common promise with Landis.
From IMDb trivia:
The scene at the Turtle Club happened to be filming on September 11, 2001. When word of the terrorist attacks reached the set, the cast and crew observed a moment of silence.
