Friday, February 26, 2016
Ignoring the real-world eight-year gap between the first Basket Case and its sequel, B-movie legend Frank Henenlotter begins this second installment moments after the first film ended. Fans of Basket Case (that's all of us, right?) who have never explored the sequels may be thinking to themselves, "Didn't our main characters plummet to their deaths at the end?" We all thought so until 1990, but Henenlotter informs us here that they merely plummeted to their extreme inconvenience. Belial is bruised and cut, and Duane (a returning Kevin Van Hentenryck) has head and leg injuries, but our telepathic murderers-with-hearts-of-gold formerly conjoined twin heroes, one of whom is a tiny, misshapen mutant who lives in a wicker basket, are still alive, which is great for almost everyone.
Saturday, February 13, 2016
Why hadn't I seen The Baby until last night? Generally speaking, I'm a big fan of '70s movies, all things weird, and films with multiple roles for women, and The Baby has all three of those bases covered. Worthy of its cult classic status, The Baby is a funny, strange, unpredictable 90 minutes of perversity. Every character is at least a little unhinged, but with recognizably human motives. Ted Post is not a visually innovative filmmaker, and the look of The Baby betrays his origins in network television, but the straightforward, graceless lack of elegance and beauty here suits the material. This kind of thing is right up at least four of my many alleys. (Hmmm, that sounds a little obscene, now that I've written it down.)
Dennis: "I'd like to pay you a sincere compliment. You've got beautiful skin."
Ann: "Don't tell me. You're a dermatologist."
Dennis: "No, just a skin freak."