Great Moments in Comics History, Part 22

Spider-Woman sits on a wall and drinks a cup of coffee.

Avengers Annual #10, 1982, script by Chris Claremont, pencils and colors by Michael Golden, inks by Armando Gil, letters by Joe Rosen

You know, I usually don't offer any comments on these panels and let them speak for themselves, but is it possible that this single shot of a super-hero having a casual conversation (periods only -- no exclamation points) while enjoying a beverage single-handedly sparked the whole let's-sit-around-a-table-instead-of-fighting-crime deconstruction movement that overtook comics about two decades later?

Pre-Code Favorites, Part 2: The Ladies

The last entry focused on the guys who gave Pre-Code cinema its zing, this time around the spotlight shines on the dames what gave it its sass. Some folks prefer actresses like Kay Francis and Norma Shearer, who starred in serious Pre-Coders focusing on high-toned marital problems, but I've always gravitated toward the rough-and-tumble pictures from studios like Warner Bros. that focused on fast-talking dames trying to scratch out a decent living in this crazy world. Hence, the following selections...

              

Joan Blondell: "The Public Enemy," "Night Nurse," "Gold Diggers of 1933," "Footlight Parade," "Blondie Johnson," "Havana Widows," "Three on a Match," "The Crowd Roars," "Other Men's Women," "Lawyer Man," "Blonde Crazy." (Queen of the Pre-Codes, as far as I'm concerned -- and a pretty impressive career after the Code, too.)

              

Ann Dvorak: "Scarface," "Three on a Match," "The Strange Love of Molly Louvain," Side Streets," "Massacre," "The Crowd Roars"

Aline MacMahon: "Five Star Final," "Side Streets," "Gold Diggers of 1933," "The Mouthpiece," "Heroes for Sale"

Barbara Stanwyck: "Night Nurse," "Ladies They Talk About," "Baby Face," "Ten Cents a Dance"

                 

Mae Clarke: "Night World," "The Public Enemy," "Frankenstein," "Waterloo Bridge," "Fast Workers," "The Man With Two Faces," "Turn Back the Clock"

Marion Marsh: "Five Star Final," "Under 18," "Beauty and the Boss" (She's also in a great Josef Von Sternberg version of "Crime and Punishment" that, being released in 1935, just misses the Pre-Code era. Look for a review sometime around June 1, in this blog's monthly movie recap.)

Leila Hyams: "Freaks," "Isle of Lost Souls" (I've only seen her in those two movies, but c'mon -- as taboo-breaking horror movies go, that's a hell of a pair to draw to.)

Myrna Loy: "Thirteen Women," "The Mask of Fu Manchu," "The Thin Man," "Manhattan Melodrama," "Night Flight"

Thelma Todd: "Monkey Business," "Horse Feathers," "Hips Hips Hooray," "The Maltese Falcon" (1931 version) plus dozens of shorts both in supporting roles (with Laurel and Hardy) and leads

Miriam Hopkins: "Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde" (1931 version), "The Story of Temple Drake," "Design for Living"

Pre-Code Favorites, Part 1: The fellas

If forced at gunpoint to choose my favorite film period (and I fully expect this sort of thing to happen someday), I'd go with the so-called Pre-Code era, that time between the acceptance of sound films (around 1929-1930) and the enforcement of the Production Code (which had been on the books since 1930 but wasn't enforced until 1934, when a bunch of obnoxious Catholic buttinskis ended all the fun.) In those few glorious years, movies actually seemed to be made for grown-ups, with healthy dollops of sex and violence spicing up stories that contained mature themes, complex relationships and a semi-realistic portrayal of life in these United States. (Read more -- a lot more -- about the Pre-Code era -- here.)

Those Pre-Code movies had a spark that few other films seem to exhibit, combining the enthusiasm of an artform finding its feet with the thrill of some talented and daring creative types getting one over on the bluenoses. That vitality was in no small part due to the actors and actresses who starred in them. Some were huge Hollywood legends just starting out, some were silent era performers having a last hurrah, and some were quickly forgotten despite whatever fame they once had. Today, I'm listing 11 of my favorite Pre-Code actors, along with some movies showing them at their best. In the next post, I'll celebrate the ladies of the era.

Unless you're a real film geek, you've probably never heard of most of the movies on this list. Consider them highly recommended. Many are on DVD (try the fine folks at Warner Archives).

Robert Armstrong: "King Kong" (of course), "The Most Dangerous Game," "Is My Face Red," "Fast Workers"

Richard Barthlemess: "Heroes for Sale," "Massacre," "Alias the Doctor"

James Cagney: "The Public Enemy," "Picture Snatcher," "Taxi!," "Footlight Parade," "Hard to Handle," "Blonde Crazy"

Groucho Marx: "Duck Soup," "Horsefeathers," "Monkey Business," "Animal Crackers" and "The Cocoanuts." (Obviously, I prefer the rough-and-tumble anarchy of the Paramount Pre-Codes over the slicker movies the Marxes made at MGM.)

Walter Huston: "Gabriel Over the White House," "The Criminal Code," "American Madness," "Beast of the City," "Kongo"

Allen Jenkins: "Three on a Match," "Employees' Entrance," "I Am a Fugitive from a Chain Gang," "Blondie Johnson," "Havana Widows," "The Mind Reader," "42nd Street"

Guy Kibbee: "Fireman Save My Child," "42nd Street," "Taxi!," "Gold Diggers of 1933," "The Strange Love of Molly Louvain," "Footlight Parade," "Havana Widows"

Lee Tracy: "Doctor X," "Blessed Event," "Washington Merry-Go-Round," "The Half-Naked Truth," "The Strange Love of Molly Louvain," "Clear All Wires," "Turn Back the Clock"

Edward G. Robinson: "Five Star Final," "Little Caesar," "Smart Money," "Two Seconds," "The Hatchet Man," "The Little Giant" (If forced -- once again, at gunpoint, to choose my favorite actor of all time, I think I might go with Eddie G. Decade after decade, he delivered great performances in dozens and dozens of films.)

Warren William: "The Mind Reader," "Gold Diggers of 1933," "Employees' Entrance," "Under 18," "The Mouthpiece," "Three on a Match," "Skyscraper Souls"

Boris Karloff: "Frankenstein," "The Black Cat," "Five Star Final," "The Criminal Code," "Night World," "The Mask of Fu Manchu," "The Mummy"

Great Moments in Comics History, Part 21

The Spirit and his sidekick Ebony meet Adolf Hitler.

The Spirit, June 22, 1941, story and art by Will Eisner (and the various artists and writers working in his studio). 

Movies I watched in April

For some reason,* I only watched a handful of movies this month. But you have to admit, while the April list is far from extensive, it is pretty damned eclectic.

* the return of "Mad Man," "Game of Thrones," "Veep" probably, along with a long weekend spent with my buddies at C2E2.

I love looking at that poster and imagining some action-starved movie lover buying his ticket, sitting down in the theater and being confronted with Walter Hill's notoriously slow-paced drama about a stoic driver (Ryan O'Neal) and the somewhat more excitable cop (Bruce Dern) pursuing him. An obvious influence on last year's "Drive" (right down to the bare-bones title), it's not as stylish and, frankly, a tad on the boring side. (Ryan O'Neal isn't exactly Ryan Gosling.) But the driving scenes are still impressive (especially one where O'Neal deliberately destroys the car he's driving) and it has just enough oddball touches to make it worth watching. It's not, however, the movie that poster is promising. Consider yourself warned.

Another entertaining baseball comedy starring Joe E. Brown, following in the footsteps of "Alibi Ike," which I watched about a year ago. This time around, there's the additional twist of Brown being an enthusiastic volunteer fireman as well as a reluctant baseball phenom. Full of family friendly sports laffs and some not-so-family-friendly pre-Code content. (Were bras not invented in 1932?) There's also a great scene near the end where our hero sets an office ablaze to demonstrate his new invention and no one seems to be upset.

I'd read a lot about this 1973 oddity written and directed by William Huyck and Gloria Katz, the writers of "American Graffiti," but it still didn't prepare me for how strange, spooky and downright effective it is at generating an ominous mood and distinct case of bad vibes. Mariana Hill plays a young woman trying to reconnect with her artist father, but she has the distinctive misfortune of stumbling into the creepiest town on Earth just as the population is slowly but surely descending into madness. Impossible to describe and equally impossible to forget, "Messiah of Evil" manages to create a feeling of dread from the opening frames, building the tension with imaginative setpieces in a grocery store, a movie theater and an artist's studio, where the colossal murals only add to the unease. It's slow, it's dated and it's pretentious, but don't let that fool you -- it's also one of the best horror movies I've seen in a long, long time.

Another one where the poster promises something other than the movie delivers. Paddy Chayefsky wrote the screenplay, but this more "Marty" than "Network," focusing on the endless neuroses of a young married guy (Don Murray) and the friends he hangs out with at the most depressing bachelor  ever thrown. Even the great Jack Warden's attempt to spice things up with a few stag films meets only with whining, moping and more talk, talk, talk. Keep an eye out for Carolyn Jones (Morticia Addams herself) as a Greenwich Village chick who almost -- but not quite -- sleeps with our hero.

 

A vintage William Castle chiller, with a doctor racing against time to find his daughter, who's been buried alive by someone seeking revenge. Like most Castle movies, it's smooth and sharp-looking, managing to achieve fairly impressive results on what must've been a pretty low budget. But the central idea -- lots of people acting like morons when you think they'd be a lot more concerned about a little girl running out oxygen -- is both so goofy and so disturbing that the movie never really springs to life. Or death, as the case may be.

Speaking of low budgets, this forgotten 1960 film has one of the strangest behind-the-scenes budget tales I've ever heard. According to DVD Savant columnist Glenn Erickson's excellent article (read it here), producer Benedict Bogeaus split his script into two parts, trying to convince the Mexican unions that it was a TV series in an attempt to paythe lower fees. When it was discovered the movie was, in fact, a feature film, Bogeaus had to pay full price for his crews, and he had little left to actually, you know, make the movie. As it stands "Most Dangerous Man Alive" looks stunningly cheap, with blown-out photography, bare bones sets and locations and a script that barely makes sense. But, like many no-budget movies, where it fails as cinema it succeeds as folk art, and it's definitely worth a look -- if you can ever find it. (I managed to catch it on TCM -- it's not on DVD or Blu-ray.)

Great Moments in Comics History, Part 20

Bobby tells his parents what he learned in school.

The Last Generation, script by Jack T. Chick, art by Fred Carter. (Read the whole thing here.)

From the Bookshelves: 'Mental Hygiene'

Sixth in a series of random, rambling explorations of my library

Like I've said more than a few times, I love books about obscure movies, and movies don't get much more obscure than the long-lost short films generations of American students endured in various schoolrooms. Nearly everyone has seen at least one of these movies, but -- at least until they were mocked on "Mystery Science Theater 3000" in the 1990s -- few people ever gave them a second thought, much less remembered them into adulthood.

With their low-budgets, amateur actors and decidedly dated ideas about society, these movies are easy (and tempting) to mock, but the best thing about Ken Smith's 1999 book, "Mental Hygiene," is that it takes them seriously. Smith looks beyond the sometimes silly surfaces of films like "Good Grooming for Girls" and "Don't Smoke Pot" to explore the history, ideas and motivations that lie beneath.

His book, subtitled "Better Living Through Classroom Films, 1945 to 1970," examines these instructional shorts from several fascinating angles. After explaining exactly why these films appeared right after World War II (Short answer: Adults were terrified of teens, and small film companies saw a wide open market), Smith surveys the genres (Fitting In, Dating, Drugs, Bloody Highways and others) and uncovers a wealth of information about the studios who produced them. Then, with the historical and social context out of the way, Smith dives into the meat of the book -- detailed, funny, synopses/reviews of more than 250 classroom films, with hundreds of well-chosen frame grabs sprinkled throughout. It's great fun, perfect for reading in short bursts.

You might even be familiar with a few of the movies. "Lunchroom Manners" is the movie Pee-wee Herman showed during his original HBO special, with a rascal named Phil taking a colossal piece of cake in the cafeteria. "Marijuana" is a classic anti-drug rant hosted by an apparently stoned Sonny Bono. "Mr. B Natural" is a hilariously nightmare-inducing promo film for musical instruments starring a hyperactive woman as the (male) title character. And "The Story of Menstruation" is one of those movies that the girls were shown, this one distinct because it was produced by none other than the Walt Disney Company.

The most fascinating movies in the book are the ones produced by a guy named Sid Davis, a former stand-in for John Wayne who was inspired to create his first movie, "The Dangerous Stranger," after reading about the molestation of a girl in 1949. (The Duke himself helped finance that film.) Met with surprising success, Davis realized that while other, bigger companies had the market cornered on movies about dating, etiquette and popularity, they tended to avoid darker topics. That's all Sid needed to know.

Over the next several years, Sid cornered the market on what Smith calls "social armageddon," cranking out low-budget terror films focused on rape, molestation, drinking, drugs, car accidents, fatal carelessness and other brutal topics. Because of those low budgets (and the intended audiences), Davis' movies had those horrors happen off camera, but they're still pretty startling to modern eyes. You can hardly believe any movie is willing to address those topics, much less movies meant to be shown in elementary school classrooms. And that's just the tip of the iceberg in Smith's book. All these companies have fascinating behind-the-scenes stories, though admittedly, few of them are as memorable as Sid's.

In a Primer section at the beginning of the book, Smith answers the question "Where can I see these films?" with a curt "You can't," explaining that almost all existing copies are in the hands of private collectors, libraries or stock film companies. That might have been true in 1999, when "Mental Hygiene" was originally published, but thankfully it's not true now. Because of companies like Something Weird or DVD collections like the Educational Archives series, these old classroom films are easier to see than ever. The folks at Criterion included clips from Centron's films on its "Carnival of Souls" DVD, because director Herk Harvey worked for Centron. (I highly recommend that set, by the way). Heck, you don't even have to buy a DVD to see those films. Here, for your entertainment and, most importantly, education, is "The Bottle and the Throttle" from the man himself, Mr. Sid Davis. With some smart searching, you can find dozens of others. Enjoy!

And drive safely...