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Back when the Twilight Zone movie was made, the concept of turning TV shows into movies was still in its infancy. In 1983, you had two Star Trek movies and that Get Smart Nude Bomb monstrosity, so this attempt to bring Rod Serling’s classic anthology series
Sadly, none of the four segments or the overlong, unfunny introduction even came close to that standard.
There are few things more fundamentally encouraging and stimulating than seeing someone else die.
Legendary French director François Truffaut famously said that it was impossible to make a truly anti-war film, because film inherently glamorizes everything it depicts. That quote is hard to reconcile, however, with the evidence of Stanley Kubrick’s first truly great movie. Of course, it’s possible that Truffaut never had the chance to see Paths of Glory until after he uttered those words, as the French government banned the film until 1975. It is truly ironic that the nation that gave birth to New Wave cinema could take such an iron-fisted approach to films showing its government in a bad light, even forty years after the fact.
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Don’t worry. You’ll die soon enough.
1938 was a pretty good year for Errol Flynn, featuring two of the films for which he will always be remembered, the other being the Technicolor romp called The Adventures of Robin Hood. This remake of a pre-code Douglas Fairbanks, Jr., movie, however, is the better of the two films, requiring Flynn to do some real acting.
This is 1918. Things have changed.
The dazzling flying sequences in this movie are worth the price of admission all by themselves. This is a good thing because the story is nothing to write home about. Much like its contemporaries, Grand Prix and The Battle of Britain, The Blue Max presents a somewhat shallow, sudsy story set against a beautifully photographed backdrop of aerial combat in World War I. You’ll remember this movie for those scenes (and scenes of Ursula Andress barely wearing a towel) long after you’ve forgotten what the whole thing was all about.
