That Was The ‘Thon That Was

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Thank you everyone for a delightful Camp & Cult Blogathon! There were 29 entries, which is amazing; even more amazing is that every single post is terrific. I don’t just say that as vague praise, I genuinely mean it. The page will remain up indefinitely, so if anyone ever needs some inspiration, dive on into those links. You won’t regret it. No good ‘thon goes unpunished, as I learned during the Shatnerthon a couple of years ago, and the same held true for the C&CB. There were a few technical glitches, the usual hacking attempts that apparently every WordPress blog endures, and one self-inflicted issue where I added new links to the main page and then promptly forgot to save the changes. I won’t take full responsibility, though, partly because I’ve got kind of a thing with responsibility (it sucks, as any adult will tell you) but also because my brain was fried after 12 posts in 12 days, even if one of those posts was just a photo gallery. My AC joints, my carpal tunnel and my neurons are all still bruised, but it’s a good bruise. Today is October 1st, which means most of you are embarking on a month-long horror gorge, and you all have my most sincere blessings in your endeavors. Now that the chaos of the last month is over, I hope to catch up on your blogs and regular SBBN posts and things. A State of the Blog will be coming in the next … Continue reading

Camp & Cult Blogathon: Modesty Blaise (1966)

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Welcome to Day Twelve, the final day of the Camp & Cult Blogathon! Don’t forget to read the submissions here on the main page. If you have one to submit today, please email me or comment here, and it will go up later tonight. Thanks go out to so many of you for the terrific submissions, great comments, retweets, participation, and general revelry during this really, really long blogathon. It has been an amazing time, and I hope you’ve had as much fun as I have. *** For my final entry, I hope you will forgive me for submitting a short post. My acromioclavicular joints are madly protesting these twelve long days of typing and won’t allow me to do much today. But that is probably for the best, since I have very little to say about Modesty Blaise (1966) that has not been said before. A terrific run-down of the film can be found at Cult Movie Reviews here, and it is highly recommended reading. Monica Vitti is Modesty Blaise, fabulous international spy-slash-jewel thief. She is hired by Sir Gerald Terrant (Harry Andrews) of the British government — I think, but I’m not sure, for reasons I’ll explain momentarily — to make sure £50 million in diamonds gets to the proper Middle Eastern sheik in exchange for oil reserves. Modesty warns them that if she is not told the full story about the diamonds and the plans to rob them en route, she will consider herself a free agent … Continue reading

Camp & Cult Blogathon: Joanna (1968)

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Welcome to Day Eleven of the Camp & Cult Blogathon! Tomorrow is the last day, so if you have any submissions, make sure to get them in soon. I do accept late submissions, though not too late. Don’t show up in 2013 hoping to be added to the list, is all I’m saying. The master list of submissions is here, with new posts added every day.   ***   Joanna is a film I first saw on Encore nearly 20 years ago, back when the channel was my go-to place for old films. Truly, while TCM has been my self-inflicted Master’s degree in filmology and filmonomy, Encore was my undergraduate degree, and of the amazing 1960s and 1970s films I saw, Joanna was probably the most influential. But it had been twenty years and I quite honestly didn’t realize how much of this film I carried with me, how many moments in this film informed my own viewing, completely unconsciously of course, never quite remembering when or how I first saw a certain tracking shot or specific editing technique. Because it was so hard to find, I didn’t know how influential Joanna was for me until I saw it again tonight, a full two decades after it last showed on Encore. Now, I watched it whenever it was on for those few months, as Encore had a habit of repeating shows several times. That explains why, to this day, the theme song from the finale of Joanna will get stuck … Continue reading

Camp & Cult Blogathon: Lace (1984)

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Welcome to Day Ten of the Camp & Cult Blogathon! Don’t forget to check out all the entries here on the main page! The ‘thon ends on Friday the 28th, so there are only a few days left, so if you want to submit something, please comment here. If you have trouble commenting on the blog, drop me an email at glitterninja at gmail.com or she at shebloggedbynight.com. *** When the results of the Reader’s Choice poll arrived, there was a tie between Where Love Has Gone, reviewed here, and Lace, the 1984 miniseries I had planned on watching whether it won the vote or not. Yet, as is often the case, I underestimated the gulf between what normal, sane people consider high camp and what I, a person who is neither normal or sane, considers high camp. I’ve seen hundreds of bad films, and after a while one becomes desensitized to the problems common in bad films. Dull cinematography, poor dialogue, and bad acting are the norm. There has to be more there there for me to really get into it. That’s not to say Lace doesn’t try its damndest to be trashy and useless, because it does. It is a ridiculous soap opera plot, but the purpose of stupid soap opera plots is to allow room for the other entertaining bits that people watch trash TV for: Sex, scandal, fashion, scenery, and melodrama. The problem, and I say that as though there is only one problem with Lace … Continue reading

Camp & Cult Blogathon: Madam Satan (1930)

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Welcome to Day Nine of the Camp & Cult Blogathon! Because of a lengthy power outage last night, yesterday’s submissions will be up later today. I apologize for the delay, but I need sleep like you wouldn’t believe. Please, check out all the posts that have been submitted so far! These posts are, without exception, terrific. I wouldn’t be doing this without all you bloggers and readers, so thanks go out to you all. *** When I held a Reader’s Choice vote to decide some of the movies I should do for the ‘thon, I described Where Love Has Gone as “complete insanity.” In retrospect, I should have saved that appellation for Madam Satan, which is some of the craziest damn pre-code fuckery you can imagine. Nothing about it makes sense, although maybe there is some complicated equation that would explain it, something like pre-code plus popularity of musicals in the early talkie era multiplied by Cecil B. DeMille’s untreated mental condition divided by the invention of sequins equals Madam Satan. Angela Brooks (Kay Johnson) is upset because her husband Bob (a particularly knobbish Reginald Denny) is obviously seeing another woman. He comes home drunk after a night out with his friend Jimmy (Roland Young) and sneaks into the upstairs bed and bath, where he and Jimmy very naturally start showering together. The film is your standard boy marries girl then boffs another girl then goes back to his house to shower with a boy story. Meanwhile, Angela’s maid Martha … Continue reading

The Phantom Creeps #10: “The Meteorite Is More Dangerous To You Than Useful!”

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This is Day (looks at the calendar, does math, cries a little, asks for help) Seven of the Camp & Cult Blogathon! Because of the weekend and a little bit of distraction with some online shenanigans, I decided to hold off tweeting or posting any new submissions I’ve received this weekend until early Monday morning. They’ll get more publicity that way, at least I hope so. If you have some ‘thon links that you don’t see on the master list by 9:00 AM Monday morning, please either comment here or drop me a note! Twitter has been wonky and I am almost certain I missed a couple submissions sent to me over there. And now, today’s campy culty post: The Phantom Creeps. That may seem like a bit of a cheat, but really, if Creeps doesn’t count for the ‘thon then nothing does. NOTH. ING. *** Chapter 10: Phantom Footprints When we last left our heroes (for want of a better word), they had just wrecked their boat into a buoy because they were too busy punching each other and/or lying face-down in laps, while G-Man Bob once again decided to solve a problem by flying an airplane. And I know what you’re thinking: He’s going to crash that damn plane again. This is a man who has destroyed three cars, three airplanes and one train over the course of nine episodes, so he is due to create more unnecessary chaos. That’s why when Bob starts spinning, twirling, flying sideways … Continue reading

Camp & Cult Blogathon: You’ll Find Out (1940)

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This is Day Six of the Camp & Cult Blogathon, and boy are my arms tired. Don’t forget to check out all the submissions on the main page, found at the top of this blog! They’re all terrific, and the turnout has been positively amazing. Thank you all. *** Now, if you will indulge me here at the halfway point of the ‘thon, a short post for Day Six because kids, I have been watching — enduring, really — Lace for three days now, and I am verklempt. Today’s cinematic curiosity is the 1940s never-heard-of-it flick entitled You’ll Find Out. Filmed as a vehicle for the Kay Kyser Band — yes, that’s right, it was a vehicle for an entire band — this comedic riff on the old dark house theme is surprisingly less irritating than one would believe.   And I say that despite the fact that a major player in the film is Ish Kabibble. Ish as “The Bad Humor Man.”   Ish was born Merwyn Bogue and took the name “Ish Kabibble” from an early 1900s novelty song, where the Yiddish phrase “nisht gefidlt” (roughly, “I don’t care”) was bowdlerized into “ish kabibble.” Now, one would think that it was nearly impossible for someone as young as me — 39 and holding for as long as I can pull it off — to have heard of Ish before watching this film. Yet one would be forgetting that Ish was mentioned many times on “M*A*S*H,” the television show … Continue reading

Camp & Cult Blogathon: Satan in High Heels (1962)

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Welcome to Day Five (five!) of the Camp & Cult Blogathon! Yesterday was a bit of a slow day, but Thursdays are a difficult day to get the hang of. Don’t forget to visit all the fine participants, listed here on the main ‘thon page, and if you have a post you want to submit, please drop me a comment here, on Twitter, or in email! *** For years, I have been an avid fan of The Bachelor Pad Radio Show hosted by Jason Croft and broadcasting weekly on WEFT out of Champaign, Illinois. It was through The Bachelor Pad that I first heard jazz guitarist Mundell Lowe and his orchestra, usually something from the soundtrack to the movie Satan in High Heels. Jason Croft has said many times that it’s one of his favorite films, and of course it’s an exploitation flick I’ve heard much about over the years, but despite all that I’m a procrastinator and had not watched the movie until recently. The entire soundtrack is delightful, pure cinematic jazz, with the beatnik coffeehouse bop of the title track and the mournful intensity of “The Lost and the Lonely” being my personal faves. “From Mundy On” is classic Bachelor Pad Radio Show fare, though I don’t think it’s played nearly as often as “The Lost and the Lonely,” which I’ve posted here so you can take a listen: Mundell Lowe and His Orchestra: The Lost and the Lonely   It’s impossible to hear that game show orchestra … Continue reading

Camp & Cult Blogathon: The Lady From Shanghai (1947) photo gallery

It’s Day Four of the Camp & Cult Blogathon! Read everyone’s terrific entries for the ‘thon here at the main Camp & Cult Page ! I’m tweeting entries via my account @glitterninja, using the hashtag #sbbnccb if I can fit it into the tweet. If you have a post you want to submit, comment or email me a link. Details here! *** Through bad planning and a lack of understanding the basic concept behind a 24-hour day, I’ve been several hours behind on my daily posts for the ‘thon since the beginning. In an effort to catch up, please accept this photo gallery for one of my favorite campy films. Actual written content will resume with tomorrow’s post.

Camp & Cult Blogathon: Where Love Has Gone (1964)

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Mild trigger warning for attempted rape/ravishment in the film which is discussed later in this summary. Also, spoilers for Where Love Has Gone. Big ones. *** It occurs that I never announced the winners of the Reader’s Poll: There was a tie between Where Love Has Gone and Lace, so I hope to do both. Lace will be a bit tricky since it’s a miniseries of approximately 93 hours in length, but Where Love Has Gone? That’s an easy one, or so I thought until I started writing this post. Of the plethora of 1960s mainstream soap-opera-esque campfests, Where Love Has Gone is one of my favorites, right up there with Susan Slade and Valley of the Dolls and, yes, even Peyton Place, which this film mimics in tone and subject matter. There is just so much to say about this film, so many really problematic things to unpack and trashy doin’s to make fun of, that one could go on all day. First, the cast of this film is Fab. U. Lous. Bette Davis, Mike Connors and Susan Hayward star, along with Joey Heatherton, Jane Greer, DeForest Kelley, George Macready, Anne Seymour, Whit Bissell, and others. Now, many of these actors are given thankless roles, but it’s great just to see Macready and Greer in any roles later in their careers. As you can see, this film counts as part of the Bette Davis Project, which I am still doing and will discuss in more detail in October when … Continue reading