This is my most recent take-to-Goodwill pile. The effort to streamline my collection is an ongoing process. This is a combination of films I picked up as blind buys, some from dollar stores, as well as quite a few films I enjoyed once or twice, but probably would never watch again. I'm giving away the Gunsmoke and Rifleman DVDs because I recently bought both shows in complete collections. My bootleg DVD of Looking For Mr. Goodbar was recently replaced with a Blu-ray edition. So, the collection keeps growing even as I try to streamline. The Pink Panther is a movie I saw when it first came to theaters, and I thought it was hilarious at the age of twelve. Now, I don't find it the least bit funny. I still haven't packed these up yet, so I may change my mind about one or two of them. Or ten or fifteen. Or... Oh, what we fanatics go through!!
MIKE'S MOVIE ROOM
FILM REVIEWS, COLLECTION UPDATES, COMMENTS ON CINEMATIC CULTURE
Saturday, May 23, 2026
Tuesday, May 19, 2026
(RE)READING JAMES LEO HERLIHY'S MIDNIGHT COWBOY (1965): A PERSONAL REFLECTION
I was seventeen when I read this novel for the first time, either late in 1968 or early in 1969. The film adaptation was in progress, so my paperback copy was one of those Soon-to-be-a-Major-Motion-Picture editions. This dark, downbeat story had a profound effect on me, and I was eager to see the film version, which was released in May 1969. When I saw it, I was disappointed. The movie, impressive as it was, didn't bring the novel to life for me. Most importantly, Jon Voight's portrayal of the title character did not ring true for me. He was not Joe Buck. Not for me.
Over the years, I saw the film a few times, eventually owning it on home video. As my memory of, and attachment to the novel gradually faded away, I was able to appreciate and enjoy the film on its own merits, including the performance of Jon Voight. And I thoroughly enjoyed Glenn Frankel's book: Shooting Midnight Cowboy: Art, Sex, Loneliness, Liberation and the Making of a Dark Classic, published in 2020 and reviewed on this blog.
Recently, I've started revisiting favorite books that I read years ago, not only to refresh my memories, but to see how my perceptions may have changed with time. My old copy of Midnight Cowboy disappeared decades ago, so I sent away for another one and read it in two days. There were many details I had forgotten, but I quickly got caught up in the story and started to remember. Now, I don't know if I cried at the end of the book when I was seventeen. At seventy-five, I did. Walking alongside Joe Buck once again, from Texas to New York City, and riding with him on that bus going to Florida, I shared his alienation and loneliness, and it broke my heart all over again.
After finishing the book, I rewatched the film. While I still like the film for so many reasons, my gut feeling is that James Leo Herlihy's novel has yet to be adapted to the screen, as there is so much that has been left out. The novel begins where the film begins, with Joe getting himself ready to say goodbye to his life in Texas and get on that bus to New York City. But then it looks backwards into Joe's past, telling us about his childhood and young adulthood. We learn quite a bit about his life in Albuquerque with his grandmother, Sally Buck, and what kind of woman she was, how she gave him a home and provided for his basic needs. We also learn that she was never really there for Joe emotionally and wasn't terribly interested in his education or his development as a young man. When Joe drifted away from going to school at a very young age, she didn't think it was important enough for her to be bothered with. She gave him no proper guidance, allowing him to spend his days alone just watching television. She would periodically go off with some new boyfriend, leaving young Joe alone to fend for himself. We learn something about his sexual awakening, mainly with a troubled girl named Annie, and how that relationship led to tragedy. In the film, these crucial chapters of Joe's life are only alluded to in brief flashbacks.
We also learn about Joe being drafted into the Army, his profound reaction to the death of his grandmother, and his decision to start a new life in Houston. This is where Joe meets and befriends a young male hustler named Perry. While Joe is happy to have a friend to talk to, Perry wants something more. When Joe doesn't return Perry's interest, it leads to a dark, violent encounter that changes Joe's life. It is also during this encounter that we find out where Joe got the idea of going to New York to hustle rich, frustrated women, a fact that isn't mentioned in the film. This is where the first half of the book comes to a close.
Joe is described in the novel as a well-built, blonde, boyish young guy with a toothy smile, almost bucktoothed. This vision fits Jon Voight fairly well, I have to admit. Voight is certainly a talented actor with a considerable emotional range, an actor whose feelings show on his face, especially in his eyes. My frustration with the film is not so much about Voight's casting, but rather with how the character of Joe Buck is written and presented on the screen.
In the novel, Joe moves through the world with a cocky strut and the outward attitude that goes with it, reflections of both his natural self and the image he tries to present. Voight brings this aspect of the character to the screen perfectly. But even though the script allows us to see Joe's sensitive, vulnerable side, there is little attempt to reveal the desperate loneliness and disconnection he has felt throughout his life:
He had gone about always, even in the most familiar places of his life, with a slight frown of uneasiness, his head cocked for some clue to the mystery of the language he heard spoken, but which was clearly not his own, walking softly as if unsure of the very ground of this peculiar planet. And now, thinking it all over carefully but inexpertly, there seemed to him to have been from the very beginning a campaign afoot to make him aware always and always and always of his own alien status. And the awful conclusion he reached was that nearly everyone he knew or had ever know was part of this conspiracy. Even the many persons with whom he had enjoyed a certain sexual popularity--especially these persons--had refused any contact with his other aspects. They took their pleasure and they ran like the wind, no doubt laughing about the earnestness with which he had gone about gratifying them.
...there was an awareness entering him too momentous to acknowledge: he was a nothing person, a person of no time and no place and no worth to anyone at all.
Maybe it would be impossible to express this kind of sadness and alienation in any film. I'm not even sure if screenwriter Waldo Salt and director John Schlesinger wanted to dig this deep into Joe Buck's interior life. Their expansion of the story, which is marvelously creative, made New York City another important character in the film, and it was from this character, this chaotic, overwhelming environment, that Joe felt profound alienation.
With the introduction of Dustin Hoffman as Rico "Ratso" Rizzo, the streetwise con man who insinuates himself into Joe's life, the film gives us the most colorful character, and, arguably, the dominant character, in the screen adaptation. While Hoffman is older than the Rico in the novel, who is in his early twenties, his portrayal is so incredible, so singular, that I find no fault in it whatsoever. The novel gives us some background of Rico's life, but I'm not sure such exposition would have added anything important to the film. Rico's energetic presence helps to move the film along from one situation to the next while the relationship between these two unlikely co-conspirators grows into friendship. Both novel and film end the same way, with Rico's death, leaving Joe alone on that bus.
I guess my vision for a film version of this novel would be much more fatalistic. Black & White. Very little music. It would have to use as much of the first half of the book as possible, making it a longer film. But, as I said earlier, maybe it couldn't be done. Maybe it shouldn't be done. It's possible that James Leo Herlihy's vision of the tragic Joe Buck would be too much to bear if faithfully adapted for the screen, for the author wasn't just describing the desperate loneliness of one character in a novel. He was trying to make us see the loneliness felt by most men. Perhaps all men:
At first glance these young men may appear to loiter in packs, for often they occupy one table or group around a single parking meter, but chances are they are as unconnected to one another as they are to the prairies and cities and rivers of their homeland. You will find in the eyes and demeanor of these persons a kind of restless sadness that is probably incurable; they seem to be suffering some nameless common loss, as if something of worth had been snatched from them with such shocking irrevocability that they have forgotten even what it was.
Thursday, May 14, 2026
HOKUM (2026)
Feel like being scared out of your wits? In the mood to go running out of the theater screaming at the top of your lungs? Have a hankering to be so psychologically damaged by a motion picture that you never leave your house again?
Well, keep looking for another movie, because Damian McCarthy's HOKUM isn't going to deliver any of those desired outcomes for you. Still, I have a feeling most horror fans are going to like this one. I saw it yesterday at my local monsterplex after reading a very favorable review, and I'm happy to give it an enthusiastic recommendation. HOKUM is an extremely clever, very original combination of ghost story, folklore horror and also a nice series of jump scares, all packaged in relentless darkness. The creepy factor hits the top of the scale. It was filmed on location in County Cork, Ireland by cinematographer Colm Hogan. There are scenes where the design and use of lighting remind me of David Lynch.
Adam Scott plays Ohm Bauman, an American writer of fiction, who comes to a remote hotel in the middle of the Irish woods for two reasons. First, he wants to distribute the ashes of his parents who had stayed at the hotel on their honeymoon. Second, he wants to finish a book and needs peace and quiet. The ashes aren't a problem. Peace and quiet? Forget it. He finds himself in an oppressive atmosphere, surrounded by weird people, and, oh yeah, there may be an ancient witch trapped in the bridal suite.
What could possibly go wrong?
Plenty. Mystery ensues. As does terror.
We soon learn that Adam is a rather acerbic, unlikeable gentleman who has a terrible secret in his past that eventually connects with the weirdness happening in the hotel. There are so many cool surprises and plot twists in the film and I'm not going to spoil any of them for you. This is one you need to check out for yourself. The movie lasts 107 minutes, not one of them wasted. There is also very little violence other than what's necessary for the story. It's not a slasher and there is no exploitation going on.
The director also made two other horror films: CAVEAT (2020) and ODDITY (2024), neither of which I've seen. But after seeing HOKUM, I want to check out this man's earlier work. I definitely plan to pick up this current film if it comes to home video.
Monday, May 11, 2026
KEY WITNESS (1960)
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| A gang in crisis: Johnny Nash, Corey Allen, Dennis Hopper, Joby Baker and Susan Harrison |
The Morrow family is assisted in their plight by Detective Rafael Torno (Frank Silvera), who is assigned to the case, and his superior, Lieutenant Arthur Robbins (Bruce Gordon). Both policemen are grateful that Fred Morrow came forward as a witness when so many others didn't want to take the chance. Cowboy is finally brought into custody after an exciting car chase on a California freeway. For those who are into car chases, this one will not disappoint. After Torno runs Cowboy's car off the highway, the two men are seen running into traffic. A very well-filmed sequence.
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| Jeffrey Hunter, Corey Allen and Dennis Hopper |
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| Young love: Susan Harrison and Dennis Hopper |
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| Johnny Nash and Dennis Hopper |
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| Stylish gang members, uneasy riders: Johnny Nash, Joby Baker, Dennis Hopper and Corey Allen. |
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| Dennis Hopper and Susan Harrison on the set of KEY WITNESS. |
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| Young Dennis Hopper, gifted and rebellious. |
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| Jeffrey Hunter having a really bad day. |
Tuesday, April 21, 2026
RECENT VIEWINGS Spring 2026
I must have been experiencing an unusual burst of energy because I actually ventured out into the world and saw two movies in the theater in the same week. Could this be a trend? Probably not. After sitting through all of the previews of coming attractions which took around thirty minutes before the actual films, I remain largely uninspired by the state of contemporary cinema. One film that I am looking forward to, however, is BACKROOMS, an A24 production that looks absolutely fascinating. I'm mildly interested in seeing PROJECT HAIL MARY, all 156 minutes of it. We'll see how that works out. In the meantime, here are some comments about the two films I saw on the big screen.
Monday, March 30, 2026
GROOVE (2000)
This enjoyable independent film is all about a group of enterprising young music fans getting together to take over an abandoned warehouse in San Francisco to put on a "rave". Now, I don't pretend to know very much about rave culture. In fact, when I was preparing this review, I looked up the term on Wikipedia. To my surprise, the rave has a long, convoluted history going back a few decades. The basic idea is a pop-up, sometimes-illegal dance party oftentimes set up in an abandoned industrial space that features well-known disc jockeys and lots of drugs. I spent a lot of time in dance clubs back in the days of my lost youth, but I never heard the word rave until I started buying CDs featuring techno, trance and house music in the late 1990s. I still enjoy a lot of the music, but if I had the opportunity to attend a rave, I would politely decline. Men of a certain age with arthritic knees have no business hobbling around raves or dance clubs. This film played at a local theater, aptly named The Art Theater, which specialized in independent, foreign films and retrospectives of classics. GROOVE caught my eye because of its subject matter. I loved the film at first watch and then happily came to own the DVD and the CD soundtrack. This is one of those favorites that I revisit quite often.
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| Leyla (Lola Glaudini) seeks a ride to the rave. |
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| Hamish Linklater and Lola Glaudini caught up in the throes of Ecstasy. |
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| Mackenzie Firgens and Denny Kirkwood in love. At least, for now. |
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| The ravers get direction. |
The film had a $200,000 budget and made good use of San Francisco area locations. It was shown at the 2000 Sundance Film Festival and was picked up by Sony Pictures Classics for $1.5 million. Most of the spirited cast doesn't seem to be that well known outside of Hamish Linklater, who has a substantial list of credits in theater, film and television. There are also quite a few acting credits for Lola Glaudini, Mackenzie Firgens, and supporting players Ari Gold and Rachel True.
Saturday, February 21, 2026
DESTINY (1944)
Movies have always been a big part of my life, whether going to theaters or curling up on the couch and watching them on television. But what actually turned me into a film fanatic was reading. It all started with Leonard Maltin's first TV Movies book, which was published in 1969, I believe. I read that book from cover to cover, A to Z. It opened my eyes to just how many films there were to see, and to the reality that I would need several lifetimes if I wanted to see them all, so I'd better get busy. During the 1970s, the decade when I was in my 20s, I saw as many movies as my crazy work/college class schedule would permit. As the decade was coming to a close, I began reading film books that suddenly were filling the shelves in bookstores. One of my early favorites was The Golden Age of B Movies by Doug McClelland, published in 1978. There were many films I had seen and a few others I'd heard of, but many titles were unfamiliar. One such title was DESTINY, a film made at Universal in 1944, starring an actress named Gloria Jean, whose name was only familiar because I'd seen it in Maltin's book.
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| Gloria Jean during her years at Universal Pictures |
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| The cover art for Vinegar Syndrome's excellent release of FLESH AND FANTASY |
The article about DESTINY made me very curious to see it. However, the film remained elusive. It never played on TV in my area, and it never seemed to be available as the home video era came into existence in the 1980s. But I recently was able to purchase a copy from an online seller. It turned out to be very watchable with decent sound quality, although not remastered in any way. It was most likely recorded from television or copied from a VHS tape. Still, the film appeared to be complete and proved to be a fascinating watch. The original footage, running about thirty minutes, is surrounded by scenes directed by Reginald Le Borg and using a different cinematographer. In the original segment, Cliff Banks (Alan Curtis), an escaped killer, takes refuge at a secluded farm where Clem Broderick (Frank Craven) lives with his blind daughter, Jane (Gloria Jean). Jane lives an almost enchanted life, totally attuned to nature, with animals and plants responding to her, and watching over her, as if she were an angelic creature. The evil Cliff has plans to take over the farm for himself and take advantage of Jane. When she flees from him and runs into the forest, he pursues her, only to be overtaken by the angry forces of nature and ending up drowning. This good vs. evil, light vs. darkness story plays out like a dark fairytale, with Jane even dressed to resemble Snow White. The B & W art direction and special effects are quite impressive, making me wish the film had the remastered treatment so as to better appreciate the imagery. By the way, one brief shot of the drowned body of Cliff at the beginning of FLESH AND FANTASY is all that's included from this excised episode.
The scenes added by Le Borg are more fast-paced and resemble a standard B crime thriller with a Noirish overtone. In these scenes, Cliff is a good guy who gets involved with the wrong crowd (femme fatale Vivian Austin and her criminal boyfriend Frank Fenton), ends up in prison, gets released, only to get caught up in crime once again and having to flee the police. All of these plot points are related in flashback sequences told to nice girl Grace McDonald who makes the mistake of giving Cliff a ride when he's running from the cops. When Cliff is double-crossed by another conniving female (Minna Gombell), he finds himself at the Broderick farm. Cliff's bad behavior with Jane and his ultimate demise are explained away as a bad dream. And then all the loose ends are quickly and neatly tied up, including Cliff being wanted by the police, and we are rewarded with a happy, sentimental ending. This all happens in sixty-five minutes. The big problem with DESTINY isn't that it plays like two different films awkwardly spliced together, but rather it seems like three different films. The first part setting up the complicated life of Cliff and his series of bad decisions moves at breakneck speed, as do many Noir programmers, but it nevertheless makes sense as a story, flashbacks and all. The emergence of Cliff into Jane's enchanted world is definitely a little hard to swallow, considering what has preceded it. But the Duvivier footage has its own foundation and integrity. What becomes quickly problematic is the obvious change in Cliff's demeanor. Up to now, he's been a hapless victim, a not terribly smart guy who lost his way, becoming somewhat cynical and mistrusting after his release from prison. In Jane's world, he turns into a shifty-eyed opportunist looking for a quick buck and some womanizing activity on the side. The "bad dream" explanation doesn't address this obvious dichotomy.
The third part of DESTINY is what ruins it. With Gloria Jean and Frank Craven brought back after nearly two years to shoot more footage, Cliff, having awakened from his horrifying dream in a cold sweat, has once again regained his nice guy persona. Gloria/Jane has obviously matured and is given the most stilted dialogue imaginable while the different parts of Cliff's confused life are quickly cobbled together and solved to, presumably, the viewing audience's satisfaction. Credibility is another matter. I'm not sure if DESTINY was intended as an A picture release, but it's obvious from the poster art that Universal was unsure of how to market the film. Some of the posters exploit a sexy image of actress Vivian Austin, the femme fatale in the expanded footage, even though Gloria Jean was the top-billed star.
The release of DESTINY didn't do much to promote Gloria Jean's career, and she was featured in B pictures from then on. Her final Universal film, RIVER GANG (1945) was released after she had already decided not to renew her contract. She made several films at different studios over the years and also worked on television, but by the early 1960s, her acting career was over. She became a receptionist for a cosmetics firm and died in 2018 at the age of 92.
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| Gloria Jean in 1947 |
Handsome Alan Curtis, with his dark, brooding gaze, had made a good showing of himself in HIGH SIERRA (1941) and in the excellent cult film PHANTOM LADY (1944). He worked in films until 1951, mostly supporting roles in minor films. He died in 1953 at the age of forty-three following kidney surgery.
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| Alan Curtis |
I hope someday DESTINY is eventually given a proper release on Blu-ray. While Universal has generously provided fans with good quality releases of most of its horror film catalogue, B pictures included, it has a vault filled with other B pictures, including musicals, that it has chosen to ignore. Maybe this situation will change. DESTINY is an important film that deserves to be seen and given serious consideration.

















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