Showing posts with label Bonnie Bedelia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bonnie Bedelia. Show all posts

Saturday, 28 March 2026

Movie Review: Bad Manners (1997)


Genre: Drama  
Director: Jonathan Kaufer  
Starring: David Strathairn, Bonnie Bedelia, Saul Rubinek, Caroleen Feeney, Julie Harris  
Running Time: 88 minutes  

Synopsis: Married couple Wes and Nancy (David Strathairn and Bonnie Bedelia) are both Boston-area professors, but the passion has long since seeped out of their relationship. Their staid home is upturned by the visit of Nancy's former lover Matt (Saul Rubinek), a musicology professor in town for a guest lecture, accompanied by his much younger lover and research assistant Kim (Caroleen Feeney). Wes is jealous of Matt, the free-spirited Kim stirs the pot, and accusations of theft and infidelity are soon rocking both couples.

What Works Well: The adaptation of the David Gilman stage play exposes turmoil between two mis-matched couples, and carries obvious echoes from Who's Afraid Of Virginia Woolf. Strong performances by the four main cast members animate a milieu of crackling discontent hiding beneath a veneer of upper middle class respectability. Selfish motivations, generational gaps, and suppressed frustrations bubble to the surface, driving a steady stream of narrative twists.

What Does Not Work As Well: The stage origins are only partially concealed, and the plot hinges on a couple of logic leaps unworthy of supposedly smart people. A missing $50 bill immediately becomes an accusation of theft, and music notes within a garbled composition are posited as no less than possible proof of God's existence. Elsewhere the incessant lying erodes any sense of belief in what anyone is saying, slowly undermining the investment in already unlikeable characters.

Key Quote:
Kim: You're being a bore.
Wes: I am a bore. I lead a placid life.



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Thursday, 28 December 2023

Movie Review: Violets Are Blue (1986)


Genre: Romantic Drama
Director: Jack Fisk
Starring: Sissy Spacek, Kevin Kline, Bonnie Bedelia
Running Time: 86 minutes

Synopsis: Renowned news photographer Gussie Sawyer (Sissy Spacek) returns to her hometown of Ocean City, Maryland, for a family visit. She bumps into her former high school sweetheart Henry Squires (Kevin Kline), now running the local newspaper. Although Henry is married to Ruth (Bonnie Bedelia) and father to Addy, passion immediately re-ignites between him and Gussie. She also gets involved in his investigation of a corrupt land deal that threatens local wildlife.

What Works Well: Ocean City is a scenic location, and a yacht race is expansively filmed.

What Does Not Work As Well: A talented cast is wasted on a miserable script by Naomi Foner. The drama defaults to awkward silences and stares-into-the-distance as adults first forget how to talk then behave with the hormone-driven immaturity of adolescents. Gussie and Henry carry on their affair in full view of a small town, and neither his impulsive decision to chuck his life and join her on foreign assignment nor the local conspiracy-against-the-ponies are remotely convincing as anything other than desperate attempts to stretch the flimsy material.

Conclusion: Selfish with a side of senseless is a bad recipe for romance.



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Tuesday, 13 September 2016

Movie Review: Die Hard (1988)


A brash, bold and boisterous action film, Die Hard is an exceptionally enjoyable thrill ride featuring one reluctant hero, one tall building, a gaggle of hostages and a large group of murderous terrorists.

It's Christmas Eve, and New York City police officer John McClane has just landed in Los Angeles to maybe try and patch things up with his wife Holly (Bonnie Bedelia), an executive at the Nakatomi Corporation. John travels to the Nakatomi tower where the company Christmas party is in full swing, and barely avoids an invasion of the building by a group of well-organized and brutal terrorists. Mastermind Hans Gruber (Alan Rickman) and his main henchman Karl (Alex Godunov) along with about a dozen armed men take all the Nakatomi employees, including Holly, as hostages, and set about opening the well-guarded corporate safe.

McClane escapes into the upper reaches of the building and initiates a one-man guerrilla war against the terrorists, picking off a few of them while trying to attract the attention of the enforcement authorities. Eventually LA police Sergeant Al Powell (Reginald VelJohnson) responds and initiates contact with McClane from outside the building, and a large police force gathers. Hans and his men still have surprises in hand, and the outnumbered and outgunned McClane has to fight a lonely battle just to survive and save his wife.

McClane: Mayday, Mayday, Emergency anyone copy, Channel Nine, terrorists have seized the Nakatomi Building, Century City, I repeat, unknown number of terrorists, six or more armed with automatic weapons on the 30th floor of Nakatomi Plaza.
LAPD Operator: [to other operator] I'll take this.
McClane: Somebody answer me, goddamn it!
LAPD Operator: Attention, whoever you are: This frequency is reserved for emergency calls only.
McClane: No fucking shit, lady! Do I sound like I'm ordering a pizza?!

Directed by John McTiernan, Die Hard turned Bruce Willis into a global action superstar and redefined what a high quality action movie can deliver. With a tight premise, plenty of quotable one-liners, hissing villains, a reluctant hero playing impossible odds, and no shortage of well-executed action scenes, the film unleashes an irresistible torrent of adrenaline.

The personality of John McClane is a huge part of the film's success. A classic fish-out-water hero, McClane's New York pragmatism is already being tested by the unfamiliar fluffy Los Angeles surroundings. His night gets much worse when the terrorists let loose, but McClane's streak of dark sarcasm carries through, his irritation at being forced into action the juice that keeps the evening going.

Bruce Willis brings McClane to life and finds his perfect career role. 33 years old with a prematurely thinning hair line, Willis brings credible world weariness to McClane, but makes the most impact at the personal level: Die Hard rises above typical action fare mainly due to McClane's desire for a reconciliation with wife Holly, and later thanks to the bond created over the radio between McClane and beat cop Al Powell. For all the flying bullets, shattered glass and huge explosions, Willis comes through at the personal level, creating a hero with heart, just as believable trading gunfire as he is at longing for human warmth.

Every good hero requires worthwhile villains, and McClane gets two. Decked out in expensive European threads, Hans Gruber is a distinguished killer, never hesitating to spill blood but insisting that he looks good doing it. Karl is more volatile, and runs on a short fuse once his brother becomes one of McClane's early victims. Alan Rickman and Alex Godunov deserve a lot of credit for creating a pair of hate-worthy bad guys.

The film has other troublemakers, first in the form of Deputy Police Chief Dwayne Robinson (Paul Gleason), and later two FBI agents (Robert Davi and Grand L. Bush).  Their hamfisted attempts to take charge and resolve the crisis only make matters worse for McClane, who learns the hard way that sometime the cavalry is more trouble than its worth.

Deputy Chief Dwayne Robinson: I got a hundred people down here and they're all covered in glass!
John McClane: Glass? Who gives a shit about glass? Who the fuck is this?
Deputy Chief Dwayne Robinson: This is Deputy Chief Dwayne T. Robinson, and I am in charge here.
John McClane: Oh you're in charge? Well I got some bad news for you Dwayne, from up here it doesn't look like you're in charge of jack shit.
Deputy Chief Dwayne Robinson: You listen to me you little asshole-
John McClane: Asshole? I'm not the one who just got butt-fucked on national TV, Dwayne! Now, you listen to me, jerk-off, if you're not a part of the solution, you're a part of the problem. Quit being a part of the fuckin' problem and put the other guy back on!

But ultimately Die Hard is all about the action, and the film delivers in spades. Using the building as an excellent platform McTiernan stages the action in elevator and ventilation shafts, stairwells and half-completed floors, all transformed into intriguing settings for an escalating battle between one resourceful  man and a small army of terrorists. Handguns, automatic rifles, anti-tank missiles and C4 explosives are all put to good use, as the Nakatomi plaza building takes a fearsome pounding. The climax involves a fire hose and the roof, and it remains an all-time epic action movie highlight.

Die Hard holds nothing back: this is a whopper of an action film, a perfect dose of inescapable escapism.

McClane: Yippee-ki-yay, motherfucker!






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Thursday, 2 June 2016

Movie Review: They Shoot Horses, Don't They? (1969)


A depression-era drama, They Shoot Horses, Don't They? is a grim descent into the psyche of despair. The story of desperate couples competing in an inhumane dance marathon is both brilliantly captivating and utterly exhausting to watch.

It's 1932, the Great Depression has destroyed the economy, and in California hundreds of economically deprived couples converge at the La Monica ballroom overlooking the Pacific Ocean to compete in a dance marathon. With a prize of $1,500 at stake for the last couple standing, the dancers have to stay continuously on the move on the dance floor, and are allowed 10 minute breaks every 2 hours and 7 meals a day. The host is Rocky (Gig Young), who runs the contest as an entertainment spectacle for a paying audience. Some of the contestants are in the competition just for the food, while the spectators sometimes throw pennies at the dance floor as encouragement, and the loose change is eagerly scooped up by the pathetic dancers.

The entrants include the tough Gloria (Jane Fonda), who teams up with Robert (Michael Sarrazin) when her original partner is not allowed to register due to a persistent cough. Other participants include grizzled former navy man Harry (Red Buttons) and his partner Shirley (Allyn Ann McLerie); aspiring actress Alice (Susannah York) and her partner Joel (Robert Fields); and veteran dance marathon contestants James (Bruce Dern) and his pregnant wife Ruby (Bonnie Bedelia).

Her unforgiving life to date means that Gloria brings a caustic, negative attitude to the dance floor. She refuses to respond to Robert's attempts to get to know her, and manages to antagonize James by continuously questioning Ruby about the wisdom of bringing a baby into a life of poverty. The hours turn to days and then weeks, the test of endurance drags on under Rocky's watchful business-focused eyes, and Gloria will have to survive more than one setback to stay among the competitors.

Directed by Sidney Pollack, They Shoot Horses, Don't They? is an almost hallucinatory experience. This is a lyrical exploration of tragic souls chasing dreams of wealth, and as staggering fatigue sets in Pollack is unrelenting in his focus on the dance floor, where bodies barely able to stand emit an overwhelming sense of sorrow. Remarkably the film maintains and builds interest over two hours, as gradually basic concepts such as winning and losing fade into the background and the theme of emotional durability in the face of the marathon's barbarity comes to the fore.

Entirely set within the mostly windowless confines of the La Monica ballroom, the cameras stay with the contestants as they push themselves through the endless marathon, a test of mental sanity as much as physical endurance. Before long Robert is struggling in vain to catch a glimpse of the outside world, as night and day meld into each other, the bands play on and the dancers shuffle their feet unenthusiastically.

The drama comes from watching the couples subject themselves to the humiliation of the competition out of sheer despondency. The marathon is not about hours or days, but weeks and then months, and the misery of the competition is compounded by the wretched realization that the dancers have no life outside the dance hall. No children, no jobs, no loved one who care about them, no hobbies, no purpose and therefore no hope. Rarely has the human wreckage of an economic depression been laid so bare.

Gloria emerges as physically and mentally strong, but also the catalyst for most of the trouble that happens between the dance sessions. She starts the marathon already at the end of her rope, quite fed up with her raw deal out of life, and unwilling to shut-up about it. She approaches her opponents and Rocky as compounding everything bad in her world, and it does not take her long to establish herself as the most derided contestant on the dance floor. She endures, turning every situation to her advantage, but Rocky knows that every contestant has a breaking point, and it is his job to find it. Fonda brings Gloria to life with a powerful, defiant performance.

The other characters create a rich tapestry of desperate yet determined contestants to the show. Harry seems too old but emerges as a sturdy competitor with Navy training to fall back on. Ruby must be mad to be competing while pregnant; but along with her husband James, they have the benefit of experience and battle scars from other marathons. And Alice the actress is here to catch agents' eyes with sparkly dresses and the sinewy moves of a wannabe movie star. Red Buttons, Bonnie Bedelia, Bruce Dern and Susannah York leave their marks on the dance floor with committed contributions.

Hovering over them all is Gig Young as Rocky the master of ceremonies, dishing out encouragement, torture and schmaltzy showmanship in equal measures. Young won the Best Supporting Actor Academy Award, and his "Yowza! Yowza! Yowza!" proclamations are the stuff of film legend. Rocky is putting on a reality show, and distinct personalities, prolonged suffering, melodramatic in-fighting and couple meltdowns keep the audience coming day after day, buying tickets are lining his pockets. Some injuries along he way are par of the course, and Rocky's cadre of doctors and nurses are trained to never show any concern even when a contestant checks out forever.

They Shoot Horses, Don't They? literally and figuratively pushes the limits of human suffering. It seems almost impossible, but from a starting point of abject pessimism, the dancers shuffle their way into ever darker territory.






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Friday, 18 November 2011

Movie Review: Die Hard 2 (1990)


A hyper-kinetic sequel, Die Hard 2 repeatedly pushes the bounds of reason, but delivers an immensely satisfying experience of non-stop high quality action.

It is Christmas time, two years after detective John McClane (Bruce Willis) battled terrorists in a Los Angeles high-rise. McClane's wife Holly (Bonnie Bedelia) is on a plane about to land at Dulles International Airport in Washington DC, and he is waiting to pick her up.

McClane's plans for a romantic night with Holly are about to be comprehensively disrupted: the renegade Colonel Stuart (William Sadler) is leading a group of die-hard mercenary terrorists on a mission to take control of the airport. Stuart deactivates the airport's control and communication systems, turns off the runway lights and sets up a parallel rogue traffic control centre, effectively commandeering the skies above Dulles airport and placing about 15 flights, including Holly's, in jeopardy. Stuart's mission is to free General Esperanza (Franco Nero), an extreme anti-communist foreign dictator, who is being extradited to the US and is about to land at Dulles.

McClane is quick to spot the unfolding plot, but gets no help from the airport's buffoonish police chief Captain Lorenzo (Dennis Franz) and has to single handedly try to disrupt the nefarious plan of Stuart and his heavily armed men. More helpful is Leslie Barnes (Art Evans), the airport communications director who tries to re-establish contact with the stranded planes. When the bullets start flying and the planes start crashing as predicted by McClane, Trudeau (Fred Thompson in his pre-politics days), the head of the airport, starts to listen, and eventually calls in an army anti-terrorism unit that proves to be suspiciously inept. With Holly's plane running out of fuel and about to attempt a blind landing, McClane forces a final confrontation with the terrorists to put an end to the siege.

Director Renny Harlin effectively uses the first 30 minutes to establish the context of Die Hard 2, but once he jams down on the accelerator, there is no brake pedal. The movie explodes into non-stop shoot-outs, killings, stunts, chases, destruction, crashes, and hand-to-hand combat, with any semblance of credibility lost in the airport parking lot. The breaks between action scenes are just enough to humanize McClane and allow him to lick his wounds before he goes out again in search of another way to win a battle in which he is out-numbered and out-gunned.

Not much of the plot stands up to any scrutiny, not least the question as to why the stranded flights did not immediately divert to other destinations on the airport-rich eastern seaboard. Die Hard 2 does not try to explain itself, it just barrel-rolls in a frenzy, delivering with professional efficiency too many thrills to care about incidentals like realism.

Bruce Willis plays along, a shadow of a smile dancing just behind eyes throughout, the "here we go again" subtext not really hidden: McCane makes several references to the Nakatomi Tower adventure, and is as bemused as the rest of us that such a grand and bloody misadventure can happen to the same cop twice. The large supporting cast is suitably animated. Franz, Evans and Thompson run around ineffectively on the ground, while Bedelia has to contend with a low-life journalist (William Atherton) on her flight. The bad guys are impressively humourless as they unleash their deadly mission with a minimum of justification for their devotion to Esperanza.

Die Hard 2 is wild fun, missing the originality and grittiness of the original, but compensating by inventing new definitions for over-the-top.






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Friday, 1 October 2010

Movie Review: Presumed Innocent (1990)


A courtroom drama that creaks under the weight of a ridiculous story, Presumed Innocent is a surprise disappointment despite a star-heavy cast.

Prosecuting Attorney Raymond Horgan (Brian Dennehy) assigns his top prosecutor Rusty Sabich (Harrison Ford) to investigate the brutal murder of fellow prosecutor Carolyn Polhemus (Greta Scacchi). But Sabich himself is soon a prime suspect: he had an affair with Polhemus, she broke it off, and he is still obsessed with her. Meanwhile, it emerges that Horgan was also having an affair with Polhemus; he had secretly assigned her a bribery file to investigate; and the bribery case just so happens to involve the judge who just so happens to be assigned to Sabich's murder trial.

Raul Julia, with a smile perpetually plastered onto his face, shows up as lawyer Sandy Stern, defending Sabich and using smarm as his main weapon. He quickly destroys the case against Sabich by doing no more the exposing the doctor who performed the autopsy as an incompetent fool.

There are investigators hiding evidence, prosecutors with political agendas, and a murderer who is perfectly careful in every detail -- but places the murder weapon, soaked with blood and with the victim's hair still attached to it, back in the tool box.

This may or may not be a case of a poor film utterly failing to capture the essence of the book, but the script certainly casts doubt on the quality of the Scott Turow novel.

Still, any movie with Ford, Dennehy, Julia, Bonnie Bedelia as Sabich's wife, and Scacchi, is worth watching, and the strength of the cast keeps the movie from sinking into a complete farce as the ultra-convoluted reality-free plot ties itself into a pretzel. It is evident, however, that Scacchi 's beauty is as captivating as her acting ability is atrocious. Appropriately, her role in flashbacks is mostly reduced to gazing into the camera...deeply.

Alan J. Pakula has much better films than this on his resume. He directs here with the main intention of keeping everyone and everything deadly serious. Only Julia is allowed to smile, but Presumed Innocent is a good recipe for general hilarity.








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