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Post by redbrain on Mar 28, 2008 23:24:22 GMT
Last night BBC4 broadcast an episode of Up Pompei that included the very lovely Valerie Leon. I wonder whether anyone else on this board saw it.
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Post by Johnlprobert on Mar 29, 2008 10:09:37 GMT
Curses! No I didn't.
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Post by valdemar on May 11, 2012 20:03:01 GMT
Valerie Leon... mmmmm, lovely and big. Tall! I meant Tall!
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Post by valdemar on Jul 14, 2012 8:58:31 GMT
I'm surprised that in this thread nobody has mentioned Don 'Phantasm' Coscarelli's simply astonishing Bubba Ho Tep. A truly mind-blowing concept, of an aged Elvis Presley, who is Elvis, despite everyone thinking him a senile Elvis impersonator; Elvis got bored of the fame, the touring, etc., and employed a double to do all that for him. The real Presley took the double's persona over entirely, and was therefore stuck up a creek without a paddle, when, in 1977, his double died on the toilet. Bruce Campbell is Elvis, and it's a superb performance, world-weary and sad. Elvis lives in an old people's home, and another guest there is a dignified old gentleman who swears that he's John F Kennedy. He's about the right age, but the main flaw in his argument is that he happens to be black. His rationale is that the CIA did it to him to protect him. He's obviously delusional, but there's just something about the way he acts that could mean he's not... He's played by the late Ossie Davis, and he's quite wonderful. But where's the mummy? OK, I'm getting there. JFK is suspicious about the high level of unexplained deaths at the home, and has found graffiti in the toilet. And? The graffiti is Egyptian hieroglyphs, put there by a seriously pissed-off 3000 year-old mummy [in cowboy boots and stetson, no less] who literally sucks the souls out of the old folks in the home. It's up to Elvis and JFK to stop him. As Elvis says: ''Nobody f**ks with the King, baby!'' It's one of my favourite films, great fun, and beautifully made and acted, with a real headf**k of a concept.
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Post by ramseycampbell on Jul 14, 2012 12:46:29 GMT
I'm surprised that in this thread nobody has mentioned Don 'Phantasm' Coscarelli's simply astonishing Bubba Ho Tep. A truly mind-blowing concept, of an aged Elvis Presley, who is Elvis, despite everyone thinking him a senile Elvis impersonator; Elvis got bored of the fame, the touring, etc., and employed a double to do all that for him. The real Presley took the double's persona over entirely, and was therefore stuck up a creek without a paddle, when, in 1977, his double died on the toilet. Bruce Campbell is Elvis, and it's a superb performance, world-weary and sad. Elvis lives in an old people's home, and another guest there is a dignified old gentleman who swears that he's John F Kennedy. He's about the right age, but the main flaw in his argument is that he happens to be black. His rationale is that the CIA did it to him to protect him. He's obviously delusional, but there's just something about the way he acts that could mean he's not... He's played by the late Ossie Davis, and he's quite wonderful. But where's the mummy? OK, I'm getting there. JFK is suspicious about the high level of unexplained deaths at the home, and has found graffiti in the toilet. And? The graffiti is Egyptian hieroglyphs, put there by a seriously pissed-off 3000 year-old mummy [in cowboy boots and stetson, no less] who literally sucks the souls out of the old folks in the home. It's up to Elvis and JFK to stop him. As Elvis says: ''Nobody f**ks with the King, baby!'' It's one of my favourite films, great fun, and beautifully made and acted, with a real headf**k of a concept. Indeed! Joe Lansdale's!
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Post by franklinmarsh on Aug 29, 2012 12:22:29 GMT
Franklin Marsh: I need to see The Mummy's Shroud again. And I finally did on Sunday, at the Frightfest. By Jove, London's Empire cinema has changed. Top intro by the wonderful Kim Newman. He asked if there were any Michael Ripper fans in the audience. I felt a bit of a lemon when I realised that I was the only person to put my hand up but it netted me a Hammer goody bag which cheered me up. I'd always felt that TMS was pretty rubbish but time has been kind. Michael Ripper gets quite a lot of screen time as a put upon major domo to a right bastid of a toff, and even conjures up some pathos when he smashes his glasses and is menaced by an out of focus mummy - before being wrapped in mosquito netting and hurled through a window. A cherry-blossomed Roger Delgado and a cackling Catherine Lacey overact shamelessly and brilliantly, and there's always good old Andre Morell to bring a bit of gravitas to the shenanigans (SPOILER - but he gets bumped off with quite a way to go so there's still loads of fun to come). The only real disappointment is that Maggie Kimberley's very fine heaving bosom only seems to appear in publicity photographs and not the film itself. This was followed by Sir Christopher Lee acting out of his skin as Rasputin - The Mad Monk, and then playing the goodie (with a well trimmed beard) in The Devil Rides Out. Great day!
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