Saturday, January 13, 2018

Announcing End of the World Blogathon








It's the end of the world as we know it
It's the end of the world as we know it
It's the end of the world as we know it
And I feel fine
                                                    -REM



The aliens are poised above the Earth with their own versions of Weapons of Mass Destruction.  A renegade terrorist group has just taken the world leaders hostage and threatened to destroy the world with their black market bombs.  Someone has just escaped from a secret military installation with a bio-engineered virus.  A vengeance on a sinful world is about to be enacted by a supernatural deity.  In other words it's time to bend down between your legs  and kiss your ass goodbye.



On the other hand, maybe this scenario has already happened.  Maybe the world already made a mess of itself.  Perhaps the world is being overrun by zombies or vampires or intelligent apes.  Or aliens have successful subjugated the Earth for thousands of years already.  There are many scenarios in which survivors of a post-apocalyptic world are just trying to get by or maybe even trying to figure out just what the hell happened while they were sleeping.  In any case, the potential has been covered by Hollywood countless times, and this is the inspiration for this blogathon.

The blogathon is being brought to you by your truly and Steve at Movie Movie Blog Blog.  

You are encouraged to let your muses run wild in this event.  Any scenario in which the world is trying to prevent the destruction  (or deal with the inevitable destruction) of Earth, or trying to cope with the aftermath of said destruction is fair game.  An incomplete list of acceptable titles can be found here.  But don't feel you are limited to these.  If you have an idea, submit it.  As long as it fits in the theme of the blogathon it is fair game.

Rules are simple:  Pick a movie, let us know about it so we can add you to the roster and then write about it and post it to your blog.  Early submissions are OK, but the dates of the blogathon are Mar. 30-Apr. 1 and you won't see a link on our blogs until then.  Other wise, have fun! (If the End of the World can be said to be fun...)

Only one thing.  Since there are such a wide range of possibilities we ask that you limit one person per movie.  But remakes are separate movies so if one person chose, say. War of the Worlds (the 1953 version) another could write about War of the Worlds (the 2005 version).

Below are several banners from which you might choose to promote our blogathon.  (which you should, otherwise Steve just busted his ass for nothing... :-D Eight of them...))














The roster:

The Midnite Drive-In:  On the Beach (1959)  and 12 Monkeys (1995)

Movie Movie Blog Blog:  Plan 9 from Outer Space (1959) and Strange Brew (1983)


Caftan Woman: When Worlds Collide (1951)

The Dream Book Blog:  Kiss Me Deadly (1955)

Maddylovesherclaassicfilms: Deep Impact (1998)

Moon in Gemini: War Games (1983)

Movierob:   TBA

Open Letters to Film:   V for Vendetta (2005)

portraitsbyjenni: Invasion of the Body Snatchers (1956 and 1978)

Realwweegiemidget Reviews:  Seeking a Friend for the End of the World (2012)

Thoughts All Sorts: Sunshine (2007)





Quiggy

Friday, January 5, 2018

Time Waits for No Man


I have stated before that one of my favorite science-fiction tropes is the concept of time travel.  With the proper machinery, or spell in some cases, or even a map showing holes in the fabric of the universe, one can travel back in time to witness or even interact with events that occurred years or centuries ago.

Want to witness the birth of Jesus Christ (or prove that it didn't happen, depending on your perspective)?  Want to see the signing of the American Declaration of Independence?  Or that red letter day when Dr. Emmett Brown conceived of the flux capacitor?  All could be achieved if you had the proper equipment.  And it doesn't even have to be a souped up DeLorean.

Depending on your concept of the theme, there are hundreds, maybe even thousands of potential viewing possibilities that cover the concept of time travel and the potential dangers therein.  "Dangers?" you ask.  Well, of course.  The classic Grandfather Paradox is an example.  Suppose you went back in time and accidentally (or intentionally, if you were so minded...)  killed your grandfather before he met your grandmother.  You would therefore not have been born and thus could not have gone back in time to commit the deed in the first place.

You could create even greater havoc if you chose to eliminate a prominent historical figure like, say, Adolph Hitler.  While you might think that would be a good thing, it may not necessarily be so.  Some theoretical historians believe that without Hitler's influence the Nazis could have won WWII.

An IMdB poster, with apparently a lot of time on his hands created a list that runs up to (so far) 587 titles that cover the concept of time travel.  Admittedly some are a stretch, and some (he includes It's A Wonderful Life)  don't really fit in my opinion, but that is still a fairly exhaustive list.  I haven't seen nearly as many of them as I would like.  In previous blog entries I have discussed the Bill and Ted Movies,  The Final Countdown, Time Bandits, and a couple of TV show episodes, one from The Twilight Zone and two from Star Trek.

Future entries will include more.  Later this year I am planning an entire week dedicated to H. G. Wells, whose output included a classic in the genre, The Time Machine.  I am considering comparing and contrasting the two theatrical versions, with maybe some references to an equally interesting movie along the same lines, Time After Time. The Back to the Future trilogy is also on the horizon for an entry. I also owe some long time readers a piece on Twelve Monkeys which I was forced to leave out of the Monty Python Blogathon last year due to unforeseen circumstances.

I am, however, interested in your ideas, dear reader.  Do you have any favorite time travel movies?  Leave your comments, and I assure you I will at least TRY to track them down.

Quiggy



Monday, January 1, 2018

In Like "Thin"






This is my entry in the Bill and Myrna New Year's Blogathon hosted by Phyllis Loves Classic Movies and The Flapper Dame.







The comedy/mystery The Thin Man was the first to feature Dashiell Hammett's characters, and the success and popularity of the booze guzzling high society pair spawned no less than 5 sequels.  All of the sequels featured a variation on "The Thin Man" even though the original thin man was only a character in the first movie.  But you could be forgiven if you thought that the title character was referring to Nick Charles.

Nick and Nora Charles are a parody in and  of themselves.  Before I ever saw The Thin Man, I saw Neil Simon's Murder by Death, which featured parodies of several famous detectives, but in particular was a parody of the Nick and Nora duo, with David Niven and Maggie Smith playing Dick and Dora Charleston.  It wasn't until I saw the original characters that I realized just how exquisite Niven and Smith's parody of them was.

Dashiell Hammett's  main claim to fame was undoubtedly the character of Sam Spade in The Maltese Falcon, but I would think that the Charles duo would be a close second.   And much of that is due to the excellent efforts of Powell and Loy in the film roles.  In fact, to quote Roger Ebert in a review he did of this same film "William Powell is to dialogue as Fred Astaire is to dance."






And Myrna Loy is no slouch either, although she is at her best when she makes those cute little faces at Powell rather than a witty response.



 

But despite all this, the real star of the film is Skippy, the terrier who plays Asta, their pooch.  This dog is a scene stealer from the get-go. This mutt is a bigger camera hog than his contemporary, Terry, who played Toto in The Wizard of Oz.








There you go.  Now that you have been introduced to the stars of the show, on with the show.






The Thin Man (1934):

Dorothy Wynant (Maureen O'Sullivan) comes to her father's workshop to announce her engagement and impending wedding to Tommy (Henry Wadsworth)Her father, Clyde (Edward Ellis) is an eccentric inventor who works in a laboratory designing new devices.  Dorothy learns that Clyde is on his way out of town but she exhorts him to be back in time for her wedding, which has been scheduled to occur in 3 months.

Within the first 15 minutes of the movie we discover that not only does Clyde's secretary have a secret lover on the side, but that she has been trying to bilk Clyde out of money for her own security.  Not only that, but Clyde's ex-wife, Mimi (Minna Gombell) wants more money than she got from the divorce.  She has a gold-digger husband (played by Caesar Romero in an early role) who also lurks at the fringe wanting more money.  There is a lot of skullduggery going on early in the film, and a lot of red herrings are thrown at the audience, but it's all in fun, because the real stars haven't come on the scene yet.

Enter Nick Charles (William Powell), who in his first appearance is trying to show the bartender how to mix drinks.  His style is to mix them, based on the contents, to a rhythm of a dance number.  (Wonder if James Bond knows about this...)  Nora (Myrna Loy) shows up with Asta and the repartee begins.  One of the first funny bits is when Nora asks Nick how many martinis he's already had.  When he replies 6, Nora tells the bartender to line up 5 more for her.  These are two lushes who are competing with each other, but instead of doing it for superior ranking in ability to hold their liquor, they are doing it out of love.  (Whether that's a good thing or not is debatable...)

Dorothy, whose father it turns out was an old client of Nick's from his days as a professional private detective, approaches him to find out what has happened to her father.  It seems he has not been seen since that meeting 3 months earlier and no one seems to know what has happened to him.  But circumstances crop up almost immediately.  His secretary/mistress turns up dead and the guilty finger seems to point at Clyde.  She had been sponging money off him for some time.  Which didn't set too well with the ex because she wanted to keep dipping her finger in the pie.  In fact, it was she who discovered the body of the mistress.... hmmm...

 The suspicions abound as to who is more deeply involved in the affair than they are letting on, but police lieutenant John Guild (Nat Pendleton) is convinced that Clyde is the culprit and is intent on locating him.  When another dead body turns up, the fingers still point primarily to Clyde, but Nick is convinced of his innocence, enough so that he constantly presents a 2 to 1 bet with Lt. Guild that Clyde is innocent and that someone else will eventually come to the fore as the guilty party.

At Clyde's laboratory a secret basement is discovered where a skeleton is discovered.  Due to the clothes that cover the skeleton, it is deduced by Lt. Guild that the body is that of a man that had been blackmailing Wynant, the same case that Nick had been working on for Wynant several months back.  And once again, the outcry is that Wynant is the guilty party.  All except for nick who still insists that Wynant is innocent.


The finale of the case is revealed in the quite Agatha Christie-ish like fashion, all of the suspects are gathered at a dinner party where Nick finally solves the case.  Of course, it's probably no surprise to any one familiar with these types of movies, but Nick is correct in his prediction that Wynant is innocent of any of the murders.  What is surprising is the details of where and what Wynant had been doing in the preceding 3 months.  No spoiler alerts here; watch it for yourself.  If nothing else for the comic parts.  As a detective story it is lacking, in my opinion, but the comedy makes it worth a view.



Well, the martinis are calling, so I'll be off.  Drive home safely, folks.


Quiggy












Saturday, December 30, 2017

NYE in NYC





This is my entry in the Happy New Year Blogathon hosted by Movie Movie Blog Blog






It's New Year's Eve in 1981 in New York City.  We look in on the lives of a dozen or so shallow people, all seemingly unrelated to each other, except that all of them have been invited to the same New Year's Eve party, being hosted by one of the most neurotic and insecure women to ever come down the pike.

Was I this shallow in 1981?  I don't honestly remember.  Looking back from a position 36 years later, however, I can honestly say I wouldn't want to spend more than 15-20 minutes with the females in this movie, and not any time at all with any of the guys.  This must be the most self-obsessed  entourage of folks I've ever seen in one place.

In 1981, I would have been just about the same age as the majority of the characters in this film.  Granted I spent NYE 1981 in a town that would hardly register as a pimple on the nose of NYC.  (I grew up in a town of only 700, and the nearest town in which there was a bar to ring in the new year  had only about 25,000.)  Whether there were people like this in the bar where I welcomed 1982, I couldn't say.  But then I never really cared about relationships as much as I cared about just getting drunk and staying up til midnight. If you want to term that as "shallow", go ahead, but at least I wasn't trying to hook up for a one-night stand in the offing...  And that's exactly what these characters are trying to do.  None of them seem to have a handle on anything but living for the immediate moment, and then only in how it can help benefit themselves, regardless of who they are traveling with in their evening's journey.

The only really good part of the movie is the soundtrack.  I loved the soundtrack to Dazed and Confused because it reminded me of my days in high school and I like the soundtrack to this movie because it reminds me of my young adult days when I used to frequent the nightclubs and dance halls.  "I Want Candy" by Bow Wow Wow runs during the opening credits, and with rarely a miss, hits some pretty good heights with its music.  Additionally there is some pretty good accompanying music written by the Mothersbaugh brothers from Devo.

As I did in my review of the aforementioned Dazed and Confused movie,  I have decided to address each of the main characters individually, as trying to make sense heads or tails of the actual plot is somewhat fruitless. 





200 Cigarettes (1999):  

Monica (Martha Plimpton) has plans for a great New Year's Eve party.  But she sits alone with her friend, Hillary (Catherine Kellner), bemoaning the fact that time is going by and no one has yet to show for the party she has planned.  She becomes obsessed with the fact that the party will have no one show up and will be failure.


Hillary and Monica




Two teenagers from the Long Island suburb of Ronkonkoma, Val (Christina Ricci) and Stephie (Gaby Hoffman), both of whom are underage, wander around the district lost, unable to remember where the party is being held.  Val is a cousin to Monica and refuses to call anyone because a) she doesn't have her cousin's number and b) her mother thinks she is spending the night at Stephie's house in Ronkonkoma.


Val and Stephie


Lucy (Courtney Love) and Kevin (Paul Rudd) are old friends.  Kevin has been having a series of bad relationships, the most recent of which was with Ellie (Janeane Garofalo), and is down on the holiday, which also just happens to be his birthday.  Why Lucy puts up with Kevin is a mystery, because his negativity grates on her, but she is determined to force him to have a good time.

Lucy and Kevin



Ellie

Cindy (Kate Hudson), a ditzy blonde, has just had a one-night stand with Jack (Jay Mohr) and finds herself falling in love with him.  Jack, for his part, puts up with Cindy, although he is at loss to know why she has become so enamored with him.


Cindy and Jack


Bridget (Nicole Parker) and Caitlyn (Angela Featherstone) attempt to ditch Eric (Brian McCardie), Bridget's current boyfriend with whom she is no longer interested.  The excuse being that Eric is a bad lover.  Eric, coincidentally, has also been a former boyfriend of Monica, who also ditched him because of the same lack of performance as a lover.

 
Bridget and Caitlyn
Eric



In the midst of all this is a Bartender, played by Ben Affleck, who by circumstances ends up interacting with all these characters.  He is a pretty goofy character himself, so he manages to fit right in with the rest of the characters, and of course he gets invited to the same party.


The Bartender


The movie is sort of held together by the frequent appearance of a character called "Disco Cabbie" (Dave Chappelle), who dispenses advice on love and life and acts as a sort of narrator to the movie.  He may be the most centered character in the film, and that's saying something, since he has the same thing on his mind that the rest of these slackers do.  But at least he is grounded in the fact that he has a job to do and does it well.


Disco Cabbie




Most of these people do end up fulfilling their New Year's Eve goals.  But, really, the cast of characters seem to have no redeeming qualities.  It's a wonder how all these people ended up together in the same boat. But then after watching them, you may decide they deserve each other after all.  Personally I began to wonder how they all survived the 80's into today.  One can only hope they eventually found happiness and success at some point, but the first goal would have had to have been to have found some maturity.

I honestly gave my best effort to like this movie, but as I said earlier, it was hard because I never really knew these kinds of people on an intimate basis.  The main reason I wanted to have a rapport with it was because of the nostalgic factor, since I would have been the same age at the same time of the century as these characters.  But unlike the aforementioned Dazed and Confused, I could not identify with any of the characters.  Even Eric, whom I liked because he seems to have the same kind of hard luck with women that I did in the 80's is pretty unappealing.

Hope you all have a pleasant evening tomorrow night, whether you go to a party or just enjoy ringing the coming new year in the privacy of your own home.  Happy New Year!

Quiggy






Small Towns, Big Dreams






This is my second entry in the Inspirational Heroes Blogathon hosted by Hamlette's Soliloquy and The Midnite Drive-In (yours truly)






Spoiler Alert!  If you have any intention of watching this movie without knowing how it ends beforehand, be forewarned.  There is absolutely no way to discuss it and it's inspirational impact without revealing the ending, since it is based on a true story.  Go watch the movie, then come back and read this review.


Before the actual review, a personal reminiscence:  I grew up in a small town in north Texas, probably roughly the same size as this fictional town presented in the movie.  One of the scenes that stands out for me is the caravan of people from the town heading out to an away game for the Hickory Huskers.  This is (or was) pretty true to life in my hometown.  Often the whole town would roll up the sidewalks and head out to follow the team, especially if we were in the playoffs.  And my high school basketball team won state in 1972 (they were 1-A back then, but now are big enough to be 3-A).  As I will clarify later, most states have rankings that delineate according to enrollment.  In 1972 the population of my hometown was only a little of 700, and the whole school from 1st grade to 12th grade probably had less than 250 kids. 







There is something about the little guy taking down a big guy that leads to real inspiration.  Think of the classic Biblical story of David taking down the giant Goliath. Whenever an undersized and weaker opponent takes on a behemoth, you can't help but stand up and cheer.

Hoosiers is a film based on a true story of just about those same ideas.  Up until 1997, Indiana had a one state wide school championship for athletics.  (By contrast, in Texas there are currently 10 separate divisions, delineated by the enrollment size of each school.)  But in Indiana, for years, it was just one winner-take-all title.  This meant that many teams could advance in the tournament, but usually fell to larger schools later in the rounds.

The story of the rise of the Milan Indians is encapsulated in the movie.  The Milan Indians of 1953/54, a small school, went on to win the state championship in high school basketball that year, although, to be fair, the movie takes a lot of liberties with the true story in the interest of capturing the audience's fascination.  For instance, while the movie captures some of the essence of the newly hired head coach (played by Gene Hackman), the actual coach of the Milan team had been on hand for two seasons prior to the championship season.  And, although the Hickory Huskers succeed in their efforts with a bare minimum of players, the Milan team actually had 12 players on the team.  Still, the essence is there, and you may or may not be disappointed with it's lapses in being true to the facts, but you won't be able to argue that it's not an inspiring movie.

A few interesting tidbits;  One:  you may or may not recognize any of the players who star as the high school team players.  Nearly every one of them were locals in Indiana, due to budget constraints for the picture, and who were hired strictly because they could play basketball.  Not that you would be distracted by their inability to act, because each one did pull of the role fairly well.  (I think one of them actually went on to become a motivational speaker, but I don't think any of them garnered more than a handful of roles in film after this.)

Two:  Gene Hackman confided with Dennis Hopper that he thought this movie would ruin their respective careers.  He couldn't be more wrong.  Hopper was nominated for an Oscar and Hackman became a bigger name himself in Hollywood directly as a result of this movie.

The actor who played star player Jimmy Chitwood (Maris Valainis) was actually cut by his high school team several times, yet in the movie, the scenes where he is shown shooting and making shots were nearly all done in one take.  In other words, the actor was a pretty damn good shooter, despite his travails at being on the team.








Hoosiers (1986):

On a clear morning in the country, Norman Dale (Gene Hackman) makes his way to his new job.  He has been hired to coach basketball for the Hickory Huskers in the small Podunk town of Hickory in Indiana.  Early on we learn that Dale was hired by an old chum, the principal of Hickory, Cletus Summers (Sheb Wooley), who is giving Dale a second chance.  See, the old coach had died unexpectedly over the previous summer, and Hickory was in desperate need of a new coach. Dale had spent the last few years in the Navy and was just returning to coaching after a departure.  (We later learn in the movie that he was banned from coaching in another state years ago for hitting one of his players.)





Dale meets up with Myra Fleener (Barbara Hershey) who expresses disappointment in finding that the new coach is so old.  She tells Dale that she wants him to stay away from Jimmy Chitwood (Maris Valainis), the town's superstar b-baller.  She has great plans for Jimmy to advance to college on an academic  scholarship, one that doesn't hinge on his athletic abilities.  She expresses disdain for athletics, claiming she has seen too many men and boys spend their whole lives in dead-end jobs in dead-end towns, reliving the glories of their athletic days with nothing to show for it.  (Obviously Norman and Myra's relationship as co-workers is off to a rocky start...)  Chitwood for his part had gone into a serious depression and had quit basketball after the death of his coach (and probably father figure, since it is indicated that his parents are dead, too.)





Dale gets off to another rocky start at his first practice.  He reprimands one player for not paying attention, which causes the player to leave the practice in disgust, taking his best friend with him, and leaving Dale with the bare minimum of a squad.





He also manages to alienate many of the town's menfolk who are used to being able to watch the team practice, and especially George (Chelcie Ross) who had been coaching the team after the death of the old coach.  Rollin (Robert Swan) approaches the coach with his recalcitrant son in tow to have Dale reinstate the son on the team, and in the process makes all he menfolk leave dale alone to his coaching duties.





Early on, Dale's coaching scheme is somewhat confusing and seemingly outre to the townsfolk, coupled with the fact that the team loses the first few games in the season.  The town is almost apoplectic, since basketball is almost like a second religion in the state.  (Much like football is here in Texas...)  In the meantime, Myra has discovered Dale's true past (referenced above).  When the town decides to call a referendum to vote on Dale's future as a head coach in the school, she tells Dale of her intent to reveal what she has learned at the meeting.






That night at the meeting however, she declines to be forthright in her intention and instead urges those present to give Dale a chance.  Jimmy Chitwood, who has been observing the coach, comes forward just after the secret ballot has been cast, but while it is still being counted, that he wants to rejoin the team, but only if Dale is going to be the coach.  However, the townsfolk  have already decided to dismiss Dale.  But an immediate re-vote is called after Jimmy's revelation and Dale is, of course, kept on as coach.







With "Shooter" Flack (Dennis Hopper), alcoholic father of one of the boys, and with the addition of Jimmy in the lineup, the town's team goes on a winning streak that could only happen in Hollywood (or in the dreamland of 50's Indiana...).   They continue to win and eventually advance into the playoffs.






In reference to Shooter, he is a hard-bitten alcoholic, and, although he tries hard to stay sober for the good of the team and his new-found usefulness, he doesn't succeed throughout the movie.  In this movie, Dennis Hopper pulls off a very well earned nomination for Best Supporting Actor (which he lost to Michael Caine).  Hopper had a special care for the role as he was in recovery himself.  In fact, the original script had Shooter skipping out of the rehab center where he was sent in order to watch the game in person, but Hopper insisted that that would be wrong for the character.  Despite the writers' (and director's) objection to the change, they filmed it as Hopper thought it should be, with Shooter remaining at the rehab and just listening to the game on the radio.  And that proved to be the better solution after all.






The basketball games scenes are the most adrenaline pumping scenes of the movie.  I've watched this movie a dozen times or more and I was amazed when I learned that only about 6 minutes of film time involve actual scenes on the court.  Yet, especially with the scenes taking place in the finals game, the rousing inspiration which caused  me to add this movie to the blogathon  is really evident.  True to fact, the small town Hickory team does indeed appear small against the giant from South Bend Central.  And true to fact, the final result depends on the final shot coming as a buzzer beater to win the game.





You can't help but be drawn into the characters in this movie, the only downside in my opinion was the director's need to create some sort of May-December relationship between Dale and Myra.  Was it really necessary?  Maybe in terms of drawing a female audience into the picture, but in my opinion the two could have developed a handshaking acquaintance and it would not have detracted from the emotional impact of the two changing from a somewhat hostile relationship to one of a more friendly nature.




More so than any other movie I have seen, this is one that really gives one an incentive to stand up and cheer at the end of the movie.  And there is something that is sorely missing these days.  I understand it was not uncommon back as late as the 50's and maybe even 60's for theater audiences to actually stand and applaud films like this, despite the fact that the actors were not present to receive the accolades.  So ring in the new year with a new faith in the common man to overcome the odds and prevail by watching this one, and perhaps even you too may stand and cheer at the end.


Quiggy




Friday, December 29, 2017

Low Rent Gym Rats






This is my first entry in the Inspirational Heroes Blogathon hosted by Hamlette's Soliloquy and The Midnite Drive-In (yours truly)





Sometimes life gets up and slaps you in the face, just to get your attention.  The appeal of Rocky derives that appeal just from that ideal.  Before steroids turned Sylvester Stallone into a kind of parody of himself, he was the original average Joe as Rocky Balboa, a low rent gym rat who fought in local bouts and had no bigger dreams than just to have another go on the canvas.

Rocky  was the genesis of Stallone, an actor who also wanted to be a screenwriter.  He peddled his story of Rocky Balboa all over Hollywood, and was mostly turned down.  No one wanted to make a boxing movie.  Boxing as a screen topic was thought to be a financial whirlpool.  Gone were the days when an inspiring movie about a real life boxing hero might be expected to bring in money. Biopics like  The Joe Louis Story and Gentleman Jim (about "Gentleman Jim" Corbett) could be expected to draw some crowds in the past, but, with the exception of Muhammad Ali,  there were no real heroes in the boxing world whose story could be expected to draw an audience, at least in the late 70's.

Stallone had one other stipulation that added to his struggle to get the movie made; he wanted to star as Rocky Balboa.  But he was virtually an unknown at the time.  His previous work on film had been limited to mostly uncredited walk-ons.  Granted he had achieved some recognition as Stanley in The Lords of Flatbush, and was memorable as a competitor, "Machine Gun Joe" Viterbo,  in the Roger Corman classic, Death Race 2000, but was otherwise a nameless face in Hollywood as far as his cinematic career was concerned.

When he finally found an interested party in making his script into a movie, the powers that be considered several well-known names for the title role, including Burt Reynolds and James Caan.  (Or...consider the role being played by Robert Redford, another actor who was contemplated to play Rocky.  OK, maybe Reynolds or Caan I could see, but Redford???)  But Stallone  was adamant about his position and eventually prevailed.

The background story in getting Rocky to film is inspirational enough, but the movie is one to really make people want to stand up and cheer.  It was this movie, coupled with the Bonnie Tyler song which inspired this blogathon that really got my juices boiling on inspiration.  It is a feel good movie that can make the viewer want to get up and go out and beat the odds on his or her own personal endeavors.







Rocky (1976):

There is something about Rocky Balboa (Sylvester Stallone) that induces pathos in the average viewer.   He is an average Joe who is just trying to get along in a gritty world.  He fights in low budget fights in his local gym, making probably just barely enough to pay for the bandages and antiseptic to heal for the next bout. 



His real job is as a collector for a loan shark.  But Rocky has a good heart and doesn't like to bully the deadbeats who are not paying up their debts.  This doesn't set real well with the loan shark, but he is sort of a father figure to Rocky and tries to encourage him., even showing an interesting in his boxing sideline.





Rocky lives alone with his turtles and a goldfish, in a dingy apartment in Philadelphia.  His best friend, Paulie (Burt Young) is his only real human companionship.




Paulie's sister, Adrian (Talia Shire), is a source of unrequited love, since Adrian is shy and mousey and doesn't seem to even notice the attention Rocky strives to give her.



At the same time, the current heavyweight champion, Apollo Creed (Carl Weathers), is struggling with his own demon.  He has planned a bout to usher in the bicentennial year of 1976, to be fought on New Years Day, but his scheduled opponent has had to back out.  Ever the self-promoter, Creed wants to fight just a scheduled, but is left to find an opponent who is willing and healthy enough to be ready in just six weeks.  (It's Thanksgiving when Creed finds out the bad news about his scheduled opponent.)  Creed comes up with a great promotional idea that will fit the bill.  He will fight an unknown, thus giving the idea that anyone can achieve his chance at stardom, even if he is a common ordinary everyman.





Creed and his promoters settle on Rocky because Creed likes his fighting moniker, "The Italian Stallion", since Italians had originally discovered America.  (Yes, to all you fellow iconoclasts out there, it has been revealed in recent times that Columbus was not the first, but this is the movies and they can use any accepted belief they want).  Rocky receives word from his former gym manager, Mickey (Burgess Meredith), that he is wanted for a fight.  Mickey, who had previously kicked Rocky out of his gym, now wants to help him train for his imminent fight.







Everybody wants a piece of the action, to attach themselves to this rising star.  Paulie wants to latch on because his own life is in a shambles, Mickey wants to be included because his own star as a boxer faded years ago, even his mob connections want to get in on the deal.  About the only one who has no dreams of fame and fortune from Rocky's rise is Adrian, who has now become his girlfriend.  She is actually the only one concerned for Rocky's health, because even he has been snapped up in the potential credit that could be gotten from his 15 rounds of fame.





But 15 rounds is all Rocky really wants.  He expresses a desire to Adrian that although he does not expect to beat the champion, he really just wants to "go the distance", to give the champ all he can handle for the full 15 rounds.  In this dream, as long as he isn't defeated before the full fight is fought, he still comes out a winner.  As such, at first his training is haphazard.  He punches on sides of beef at Paulie's job in a meat packing plant.




He jogs through the streets of Philadelphia, (unmolested I might add, probably not as good an idea today, but this was the mid-70's and perhaps Philly's crime rate wasn't that bad).



Eventually the acerbic Mickey takes a hand in getting Rocky ready for a real fight.  Training him to learn how to use his right hand (Rocky is a southpaw) proves to be the toughest challenge, but eventually Mickey does get Rocky into some semblance of shape and ready to go.  But the night before the fight, Rocky starts to get intimidated by the significance of the situation.  Even more intimidating is the pure colossal arrogance Creed shows as he enters the ring on the night of the fight.




Rocky surprises Creed with a knockdown in the first round, and creed realizes that this fight is not going to be the cake walk he expected.  Embarrassed, having never been subjected to a knockdown in any of his previous fights, Creed comes back with a furor.  Rocky himself gets knocked down, but he won't back down.  The fight indeed does go the full 15 rounds, with neither of the fighters gaining a significant upper hand in the fight.  Towards the end they agree there is not going to be a "rematch".  (Yeah, I guess neither of them ever dealt with Hollywood before...)



OK, so Spoiler Alert!  Rocky does not win the fight, but it is a split decision, with one of the judges ruling that Rocky was the winner while the other two vote in favor of Creed.  So why do I call Rocky inspirational?  Well, just because a guy doesn't beat the odds doesn't mean he can't be inspirational.  Rocky Balboa stood tall against the odds and was still able to hold his head high and that's enough of an inspiration for me.


Time for me to go out and buck the odds (of getting home safely in the local traffic...)  Drive safely, folks.

Quiggy