This is hilarious. From Starlog Magazine January 1977 issue, which probably had a newstand date of November 1976. Perhaps the first mention of Star Wars in Starlog. A second article says the release date was being pushed back to late 1977. Thank goodness that didn’t happen. ST was the perfect summer movie.
Hurricane Express 1932Classic Movie Serial from 1932 starring a 25 year old John Wayne. Epic length nearly four hours. When his father is killed in a train wreck, Larry Baker (John Wayne) vows to unmask a mysterious criminal called “The Wrecker,” who has targeted the L&M Railroad for deadly” accidents.
The Three Musketeers 1933 Tom Wayne, played by John Wayne, rescues Clancy, Renard and Schmidt in the Arabian desert and they join him in going after El Shaitan, a bad guy who is never seen as he tries to wipe out the Foreign Legion. Look for Lon Chaney Jr. and Noah Beery Jr. in the supporting cast.
Shadow of the Eagle 1932 The Eagle uses sky writing to make threats against a corporation. Nathan Gregory owns a traveling fairground and is thought to be the Eagle. Craig McCoy (John Wayne) is a pilot who goes looking for the Eagle when Gregory turns up missing.
Any kid who grew up in the sixties probably got their first taste of Science-Fiction and Horror from the Saturday night Fright Flicks which were endemic to local TV in that era. I lived in Ames, Iowa from 1963 to 1967 and our show was Grave’s End Manor which was hosted by a bald headed whack job named Malcolm and his hunchbacked, mute sidekick Claude. Eventually, they were joined by the Count of Dezmodat, a comic vampire and Claude’s girlfriend, Esmeralda. Luckily, this one clip of the boys in action yet remains.
These cats were fun to watch, but the best was the bizarre movies they introduced us to, so I’ve decided to make a list of these must see B classics. Among them are the Universal standards from the 1930s and 40s starring Karloff, Lugosi and Lon Chaney Jr., but also a host of rarely seen later classics made on a shoestring budget that have defied the odds and lived on, in their monstrous afterlife, to become cult classics. Here are three of my favorites that have stood the test of time.
A diabolically over the top Christopher Lee performance, was there any other kind, mixed in with Donald Sutherland playing two roles as both a nose picking military fool and cross dressing as a mystic crone. And oh yeah, a heroic dwarf. Far out. It doesn’t get much better than this.
Obscure, classic Francis Ford Coppola film addressed CTE in 1969. Yet the NFL claims no knowledge of permanent head trauma until the last decade. Read a review of this obscure, classic film from IMDB: Long Island housewife Natalie Ravenna has just learned that she is pregnant. Natalie doesn’t know if she is well equipped to be a mother let alone a wife. Feeling trapped in her circumstances, she decides to run away to California to get as far away from her life as possible, although she, in a series of telephone calls back to her husband Vinny, is up front about what she believes she is feeling. This escape could be temporary, maybe permanent, she doesn’t really know. On her drive, she picks a young, handsome hitchhiker who she learns is Jimmy “Killer” Kilgannon, the nickname gained as a former star college football player. Her sole purpose in picking him up is to have a one-night stand, so that she can emotionally escape further from her life with Vinny. When she tries to drop him off at the home of one of his former girlfriends named Ellen Brook, Natalie further learns that Killer’s simple ways are because he is mentally disabled from a head injury sustained in a football game. The college paid him off to leave, Ellen has no interest in him in his mental state, and he has no family.Natalie herself becomes conflicted about helping him when she feels she can barely help herself. Among the many encounters Natalie has that affects her feelings about her life and about Killer, one with a Nebraska highway patrolman named Gordon provides her with the clearest picture, although it may come at a price. Read Roger Ebert’s 1969 Review