The Sudden Curve

Ultraman vs. Godzilla!!!

I used to watch "Ultraman" all the time as a kid, and I loved it!!!

Posted by Bob Wallace, who had nightmares about the monsters.

The Omega Man

"The Omega Man" was my favorite Heston film!

Posted by Bob Wallace, who was always creeped out by Anthony Zerbe.

The Great Michael Dunn

Michael Dunn (October 20, 1934 – August 30, 1973) was an American actor and singer who shunned the usual "cute" typecasting of dwarf actors and sought serious roles requiring dramatic skill. He was a trailblazer who ultimately inspired a generation of dedicated actors with extreme short stature, including Zelda Rubinstein, Mark Povinelli, and Ricardo Gil.

He was a dwarf (in the medical sense of disproportionate short stature) as a result of spondyloepiphyseal dysplasia (SED, subtype unknown), a genetic defect of cartilage production caused by a mutation in the COL2A1 (type II collagen) gene. This disorder, classified as a skeletal dysplasia, caused distorted development of his limbs, spine, and ribcage and led to early, widespread osteoarthritis and constricted lung growth. As an adult, he stood 3' 10" and weighed about 78 pounds (117 cm, 35 kg). During Dunn's lifetime, his condition was described by the nonspecific term "progressive chondrodystrophy," or alternatively as "achondroplasia," a term that now refers specifically to a skeletal dysplasia caused by a defect in the gene for fibroblast growth factor receptor 3.

He was born Gary Neil Miller to Jewell Miller (née Hilly) and Fred B. Miller of Fargo, Oklahoma in Shattuck, Oklahoma, during the time of the Dust Bowl drought. He chose his stage name in order to differentiate himself from another Gary Miller in Screen Actors Guild. ("Dunn" was his maternal grandmother's maiden name, but his reason for choosing "Michael" is unknown and not derived from his monastic experience in 1958.) He was an only child. When he was four, his family moved to Dearborn, Michigan.

Dunn was gifted intellectually and musically. He started reading at age three, was champion of the 1947 Detroit News Spelling Bee—representing Wallaceville School in Wayne County—and showed early skill at the piano. He enjoyed singing from childhood, loved to draw an impromptu audience (even while waiting for a bus), and developed a pleasing lyric baritone and superb sight-reading skills. His parents defied pressure from school authorities to sequester him in a school for disabled children and staunchly supported his talents, independence, and integration into mainstream society. "I always got thrown out of classes for being too lippy," he commented about his experience with elementary school teachers. "I'd read more than they." His orthopedic condition greatly limited his mobility, but he swam and ice skated in childhood and remained a skilled swimmer throughout his life.

He attended Redford High School in Detroit (1947-1951), then entered University of Michigan in Ann Arbor in September, 1951, just before his 17th birthday. However, according to his Columbia Studios press kit biography, his studies were interrupted when he was knocked down a flight of stairs during a "student rush," which resulted a three-month hospital stay.

In 1953, he transferred to the University of Miami, College of Arts and Sciences, which offered a better climate and more accessible campus. His transcript shows that, despite scoring at the 97th percentile of ACE placement exams and the 99th percentile of the CTS English test, he did not distinguish himself academically. However, he was a high spirited and well known figure about campus who sang in the talent show and facetiously joined the football cheerleading squad. Archives at that university's Otto G. Richter Library show that he became first a copyeditor and a contributing writer, then managing editor in 1954 of the college magazine, Tempo. (Contrary to information that later appeared in his Columbia Studios biography, Dunn could not take credit for Tempo winning the Sigma Delta Chi award for best college magazine in the country, since credit went to the Editor-in-Chief.) His classmate John Softness recalled, "He could sing like an angel, and he could act and he could write and he was a brilliant raconteur." Softness ran a campus-wide advertising campaign called "Wheels for Gary," which brought in enough money from student donations to buy a used 1951 Austin outfitted with hand controls, so that Dunn could get around independently.

At various points, he held different odd jobs—singing in a nightclub, answering telephones for the Miami Daily News, and working as a "hotel detective." ("What a gaff! I got my room free and all I did was play cards with the night clerk and keep an eye open for any funny business in the lobby. Who would ever suspect me of being a detective?") He left college in 1956 after completing only his sophomore year, returned to Michigan, and attended summer classes at the University of Detroit, in 1957.

Dunn had converted to Catholicism (probably from Methodism-Episcopalianism, judging by his parents' marriage certificate) and was baptized on September 25, 1954, by Rev. J. M. O'Sullivan at Church of the Little Flower in Coral Gables, Florida. He was living in Ann Arbor with his parents, working as a professional singer, at the time he entered St. Bonaventure Monastery in Detroit, on February 25, 1958. According to a Capuchin Provincial Archivist, Dunn entered with the intention of becoming a Capuchin non-ordained Brother. He was known by his given name, Gary, since he never became a novice. A testimonial from John F. Bradley, Catholic Chaplain, University of Michigan, states: "He has always been interested in Catholic activities and was president of the Newman Club in another school." In response to a question on the monastery application asking: "How long have you been thinking of entering religious life?" Dunn wrote, "More than three years." Dunn was later quoted in the New York Post explaining that he had wanted to be of service, since he was unfit for the military: "Everyone my age was going to Korea and I had this feeling that singing wasn't exactly doing my part." However, monastery records entered by the Master of Novices show that the physical demands of monastic life in a huge, 19th-century building with no elevator proved too strenuous. Dunn left of his own accord on May 8, 1958, in order to pursue a stage career in New York.

In New York, Dunn re-encountered Softness, who volunteered to be his manager. He also befriended actress Phoebe Dorin in an off Broadway show, "Two by Saroyan," in which both had small parts in the early 1960s. They began singing together casually after their nighttime performances, sitting on the wall of the fountain opposite the Plaza Hotel, and drew a following. Eventually, on the advice of fellow actor Roddy McDowall, the pair started a nightclub act of songs mixed with conversational patter, titled "Michael Dunn and Phoebe." The act received favorable reviews in Time magazine and The New York Times and ultimately led directly to the pair being cast on The Wild Wild West television series, a Western spy spoof with elements of historical fiction and science fiction, which debuted in 1965.

Dunn was probably best known for his recurring role on that series as Dr. Miguelito Loveless, a mad scientist who devised passionately perverse schemes and gadgetry to ensnare Secret Service agents James West and Artemus Gordon (Robert Conrad and Ross Martin). Dorin played Dr. Loveless's devoted assistant, Antoinette. In each episode in which they appeared together, the villainous couple tenderly sang a Victorian duet or two, heedless of the mayhem they had created around themselves. According to Dorin, Dunn saved her from drowning during filming of the episode, The Night of the Murderous Spring, plunging underwater to tear her free, when her costume became entangled in machinery used to sink a boat on the set.

In the pilot episode of the Mel Brooks and Buck Henry television spy spoof Get Smart, Dunn showed his skill with comic farce as the well heeled gangster Mr. Big, leader of international crime organization K.A.O.S. (September 18, 1965). He also gained wide exposure in his role as Alexander, a courageous court jester, in the Star Trek episode "Plato's Stepchildren" (November 22, 1968). The role showed off both his dramatic and singing skills—as well as the scriptwriter's obscure knowledge of the Classics. (Alexander caps his solo about the Greek god Pan with a guttural, onomatopoeic quotation—"brekekekex, koax, koax"—from the Aristophanes comedy, The Frogs, written in about 405 B.C.) He also appeared in an episode of Bonanza, "It's A Small World" (January 4, 1970), portraying a recently widowed circus performer trying to start a new life. Dunn is not on record with the Academy of Television Arts and Sciences for ever having received an Emmy nomination, either local or national, for any of his TV appearances, despite contrary information in his Associated Press obituary, which was widely distributed.

On the live stage, in 1963, he received the New York critics' Circle Award for best supporting actor and was nominated for a 1964 Tony Award, for his role as Cousin Lymon in Edward Albee's intense stage adaptation of The Ballad of the Sad Café, by Carson McCullers. He also received an Oscar nomination and the Laurel Award as the best supporting actor for his role as the cynical Karl Glocken in Ship of Fools (Columbia Pictures, 1965, directed by Stanley Kramer). In 1969, The New York Times drama critic Clive Barnes praised Dunn's portrayal of Antaeus in the tragedy The Inner Journey, performed at Lincoln Center: "Michael Dunn as the dwarf is so good that the play may be worth seeing merely for him. Controlled, with his heart turned inward, his mind a pattern of pain, Mr. Dunn's Antaeus deserves all the praise it can be given."

Between those career highlights, he accepted roles in many pulp horror movies. However, at the time of his death, he was in London playing Birgito in The Abdication (Warner Brothers, 1974, directed by Anthony Harvey), starring Peter Finch and Liv Ullmann. In addition, author Günter Grass had already asked him to play in a film adaptation of his novel, The Tin Drum, a role that ultimately went to the young David Bennent after Dunn's death.

Dunn has been described as a ladies' man with a great deal of charm. He was married on December 14, 1966 to Joy Talbot, reportedly a burlesque dancer with mercenary motives. (Motion Picture magazine described her as a model, in a photo caption in the March, 1967 issue.) The union was unhappy and ended in divorce after a few years. He had no children. He developed into a dedicated philanthropist toward children with dwarfism who would write fan letters to him confiding their loneliness and despair. According to Dorin, Dunn often traveled to visit such children at his own expense, delivering encouragement to them and stern counsel to overprotective parents.

His mobility and physical stamina were poor and deteriorated throughout his brief life. He suffered especially from deformed hip joints (due either to hip dysplasia or coxa vara, with secondary osteoarthritis). However, he scampishly disguised his limitations by telling tall tales that a gullible press eagerly reported as the truth. Various accounts describe him as an aviator, skydiver, judo master, football player, and concert pianist, despite clear evidence on film of a severe, waddling limp, permanently flexed limbs, and gnarled fingers. In published interviews, he did hint at his childhood limitations both in football—"I was a great passer"—and in baseball: "I wasn't a very fast runner. I had to depend on sliding. Working in New York, Dunn reportedly accrued masses of parking tickets, since disabled drivers had no special privileges. He also received human transport from friend and stuntman Dean Selmier, who often carried Dunn on his shoulders through the streets of Manhattan.

Spinal deformities including scoliosis caused a distorted ribcage that restricted Dunn's lung growth and function. The resulting respiratory insufficiency caused overload of the heart's right chambers, a chronic condition called cor pulmonale. He died in his sleep in his room at the Cadogan Hotel in London, on August 30, 1973, at age 38, while on location for The Abdication.

The New York Times reported his cause of death as undisclosed, leading to decades of repeated public speculation about possible suicide. However, the designation "undisclosed" signified merely that no cause of death had yet been determined. An autopsy was performed on August 31st, 1973, by a Professor R. D. Teare at St. George's Hospital in southwest London, who noted: "The right side of the heart was widely dilated and hypertrophied to twice its normal thickness. The left ventricle was normal in size." He recorded the cause of death as cor pulmonale. This information is confirmed in the "Report of the Death of an American Citizen" from the U.S. Department of State, Foreign Service, American Embassy in London, made out on October 12, 1973, by Micaela A. Cella, Vice Consul. The report is on record in the U.S. National Archives in College Park, MD.

A careless London physician named Bell likely hastened Dunn's demise, by prescribing and administering two narcotics and a barbiturate for severe arthritic pain, despite the extreme risk of inducing respiratory depression, apnea, and death in a patient with decreased respiratory reserve. Nonetheless, Dunn probably needed the drugs in order to tolerate the physical demands of shooting a movie. The autopsy's finding of intense vascular congestion in the lungs also suggests the possibility that a rapidly progressive pneumonia may have been developing.

Allegations of chronic alcoholism are unsubstantiated by the autopsy report, which notes only venous congestion of the liver—presumably secondary to Dunn's right-heart failure—without cirrhosis, and without inflammation of the stomach lining or pancreas. One consequence of such liver dysfunction would be jaundice. Another would be intoxication after drinking even small amounts of alcohol, as well as a toxic reaction to the prescribed drugs--either of which could also induce altered mental status (such as disorientation, delusions, faulty memory). This may explain the family's report that Dunn sent home a strange telegram "shortly before his death." ("I'm OK. The cops are looking.") Rumors of foul play and theft of the body are completely unsubstantiated by Scotland Yard.

Remarkably, despite being severely ill and in great pain, Dunn continued working nearly up to the day of his death, living up to his own description of himself as "a both-feet jumper." He was buried September 10, 1973, in Lauderdale Memorial Park Cemetery, Fort Lauderdale, Florida, near his parents' retirement home in Lauderhill. In July, 2007, a first cousin with her spouse and grandson had his remains disinterred and drove them to Oklahoma, reburying them near his parents' graves in Sunset Memorial Park Cemetery, Norman, Oklahoma. The relatives took the action out of respect for the wishes of the late Fred (d. 1981) and Jewell Miller (d. 1990).

Posted by Bob Wallace, who sez, he was the only reason I watched The Wild Wild West.

The Greatest Movie Ever!!!

Satan in High Heels!

Posted by Bob Wallace, who sez, thank God for Netflix!

"Are you looking at me, Mr. Roat?"

Then there's "Wait Until Dark," with the scariest villain ever, Harry Roat, Jr.

Posted by Bob Wallace, who saw it as a kid...and everyone in the audience screamed when Roat came flying out of the shadows.

The Night of the Hunter

I had never in my life heard of "The Night of the Hunter" until about 20 years ago, when I happened to see it on TV. I thought, what the hell is this? Why has it only been on TV once? Why have I never heard of it?

Posted by Bob Wallace, who always remember Shelly Winters...her hair floating in the current.

"You know what I do to squealers?"

Posted by Bob Wallace, who, ah, doesn't know what to say!

Pan's Labyrinth

Posted by Bob Wallace, who sez, Essential Cool Film!

VIKINGS!!!

Posted by Bob Wallace, who sez, I think I'll have to buy this film.

The Most Horrible Movie Scene in the History of the World!!!

I saw this as a kid and remember nothing about this movie except this scene, which has stayed with me all my life. Yuck, yech, blech, what a way to go.

Posted by Bob Wallace, who is still going, AHHHHHH!!!!

Devil Girl from Mars

This movie has everything you could possibly want: a Martian invasion, an S&M queen dressed in skin-tight black leather, a cardboard robot with a police light on top of his head, and a disintegrator ray.

The S&M queen comes to Earth to kidnap human men, since their weezers are still working, unlike Martian men, whose has apparently fallen off. Yet the men don't want to go, the dopes! Sex with millions of Martian women! This is a problem? Where?

This is an underrated classic, which should be seen by every sci-fi fan!

Posted by Bob Wallace, who can't wait to go.

Jonny to the Seven Planets

When I was a little kid, barely able to read, my cousins and I walked by a movie theater, and I read the poster as "Jonny to the Seven Planets."

I thought it was some sort of Jonny Quest thing where a kid my age was going to seven different planets!

We ended up seeing it and boy was I disappointed. No Jonny and no seven planets, just some goofy Giant Brain using hallucinations to con the astronauts into taking it back to earth.

Even at seven I knew this was one lousy film, that I found out later on cost $75,000 and was shot completely on a soundstage. $25,000 of it went to John Agar, Shirley Temple's first husband.

Posted by Bob Wallace, who still snickers over the word "Uranus."

Armed & Dangerous Babe :: Jodie Foster

I haven't seen Jodie Foster's recent movie The Brave One yet, but I sure will when it comes to DVD in February. I've always found Ms. Foster very hot, and never more so than in this art that will grace the DVD packaging. There's nuttin' like a gun-toting dame, friends.

Posted by Wally Conger, who seldom thinks of Jodie Foster as "that little neighbor girl" from the old Courtship of Eddie's Father TV series of 1969 or so.

My Home-made Man from U.N.C.L.E. badge

When I was about eight years old I was a big fan of The Man from U.N.C.L.E. This got me into big trouble in school.

One day, being bored by school as I almost always was, I was working on my Man from U.N.C.L.E. badge when the teacher caught me.

It was a pretty neat badge, too. I cut it out of the backing of a package of Twinkles, colored it with a yellow Magic Marker, and drew all the appropriate symbols.

Then the teacher caught me.

She made me come to the front of the room with my badge, and asked me in a loud voice, in front of the whole class, what I was doing instead of paying attention.

Miss Wormwood, I hope you are sizzling in Hell right now.

She stapled a note to my badge, and made me take it home so my parents could sign it. My dad just looked disgusted, rolled his eyes, and signed it. I guess I returned it to school and gave it to Miss Cat's Eye Glasses.

I don't remember any of the episodes of The Man from U.N.C.LE. but I do remember how much I disliked school -- and a lot of the teachers.

Posted by Bob Wallace, who hears the theme song going through his head.

Talk to the Animals

I sometimes wonder if ERB got the idea of Tarzan from Rudyard Kipling's The Jungle Books.

Tarzan was raised by talking apes; Mowgli was raised by talking wolves. Each ultimately had to return to his own kind.

Kipling was a far better writer than ERB, but ERB was fun, and Kipling was not only not-fun, he was deadly serious, even though The Jungle Books is much more for kids than adults.

By the way, the animated version is fun, although not exactly true to the source material.

Posted by Bob Wallace, who can dance like Baloo!

The Gospel According to Philip K. Dick

I rented the DVD of The Gospel According to Philip K. Dick a few days ago. It's a step in the right direction, but PKD deserved better than this. The whole movie is unending interviews with several people who knew him -- and some who didn't. There's not one picture of Dick in the whole movie, and no information at all about his life beyond some snippets about his drug use and how he was essentially a really disturbed guy. Anyone who didn't know anything about Dick would come away mystified aftering watching this. Basically, it's for Dick's fans, who are the only ones who can make sense of this.

Posted by Bob Wallace, who liked Dick's stories from the '50's, until he went really crazy.

The three DVDs with the best Commentary Tracks ~ on DVD

I've missed almost all of the first run movies the last few years so catching up by watching movies on DVD from Netflix is great.    And one of the great things about DVDs that's better'n 'n the theater is that you get bonus tracks along with the movie. Mostly though, what you end up with is listening to some lameoid director and an actor or two droning on about "motivation" and "emoting" or some drivel about what lenses they used and whatnot, or some producer bitching about how expensive movies are to make and how difficult the studios executives make things.

Boring,boring, boring!

If we wanted to know any of that we'd go to UCLA and major in film and wait tables for a living. However, once in a while you get a DVD that has bonus tracks that are as good as the feature. I narrowed it down to the three DVD versions with the commentary tracks that I like the best so far so The Sudden Curve audience would be sure to see and hear them  :

The Lost Skeleton of Cadavra has the best commentary of an ensemble cast of actors on a dvd track that I've ever heard. The actors come across as actually ... likeable.  Listening to it makes you forget that actors are the worst people in the world, except on screen when they are pretending to be other people.  But in real life actors are yeeeeeech!  This DVD has TWO commentaries that are great, both the actor's and the director's tracks are funny as heck- probably because they are the same people.  The movie is great too, a drop dead funny homage to low budget Sci Fi films of the 50's.

Bubba Ho-Tep (Special Edition) Commentary with the King.  Okay this is Bruce Campbell, doing Elvis, doing Bruce Campbell doing Elvis discussing an Elvis impersonator's performance.  ????   Yes, that's what it is, and it's worth the Price of Admission.  Also seeing Ossie Davis portraying JFK is worth it so just get it and Hail to the King, baby.

Conan - The Complete Quest Commentary by John Milius and Arnold Schwarzenegger. Everyone knows that the cinematography of this old sword and sorcery flick is amazing, and that it was Schwarzenegger's breakthrough film and that Sandahl Bergman was hot, hot , hot.    But what hardly anyone knows is that Arnie and John Milius together are hilarious.  You also can learn a lot of sword and sorcery movie genre factoids from the commentary and all kinds of neato Nietzchesque philosophy about war and battle and conquering and that the best thing in life is hearing  da lamenations of dare wimmin.

posted by Tom Novak who talked like Elvis for a solid month after hearing Commentary with the King on Bubba Ho-Tep. " Think I'll watch it again, 'scuse me now, while I get me some popcorn, baby."

Ow! My Balls! ~ Idiocracy on DVD

In the year 2505 the most popular channel is The Violence Channel, and the most popular program on it is "Ow! My Balls!" -- a series in which some poor sap gets his testicles assaulted in various ways -- dogs, wrecking balls, feet, two-by-fours.

Such is the world of Mike Judge's Idiocracy. Never heard it? Lots of people haven't.

The trailers for the movies tested so poorly 20th Century Fox quietly released the movie in only a few selected markets, and soon after it went straight to video.

The movie is not a must-see, and it's not even that funny -- but it is very clever, and it has become a cult hit, like Judge's other cult hit -- Office Space.

Idiocracy offends just about everyone -- yuppies, trailer trash, pro wrestling fans, people who watch cable -- if you're an American, he's going to try to offend you.

Idiocracy is a dyseugenic dystopia: the smart have quit breeding, so the stupid have taken over the world. It's an update on an old SF story called "The Marching Morons."

In 500 years the average IQ appears to be about 70. You can imagine the results. That's how "Ow! My Balls!" ends up being the most-watched program in the world.

I can't give this movie four stars. But I can give it three-and-one-half, and suggest that you watch it. You won't laugh, but you will smile -- because you'll recognize everyone in it.

Idiocracy

Posted by Bob Wallace, who also got his law degree from Wal-Mart.