23. Point Blank (1967)

Director: John Boorman
Writers: Alexander Jacobs (screenplay), David Newhouse (screenplay), Rafe Newhouse (screenplay), Donald E. Westlake (novel ‘The Hunter’) (as Richard Stark)
Stars: Lee Marvin, Angie Dickinson, Keenan Wynn

This review is part of the feature:

The 33 Gangster Films You Can’t Refuse

Is it a dream or is it really happening? Walker (a brutal and gritty Lee Marvin) is shot and left for dead in an abandoned Alcatraz by his criminal partner Mal Reese and his wife Lynne after a job.

He survives and goes after Reese who used the money to buy his way back into the Organisation, a crime syndicate. The rest of the film is a revenge trip in which Walker chews his way through the Organisation’s operators to get his money back. Walker is helped by Chris (Angie Dickinson), the sister of his wife who killed herself after Walker returned.

The script is based on the novel ‘The Hunter’ by Richard Stark, which was also adapted in 1999 as Payback which starred Mel Gibson. That movie was good, but this is the superior film.

Boorman departs from genre conventions and adds surrealism and avant-garde stylistics, which makes this appear as a European style crime thriller. Viewers and critics have often questioned whether or not the film is really a dream – or perhaps Walker is actually dead and the film is the perspective of his angry ghost seeking bitter vengeance from beyond the grave?

Another interpretation by director Boorman is that the film is about Lee Marvin’s brutalizing experiences in World War II, which dehumanized him and left him searching desperately for a sense of self.

Marvin is effective in his gorilla-like manners, but a bit clunky at times. Jane Dickinson is very good in the crucial role of Chris.

At the time of its release, Point Blank was considered shockingly violent, though its impact has softened in an era accustomed to more explicit depictions of brutality. Still, its psychological depth and atmospheric tension remain undiminished ensuring the film’s status as a cult classic.

Dungeon Classics #33: Excalibur

FilmDungeon’s Chief Editor JK sorts through the Dungeon’s DVD-collection to look for old cult favorites….

Excalibur (1981, UK, USA)

Director: John Boorman
Cast: Nigel Terry, Nicol Williamson, Helen Mirren, Nicholas Clay
Running Time: 140 mins.

For the ultimate film about the legend of King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table, look no further than John Boorman’s Excalibur. It has everything from dark magic to romance, to sword fights. It was filmed completely in Ireland, and the sets and costumes (lots of very heavy and impractical armor) are fantastically realized. Storywise, it incorporates familiar elements, like the sword in the stone, Lancelot’s romance with Guenevere, and Perceval’s search for the Holy Grail, but also new stories such as Arthur fathering a bastard son with his half sister Morgana who wants to destroy him. The cast is very good with early performances by Liam Neeson, Gabriel Byrne, and Helen Mirren. But it is Nicol Williamson who steals the show as Merlin the Necromancer.

Dungeon Classics #23: Payback

FilmDungeon’s Chief Editor JK sorts through the Dungeon’s DVD-collection to look for old cult favorites….

Payback (1999, USA)

Director: Brian Helgeland
Cast: Mel Gibson, Gregg Henry, Maria Bello
Running Time: 100 mins.

In this highly entertaining remake of John Boorman’s Point Blank, Mel Gibson’s Porter (Lee Marvin’s Walker in Point Blank) takes on a powerful crime syndicate to get back the 70.000 dollars one of its members (Gregg Henry) stole from him. The cast of this little film is delicious, especially Gibson as the smart and ferocious robber (“what’s his first name?’ I don’t know, I’ve only ever known him as Porter”). Payback is like an ultra violent comic book noir movie with a wisecracking criminal in the lead who tears up the whole city for a lousy 70.000 bucks. It is the principle I guess. Why is Payback a Dungeon Classic? Because it is one of these special kinds of movies in which literally nothing sucks. Everything is kind of great about it, and that is why it deserves this special status. Get ready to root for the bad guy, is the tagline. And that is exactly right: you will be with Porter all the way. In Australia, where Mel Gibson was raised, they had to change the tagline by the way: to root is ‘to fuck’ in Ozzy slang.

Le samouraï (1967, Review)

Directed by:
Jean-Pierre Melville

Written by:
Jean-Pierre Melville
Georges Pellegrin

Cast:
Alain Delon … Jef Costello
Francois Périer … Superintendent
Nathalie Delon … Jane Lagrange
Cathy Rosier … Valérie, The Pianist
Jacques Leroy … Man in the passageway
Michel Boisrond … Wiener
Robert Favart … Bartender
Jean-Pierre Posier … Olivier Rey
Catherine Jourdan … Hatcheck Girl
Roger Fradet … First Inspector

‘There is no greater solitude than that of the samurai. Unless it is that of the tiger in the jungle. Perhaps…’
– BUSHIDO (Book of the Samuraï)

As the above quote that opens Le samouraï indicates, this film revolves around a loner. Hired killer Jef Costello (Alain Delon) lives in a greyish apartment with a bird as his only company. As soon as he gets up from his sofa, he engages in a dangerous mission: a contract murder in a crowded nightclub. Many patrons spot him in his conspicuous outfit: a raincoat, a hat and white gloves, much like how the gangsters in old Hollywood movies dressed.

After the murder, the police start to round up the usual suspects including Costello. He turns out to be a professional however; the beautiful Jane provides him with a watertight alibi. There is something strange at work though. The nightclub’s pianist, who clearly had a good look at Jef, lies to the police and says it wasn’t him. The cops are forced to release him, but the superintendent doesn’t trust it and has him tailed. In the meantime, we meet Jef’s employers who are unhappy with the many eyeball witnesses and plan to have him removed.

Le samouraï is a very minimalist film with also a sense of avant garde in it. It reminds a lot of John Boorman’s Point Blank that was released in the same year. The story is deceivingly simple, but leaves much room for various interpretations. Rather than on storytelling, director Melville focuses on style and he does so in a brilliant fashion. This movie is just perfectly crafted. Every image, many just showing uber-cool protagonist Jef roaming around in Paris, is shot amazingly and serves a purpose as well. The colour pallet consists of solely cold colours.

Although inspired by American gangster flicks, Le samouraï is still very distinguishable due to Melville’s master’s touch. In turn, it has inspired many modern gangster authors including John Woo and Quentin Tarantino. The films from Woo – most notably A Better Tomorrow and The Killer – feature scenes almost literally lifted from Le samouraï.

The first viewing is a bit awkward because of the cold, distant tone. But multiple viewings are bound to reveal a lot of hidden substance in the multi-layered screenplay. Both critically and commercially this is considered as one of Melville’s greatest successes.

Quote:
OLIVER REY: ‘A wounded wolf. He’ll leave a trace now. No, we have to get rid of him and quick.’

Trivia:
This is Johnnie To’s favourite film.