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The Day of the Locust-1975

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The Day of the Locust-1975

Director John Schlesinger

Starring William Atherton, Karen Black, Donald Sutherland

Top 250 Films #189

Scott’s Review #1,460

Reviewed January 16, 2025

Grade: A

I love films set in Los Angeles, especially those dealing with Hollywood and/or the dark underbelly of the City of Angels. With its lights and allure, there is a murky side laden with drama, jealousy, and loneliness.

John Schlesinger’s dark period piece The Day of the Locust (1975) examines the bleak lives of several aspiring people in 1930s Hollywood, just before World War II.

The prominent themes are alienation and desperation, with aspirations for success that do not come true, emphasizing the sad saying, ‘The road to Hollywood is paved with broken dreams.’

It’s a brilliant adaptation by screenwriter Waldo Salt, based on Nathanael West’s 1939 novel of the same title. The film horrifically depicts the Hollywood film industry in all its artificial glitz and glamour.

In the 1930s, Los Angeles ‘ sunny Hollywood shone like a beacon to helpless people across the city who were looking for fame, fortune, or a quick buck.

In one apartment block, blond bombshell Faye Greener (Black) aspires to be an actress, artist Tod Hackett (Atherton) seeks legitimacy, and a frightening child actor named Adore (Jackie Earle Haley) performs a grotesque homage to Mae West.

Introverted accountant Homer Simpson (Donald Sutherland) watches as society collapses under greed and ambition.

From a romantic standpoint, Homer and Tod vie for Faye’s affection in a tragic triangle fraught with jealousy and competition.

Schlesinger knows his way around dark, influential, intelligent films. He created stalwarts such as Midnight Cowboy (1969) and Sunday Bloody Sunday (1975), both unconventional and controversial, the former being the only film ever to win Best Picture and garner an X rating.

The Day of the Locust is no different.

There is scarcely a likable character in the cast, but I ascertain that Tod is the most stable and trustworthy in the rogues’ gallery.

He appears grounded and the voice of reason, though he mocks Homer later on at a party, so he’s not exactly Prince Charming. He arrives at work as a production illustrator in the art department at a major film studio and rents an apartment in the same community as the other characters.

Gently, he places a lovely flower in a crack in the wall.

Tod is smitten with Faye, a callous vixen who beds not one, not two, not three, but four men and makes no bones about it. Not exactly a feminist, she is more concerned with rising to stardom at any cost.

We meet Faye as she works as an extra in a lavish production. She smacks her gum and then snaps into character as a royal sophisticate, revealing a tacky, tawdry presence to the audience.

Later, during the grand finale, she tries to catch a glimpse of the big stars arriving in limos at a premiere at Grauman’s Chinese Theatre, one in a crowd of thousands.

She’s a lost soul, filled with self-delusion, desperately wanting the spotlight in whatever form she can get.

Her father is played by Burgess Meredith, who nearly steals the show as an elderly, washed-up ex-vaudevillian.

Despite the outstanding performances, the production design and cinematography are flawless, seamlessly portraying what life was like in Hollywood in the early days.

My favorite sequences are in the movie sets filled with pizazz, glamour, and intricacies.

The most significant scene, though, occurs at the star-studded event, a premiere of The Buccaneer, when all hell breaks loose, and a tragic death occurs, leading to subsequent bloodshed and further death and destruction.

It’s a spectacle, supposed to be the movie event of the year, with champagne and the ultimate celebration of film, but the stark nature of one’s rage overtakes the beautiful moment.

During this pivotal scene, we see the darkness of humanity counterbalanced against the glitz and glamour of movie stars.

Schlesinger masterfully takes us through this journey of human depravity with flawless ease.

The Day of the Locust (1975) is a brilliant film.

Oscar Nominations: Best Supporting Actor-Burgess Meredith, Best Cinematography

1977 Films, Brian Dennehy, Crime Drama, Diane Keaton, Drama, Julius Harris, LeVar Burton, Priscilla Pointer, Richard Bright, Richard Brooks, Richard Gere, Richard Kiley, Tom Berenger, Tuesday Weld, William Atherton

Looking for Mr. Goodbar-1977

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Looking for Mr. Goodbar-1977

Director Richard Brooks

Starring Diane Keaton, Tuesday Weld, Richard Gere

Scott’s Review #1,485

Reviewed July 25, 2025

Grade: A-

Diane Keaton won the Academy Award for Best Actress in 1977 for Annie Hall, an excellent film by Woody Allen, but as has happened in Oscar history, she won for the wrong role.

She delivers her best acting performance of her distinguished career in Looking for Mr. Goodbar (1977), a raw crime drama in which she plays Theresa, a liberated and carefree young schoolteacher living in a metropolitan area.

The film, directed by Richard Brooks (Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, 1967, and In Cold Blood, 1968), is based on Judith Rossner’s 1975 best-selling novel. The setting inexplicably shifts from New York City to San Francisco, but it feels exactly like the troubled urban metropolis of its late 1970s, crime-ridden period.

I nearly felt as if Theresa’s dingy, windowless apartment was a character in itself.

The musical soundtrack is a significant win, featuring disco anthems from the time, such as ‘Don’t Leave Me This Way’ by Thelma Houston and ‘Love Hangover’ by Diana Ross.

Film lovers familiar with Taxi Driver (1976) and Cruising (1980) (both set in New York City) will notice similarities and draw parallels.

Theresa (Diane Keaton) teaches deaf children during the day and cruises singles bars and discos at night. Despite being raised a devout catholic ‘good girl’, she favors quick nights of passion with random suitors, ignoring the advances of well-meaning but nerdy social worker James (William Atherton).

She pursues the likes of Tony (Richard Gere), whose threatening knife and swagger excite her. As the film progresses, Theresa becomes increasingly entangled in perilous encounters, putting her life in danger.

Despite a jarring shift in story direction towards the end of the film and the geographical change, I found more than enough to merit a superior rating, especially Keaton’s performance.

Keaton flawlessly carries the film as an unapologetic, progressive character. She lives life, enjoys life, and sees nothing wrong with her chosen lifestyle. Keaton is fearless, delivering a likable character we probably shouldn’t like.

She can be cutting, self-centered, and moody, but takes sheer delight in teaching deaf kids who have problems at home, almost fostering them as her own.

Richard Kiley and Priscilla Pointer play Theresa’s parents in rather one-note performances. They are devout Irish Catholics, but too much time is spent showcasing their traditional values.

Theresa’s sister, Katherine, played by Tuesday Weld, is more like Theresa but more needy, and clinging to any man she meets. The sisters are close, even living in the same building, and constantly have each other’s backs.

Looking for Mr. Goodbar perfectly depicts life in an inner city in the mid-1970s: booze, sex, parties, and drugs.

Rinse and repeat.

The male characters that Theresa interacts with are of different types. Her first fling is with her married professor, whom she fantasizes about living with. When this doesn’t work out, she has urges for more dangerous experiences.

Tony (Gere) is sexy, unreliable, and dangerous, and Theresa is titillated. It’s with him when she teeters over the brink.

The film transitions from a sexual thriller into a deadly final sequence, leaving my mouth hanging open with surprise. The ending will leave audiences on the edge of their seats and may not please those seeking a happily-ever-after story.

Is the audience supposed to learn a lesson? Does Theresa get what she deserves? How dare she live her life as she sees fit? These are questions well worth further discussion.

The introduction of Gary (Tom Berenger), a tortured gay man Theresa meets in a bar, comes so late in the film that there is barely time to get to know the character. But he doesn’t put the LGBTQ+ community in such a positive light.

Still, the gay men who yearn to be straight cannot be dismissed since this was commonplace when the story was created.

With a spot-on atmosphere filled with juicy late 1970s coolness and danger, and a brilliant starring turn by Diane Keaton, Looking for Mr. Goodbar (1977) has more than enough to warrant a watch and a follow-up chat.

1988 Films, Action, Alan Rickman, Alexander Godunov, Bonnie Bedelia, Bruce Willis, Christmas, De'voreaux White, Hart Bochner, John McTiernan, Paul Gleason, Reginald VelJohnson, Robert Davi, William Atherton

Die Hard-1988

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Die Hard-1988

Director John McTiernan

Starring Bruce Willis

Scott’s Review #1,458

Reviewed December 28, 2024

Grade: B+

Die Hard (1988) is one of the best action films of the late 1980s and 1990s. Because of its success and mainstream appeal, it spawned dozens of copycat films.

It features hunky Hollywood star Bruce Willis in his breakout role, propelling him to a box-office stronghold that lasted for many years.

He would later appear in more cerebral offerings like Pulp Fiction (1994) and The Sixth Sense (1999), but Die Hard put him on the map.

Is it a Christmas film, or is it not? It can be debated.

Depending on one’s socioeconomic leanings, Die Hard can be seen as a film that puts the working-class Joe in the driver’s seat and makes yuppies or corporate types look like incompetent fools.

The film, watched decades after its making, is guilty of stereotypes and clichés. It is riddled with nearly every action film standard one-liner intended to evoke laughter, which now seems silly and contrived.

Hokey? Yes, but it’s also fun and a chance to watch the muscular, sweaty Willis run bare-chested for most of the run.

Like Friday the 13th (1980), the film produced several sequels, all subpar to the original.

New York City policeman John McClane (Willis) is visiting his estranged wife (Bonnie Bedelia) in Los Angeles on Christmas Eve. He joins her at a posh holiday party in the headquarters of the Japanese-owned business she works for.

The festivities are quickly interrupted by a group of terrorists led by the crazed but calm Hans Gruber (Alan Rickman), who take over the exclusive high-rise and everyone in it.

McClane realizes that he must save the day.

John McTiernan, who directs, knows his way around the action genre, and Die Hard is easily his best. Other notable works include Predator (1987) and The Hunt for Red October (1990), so he also knows how to create an action star.

The season, the setting, and the villain are other high points of Die Hard.

The perfect setup is a glossy high-rise in downtown Los Angeles at a glitzy corporate party on Christmas Eve. Drizzling with possibilities, McTiernan adds the German terrorists for good measure and a slice of necessary Americana, a fixture of the 1980s ‘USA good, Europe bad’ mentality.

Naturally, McClane is a good old-fashioned American boy. While he initially wants his successful wife, Holly (Bonnie Bedelia), to be a traditional homemaker, he realizes she’s good at her job as a corporate officer.

But the traditional and conservative mindset still shines through.

In a stroke of genius and authenticity, the real Fox Plaza in Century City was used for the skyscraper rather than an ineffectual mock set. This adds a lot to the enjoyment, and glimpses of The Towering Inferno (1974) crossed my mind.

In standard fashion, the feds, detectives, television reporters, and police officers are primarily incompetent, except for McClane. This adds to the earlier notion that the working-class guy is the movie’s hero.

Actor Paul Gleason, well-known for a similar curmudgeonly role in 1985’s The Breakfast Club, bears much of the brunt. As he callously shouts at police officer Powell (Reginald VelJohnson), he also frets at the mayor’s reaction to the handling of the situation with repeated ‘the mayor will have my ass’ remarks.

Interestingly, Powell, who bonds over the radio with McClane, is the only character to receive a competence award. The relationship between the two male cops is warm, respectful, and a high point.

The other well-written character is the main villain, Hans. Played deliciously by Rickman, he’s a baddie for the ages, cold and calm, and his deadly tumble from the top of the enormous building is satisfying to patient fans.

Die Hard (1988) centers on a good hero cop besting the bad guys from Germany, with a definitive pro-American theme popular at the time.

While the terrible 1980s hairstyles, clothes, and cheesy dialogue do not hold up well, the action is, and the film can surprisingly be watched repeatedly.

Oscar Nominations: Best Film Editing, Best Visual Effects, Best Sound Effects Editing, Best Sound