The Big Street (1942)

  A rare dramatic turn for Lucille Ball.

"Little" Pinks (Henry Fonda) is a busboy who falls in love with Gloria Lyons (Lucile Ball), a singer at the nightclub where he works.  Gloria is a gold-digger always looking for her next big score.  Her relationship with gangster Case Able (Barton MacLane) is fizzling out, so Gloria starts flirting with another millionaire, Decatur Reed (William T. Orr).  Ables doesn't take too kindly to being replaced and pushes her down the stairs, paralyzing her and ruining her career.  Will her reduced conditions force the proud chanteuse into some humility?

The main story isn't great.  Pinks is too soft and Gloria is too hard.  The supporting cast is what makes this movie worth watching.  Agnes Moorehead, Eugene Pallette, Sam Levene, Ray Collins, and Louise Beavers provide the comic relief as well as necessary heart.  Otherwise, this would be too slight of a melodrama.  But thanks to them, it tips over into a tragicomedy.  Ball plays way against type and it mostly works.  Fonda puts those big doe eyes to good use, mooning over her like a fool.

I own this as part of my Lucille Ball box set and it's unfortunately not available to stream for free anywhere.  It's definitely not one for casual fans but if you're interested in seeing Lucy be less than lovable, it's worth tracking down.

Mischief (1985)

 Another day, another boring coming-of-age story.

Seventeen-year-old Jonathan (Doug McKeon) is desperately infatuated with classmate Marilyn (Kelly Preston) but is too afraid of rejection to approach her.  His new neighbor, Gene (Chris Nash) is a little older and a lot more knowledgeable when it comes to girls.  He takes Jonathan under his wing, mentoring him while also pursuing a love of his own in Bunny (Catherine Mary Stewart), the local rich girl.

If you like the 50s aesthetic as filtered through the 80s, you might enjoy this movie at least visually.  The story itself is paint-by-numbers.  The main character is bland and uninteresting.  The female characters are basically objects with no interior lives.  It even has the trope of the girl who takes down her hair and is suddenly hot.  Production design is good but you've seen better.  Forgettable nostalgia-bait but it is streaming for free on YouTube.

Game Night (2018)

  Content warning:  blood

Max (Jason Bateman) and Annie (Rachel McAdams) host a weekly game night for their friends while trying to duck their creepy next-door neighbor, Gary (Jesse Plemmons).  Max is extremely competitive but constantly feels like he's in the shadow of his rich brother, Brooks (Kyle Chandler).  Brooks hosts a game night, promising a wild time with an incredible prize:  whoever can solve a mystery kidnapping will win Max's dream car.  Then masked men break in and take Brooks.  Max and Annie are determined to win and track Brooks' phone, hoping to get ahead of their friends, only to find that the kidnapping is real and Brooks has been leading a very different life than they thought.

I could tell this was a comedy because I recognized what the characters said were jokes, but at no point did I find this funny.  All the characters were pretty grating, except Rachel McAdams and Sharon Horgan, one because she can do no wrong and the other because she was the only normal one.  I also found the pacing off.  Again, I could tell that the structure of the film was meant to layer the jokes so it was like twist on twist, ramping up while building off the jokes that came previously;  I just didn't think it was funny, so everything got more and more irritating and tiresome.

A misfire for me but maybe not for you, as a lot of people apparently really liked it.  It's currently streaming on HBO Max.

Auntie Mame (1958)

  The OG Vodka Aunt.

Patrick Dennis (Jan Handzlik) is orphaned and sent to live with his eccentric Aunt Mame (Rosalind Russell), who welcomes him with open arms.  She wants Patrick to see and experience all the things the world has to offer but is hampered by the very stringent Mr. Babcock (Fred Clark), executor of Patrick's trust.  Mr. Babcock has strict instructions from the will that Patrick be sent to only approved schools and have only approved associations.  Mame's friends --actors, nudists, writers, musicians-- don't meet this criteria.  Over the vagaries of fortunes, Mame fights to retains custody of her nephew and keep him from being curtailed by a restricted future.

I never realized how much The Birdcage owed to Auntie Mame.  Basically, the entire last act is the same.  Which is not to suggest that both are not great.  They are distinct and each has incredible performances.  It was just when I noticed it, I couldn't stop seeing it.  

Russell is magnetic as the flamboyant Mame, even though I personally prefer the musical.  The costumes and set design are fantastic and practical, as they show the passage of time through the interior design and fashion choices Mame makes.  Message-wise, it's timeless.  Love triumphs over small-mindedness.  Also money.  Money is pretty triumphant in this.  Unfortunately, it's not streaming anywhere so you'll have to either rent or buy but it's absolutely worth the money.

The 400 Blows (1959)

  Content warning:  child abuse

Antoine (Jean-Pierre Léaud) is finding childhood difficult.  His mother (Claire Maurier) neglects and berates him until he catches her having an affair, while his stepfather (Albert Rémy) accuses him of theft but can be boisterously affectionate.  He rebels at school, earning disciplinary action and runs away, living in a friend's (Patrick Auffey) house, and committing petty theft to pay for cigars and magazines.  After being caught trying to return a stolen typewriter (because it wouldn't sell), his parents sign him over to a juvenile detention facility.

This movie is a great argument for birth control.  I wish I had seen it before I watched Capernaum, which was clearly influenced by this film.  According to Wikipedia, this was a semi-autobiographical work for writer and director François Truffaut, which just goes to show that men will create an entirely new movement in cinema rather than go to therapy.  

It is a classic of the French New Wave and has been hailed as one of the greatest films of the century.  I don't know that I'd go that far, but it is an excellent portrayal of childhood without the sentimentality of nostalgia.  Léaud is very young to carry a film this well but successfully manages to play a child pretending to be an adult, if that makes sense.  Like, he seems like a real kid wanting to be older and sophisticated instead of a Child Actor told to act like a Kid.  Watch the movie.  You'll see what I mean.  It's currently streaming on HBO Max, the Criterion Channel, and Kanopy.

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's Sherlock Holmes (2010)

  Not to be confused with the Guy Ritchie Sherlock Holmes from the same year, although of course that's what the fine people at The Asylum want.  

Monsters are popping up over Victorian England and it's up to Sherlock Holmes (Ben Syder) and his trusty sidekick, Dr. Watson (Gareth David-Lloyd), to solve the case.

In a first for Movie Club, we were not told about the movie in advance.  Instead, we all showed up (metaphorically) and watched this together.  Probably because a lot of us would have refused otherwise.  It's me.  I'm "a lot of us."  It was a very entertaining experience watching it with others, much more than it likely would have been, but I cannot in good conscience recommend this movie.  

If you are familiar with The Asylum then you will know that they exist to make "Mockbusters," capitalizing off using the same or very similar titles for extremely cheap films.  There are a lot of people who love this genre as "so bad it's good" but I am generally not one of them.  If you are, you probably have seen this already.

It reminded me a lot of The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes but with worse acting, dialogue, and plot.  The production design was actually not bad, but in no way redeems the film.  It's not the worst movie I've ever seen but it is trying hard to be.  The whole thing is on YouTube.  Watch with friends.

The Green Knight (2021)

  Content warning:  dead animals, some gore

Gawain (Dev Patel) is nephew to the greatest king (Sean Harris) England ever had and is willing to do a lot to impress him.  So when a giant (Ralph Ineson) shows up on Christmas Day and asks who is willing to challenge him in a test of arms, Gawain seizes the chance.  With one blow, he strikes off the giant's head.  The giant laughs, picks his head up, and tells Gawain he has one year to come to the Green Chapel and receive the same treatment.  Trapped by his own moral code, Gawain has to come to terms with his approaching mortality.  A week before Christmas, he sets out on a much stranger adventure than he had planned.

This was visually stunning, which almost makes up for the fact that it is a garbage film.  It doesn't even tell the most famous --okay, second most famous-- Gawain story, the one where he gets his wife.  Instead, they lump in references to Barry Lyndon, of all godforsaken things, and the director's mommy issues.  

It moves like a glacier and has the same ponderousness of purpose.  The cast is great but the director doesn't seem to be able to get out of his own way.  Very disappointing.  It's currently streaming on Tubi, where it frankly belongs.