November 2009
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D2D entry #70: Private Duty Nurses (1971, George...
(Featured in Dusk to Dawn #8.)
Pale, dull retread of The Student Nurses. Offers nothing that wasn’t already done better in the first film, unless the inclusion of a drug-trafficking plot line counts as progress. Hackwork at its laziest - a prime example of trying too hard to strike while the iron was hot. Maybe some auterist can defend this within Armitage’s filmography. They can...
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D2D entry #69: The Student Nurses (1970, Stephanie...
(Featured in Dusk to Dawn #8.)
A fascinating mess, mainly for all it tries to do within the framework of its nubile-nurses-in-L.A. setup: Rothman, producer Roger Corman and all others involved are not so much trying to eat their cake and have it too as much as they’re sampling from several different cakes at once and trying to make one cake out of the crumbs left behind. It’s a...
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D2D entry #68: The Centerfold Girls (1974, John...
(Featured in 42nd Street #1.)
Halfway between an omnibus and an Americanized giallo, this slash-and-jiggle number could have only been made in the ’70s… and maybe that’s a good thing. The thing is split into three parts, each part following a different centerfold girl, with Andrew Prine’s moralistic mad-dog killer as the linking device. The second and third sections offer...
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D2D entry #67: Commuter Husbands (1973, Derek...
(Featured in Dusk to Dawn #3 and Grindhouse Universe.)
Commuter Husbands is a film caught between two worlds. On one hand, it’s firmly in the tradition of classic English sex-comedy humor, with lots of mishaps, misunderstandings and cheeky double entendres. On the other, it’s a film well aware of changing social mores and the new permissiveness. Derek Ford plants a foot in both...
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Horror Challenge entry #23-#28 (plus): The tragic...
I just didn’t have the mojo this year, man. Some of that is attributable to an injury that kept me more or less bedridden for the first two weeks of the month, which meant more than one film a night was tough since I tend to nod off while watching films in bed. That doesn’t explain my flameout in the second half of the month, though. I hoping to hit at least thirty, but alas,...