Monday, February 13, 2012

Of "Star Wars" and Moral Ambiguity

                Today’s article is a doozy: it argues that the Star Wars prequels are superior to the original trilogy.
                Now, taking that stance alone ought to be enough to earn a contemptuous guffaw, but the arguments used in support of this opinion are muddled, clueless, and simply wrong to the point of insanity.
                Let’s run down the article point by point:

It verges on cinematic treason to suggest that the "Star Wars" prequel trilogy is in any way superior to the original trilogy. However, history has proved that treasonous behavior is just as often necessary to stimulate progressive revolution as it is to endow malevolent forces with unrestricted authority necessary to obstruct basic human rights. So here goes: the first three episodes in the saga of Anakin Skywalker are deeper, better structured, and more politically astute than the final three. I don’t know what you think ‘better structured’ or ‘deeper’ means, but I don’t think they mean what you think they mean. The prequels are an absolute mess from a storytelling point of view: things happen for no reason, characters act like idiots purely because the script says so, sequences of events make no sense, and so on. I could spend this entire article just giving a cursory summary of the structural flaws in the films, but just as a random example: in “Phantom Menace” the Jedi are told that the fastest way to Naboo is travelling through the planet core. Does that mean the Federation landed their army on the other side of the planet? How does that make any sense at all? Why wouldn’t they just land right in the (unarmed) city? And how does it help to warn someone of an invasion when you’re coming down with the invasion force? What were the Jedi planning to do, run alongside the army all the way to the other side of the planet and hope to get there first? Also, what is the Federation attempting to accomplish here? What did Palpatine promise them in exchange for risking their lives and freedom in open rebellion?
I’ll deal with the idea that the new films are more ‘politically astute’ later.
Not only is that why the prequel is superior, it is also a pretty decent elucidation of the original trilogy's greater popularity.
That the "Star Wars" trilogy embraced by American moviegoers is the one that presents a far less complex universe is not incidental to the rabid rebuke of the prequel. "A New Hope," "The Empire Strikes Back," and "Return of the Jedi" reflect the Cold War milieu in which they were created, offering up a comforting us-vs.-them story told in bold strokes lacking nuance, complexity, or intellectual ambiguity.
Again, you’re wrong: the original series was actually much more subtle and nuanced than the new films. Look at the transformation of Han Solo, from roguish, self-centered crook to selfless hero. Or the struggles Luke has on his path to becoming a Jedi, laden with failure, temptation, and terrible revelations about his past. Or Lando’s deal with the Empire and his rebellion from it. Or how about Darth Vader’s final transformation, with the stunning affirmation of paternal and filial loyalty over the power of the Dark Side, overturning Yoda and Obi Wan’s warnings about evil being absolute and final. These are bigger and more interesting themes than ‘government can turn corrupt’ and are far better realized by the films.
By the way, ‘intellectual ambiguity’ is a trait, not a quality. That is, the fact that a work demonstrates intellectual ambiguity does not make it superior to a work that does not: it depends upon what the work is aiming for. The original trilogy aimed for a mythic good-and-evil storyline, which, incidentally, is a universal theme: it’s not something born out of the political climate, it’s something born out of human nature.
Incidentally, was a comfortable ‘us-vs.-them,’ black-and-white worldview really that common during the seventies and eighties? Wasn’t it just as common to view the Soviets as just as good/bad as us? You know, especially with Vietnam and Watergate still fresh in people’s minds and all?  
 That isn't to say that times have changed much; with the exception of "The Phantom Menace," the second and third installments of the prequel were released to an America that had embraced absolute views even more so than the original trilogy.
So, how is Mars these days? Did the cave you’ve been living in for the past decade have good ventilation? Seriously, have you been paying attention at all in the past few years? Absolute views are verboten in most circles: people adopt a ‘whatever works for you’ attitude and the wars in Afghanistan and Iraq are horrendously unpopular. It’s been like that for decades and hasn’t changed much in recent years.
The difference is that the original trilogy appealed directly to the simplistic moral perspective of an America above reproach and always on the side of right in global geopolitics, whereas the much more subversive prequel trilogy stands in defiant counterpoint to the much more dangerously simplistic moral absolutism of the Age of Bush.  
The difference is more that the original trilogy are good films and the prequels are not good films. And again, the original movie came out five years after Vietnam and three years after Watergate: it was lightning from a blue sky in the midst of dreary, downbeat, cynical flicks like The Godfather, Taxi Driver, Chinatown, and Apocalypse Now: whatever the mood of the time, it was definitely not that America was above reproach and always on the side of right.
And again, are you seriously arguing that this is the age of ‘dangerously simplistic moral absolutism’? If so, I’d seriously hate to see what a world of moral ambiguity would look like.
The original trilogy holds a special place in the bosom of American moviegoers precisely because we view ourselves comfortably in place of the Rebels. Yes, because again, good-vs.-evil is a universally appealing story which has been told and re-told for thousands of years. Americans revel in their historical construct as rebellious underdogs constantly at war against an easily identified and unquestionably evil empire. Hence, the reason most Americans love the original trilogy has much to do with placement of ourselves in the role of the inheritors of the mantle of the Jedi. There’s also the whole ‘good movie’ aspect.
The problem is that the post-9/11 world meant Americans also were forced to identify themselves with the Jedi in the prequel trilogy as well, and we don't like the face we see in the mirror. No, we just don’t like the faces on the screen: since when have Americans ever been bothered by self-flagellation? It’s practically required these days. Just name me one movie about the Iraq war that was supportive of it. Let's face it, the Jedi don't exactly come off too swell in the prequel. Which is what we call ‘bad writing.’ Look, part of the reason the prequels are so bad is that they fail to justify the rebellion in the original films: if the republic and the Jedi were so corrupt and incompetent, why should we root for their return? If the story were to have any weight, we should have seen the Republic and Jedi, at least initially, as a kind a Camelot: an idealized order of peace and justice (like Obi Wan said in the original). That way it would actually have meant something when they fell, rather than an opportunity for people like you to point at the screen and say “see! See! Look familiar? See how the fantasy films justify what we’re saying about Bush?”
 This time around they are the guys in charge, and it is painful to watch them screw it up, especially when the way they hand over the keys to the Empire is so eerily familiar to a historical era defined by words like "signing statements" and "Patriot Act."
I’ve got some bad news for you: it’s supposed to be ‘eerily familiar.’ Lucas wrote it that way in a ham-fisted attempt to make a political statement. The trouble is that movies that attempt to make topical political statements most often don’t turn out to be very good movies. Half the audience is alienated by having their views attacked, the rest are distracted by the poor writing and bad acting, and only a few people, such as yourself, actually like them for their political content because apparently the extent of your powers of judgment are ‘does this agree with my political views.’
Just in case you didn't notice in your rush to castigate Jar-Jar Binks and complain about the wooden dialogue of the prequel, the peaceful Galactic Republic in place at the beginning of "The Phantom Menace" doesn't turn into the dark empire in place at the beginning of "A New Hope" due to an invasion by a foreign element. …So what? How does that in any way make these better films or better stories? I’m pretty sure most viewers caught onto that plot detail, thank you very much, and they didn’t care because the way that happened was contrived and stupid. The Republic falls as a result of due democratic process, albeit due democratic process that is manipulated through lies and deception. Again, sound familiar? Yes, actually: it sounds exactly like what President Obama is doing right now while you’re wasting your time pointing accusatory fingers at a president whose been gracefully out of office for three years.
Watching the "Stars Wars" prequel trilogy is like the most entertaining lesson in civics ever given Well, too each his own on the entertainment aspect, but the fact that you can even attempt to take a civics course from a Star Wars movie is actually a good demonstration of why and how these films are so awful: these are supposed to be epic fantasy films, not civics lessons. -- specifically the way it reveals how even a republic peopled by representative leaders with the best of intentions can make decisions that result in disastrous policies, accompanied by devastation and the crumbling of great ideas. Except the problem is that the policies they adopt are so patently stupid that they’re unbelievable and we are never convinced that anything great is at stake here, since they were too busy piling on moral ambiguities to make the Republic or the Jedi something worth preserving. Yoda's observations about anger, hate, fear, and suffering are not said lightly; they may be the most prescient words spoken by a movie character in recent memory. No, actually: they’re a stupid, pseudo-profound statement that is utterly useless and meaningless: you could mix up the order of his little progression any way you like at it would still make as much sense and be subject to as many exceptions: suffering leads to fear, fear leads to hate, hate leads to anger. Incidentally, take them in context please: the context is that Yoda’s arguing you should not fear for your loved ones, which is hardly profound or prescient. Look, let’s face it, Yoda averages about a one-to-one ratio of profound-to-stupid in his maxims, at least in the original trilogy (in the prequels, it’s more like one-to-five).
Not much less important is another quote associated with "The Phantom Menace," a quote that hasn't proved anywhere near as memorable as Yoda's but nonetheless plays a huge part in the events that will follow. Chances are you don't even remember these words of Darth Maul: "Fear is my ally." No, we don’t, because Darth Maul was an absolute nothing character: his design was good, but he had no depth or purpose other than to have a light saber fight. Another reason the films are hated is that the villains have no depth or purpose to them: they exist for no other reason than to provide an excuse for some action scenes. This is bad storytelling. Incidentally, that’s a stupid line that makes no sense with regards to the character.  One can well imagine that slogan scrawled across the office walls of men like Scooter Libby and tattooed across the back of Dick Cheney. Again, you are aware that Dick Cheney is not in office anymore, right? And we’ve got much bigger problems currently coming out of the White House?
Nowhere in the original "Star Wars" trilogy is there any sequence of events nearly as profound in their application to real life as Palpatine's manipulative orchestration of the separatist movement "headed" by Count Dooku. See, this is exactly the problem with your analysis: you are judging everything solely on how they square up with your political views and you seem to think that this is the highest thing a film can aspire to. There are much more important things in life and in art than politics! Nothing in the prequels can be called profound: they’re lazy, stupid, poorly-written attempts to cash in on the legacy of better films. Luke’s rejection of both Yoda’s extreme detachment and the lure of the Dark Side is profound. Darth Vader’s redemption is profound. Fake political scheming that doesn’t even make sense on its own terms is not at all profound. Palpatine's nefarious scripting of events allows him to go before the senate and ask for special "emergency powers" to deal with the growing threat facing the peace of the republic. Perhaps if Americans had embraced the prequel in the way they did the original "Star Wars" trilogy, they would recognize the danger when an elected member of a representative republic asks for "emergency powers" to combat a threat.  You honestly don’t think Americans noticed the dangers? You didn’t notice all the alarmist political commentary, the books, the articles, the movies, and so on that spilled out of every pore of the land condemning him as a dictator in the making? People who hate Bush still hate the prequels because they are bad movies. And really, do you honestly think people would have, I don’t know, impeached Bush if they had only decided they liked a few fantasy movies?
Palpatine's actions in the prequel are positively Machiavellian, and his evil in those first three movies is far more chilling than his appearances as the emperor in the original trilogy. In those movies, Palpatine is so far removed from us we can only approach him from the perspective of a Hitler. That’s exactly what made him chilling: he was a presence hanging over the whole trilogy; manipulating things behind the scenes, and then when we finally saw him he was this withered, death-like figure, urging Luke to kill him just so that he would turn to the Dark Side, then when that failed using lightning to slowly cook him alive. That is a lot scarier than an ambitious Senator who succeeds in his plan because everyone else in this universe is even stupider than he is. We must always remember that Hitler didn't ascend to dictator by using tanks, but the ballot box. Again, that’s true, but you should look more at the current president than the one who, again, isn’t even in office anymore.
Just as Palpatine is far more chilling as a politician abusing the system than he is as an emperor in comprehensively malevolent control, so is Anakin Skywalker far more chilling as a powerless pawn than he is as powerful Darth Vader. No. Just…no. He’s a total patsy; a useless pretty-boy whom everyone fawns over for no reason and who turns evil because he’s a complete moron. No more alarming scene exists in the entire "Star Wars" canon than the political conversation that takes place in "Attack of the Clones" between Anakin and Amidala when the boy-who-would-be Vader suggests the system is broken and needs to be replaced with something where one person in charge has the power to enforce laws he feels are for the good of the people. Amidala replies, rightfully, that what Anakin is talking about sounds like a dictatorship. And then these all-too-familiar words from Anakin: "Well, if it works." Again, you judge everything by politics. And honestly, you find someone taking a poor political stance more alarming than someone blowing up an entire inhabited planet just to make a point, while an inhabitant from that planet is forced to watch? Or, again, the emperor murdering our hero by zapping him with lightning again and again while he writhes on the floor and begs his watching father to save him? Or our hero getting his hand cut off and letting himself fall to his death?
Anakin's justification that if authoritarian control works in keeping us safe was being repeated on a daily basis by those in charge at the very time the scene was being projected onto multiplex screens around the world. Too many Anakin Skywalkers existed then and, amazingly, exist right now in this country who are far too eager to give up hard-earned civil rights for the illusion of security. Or for the illusion of tolerance and equality, which is a much more subtle and insidious desire. And it is the very fact that one can write about Anakin without calling him either evil or good that elevates the prequel above the original. Again, no it doesn’t. Ambiguity does not make a work good. Oh, and by the way, you can call Anakin evil: he murders women and children in the second film (noting that he’s glad he did so), then murders unarmed and innocent people left and right in the third film (including his own wife). Just because the writing is so bad that they still try to pretend he’s a hero doesn’t mean that you can’t call him for what he is. Try naming a single character in the original trilogy that can attain such an authentic level of ambiguity. Okay: Han Solo, Lando Calrisean, Darth Vader, Luke Skywalker…
There is absolutely no element or character in the original trilogy that isn't delineated in stark black and white terms. See above: the original trilogy was full of sacrifice, hard choices, loyalty, temptation, redemption, and development. These are not stark black-and-white ideas. For goodness sakes, the series ends with the main villain discovering the good in himself: how is that starkly black-and-white? Episodes IV through VI tell a much happier story, one that is consistent with the birth of the American democracy through acts of rebellion by a ragtag group of people who held the moral high ground. Episodes I through III, by contrast, tell a much less happy story about how a democracy can come to an end -- not at the hands of foreign interlopers, but directly through the democratic process itself. And it tells that less happy story very poorly. More people may prefer the original "Star Wars" trilogy, but there is no question that the prequel is a more challenging, illuminating, and superior work of art. Well, sure, if you judge ‘art’ by “how well it agrees with my political beliefs,” as opposed to, say, how well-written, acted, plotted, entertaining, profound, true, and beautiful it is.

                God, that is one of the worst pieces of film analysis I’ve ever read. The worst part is not just that the author has no idea how to judge a work of art, but the fact that he so clearly seems to view politics, and specifically his own views on politics (which are questionable at best), as the most important themes in the world. The themes of the original: freedom-vs.-tyranny, sacrifice, the insidiousness of evil and the need to resist temptations to it, the possibility of corruption for even the most good and of redemption for even the most evil, and the power of familial bonds (to name only a few) are viewed as just so much irrelevant fantasy: not applicable to the real world (by which he means the political sphere), while a ‘Bush is bad’ message automatically earns classic status. It’s actually alarming to see someone take such a narrow view of the world, especially since he rather smugly takes it as more ‘ambiguous’ and ‘authentic.’
                “Ambiguous=good, absolute=bad” seems to be the extent of his critical awareness. As I noted several times above, whether a story is morally ambiguous or absolute is irrelevant to whether it is a good story or not. Both are ‘authentic’ and true to life. Basically, ambiguous stories tell life as we experience it externally: unable to judge the inner workings of other men, frequently doubtful and uncertain, filled with broken people unable to save themselves. Absolute stories tell life as we experience it internally: there is good and there is evil vying for control, with evil frequently seeming all-powerful and overwhelming and good small and weak, but determined. We respond to good-and-evil stories because we all desire to be good and so the story speaks to our struggles in that regard, not because we think that the political spectrum always operates that way (although, if we’re honest, it sometimes does, as the author’s mention of Hitler reminds us).
                The amusing thing (and I notice this seems to be fairly common among those who pride themselves on accepting ambiguity) is that this author takes a rather stark view towards President Bush: Bush is evil and his actions were oppressive and dictatorial (unlike, say, forcing Catholic hospitals to buy insurance policies that cover contraception). That’s the thing: moral relativism is still absolutism because it unilaterally condemns absolutism. It proves itself wrong just like Obi Wan did when he (a Jedi) declared “Only the Sith deal in absolutes!” Ambiguity is freeing and authentic while absolutism is false and oppressive, end of story. Sounds pretty black-and-white to me.
                Speaking of which, are the prequels really more ambiguous than the originals? Palpatine is still evil, absolutely, and Anakin becomes evil (okay, he pretty much started out as evil, but let’s pretend he didn’t). The Trade Federation and the Sith are still absolutely the bad guys. Indeed, they’re more two-dimensionally evil than the Empire was in the original. With the Empire, we never really questioned what their motivation was or why they were fighting: they wanted to bring order to the galaxy and viewed themselves as the rightful rulers, and if they had to blow up planets to keep people in line, well, that’s the price of order. With the Federation, we never have any indication of what they are trying to accomplish or why they’re fighting: do they want to be their own nation? Do they want lower taxes? Do they want Palpatine out of power? We’re never told: it’s just “these are the separatist droid army: they’re the bad guys.” Wow, that’s really ambiguous, isn’t it? On the other hand, the Republic and the Jedi aren’t as good as they are supposed to be, so that’s sort of ambiguous, right?
                Well, no, it just means we have bad guys with no good guys: a conflict between ‘evil and vaguely corrupt’ is not ambiguous, it’s just annoying. Ambiguity would be if the Federation had a reasonable excuse for their rebellion, like the Republic was imposing segregation of offensive Jewish caricatures, or the Jedi had done them wrong sometime in the past. But the best we get is some guff about ‘the taxation of trade routes.’    
                Real ambiguity is found in characters like Lando, who is forced into the impossible situation of betraying his friends to save the community he’s responsible for. As time goes on, he sees he’s being tricked and so works to repair the damage he’s done, but while he is able to help to an extent he’s unable to take back everything he’s done. So, to sum up, a man trying to balance responsibility with friendship makes the only choice he feels he can, then discovers he made a mistake and tries to make amends, at which he is only partially successful. That is honest ambiguity.
                See, most moral absolutists, so called, really aren’t that uncomfortable with moral ambiguities: we view them as challenging situations that require thought and sacrifice, but which ultimately can be resolved with thought and humility. That is, we tackle each situation with the assumption that there is an answer. Relativists who praise ambiguity, on the other hand, seem to more often end up in the case of ‘see how bad these absolutists are?’ or, alternatively ‘see how bad everyone except us is?’ Moral absolutism can accept both stark black-and-white situations and ambiguous situations: relativists, it seems, can only accept stark black-and-white. There is more self-righteous absolutism in this article than in all the original trilogy. I mean, honestly, the guy basically cites three awful films as superior to three great ones for no other reason than that they agree with him: real open, ambiguous judgment there.  

Friday, February 10, 2012

Mst3k – 306: Daddy-O

                A solid, enjoyable episode. Daddy-O is one of those fifties teenager/crime flicks filled with rock-and-roll, drag racing, and kids who are smarter than local authorities (at least in theory). The film follows Dick Contino as a young trucker/drag-racer named Phil who is drawn into a web of crime and corruption when his best friends gets bumped off by a crime boss (played by Bruno VeSota). oAssisting/sparring with him is a chestacular platinum blond named Jan, who also likes to drag race and has a serious attitude problem. They fight, flirt, fall in love, and eventually get VeSota arrested after some lame yet-strangely-catchy songs and truly horrendous editing. The film is more lame than awful, and at least it moves quickly and makes some attempt to hold our interest. VeSoto in particular has fun in the ‘pseudo intellectual crook’ persona: he was a genuinely talented actor, basically a poor-man’s Sydney Greenstreet, and always a welcome addition.
                Interestingly enough, the music in this film was provided by a young John Williams. Yes, that John Williams, apparently before he really hit his stride. Like I say, the music is oddly catchy, but it certainly doesn’t give any hint that the man composing it would go on to create some of the greatest film scores of all time.
                Riffwise, this is a pretty fun episode: fast-paced and witty. The Brains seem to be enjoying the good-natured cheesiness of the movie and numerous gags are had at the expense of Dick’s wardrobe, the terrible editing, and the lame dialogue.
                The film is proceeded by a short called “Alphabet Antics:” an educational film for preschoolers. Amusingly, the writers were clearly either trying too hard or not hard enough to be original, resulting in some truly bizarre associations, the best being “O is for Once” followed by a brief story of an ox failing to pull a plow (why couldn’t they just say “O is for Ox”?). Mostly they involve animals being put through semi-abusive situations, prompting some very funny riffs.
                Host-segment wise, there’s some good fun to be had spoofing the movie, especially Joel’s version of one of Dick’s songs and Crow and Servo reenacting the drag race by running Joel over repeatedly. The episode ends on a high note with the ‘broken button sketch:’ the ‘button’ on the Mads’ control panel is broken, so the credits start and stop repeatedly while Dr. F. tries to make Frank hold the button down.  It’s a great example of the kind of independent, creative thought these guys had: who would even come up with the idea to do something like that?
                So, cheesy movie, good riffing, great short, mostly good host segments make for a solidly fun episode.

Opening: Hanging around the water-cooler: Servo falls for Gypsy, then Magic Voice. It’s really amusing in a bizarre ad-libbed kind of way.

Invention: The Mads still have the giant baby from last time. Joel has an air-freshener mobile; the Mads have the alien-teething-nook: basically a pacifier in the shape of a facehugger. They’re both very amusing, particularly the bots’ uncertain silence after Joel rattles off numerous baby-talk words for ‘poop.’ “What the Hell is ‘checher?’”

The Sort: Alphabet Antics

Servo: “I never had any toys as a child!”

Servo:  “Yes, the modern aircraft! Unsurpassed in its services to livestock!”

Servo: “D is for Damned, as in “Village of.”

Joel (on “E is for Elephant”): “Hey, it’s the Republican National Convention.”

(on a very crowded playground)
Crow: “It’s a child farm!”

Narrator: “They say the Dutch make cheese that is good and it’s true.”
Servo: “It’ll plug you up for an hour or two.”

Crow: “Look out! There’s a huge, shapely woman lounging next to the boat!”

“I is for In.” Seriously, that was the best they could come up with?

Narrator: “B is for the bump you get when you fall.”
Joel: “And you break your back, neck, pelvis and all!”

Servo: “N is for float…huh?”
(it’s supposed to be ‘Nursery Rhyme.’ Again was that the best they could do?)

Narrator: “O is for Once.”
Servo: “O is for Once? What, was there a writer’s strike?”

Joel: “P is for PETA who’s boycotting this.”

Q is for the queer, queer pelican. Seriously, who came up with these?

Narrator: “You may think he’s queer, it’s true/he probably thinks the same about you.”
Servo: “Yeah, but he’s got a brain like a chickpea.”

Servo: “T is for tormented, tortured, and teased!”

The narrator spends a surprising about of time on ‘walking.’

X is for X-mas. Well, it’s better that “O is for once” thing.

Crow: “I hope we’ve touched you with a little bit of our evilness.

And now the movie.

You know you’re a special kind of movie fan to be excited to see that Bruno VeSoto is in this movie.

Crow (on the opening close-up on a rolling car tire): “I bet Firestone tires financed this.”

And John Williams did the music!
Crow: “Before he heard Stravinsky.”

We open on our hero (Dick Contino) driving a truck and nearly being run off the road by a crazy woman driver.

Servo: “I think this is Duel 2: the Trucker’s Story.”

The cars end up on a construction site, and the workers immediately side with the hot-blond lady of course.

And we cut to a night-club.

Servo: “Today’s youth! Hopped up on crack, crystal meth, formaldehyde process opium, tar heroin, and pomade!”

Hero sits down at a table with some friends.

One of his friends is obviously preoccupied.

Hot blonde walks in (her name is Jan).

Hero’s name is Phil.

Jan: “You’re singing can be any worse than your driving, Daddy-O.”
Servo: “You haven’t heard my singing.”

Joel notes that he’s not that bad.

Crow: “He’s singing the left side of the menu!”

Servo: “Boy, not a necktie to be seen, where’s our country going?”

In a hilarious moment, his voice inexplicably cuts out and is replaced by screams.
Joel: “Ah, he’s got a gun!”

Crow: “Now he’s singing about the continental breakfast.”

All (singing along): “Please, please, please end the song now!”

First Host Segment: Joel sings “Hike Your Pants Up High!” “It ain’t hip ‘til you’re in total pain.” It’s a pretty funny little number, and the bots have some pretty hilarious little band costumes.

Back in the movie, Jan and Phil are arguing, then start dancing roughly and arguing more.

Servo: “Okay, now whose breasts are bigger here?”

The upshot is that Jan challenges Phil to a drag-race.

Phil: “Let’s make it.”
Joel: “You mean they have to build their cars like a soap-box derby…?”

Pre-occupied Friend: “Phil…”
Servo: “We’re all gonna die alone and afraid.”

Pre-occupied Friend (POF) runs out pursued by Bruno VeSoto.

Crow (as VeSoto): “It doesn’t matter how slow I go, I’ll catch him, my son’s the editor.”

Very confusing editing and POF’s car rolls and burns over a cliff (I think).

Cut to the beginning of the race.

Guy: “You know your way through, Janet?”
Jan: “Blindfolded!”
Servo: “So be it!”

Very slow, awkward race ensues.

Jan wins.

Following conversation is very awkwardly edited.

Joel: “Cops was filmed on location twenty years ago.”

Anyway, Phil  gets arrested, booked for the manslaughter of POF.

He gets off on the manslaughter, but is put on probation and loses his license.

Lawyer: “I’d call you pretty lucky.”
Phil: “Lucky!”
Crow: “Look at the shirt! You call this lucky?”

Lawyer: “If you can’t find anything by next week, I’ll give you a hand.”
Servo: “Not a job, just a hand. I have your friend’s hand in the drawer!”

Phil starts suspecting Jan of killing POF.

His friend takes him to Jan’s house to investigate (then drives off and leaves him!).

Odd little bit where she offers him an apple and he knocks it aside.

(he gets a little rough with her)
Joel: “My head’s not an apple!”

She points out the damage on her car was on the wrong side, they join forces.

Phil: “Jan, I think we’re onto something.”
Crow: “Well, would you let us in on it?”

Cut to a “Gym”
Joel: “Bruce’s Gym and Church

Ugly big guy blocks Phil’s entrance to the gym, leads to some odd little lines.

Second Host Segment: The bots re-enact the drag race and repeatedly run over Joel.

Return to Phil and Jan sneaking into the gym.

Jan: “You leave me here and I won’t be here when you get back.”
Crow: “Hey, remember what he did to the apple!”

Joel: “Got to think…must try to think but too stupid…”

Joel: “Bruce’s gym, now with three full pieces of equipment.”

VeSoto and ugly guy come in, take stuff out of POF’s locker, nearly discover heroes, and leaves.

Cut back the night club, VeSoto approaches Phil about a job.

And then Phil is picked up by VeSoto’s manicurist.

Servo: “Wanted: Manicurist for an evil Slav. Photo, a must!”

(They walk under a ladder)
Crow: “Now, I know this is bad luck, but you’re already in the movie.”

Bruno VeSoto should never be filmed in a toga.

VeSoto: “I put a lot of thought into making this a place for young people to come for some wholesome fun…and music.”
Joel: “And evil.”

Crow: “Have you ever thought about being evil? Really evil?”

VeSoto offers Phil a fake license for his services as a driver/singer. Phil accepts.

Cut to Jan trying to have a conversation with Phil while she’s in her car, he’s walking.

She then barges in to his apartment to talk.

They start making out…

Cut to the grand opening of the club.

(on Phil’s singing)
Servo: “This goes out to the two of you in the audience.”

And Jan gets a job there too (and Phil stupidly tries to get her to leave right in front of VeSoto).

Phil grabs a drink:
Crow: “No, that’s the candle!”

Another song…

He sings it to masseur then kisses her.

Cut to VeSoto talking to him.

VeSoto: “I have some good news for you…”
Joel: “John 3:16.”

So VeSoto gives him a currier job.

Third host segment: Joel demonstrates different spit-takes. They’re then visited by the ugly guy from the movie (played by Mike Nelson). It’s kind of a random sketch: like they came up with two ideas but didn’t know which to do, so they combined them.

Back to the movie, another currier job.

Joel: “Yesterday pizza, today butter, tomorrow the world!”

And Phil gets caught by the cops.

Crow: “Daddy-O is soon gonna be deady-o.”

Cut to drug-dealer talking about how they need to deal with Phi (the scene ends mid-word).

Phil is accosted by some thugs.
Crow: “We’re gonna kill you, but we need to stop at a cash machine first. “

Thugs beat him up.

They dump him and Jan picks him up.

Somehow Phil deduces who killed POF.

Phil: “It just hurts a little when I breathe.”
Crow: “Then don’t breathe.”

The plan he recites doesn’t really make much sense.

They tail VeSoto to where he’s picking up some dope.

Servo: “In the fourth quatrain, Nostradamus predicted the end of this movie will result in bloodshed, the destruction of England, and cigar smoke.”

And Ugly Guy catches Phil and Jan, VeSoto ropes them into helping him.

Phil overpowers Ugly Guy by taking his glasses off.

So, VeSoto throws Jan in the steam-bath and turns it up all the way.

Phil shows up, awkward chase scene ensues in the basement.

And ugly guy somehow gets back, takes Jan out of the steam-bath…

Back to the basement for some of the worst editing you’ll ever see.

Then Ugly Guy and Jan run into some police and they just stop.

Servo: “And that was the incredible action sequence of Daddy-O.”

And the police pretty much just laugh off his recent spat of law-breaking.

Phil: “I’ve never felt more like singing in my life.”
Crow: “And we’ve never felt less like hearing you!”

Final Host Segment: Joel practices reenacting the film, then they read letters. The baby then plays with the buttons, resulting in them breaking. The result is the credits starting and stopping numerous times. It’s a hilariously creative bit. Honestly, how many shows would even consider something like this?

 Stinger: “Couldn’t help you if I wanted to, pal. Gym policy.” A solid choice, though I think “Want some?” is more iconic to the movie.

Movie Quality Rating:
1.       Godzilla vs. the Sea Monster
2.       The Crawling Eye
3.       The Black Scorpion
4.       Gamera vs. Barugon
5.       Mad Monster
6.        Lost Continent
7.       Gamera
8.       First Spaceship to Venus
9.       Stranded in Space
10.   Rocketship XM
11.    Moon Zero Two
12.   Godzilla vs. Megalon
13.   The Crawling Hand
14.   Catalina Caper
15.   Daddy-O
16.   King Dinosaur
17.   Jungle Goddess
18.   Wild Rebels
19.   The Corpse Vanishes
20.   Ring of Terror
21.   Untamed Youth
22.   The Slime People
23.   Project Moonbase
24.   The Sidehackers
25.   Women of the Prehistoric Planet
26.   Robot vs. The Aztec Mummy
27.   Cave Dwellers
28.   Tim of the Apes
29.   Pod People
30.   Hellcats
31.   Rocket Attack USA
32.   Robot Holocaust
33.   Robot Monster

Conclusion: Lame-not-awful movie with some very bad editing and dialogue, but accompanied by some great riffs, host segments, and a hilarious short makes for a solid episode.

Final Rating: 8/10.

Lessons from the Sandman



One of my favorite characters in The Spectacular Spider-Man is Flint Marko, AKA the Sandman: a small-time crook who gets turned into living sand by an unethical experiment at the behest of the crime boss, Tombstone. What’s interesting about him is that he’s not really a bad man at heart; he’s just a very small man. Marko was a petty thug whose whole life’s ambition was ‘a big score,’ an ambition that not only led to his getting frequently beaten up by Spider-Man, but also meant that he could be easily manipulated by the likes of Hammerhead, Tombstone’s number-two man. Marko is such a nobody in Hammerhead’s eyes, so easily pushed around, that he sometimes gets used as nothing but bait to trap Spider-Man. He’s just a simple, ignorant thug: a ‘mook’ as Hammerhead dismissively calls him.
                  After his transformation in the Sandman, Marko’s life still doesn’t improve. He’s more powerful than Spider-Man now, but his stupidity means that he still gets regularly defeated as Spider-Man is able to consistently outsmart him. He wins a couple battles, manages some successful robberies, but his ‘big score’ is still constantly out of reach…partially because Tombstone takes hefty cuts out of everything he steals.
                  It’s never explicitly stated, but the implication is that Tombstone and Hammerhead purposefully shorten Marko’s take to keep him hungry for more. Marko himself has no interest in their crime kingdom, or who rules New York, or even in taking down Spider-Man (which leads to friction between him and his friend, Alex O’Hirn AKA the Rhino).
                  This last point is interesting: most of the villains in the series have a personal grudge against Spidey, either because they blame him for their present condition (Electro, Vulture, Venom) or are sore from previous defeats (Rhino, Doctor Octopus, Kraven). Sandman has no interest in anything like that. “Revenge is for chumps,” he tells Hammerhead dismissively. “I don’t care about Spider-Man! All I want is a decent score.” Indeed, most of the time when they fight Sandman is content merely to knock Spidey around a little rather than actually try to kill him (though he’s certainly willing to do so if Spider-Man keeps pushing him).
                  He also is shown to have a softer side. At one point, seeing a little girl on the beach mocked by some bullying teenagers for her failed sandcastle, he uses his powers to turn the entire beach into a full-sized castle to cheer her up…a move that earns him a sneer from Hammerhead.  
                  Basically, Marko is, for all his powers, a rather pathetic figure: chasing after something that will never make him happy and allowing less powerful men to use him for their own ends. He has no grand schemes, no ambition, and apparently no real thought for his future life: he’s like a dog chasing a fake rabbit while men who otherwise wouldn’t spare him a thought use him to line their own pockets.
                  In short, Marko is a lot like most of us: squandering our gifts by chasing after pathetic and illusory goals that place us in the power of other men. “Buy this and you’ll be happy…as long as you also get this expansion pack, this upgrade, this newer, better version…” “Take this medication and you’ll be happy…” Like Marko, we don’t see that we’re being had and that what we’re chasing after simply isn’t worth it: it’s not what will make us happy.
                  In particular, though, I’m thinking about sex. Sex is an amazingly powerful thing: it’s the creation of new life. The most expensive, well-funded laboratory on Earth can’t even do that yet. Not only that, but it’s the creation of a new soul: a new person. As Chesterton noted, every time someone is born, the world is created all over again. And then in addition it’s a unifying act, solidifying the bond between two people as almost nothing else does, to the point where Christ described those committing it as being “no longer two, but one flesh.”
                  But these days, what do we do with it? We use it to sell stuff and as something to do on a Friday night. We’re kept in a constant state of sexual desire by advertisements, media, and whatever else because, as C.S. Lewis pointed out, people in that state have very little sales resistance. We’ve been taught that sex is the greatest thing in the world, so we dump a hundred bucks to pretend to have it, or pick up a total stranger at a bar to spend an hour or so having a sterile, fun-park version of it.
                  What a waste. Something is simultaneously the greatest physical pleasure that can be had and among the most staggeringly spiritual actions that can be performed, and we use it as a game or a source of income. We’re chasing after the least part of something at the expense of the greater parts: a little like going to a high-class restaurant and only eating from the bread tray, or like Marko using his literally earth-shaking power to knock off banks.
                  At one point Spider-Man let’s the Sandman have it, calling him ‘pathetic’ for wasting his time on these stupid, petty jobs when he could be doing some real good with his powers. And he’s clearly right: Sandman is arguably Spider-Man’s most powerful foe (certainly he’s in the top five): if he wanted to he could probably dump half the other villains in the city on the steps of the nearest police station in about five minutes. His potential for doing good is even greater than Spider-Man’s. But he’s so caught in his narrow, ignorant mindset that he can’t see his own potential. A man who literally has no trouble stopping an oil tanker allows himself to be pushed around by a guy whose only power is a steel-plated forehead and doesn't even realize how pathetic that is.
                  But Marko isn’t completely hopeless. When faced with a crisis, he instinctively steps up to the plate. During the climactic fight of his final episode, the Sandman manages to accidentally trash the oil tanker he was supposed to be robbing. With fires raging and the tanker moments away from exploding (in the middle of the East River, which would presumably kill several hundred people at least), he looks contritely at Spider-Man and says “I was just in it for the bucks. I never meant for this to happen.”
                  Marko retains a sense of perspective which the other villains, like Tombstone or Hammerhead, lack. He may crave money, but there’s still a part of him that understands that there are more important things. Having endangered so many lives, he works to mitigate the damage, first getting the crew (and Spider-Man) off the ship, then surrounding it and absorbing the explosion, saving the lives of everyone in range at the risk of his own.
                  I think most of us, no matter how much we buy into the lies we hear about sex, still maintain a sense of perspective: the sense that it really should be more than just a game, just like however much we buy into consumerism we remain aware that there is more to life. Like the Sandman, we don’t always keep it in mind or articulate that knowledge, but it’s still there, and when things reach a crisis point that perspective is what saves us from becoming monsters.
                  Flint Marko is a fascinating character because I think most of us are more like him than we are Spider-Man: a little cynical, a little petty, convinced that we only need this one thing to make us happy while we squander the opportunities for happiness that actually come our way. We dream about greatness while we actually push aside our chances for greatness…but perhaps, when it matters the most, we'll take the chance to, as Spider-Man says, “score as big as a man can.”