Soul Searcher

Soul Searcher

Street sweeper Joe Fallow is approached by the ailing Grim Reaper who offers to train him as his replacement and become the new 'face of death'. Elsewhere in town, an evil force threatens to merge the worlds of Hell and Earth into one. And only Joe, assisted by an enigmatic supernatural bounter-hunter, can stop it from happening.

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Hina A (es) wrote: while the story is predictable, once again Stewart delivers an impressive performance - this movie is well worth seeing for the acting alone, but the story is troubling to digest

Raymond H (ru) wrote: A nice heart warming movie with adequate acting all round.

Cameron J (us) wrote: Marlon Brando is heading back to the desert, and this time, he's not the one pretending to be Mexican. Yeah, John Saxon better get a Golden Globes nod for Best Supporting Actor for this film, because it's kind of racist how he's expected to pull off Mexican bandit, just because he's of Italian descent. In all fairness, Sidney J. Furie is Canadian, and he was expected to direct films as American as this western, then most "The Purple Hearts", most of the "Iron Eagle" movies, and 2005's "American Soldiers". ...You know, thinking about those films, and the fact that one of Furie's most infamous films is "Superman IV: The Quest for Peace", it's easy to get terrified about the quality of this film, even with Marlon Brando attached. Actually, I think Brando's involvement is most disconcerting, because even though I think that "Viva Zapata!" was pretty good, and that "One-Eyed Jacks", I'm the only one who thinks that Brando has a decent track record with westerns. Sure, those two films only got mixed reviews, but they must have turned someone off to seeing a third western starring Brando, although, in all fairness, by 1966, America had to have been tired of westerns. I guess that's why they got a Canadian director, even he has to be Furie, who does a decent job with this film, but can't get it past its issues.The level of subtlety in this drama is rather uneven, and when things do get subtle, they tend to get just subtle enough to dry out the atmosphere, at times in which a subdued tone falls over moments of meandering that get to be dull on more than a few occasions. When that level of subtlety settles, the film often takes an extreme turn by drawing thin character types and melodramatics, resulting in some sense of contrivance that goes backed by cloying moments in director Sidney J. Furie's directorial plays on tone, score work and visuals. If there is ambition in this piece of revisionist western filler, then it is mostly applied to some sort of exaggeration, in both writing and direction, rendering the film somewhat cheesy with its handling of potentially intense material, not unlike so many other westerns in its vein. It's only fitting that this film be exaggerated in such a way, because it is nothing but a very typical 1960s revisionist western, featuring all of the same characters, all of the same themes and all of the same plotting tropes we're used to, to where there's some sense of laziness to accompany some sense of predictability. It doesn't help that, for a revisionist western drama of its time, this film's subject matter is rather light in weight, having its dramatically potent moments, but mostly aiming to be something of an inconsequential piece of revisionist western that focuses on an entertainment value that ironically ends up being somewhat lacking. The film is reasonably engaging, with compelling occasions, but much too often, it is too dull to justify the lightness of its story, and too contrived and clichd to compensate for the pacing problems. The final product is pretty forgettable, but for the moment, it is adequate, and more than just in a few areas, particularly those of an aesthetic nature.Frank Skinner's score doesn't always fit the tone of this somewhat tonally versatile drama, and it is always some degree of conventional, but its spaghetti western influences, encompassing western classical stings and Latin twang, break the monotony of the quiet spells with inviting musicality that is generally complimentary to the storytelling. The visual style of the film is even more complimentary, with art directors Alfred Sweeney and Alexander Golitzen, joined by impeccable costume designs, crafting a conventional, yet immersive portrayal of the revisionist West that is made all the more striking by Russell Metty's deliverance of excellent cinematography, whose emphasis on gritty coloration and bleak lighting ranges from handsome to truly stunning. Sidney J. Furie's direction further draws you into the visual style of the film, with near-perfect framing that throws a broad scope over well-staged action sequences, and utilizes stylish angles and intimate close-ups during dramatic segments, whose effectiveness is fumbled by Furie in most every other way, though not to where the bland thoughtfulness fails to beget immersion value, or to where the contrived dramatic kicks fail to resonate. These occasions of effectiveness derive from highlights in the material within James Bridges' and Roland Kibbee's thin and clichd script, whose moments of realization are almost as solid as the moments of misguidance, featuring moments of excellent, dramatically-charged dialogue that prove to be touching, while establishing an adequate sense of character motivation and nuance which brings life to themes on whether or not defending your honor is worth risking your life, and the lives of good, perhaps more innocent people. After something of a lazy body, the film comes down to a pretty compelling final act, although the drama has its strong aspects throughout its course, too spare for the final product to transcend underwhelmingness, or even come close to doing so, but prominent enough to bring some heart to this inconsequential project. The cast is most consistent in humanizing this drama, for most every member turns in an admirable performances, particularly the beautiful Anjanette Comer, the bitingly effective John Saxon, and, of course, leading man Marlon Brando, who plays his usual western role, complete with a nuanced presence of both strength and vulnerability. The performances are always pretty compelling, even though the film fails to compel all that thoroughly all that often, ultimately falling as pretty decidedly underwhelming, but still having enough admirable qualities to be worth watching, through all of the shortcomings.Bottom line, the film gets to be dull with its slow spells, contrived with its melodramatics, and clichd in its sometimes lazy telling of an ultimately relatively inconsequential revisionist western tale, ultimately falling as underwhelming, in spite of the highlights the thrive on the excellent score work, art direction and cinematography, often effective direction, sometimes nuanced writing, and consistently strong acting which make Sidney J. Furie's "The Appaloosa" decent, with compelling highlights, few and far between, though, they may be.2.5/5 - Fair

Maeva F (nl) wrote: pretty good for a low budget film.

Matt G (fr) wrote: My 2-year-old daughter calls this "the pigs flying movie", and she's not wrong. In one of Miyazaki's funnier films, we are given a great anti-hero in Porco who is equal parts Humphrey Bogart and Harrison Ford. The tone is light, the adventure is fun and exciting, and the whole thing goes down smooth. Not a bad place to start if you are a Miyazaki virgin.

Leo M (es) wrote: I have to do my final on this film as a clinical analysis. I actually ended up falling in love with the realness in the acting and writing.

Brian B (de) wrote: Come on, really? Why is Eegah so menacing? Arch Hall Jr. and his singing are far more frightening that Richard Kiel could ever attempt to be.

Muffin M (fr) wrote: Machine-Gun Kelly, the famous bank robber, seldom without his Thompson machine gun. The story opens with great jazzy music and a murder shown in shadows. His moll is the driving force behind his exploits. He has an exaggerated fear of death and death symbols. The sight of a coffin makes him freeze during a bank job, causing his lieutenant to lose his arm. Finally, the gang kidnaps a little girl along with her nurse and hold them for ransom.stars Charles Bronson, Susan Cabot, Morey Amsterdam, Jack Lambert, Wally Campo, Connie Gilchrist , Bob Griffin, Barboura Morris, Richard Devon, Ted Thorpe, Mitzi McCall, Frank de Kova, Shirley Falls, Larry Thor, George Archambeault, Jay Sayer, Jon Mikl Thor and Michael Fox.directed by Roger Corman.

Michael H (nl) wrote: This Island Earthremains recognized as a classic of "serious" 1950s space opera. Its "superlatively bizarre and beautiful" special effects ?? the scenes every 10-year-old remembered for life ?? display the purest evocation of the lurid and alluring gosh-wow from the pulp magazines of the 1930s and '40s.

Ken D (kr) wrote: A totally overall annoying movie experience. Hardly anything good at all.

Kudo A (es) wrote: Dark, Full of tension, Best performance from Hoffman.

Vince K (jp) wrote: Switchblade Sisters is one of the great exploitation films of the '70s. I never would have heard about it if wasn't for Quentin Tarantino, who absolutely loves the film and even got it released on video. Watching his intro and outro to the movie is recommended; he's simply just so excited about it. It's a pretty bad-ass movie. I don't really think I've ever seen a film about a gang of hot babes. They're all supposed to be in High School, so are juvenile delinquents. But everyone from that generation looked way older than they actually were, so every "18-year-old" looks like they're 30 (whereas these days every 30-year-old looks like they're 18). When the gang meets a tough chick at Weinerschnitzel and tries to intimidate her, she kicks one of their asses (the bitch with the eye patch, her name is "Patch"), thus gaining their respect and joining the gang. The gang is led by Laces, who is the "Alpha Bitch" of the group. There's a great scene when the chubby girl of the group, "Donut", begs for cheeseburgers and Laces grabs her by the nose so it looks like a snout and screams "OINK PIGGY!" There's plenty of stuff in the film that is laugh-out-loud funny. Their gang brothers are the Silver Blades, and since this is the '70s - no matter how tough these girls are, the men still like to slap them around and rape them whenever they want. Which is pretty much OK with them because that's how women liked to be treated back then. The rival gang is led by this dork named Mr. Crabs, and his gang is actually bad because they sell drugs to children and have Mexican members. I really don't see the Dagger Debs or Silver Blades doing that much bad in the film, so I totally look at them as the good guys. Of course, there ends up being a power struggle in the gang between Laces and the new girl, Maggie. It's based on jealousy. Remember, women are still so fucking sensitive no matter how many switchblades, eye patches, or chains they have. But, hell hath no fury like a woman on her period (see also, "the rag", "that time of the month", and "a visit from Aunt Flo".) I love the authentic '70s setting complete with the clothing, hair, slang, etc. Many modern movies try to replicate the look when placed in the era, and although they might come close - no cigar. Why filmmakers don't use time travel devices to actually go back to the era and shoot is beyond me. You'd think after what James Cameron did with Avatar they'd have that technology by now. Tarantino tells you in the outro that this is one of many Jack Hill movies, who discovered Pam Grier and put her in 2 killer Blaxploitation films I need to see - Foxy Brown and Cotton. Hey Quentin, I like whatever you like, man!