Queen of Blood, 60s Corman produced quicky which recycled elaborate special effects sequences from a Russian scifi epic about heroic space exploration and matched them with cheaply shot footage of a plot about a bloodsucking, green skinned female alien who was clearly the inspiration for the big haired Martian girl from Mars Attacks.
The plot is strikingly similar to Alien. The creature gets on board after the crew pick up an SOS signal from a faraway planet. She bumps off the crew one by one but they are reluctant to kill her at first because they have been ordered to bring an alien life form back to earth. She even has an elongated head and lays eggs.
I caught the original Russian film called A Dream Come True at the BFI a few years ago and it looked gorgeous, but its conflict free high-mindedness and lack of drama made it a bit of a snooze. I was hoping to get the beauty of the Russian film with something more trashily entertaining, but the Russian sequences have been heavily cropped and crudely reprinted on grainy stock, which pretty much ruins them.
The only thing to commend about the US film is the actress who plays the alien, she does a good job at being strange and otherworldly, aided by some clever lighting.
That's Dennis Hopper on the right, in an early career high as one of the alien's snacks.
Love Streams from 1984, John Cassavetes' last film as a director, with another amazing performance from Gena Rowlands. For the first half the film cuts back and forth between two protagonists, one is a womanising, insomniac alcoholic writer played by Cassavetes. The other is Rowlands as a just divorced mother with mental health issues. Having lost custody of her daughter, she returns from a manic jaunt round Europe. They meet an hour into the film (the nature or their relationship doesn't become clear till later) and spiral off into mutual fuckedupness, till it all ends with a small menagerie of animals and a surreal musical sequence worthy of David Lynch.
Absolutely amazing and never miserable as it's also darkly funny and ultimately strangely hopeful. A sequence where Cassavetes' absent father is asked to look after his eight year old son for a day by one of his ex-wives, gets the kid drunk and takes him to Vegas only to abandon him to chase after women is an appalling, yet wickedly funny depiction of truly shitty parenting.
Rowlands is one of the greatest of all screen actors and she is still criminally underrated. She played emotionally/mentally vulnerable women without a shred of sentimentality or self-pity. There is a defiant toughness to her characters which makes her as electrifying as Brando at his best. Despite playing several characters with mental health issues for Cassavetes, she never allowed herself to come across as victimised. Awards voters love an obvious victim turn, so she's never been properly recognised as one of the great actors of her generation. Here she plays a woman who loves too much, which becomes too much to deal with for everyone but Cassavetes' equally damaged character. With an actress who would have made less interesting choicest, this could have come off as maudlin but Rowlands' performance undermines any emotional vanity or sign-posting. She never indicates how one should feel about her characters, which is what makes her so compelling.
Cassavetes too gives a fantastic performance (clearly not looking very well though) and he is up there with my all time favourite directors. The characters in his films feel so alive and unpredictable, there is constant tension because anything could happen. Cassavetes, the godfather of the American indie film, at this point had abandoned the improvisational cinema verite style he had basically invented. The film has a dreamlike quality, features a shape shifting dog and ends as a mini-opera. Love Streams is a two and a half hour character study and it had me on the edge of my seat throughout. Watched this on a gorgeous Criterion restauration.