Showing posts with label Harry Hamlin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Harry Hamlin. Show all posts

Tuesday, 9 September 2025

Batman: The Animated Series- Moon of the Wolf

 "Thinking of acquiring a new pet, Master Bruce?"

This episode- a straightforward tale with a one-off villain, doesn't seem to be well-regarded. Perhaps that's understandable: fans don't want one-off villains, they want the rogues' gallery. Plus this episode, quite noticeably, gives most of the screen time to the guest characters and relatively little to the Batman, although we get more development of Batman's relations with Alfred, Jim Gordon and Harvey Bullock.

And yet... I rather like this clever little script from Len Wein, about a werewolf on the surface but, in reality, about someone who gains fame and fortune from using drugs to achieve success at sport, only to end up controlled and used by the provider of the drug. The ending is very nicely done- it's left open whether or not Milo will ever face justice, there being very little evidence, while Anthony Romulus (nice bit of nominative determinism there) is ruined. One thinks of the likes of Florence Griffiths-Joyner...

This episode has a real subtext and is about something. And art, even if it doesn't claim to be great art, should be appreciated for such things.

Tuesday, 5 August 2025

Batman: The Animated Series- Joker's Wild

 "It's an homage to me! I'm kind of sorry I have to blow it up..."

This episode is really rather good. For a start, the plot (SPOILERS!) is clever: a bankrupt billionaire gives his resort a Joker theme so that said Clown Prince of Crime will take offence and destroy it, allowing the naughty billionaire to pocket the insurance money and avoid ruin. It's clever, has a nice twist, and is a perfect little twenty-two minute mystery.

But, more than that, it's the real joy of seeing Mark Hamill's Joker, who by this point is easily the best villain in the Animated Series, by far. He gets all the best lines ("Why can't he ever stay dead?"), sets a gloriously bonkers blackjack-themed deathtrap for the Batman, and just hogs your attention throughout. This Joker is a delight.

But there's more, as the Gotham of this version of Batman continues to be fleshed out and given texture- more of Summer Gleeson, more development of Arkham Asylum, with consistent staff members- and the Joker's fun little spat with Poison Ivy.

Two thirds into the first season or thereabouts, and it's increasingly looking like the finished article.

Sunday, 27 March 2022

Clash of the Titans (1981)

 "Once he tried to ravish me disguised as a cuttlefish..."

This is Ray Harryhausen's last film. His career was, of course, long and magnificent, but the best bits were the three Sinbad films and this. Harryhausen the American stop motion genius- surely the greatest special effects maestro of all time, from a time before CGI- finished his career here, gracing us with his presence in this England until the end of his pleasingly long days. By all accounts he was a really nice bloke, a good thing to hear particularly of a genius.

He does his usual brilliant stuff in this film- the kraken, the owl, the vulture, Medusa and so on, as he always does. As usual, he gets his ezxecutrive producer credit to demonsrate that,unusually, the special effects guy is one of the stars. Ray Harryhausen was unique. I can't see us knowing his like again.

This is the tale of Perseus, from the myths, pretty much straight, or at least as straight as the practicalities of stop motion will allow. Harry Hamlin and Judi Bowker are competent and pretty, but the real acting chops lie elsewhere. We have Burgess Meredith, first and foremost, outshining everyone. But we also have the gods, capricious as the myths demand. And so we have Larry himself as Zeus, Jack Gwillim as Poseidon and a veritable pantheon of goddeses with Ursula Andress, Claire Bloom and the extraordinary Maggie Smith as Thetis.

The film is a refreshingly straightforward and highly straightforward retelling of the myth. It's a B movie, whatever its fame. It may be a tad slowy paced at times, but I challenge you not to love it.