Honestly, it is far better when a film calls that mythical snow-beast a yeti rather
than an “abominable snowman.” The former is much quicker to type and easier to
pronounce, so this film already has points in its favor. In the late 1940s,
Alaska wasn’t even a state yet. Largely seen as a wild and snowy frontier,
there could have been anything up there, as far as most Americans were concerned—and
in this film, they weren’t wrong. Oil man Merriell Sunday Sr. went there looking
for oil, but he found something else instead. Cartographer Ellie Bannister
agrees to guide the search party looking for him and her explorer father,
Hollis Bannister, in director-screenwriters Gene Gallerano & William
Pisciotta’s The Yeti, which releases this coming Tuesday on DVD and
BluRay.
Supposedly
old man Sunday was scouting for oil, but Bannister knows her eccentric old man
wouldn’t waste his time on that, no matter how much money the tycoon offered. Nevertheless,
they have been out of contact for far too long, so she agrees to join the rescue
operation organized by Merriell Sunday Jr. (who definitely displays deep-seated
father issues).
Somehow,
they land in the middle of a massive storm that even interferes with Bannister’s
compass. Consequntly, they get lost, quickly and badly. Viewers definitely
wouldn’t enjoy getting lost with the entitled Junior Sunday or the abrasive good
old boy demolition specialist Daniel “Dynamite” Hewitt—and neither does
Bannister. However, comms specialist Booker (who was the Enola Gay’s radio man)
is a good guy and scarred war hero Leander Coates has her back too, despite his
mildly psychotic tendencies. Of course, when the yeti (or yetis) attack, all
bets are off.
Gallerano
& Pisciotta serve up several hat-tips to the Indiana Jones movies that are
rather endearing. However, some of the deliberately retro practical effects are
a little too successful, looking more like genuine cheesiness rather than loving
homages. Frankly, the film shows symptoms of an identity crisis, because the
blood-spurting gore clashes with the nostalgia.
However,
the two old pros, William Sadler and Corbin Bernsen, elevate all their scenes as
Hollis Bannister and Sunday Senior, respectively. They are both entertainingly
flinty and grizzled. Playing against his usual over-the-top type, Jim Cummings
is a surprisingly steadying presence as salt-of-the-earth Booker. Plus, Linc
Hand delivers truly withering death stares as brooding Coates.
Poor New York football fans. Recent years have been tough and there is plenty of
blame to go around. At least in this show, Jets fans can focus their anger on
one man. That would be All-Pro running back Reggie Dinkins, who was banned for
gambling right before the Super Bowl, which the Jets went on to lose—badly.
Dickins still wants the color commentary gigs and his rightful place in the
Hall of Fame, so he hired semi-disgraced documentarian Arthur Tobin to rehabilitate
his image. It might just work, but not in the way he hopes, because the embarrassing
moments Tobin captures, of both Dinkins and himself, could go along way towards
humanizing them in creators Robert Carlock & Sam Means’ The Fall and
Rise of Reggie Dinkins, which starts its regular run tomorrow on NBC.
This is
not an American remake of The Fall and Rise of Reginald Perrin, despite the
weirdly similar titles. This Reggie is essentially the Pete Rose of football.
He says he only bet on himself, but his media apology tour was a disaster.
Initially, his ex-wife manager Monica Reese-Dinkins was against hiring Tobin, but
she starts to warm to the filmmaker and his methods in the second episode, “Nittany
Means Big.” The title refers to a disastrous prank Reese-Dinkins covered up for
her then fiancĂ© during their college years. It is an example of the show’s
football references, which should be sufficiently specific for fans, but not
too deep in the weeds for more casual viewers.
The
pilot, which previously premiered after an NFL playoff game is very much a
getting-to-know-you episode, introducing Dinkins, his ex, their son Carmelo,
and his influencer fiancĂ©e, Brina, as well as his wacky “neighbor,” Rusty Boyd,
Dinkins’ best friend (the former back-up kicker), who lives in his basement. We
also learn about Tobin’s disgrace, when a video of his meltdown trying to helm
a Marvel movie starts going viral again.
Frankly,
the next three episodes are somewhat sharper and funnier than the
premise-setting pilot. The title of episode three, “Put it on Your Cabbage,” refers
to an amusing subplot, wherein Dinkins loses his final endorsement. It also allows
co-leads Tracy Morgan and Daniel Radcliffe to build some chemistry as their
characters both endure public humiliation, at a New Jersey restaurant and a
documentary film festival. (Those scenes were filmed on location outside the Elinor
Bunin Monroe Film Center.)
“Save the
Cat,” written by Grace Edwards, features a funny guest appearance by Corbin
Bernsen as Dinkins’ bitter former coach Duck Donovan, who will hopefully become
a recurring character. Bobby Moynihan also mines plenty of humor from his schlubby
Boyd tutoring the reluctant Reese-Dinkins on dating app strategy.
Anyone who knows anything about horror movies understands only bad things happen
at summer camp. That is just as true for Camp Almar in this film as it was for
Camp Crystal Lake in the Friday the 13th franchise. However,
the situation is a lot more complicated for young, insecure Morgan. His camp
harbors some seriously sinister secrets in Daniel DelPurgatorio’s Marshmallow,
which starts streaming tomorrow on Shudder.
Awkward
Morgan could use a boost of confidence, so his kindly grandfather Roy cautiously
suggests two months of summer camp might not be such a bad thing. Then he has a
heart attack and dies. Morgan’s parents send him to camp anyway.
Maybe
old Roy was right. Morgan quickly befriends fellow nerds Dirk and Raj. He also
meets Pilar, a girl who is willing to talk to him. Unfortunately, he must room
with CJ, the camp’s violent bully. Morgan is also freaked out by the stories of
“The Doctor,” the camp’s supposed bogeyman (told round the old campfire, with
hot chocolate—hence the title). Consequently, his friends initially assume his
imagination has simply gotten the better of him when Morgan warns them the
Doctor is tazing kids with a cattle prod. Yet, sure enough, it turns out to be
true.
DelPurgatorio
and screenwriter Andy Greskoviak deliver plenty of fan-pleasing retro 80’s
horror vibes, while still telling a relatively original story. This is more
than a slasher film, but it still has some of those elements. Nevertheless,
there is little outright gore in Marshmallow. Instead, DelPurgatorio
prioritizes suggestive mood and eerie atmosphere. Although it culminates with
some genuinely surprising lunacy, the second act is arguably even more fun, in
a nostalgic, throwback kind of way.