Eight decades after WWII, many in the United Kingdom now question why Lt. Col.
Robert Blair “Paddy” Mayne never received his nation’s highest military honor,
the Victoria Cross (VC), nor has any other member of the Special Air Service
(SAS), the commando unit he led throughout North Africa and Italy. In fact, no subsequent
SAS commando has received the VC, which is strange, considering their valorous
history. The hit show prompting these questions also offers an obvious
explanation. The snobby officer class happily let the SAS fight and die on
their behalf, but they never considered the highly effective but
ill-disciplined unit proper soldiers. The disdain was mutual, at least it is
throughout the second season of creator-writer Steven Knight’s Rogue Heroes (a.k.a.
SAS Rogue Heroes), still adapted from Ben McIntyre’s nonfiction book, which
premieres tomorrow on MGM+.
At
the end of season one, Lt. Col. David Sterling, the co-founder of the SAS and
then-Major Mayne’s commanding officer had been captured and interned in an
Italian POW compound. Consequently, he has far less screentime in season two.
However, Mayne more than capably picks up the slack. He also gets a new
Sterling, Lt. Col. Bill Sterling, who is much more a proper officer according
to the way top brass thinks. Of course, Mayne considers him an aristocratic
dilettante. Nevertheless, the new Sterling is a better, more conscientious
advocate for the SAS, or the SRS (Special Raiding Service), as they are
temporarily renamed, than Mayne realizes.
Regardless,
Montgomery and Allied command continues sending the SAS/SRS on foolhardy
advance missions, paving the way for the regular army’s Italian invasion,
because they keep surviving, killing many Germans and fascists in the process.
Given their track record, Eve Mansour, the Algerian-born Free-French spy, who
also happened to be David Sterling’s lover, hopes to rendezvous with Paddy
Mayne, hoping to support his efforts and possibly glean some intel for De
Gaulle regarding the expected invasion of France. Surely, the SAS (as they
insist on calling themselves) will be in thick of any such operation.
One
way or another, the SAS/SRS keeps rolling, but they are all not completely
immune to the horrors of war, just the increasingly in/famous Paddy Mayne, who
does not merely laugh in he face of death—he double-dog-dares it. There is no
question Mayne is the star of season two and Jack O’Connell runs with it.
Indeed,
O’Connell swaggers, snarls, and howls like a champion. You would almost think
O’Connell was classically trained, given Mayne commanding bravura poetry
recitations—one of the commando officer’s many eccentricities that worries
Staff Sgt Jim Almonds, his designated conscience and voice of reason. That is a
tough duty to draw.
It
is also hard sharing the screen with O’Connell, but Corin Silva and Theo
Barklem-Biggs shine developing season two’s other standout characters, Almonds
and Sgt. Reg Seekings. Indeed, Barklem-Biggs would generate awards buzz in a
more perfect world for the way he portrays Seekings’ PTSD (as we would call it
today), as well as his righteous fury at the civilian casualties resulting from
the National Socialists’ ruthlessness.
Considered the granddaddy of environmentally-themed end-of-the-world novels, George
R. Stewart’s pandemic epic was also inducted into the libertarian Prometheus Hall
of Fame. Yet, it was only previously adapted for the radio (starring John Dehner).
Seventy-five years-plus after it was originally published, the doomsday disease
scenario obviously lands differently. Regardless, life must go on for the few
people still left alive, in creator Todd Komarnicki’s six-episode Earth
Abides, which premieres tomorrow on MGM+.
Geologist
Ish was on a rock-hunting expedition when he was bitten by a rattlesnake. He
partially extracts the venom, but for days, he fitfully slips in and out of
consciousness. When he finally comes to, he finds civilization has fallen, much
like Rick Grimes in The Walking Dead, or Bill Masen in The Day of the
Triffids. (By the way, Ish’s mother named him after Christopher Isherwood,
not Ish Kabibble.)
Ish’s
first encounter with survivors turns out to be quite depressing. Appropriately,
it happens in Las Vegas, stirring up memories of The Stand, which
Stephen King readily concedes was partly inspired by Stewart’s novel. Frankly,
the scene is so bad, he figures he might as well head home, but on the way, he
chances across Lucky, a very good dog, who will be his loyal companion for
years.
Next,
he comes across Emma, who is special. Like the woman he previously encountered,
she also lost a child, but she is mentally stronger. She is also quite resourceful,
especially when it comes to hunting and gardening. Since they sort of are the
last man and woman in the world, they start building their new family and
community in Ish’s San Lupo Drive neighborhood.
Despite
Ish’s reservations, Emma leaves instructions for how other survivors might find
them—and some do. The first few turn out well, but Charlie and his band of
wanderers are a different matter. They charm most of the San Lupo residents,
but Ish and the audience can tell Charlie is a vicious sociopath.
Clearly,
Komarnicki has had a busy month, considering Earth Abides releases less
than two weeks after the opening of Bonhoeffer, which both attest to his
interesting taste in source material. Frankly, there are many competing takeaways
viewers could glean from his adaptation of Stewart, beyond the environmental
implications. Some might see Charlie’s invasion and exploitation of survivor
communities as an analogy for either illegal immigration or colonization.
However, one thing is undeniably in the world of San Lupo: gun ownership is absolutely
necessary for survival.
Throughout
the series, Komarnicki and directors Bronwen Hughes, Stephen S. Campanelli (Momentum,
Grand Isle), and Rachel Leiterman maintain a good deal of tension, while
showing the passage of years and even decades. Komarnicki and his writing team tinker
with many of the details of Stewart’s original story, but they stay quite
faithful to his original conception of Ish’s character.
The 1981 Laurel Canyon quadruple homicides were not quite as personal to
Michael Connelly as the Black Dahlia murder was to James Ellroy, but the crimes
stuck in his head ever since he covered it as a crime beat reporter. It was
just one of those cases that took on a life of its own, because of its
scandalous connections to Liberace and adult film “actor” John Holmes. Connelly
takes yet another deep dive into the cold case, adapting his podcast for television
as the host-narrator and executive producer of The Wonderland Massacre &
the Secret History of Hollywood, which premieres Sunday on MGM+.
A
few days before the 4th of July, four people were found brutally bludgeoned
to death in a Laurel Canyon home, with a fifth left for dead. Somehow, she
survived, but she could never identify her attackers. Given the volume of blood
and the number of victims, the police deduced there was more than one killer.
The
question of who struck the blows would be contentiously argued in court, but
every investigation pointed towards the drug lord, whom some of the residents
living at the Wonderland Avenue home had just robbed in a violent home invasion.
Eddie Nash (Adel Nasrallah) was a Palestinian immigrant who came to Hollywood
to be an actor but only landed a small part on a Cisco Kid episode.
Instead, he became arguably the biggest coke dealer in LA, who also owned a
series of nightclubs, to facilitate his illicit trade.
In
a twist of fate, Liberace wanted to invest in nightclubs, so somehow, he became
Nash’s silent partner. His “boy toy” Scott Thorson (played by Matt Damon in the
HBO movie) was their go-between. Thorson was also an addict, so he quickly
became a customer as well. So was Holmes, but the man considered the
inspiration for Dirk Diggler in Boogie Nights also bought from the Wonderland
Avenue gang.
The
multiple investigations and criminal trials that followed were epic in scope,
but tragically ultimate justice was almost completely denied. Connelly and the
various investigating officers all agree Thorson and Holmes were both probably
compulsive liars, but the recently deceased (as of only last month) Thorson
clearly emerges as the more credible witness and the better person. At least he
expresses remorse for involvement in the illegal drug trade and he clearly
wanted Nash to pay for the Wonderland murders.
Throughout
all four episodes, Connelly shows his ease talking and relating to the cops and
assistant district attorneys who worked the Wonderland case. It is clear how he
developed law enforcement sources while working as a reporter and probably continued
to benefit from their expert opinions once he started writing full-time.
This seriies is a lot like Miami Vice, but the fashions are 1970s
polyester, instead of 1980s pastels. The commodity dominating South Florida
nightlife is still cocaine and the Mutiny Hotel’s club was the hottest spot around.
Roman Compte did not want to get any closer to the drug business than managing
the Mutiny, but he gets pulled into a full-fledged drug war in
creator-showrunner Chris Brancato’s eight-episode Hotel Cocaine, which
premieres Sunday on MGM+.
Compte
was born Roman Cabal, but he changed it to break from his brother Nestor Cabal,
who controls the coke trade in Miami/Dade County. Instead, as the manager of
the Mutiny, he hosts the wildest, drug-fueled hedonism you can find in America.
Maybe he should have kept further away from the illicit business, because DEA
Agent Zulio decides to make him an informant, to capitalize on his family connections
and access to information, whether he likes it or not.
Frankly,
even Compte realizes he should have lawyered up when Zulio threatened to take
his daughter Valleria away. Instead, he talks his way back into Cabal’s life
and business, soon implicating himself in several crimes. He and his family also
become targets when a Colombian cartel launches a war against the home-grown
Cuban syndicates, like Cabal’s organization.
Zulio
just wants to bust Cabal and be done with it, but DC is more concerned about
the Colombians’ Communist connections—and they well should. Of course, Latin American
Marxist terrorists have always been deeply involved in the narcotics traffic.
Castro was too. Of course, Cabal would never agree to a partnership if it
enriched Castro. He is a drug kingpin and a killer several times over, but
having witnessed Castro’s horrors first-hand, he could never enrich such an oppressive,
mass-murdering regime.
Some
partisans might be put off by the presence of a corrupt Republican congressman,
but Hotel Cocaine is rather astute in its references to Castro’s longtime
profitable sponsorship of drug trafficking. Indeed, it will complicate efforts
to negotiate a truce between Cabal and the mysterious Yolanda, who is leading
the Cartel’s Miami campaign.
There
is also a lot of vicarious sin and old school nostalgia for the hard-drinking,
hard-partying 1970s in the first seven (out of eight) episodes provided for
review. Supposedly, Hotel Cocaine exposes the cost of unchecked vice,
but it usually just makes the Mutiny look like a shamelessly fun party.
Even
if its moralizing is counter-productive, Hotel Cocaine is well stocked
with colorful performances. Michael Chiklis (from The Shield) is no
stranger to playing morally compromised cops. Rather intriguingly, his
portrayal of Zulio starts out completely reprehensible, but than gets more
human and complex in the later episodes.
In this far-future universe, AI’s have some legal recognition of sentience,
so maybe the new actor and screenwriter contracts will be invalidated. Of
course, they are still programmed to serve mankind and given Asimov-esque prime
directives. Frankly, humanity has more pressing work for them than movie-making,
because starvation and strife are strangling the far-flung human colonies. This
“space lighthouse” is stationed in a remote corner of the galaxy, but it might
be on the frontlines of human evolution and first contact in creator Zak Penn’s
Beacon 23, based on the novel by Hugh Howey, which premieres tomorrow on
MGM+.
Due
to a freak malfunction, Beacon-keeper Solomon Smythe is unable to warn an
approaching space cruiser of the dark matter iceberg in its path. Only one soul
is saved aboard the life-pod he rescues. As luck would have it, she is Aster
Calyx, an operative of the QTA company, dispatched to investigate the mysterious
rocks he discovered orbiting the beacon.
Complications
soon set in when Bart, the station AI unmasks Smythe as military deserter Halan
Kai Nelson, who replaced the real Smythe. Nelson tries to hold Calyx captive,
but her personal semi-sentient holographic AI, Harmony, soon has her freed. She
and Nelson will have to forge an uneasy truce to defend the station against the
pirates (or “wreckers”) we see forcibly entering the station during the first
episode’s prologue. Indeed, they seem to have a lot in common when they start
to understand how the stones drew them both to Beacon 23.
This
is sort of “big dumb object” science fiction, except the “artifact” seems smarter
than any of the characters. It is also a lot like Solaris, but with more
action (which isn’t hard to accomplish). The AI can also be a bit twitchy, but Bart
never goes the full HAL 9000. You might recognize many elements, but Penn and
the writers re-assemble them in ways that feel fresh.
The
alliance between Calyx and Nelson evolves in a manner that is interesting and
credible. Lena Headey and Stephan James develop a nice on-screen rapport that
definitely helps the series flow. Yet, some of best episodes are flashbacks to
earlier eras on the Beacon. Howey’s source novel is a “fixed-up” of five
related short stories, which is reflected in the series. However, in this case,
it brings more variety that actually distinguishes Beacon 23 from other
recent shows (like The Ark or Silo, also based on a Howey novel).
Every major flashback is justified (except maybe the in media res opening),
because they establish information and events that will be hugely significant
later.
Robert Bloch is overdue for a retrospective film series somewhere, but for now,
we’ll just have to keep waiting. At least viewers are reminded Hitchcock’s Psycho
was (relatively faithfully) based on Bloch’s novel, which was largely
inspired by the case of Ed Gein, a.k.a. “The Plainfield Ghoul.” Gein is
considered the first modern American serial killer, even though he was only
directly connected to two murders. For the first time ever, several forensic
experts (and a few podcasters) finally hear Gein’s own voice on newly
discovered police recordings in the four-part documentary special Psycho:
The Lost Tapes of Ed Gein, directed by James Buddy Day, which premieres tomorrow
on MGM+.
In
1957, the crimes Gein committed were truly shocking. Even in the jaded 2023 of
today, they are still plenty disturbing, but we have been somewhat conditioned
to their nature, by the movies he inspired. Psycho and The Texas
Chainsaw Massacre were directly modeled on Gein and there is a little bit
of him in Hannibal Lecter too.
Consequently,
you might be able to imagine some of the horror investigators found at the Gein
house. They were there because of his impulsive and not well-thought-out murder
of Bernice Worden. What they found was a horror show of body parts, either
strewn about his apartment and as well as housewares and clothing crafted out
of skin and body parts. However, most of gruesome materials were plundered from
the local cemetery. In fact, several of the talking heads understandably make a
big deal that there was never a proper accounting of what Gein took from where.
Frankly,
Gein’s voice on the titular long-lost tapes is rather underwhelming, in a maybe
predictably banal way. Arguably, it is more interesting listening to his
primary interviewer, Judge Boyd Clark, a nearby authority figure, who happened
to own a portable tape-recorder. As a jurist, he might have found his questions
to be leading. On the other hand, he remains remarkably calm, despite the
absolutely ghastly circumstances, drawing out Gein to a surprising extent.
The
empathy and respect for the victims expressed by several contemporary forensic experts
and Gein biographers is also quite notable. In an awkward contrast, the jokey banter
of the “Last Podcast on the Left” true crime bros often feels inappropriate.
Generally speaking, the dramatic recreations are competent and sometimes
evocative, with relatively little tackiness. However, some of the ironic archival
stock footage incorporated to make the 1950s look silly and sinister reflects a
questionable bias. We remember Gein because he was the first and a shocking anomaly.
When someone commits similar crimes today, they barely rate a Dateline special,
so let’s stop pretending the 1950s were an era of terrifying violence.
The realtor did indeed disclose the brutal mass murder of the DeFeo
family at 112 Ocean Avenue, but like all good New Yorkers, the Lutz Family
bought it anyway, because it was a whole lot of house, for not a lot of money.
It is hard to blame them—it had water access and a boathouse. Of course, their
experiences there became the stuff of a best-selling book and a horror
franchise. It even had its own episode of In Search Of…, which covered
the case much more economically than the four-part documentary, Amityville:
An Origin Story, directed by Jack Riccobono, but the first episode is still
pretty creepy when it premieres Sunday on MGM+.
Several
years ago, Daniel Lutz, the oldest son of Kathleen Lutz and stepfather George
Lutz, told his story in My Amityville Horror. This time around, their
middle child, now known as Christopher Quarantino tells the tale from his
perspective. The first episode does not even get into the notorious “Red Room,”
but it touches the flies, the cold spots, the ill-fated attempts at blessings,
and the previous DeFeo murders. Much of the notoriety surrounding the house
overlooks the very real true crime tragedy that occurred there. Origin Story
does not fully do it justice yet, at least not in the first installment.
It
also rather unflatteringly portrays the parish priest, Father Pecoraro, blaming
him for not being more proactive exorcising whatever demons haunted the
property. As an interesting counterpoint, the In Search Of episode
somewhat defends Father Pecoraro (who appeared in silhouetted interview
segments), suggesting supernatural forces prevented the Lutz family’s further
attempts to communicate with him.
Paul Carpenter and Sophie Pettingel are too old for Hogwarts. At this point, they
are mostly kind of adults. Fortunately, the J.W. Wells & Co offers a sort
of magical management training program. The tweedy firm administers fateful
coincidences and serendipity, for a fee, but it takes Carpenter a few beats to figure
that out. He was only hired thanks to providential happenstance and dumb luck. Nevertheless,
he must navigate the company’s magical intrigues in Jeffrey Walker’s The
Portable Door, based on Tom Holt’s YA novel, which premieres Saturday on
MGM+.
Carpenter
needs a job, any job, so when an odd chain of events leads him away from a barista
interview to the mysterious Wells Company, he goes ahead and applies for the
open position they have posted. The new CEO, Humphrey Wells seems to give
Carpenter’s explanation more credence than the rest of the board interviewing
him, but sure enough, he lands the paid internship.
Initially,
he gets the cold shoulder from his officemate, Pettingel. She is on the management
training fast track, because she is an actual seer. Carpenter isn’t sure what
his place in the fantastical company could be, but Wells (who just succeeded
his missing father) is convinced he has divination powers that can find the Portable
Door, a magical portal device that theoretically takes users anywhere they want
to go. However, in practice, the door can be a bit unpredictable.
Co-produced
by the Jim Henson Company, Portable Door is an upbeat fantasy with a lot
of visually distinctive world-building. The creature creations are as charming
as you would expect from the Henson team (including goblins and baby dragons),
but the target audience definitely skews young. The energy is high throughout
the film, but not so much the intensity level.
The great controversy of Jack Roland Murphy’s life remains whether his
prison conversion to Christianity was legitimate or opportunistic. Documentary
filmmaker R.J. Cutler fully explores that question, but ignores the second
lingering debate surrounding Murphy: should his nickname be spelled “Murf the
Surf” or “Murph the Surf.” Either way, he led a colorful life and largely
succeeded reinventing himself on multiple occasions. Cutler documents his life
and crimes in the four-part Murf the Surf: Jewels, Jesus and Mayhem in the
USA (with an “f,” but troublingly, no Oxford comma), which premieres tomorrow
on MGM+.
Murphy
was the ultimate Florida criminal of his time, who probably helped pave the way
for Miami Vice and Carl Hiaasen novels. He was a champion surfer
(eventually inducted into the Hall of Fame), who developed a lucrative side-gig
as a jewel thief (which quickly became his main line of work). He and his buddy
pulled off the infamous theft of the Star of India from the American Museum of
Natural History, more or less as an improvised lark. When they were arrested
for the crime, their good looks and cool demeanor made them media sensations.
The
Star of India heist was later dramatized in the 1975 movie Murph the Surf (with
a “p” and “h”), which Cutler and company scrupulously ignore. (It obviously could
not encompass Murphy’s second act conversion, but Phillip Lambro’s jazzy
soundtrack, featuring Bud Shank and Buddy Collette, grooves nicely.) It is
rather convenient to end Murphy’s story when it did, but the truth is, he found
himself serving a life-sentence for murder. According to the jury, Murphy and
his accomplice Jack Griffith viciously killed Annelie Mohn and Terry Rae Frank
in what became known as the infamous “Whiskey Creek Murders,” because they
threatened to expose a stolen securities racket they were all involved in.
That
temporarily put a damper on Murf/ph’s legend, but he managed to reinvent
himself as a prison convert and outreach minister. It will surely be “triggering”
for a lot of insecure people to see Rev. Pat Robertson show up in the
docu-series, but like him or hate him, he really did do a lot of prison ministering.
Maybe he was taken in by Murphy, or maybe not, but Robertson was one of many
faith leaders whose testimonials helped Murf secure an early parole.