Showing posts with label Mark Hartley. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mark Hartley. Show all posts

Thursday, 20 October 2016

Not Quite Hollywood: The Wild, Untold Story of Ozploitation!
Dir: Mark Hartley
2008
*****
Of all of cinema's different styles, I think it is fair to say that exploitation has the most sub-genres. Most people have heard of Sexploitation and Blaxploitation and connoisseurs of the b-movie will know their Nazisploitation from their Nunsploitation and will enjoy the odd Chambara and the occasional Giallo but not that many people outside of Australia are (or at least weren't) aware of Ozploitation. Ozploitation was all of the above but were made in Australia and are about as Australian as you can get. Mad Max is probably the most famous one but many people won't know of the association. Mark Hartley grew up in the 70's and 80's and was fanatical about the b-movies his country was then producing but when he tried to look into the history of Australian film many years later, he found a huge gap were these films should have been. The film establishment of Oz weren't proud of these film and they were overlooked and dismissed as worthless, talentless pieces of smutty garbage. To be fair, some of the films are indeed smutty but none of them are worthless, talentless or garbage. Hartley then began what would be five long years of meticulous research into the sub-genre and wrote the screenplay for a feature length documentary. Absolutely no one was interested, so as a last-ditch attempt on getting it made (and because he had heard that he was a fan after he had dedicated Kill Bill to Brian Trenchard-Smith - one of the more prolific directors of the genre) he sent 100 pages of the script to Quentin Tarantino. Tarantino replied the next day and with his help he finally got the film made five years later, after more research and around 250 hours’ worth of interviews from pretty much everyone involved in the genre that was still alive, including Tarantino, Brian Trenchard-Smith, Jamie Lee Curtis, Dennis Hopper, George Lazenby, George Miller, Barry Humphries, Stacy Keach and John Seale. Hartley's brilliant and rather comprehensive documentary acknowledges the great mainstream films that Australia was producing but also acts as a historically accurate document and rather loving tribute. He breaks the film into four chapters, starting with the Australian new-wave and then concentrating in the three sub-genres of exploitation that Ozploitation excelled at; the action film, the horror and the sex romp. The most important element to get right in this kind of documentary is the editing. Just interweaving interview with film footage isn't enough, the film needs a fluidity in its structure and the structure needs to follow a certain route, whether it be chronological or by theme or person etc and Hartley manages it brilliantly. He really does explain the evolution of what was a fast growing industry and he explores much of what was happening behind the screen rather than just churn out old footage and talk about it. He talks about the safety of the pictures too and asks direct questions of the directors of films that crew members were seriously hurt making and discusses the tragic deaths of other crew members that changed the rules and regulations of how films were made globally. It's as exciting as it is informative and it opened my eyes to many great films that I would have otherwise overlooked, it's absolutely brilliant.

Sunday, 29 November 2015

Electric Boogaloo: The Wild, Untold Story of Cannon Films
Dir: Mark Hartley
2014
****
Mark Hartley's Electric Boogaloo: The Wild, Untold Story of Cannon Films is a great insight into the infamous movie studios that B-Movie/action fans (and cinephiles) have been waiting for. The studio was founded by Dennis Friedland and Chris Dewey, the pair famously never spent more than $300,000 on a movie and most of them were remakes of Swedish soft-porn films. The studio only really gained its reputation after Israeli cousins Menahem Golan and Yoram Globus bought it in 1979 for half a million dollars. The amateur filmmakers changed the way films were made (and weren't made) from then on with their own unique business formula. They bought cinemas, took over the VHS market and ripped off every hit film that came out. They sold films based on posters they mocked up, they threw money at franchises and made cheap versions when their offers were accepted. Their films were mostly dreadful but gloriously so. Cannon Films defined an era of film making in many respects and I remember perusing their titles in the video shop every day on the way home from school, wishing I was old enough to rent them. They damaged cinema in many respects and paved the way for corruption which lead to a severe drop in quality but they are undoubtedly an influence to independent filmmakers, although many learn from their mistakes. You can't argue with their catalog of films though, ranging from awful to absolute B-Movie masterpieces, with the odd standard masterpiece here and there, the studio is almost a genre unto itself. Their films include the good; Breakin', Runaway Train, Lifeforce, the bad; Masters of the Universe, Superman IV: The Quest for Peace, and the weird; The Apple, Bolero, Hercules, as well as modern classics such as American Ninja, Death Wish 2-5 and The Delta Force. All of them are below-standard but all of them are wonderful in their own little ways. Menahem Golan and Yoram Globus heard about this documentary and the buzz it was accumulating and decided not to participate, instead, they made their own, cheaper version and got it released on DVD four months before. Essential viewing for film lovers.