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Martin – or where it all went wrong for George A. Romero

Wednesday, December 23rd, 2009

Martin (1977) was the film that revealed director George A. Romero’s desire to emulate the middle-brow success of ‘horror’ author Stephen King. It is the tale of a teenage boy who believes he’s a vampire. Obviously, and as Romero confirms in a making of documentary you’ll find on the Arrow’s ’2 Disc Special Edition’, he isn’t; in ‘reality’ he’s just an alienated psycho. The central character comes from a dysfunctional family who believe they suffer from a vampire curse. Despite this, Martin can eat garlic, attend church and walk about in sunlight. His main problem is he is confused and the only way he can get laid is by drugging women; he also murders his rape victims by slashing their wrists with a razor, and then drinks their blood. Eventually he meets a bored housewife who is just gagging for it and whose double entendres are laid on with a trowel.  They get it on and Martin’s urge to rape and kill lessens, and when he does murder he switches to male victims.

Although there are a few jokes and the odd stab at satire, essentially this is a straight and serious film with one-dimensional characters and a terrible soundtrack; and because it isn’t particularly trashy – like say Jess Franco’s Female Vampire – it quickly turns into a snore fest. I really hate movies like Martin, films that go out of their way to project themselves as being better than exploitation efforts but at the same time are so desperate for an audience that they steer well clear of genuine cinematic experimentation.

All the films Romero made before Martin are interesting, afterwards he made nothing of worth seeing apart from the curious but flawed Knightriders (1981). With Night Of The Living Dead (1968), Romero reinvented the zombie movie. He went on to wreck the genre with various re-cuts and remakes of his first film, not to mention the tedious follow-ups. Romero’s sophomore feature There’s Always Vanilla (1971) is a perfectly watchable second-rank attempt at an underground movie; it’s about guy who doesn’t really know what he wants to do but lands a top advertising job to keep his girlfriend happy. It isn’t as good as Hi, Mom! (1970, Brian de Palma) or David Holzman’s Diary (1967, Jim McBride), but it is a lot better than The Wedding Party (1969, Brian de Palma).

George Romero’s third flick Hungry Wives AKA Season of the Witch (1972) has at its centre a bored housewife who gets into witchcraft as a way of spicing up her life. In the middle of Hungry Wives there is a beautiful montage of the main character purchasing magical implements cut to Donovan’s song Season of the Witch. This is the best single sequence in any Romero film, and the movie is perhaps his finest too. With The Crazies (1973), Romero successfully returned to the horror genre. This time a virus that turns people into psychotic killers leaves those without the disease fighting for their lives against the swelling ranks of the infected who have it. And that’s that, after The Crazies Romero turned into a bore obsessed with appealing to middle-America. Post The Crazies, even his zombie films suck!

And while you’re at it don’t forget to check – www.stewarthomesociety.org – you know it makes (no) sense!

New World – Believe In Music!

Saturday, August 8th, 2009

Here’s a strange one pop-pickers, I was on the prowl for Viola Wills’ cover of If You Could Read My Mind when I stumbled across a bargain bin copy of the New World album Believe In Music, which features a different version of the tune I was looking for. The band name rang a vague bell, and so I turned the platter over and immediately noticed the Gordon Lightfoot song in the track listing. The album is a 1973 RAK release, and the Mickie Most connection (RAK was his label) brought back vague memories of early seventies singles by New World that were more familiar to me as tunes done by other acts: Rose Garden covered by Lynne Anderson and Tom Tom Turn Around, which had also been waxed by The Sweet. It turns out that New World had other UK hits with Kara, Kara and Sister Jane. They’d even recorded the first version of Living Next Door To Alice, which flopped for them and then went stellar for Smokie.

Anyway, since the bargain bin copy of the New World album I’d come across was in mint condition and had been signed by all three members of the band, I thought it was worth taking a punt on for a quid. I knew several of the tunes on the album, although not these versions – and I also consider Mickie Most to be an interesting producer, since he’s worked with everyone from Donovan via Lulu to The Vibrators. New World I subsequently discovered were an Australian band brought to Europe by the songwriters Nicky Chinn and Mike Chapman.

The opening track Roof Top Singing was New World’s last and most minor UK hit, spending one week at number 50 in the British charts in May 1973, so although I probably heard it once or twice at the time, it isn’t surprising I don’t remember it. It’s a Chinn/Chapman composition and while perfectly pleasant, hardly on a par with the material they wrote for The Sweet. It has a slightly nostalgic 1940s vibe with violins and other orchestral instruments quite high in the mix, and an almost doo wop feel to the vocals. The next song Green Rocky Road is a ‘traditional’ tune arranged by Mickie Most, it hints at reggae off-beats and while mildly toe-tapping never strays far enough from ‘grown-up’ pop to become interesting. Track 3 is a cover of Killing Me Softly with nice vocals and an easy listening arrangement; convincing as crafted pop but it was never gonna compete with Roberta Flack! Track 4 is If You Could Read My Mind, and it comes off as too smoothed out when compared to the Gorden Lightfoot original, and anyway I prefer the disco stomp of the later Viola Wills version. Closing the first side of the LP is a cover of Donovan’s Only The Blues, and this is weak.

Side 2 opens with another mistake, Jolson, which appears to be about the well-known American entertainer. It is vaguely nostalgic and features a second-rate sing-a-along chorus and some really terrible piano playing. I don’t know the song and assume it was written for the band since RAK are the publishers. Next up is the most laid-back cover I’ve ever heard of Bobby Freeman’s Do You Wanna Dance, and it almost amusing enough in itself to justify the round pound I spent on this platter. It is followed by Sally’s A Lady, which features some well-crafted vocal harmonies and cod-sophisticated guitar work that are nothing to get excited about. Again, I assume this was written for New World since it is published by RAK. The penultimate song is a cover of Morning Has Broken that closely follows the Cat Stevens’ arrangement. Once again this is pleasant enough, but you might as well be listening to the Cat Stevens and I’m no fan of him either! The album closes with the title track, I Do Believe In Music, a fey waste-of-time with over-prominent violin parts and a leaden rhythm. It should go without saying the song was probably written for the group, since it is published by RAK.

In the early seventies New World were regular guests on the BBC TV show The Two Ronnies, and it is clear they were being pitched at more than just teeny-boppers. Sophisticated pop is an oxymoron, but Mickie Most is shameless enough to try his hand at anything – never forget he bought out the Heavy Metal Kids contract from Atlantic Records. Now that is a seriously bad musical decision! Note to record collector scum: Believe In Music by New World didn’t make the UK charts and is thus relatively rare, but I am open to reasonable offers (which means something over thirty knicker).

And while you’re at it don’t forget to check – www.stewarthomesociety.org – you know it makes (no) sense!