Showing posts with label Ivan Reitman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ivan Reitman. Show all posts

Friday, June 6, 2025

DAVID CRONENBERG'S SHIVERS (1975): THE BIRTH OF BODY HORROR?

SHIVERS (1975) d. David Cronenberg (Canada)




1975’s Shivers aka They Came from Within is a wonderfully squirmy milestone in Canadian horror cinema... and horror cinema in general, in that it announced writer/director David Cronenberg to moviegoers everywhere, and the world has never been the same since.

Friday, June 14, 2024

GHOSTBUSTERS (1984) HITS THE BIG 4-0!!!

GHOSTBUSTERS (1984) d. Ivan Reitman (USA)
GHOSTBUSTERS 2 (1989) d. Ivan Reitman (USA)
GHOSTBUSTERS: ANSWER THE CALL (2016) d. Paul Feig (USA)
GHOSTBUSTERS: AFTERLIFE (2021) d. Jason Reitman (USA)
GHOSTBUSTERS: FROZEN EMPIRE (2024) d. Gil Kenan (USA)




(Apologies for the dicey audio - apparently my microphone wasn't plugged in, so you're getting that sweet, sweet laptop mic instead.)

40 years ago, no one had ever seen anything quite like Ghostbusters. A movie populated with hilarious and charming heroes and genuinely scary ghosts. A story that made you laugh one minute and scream the next. A big-budget comedy festooned with elaborate special effects. Despite the unconventional concept, director Ivan Reitman and co-writer/co-star Harold Ramis refashioned Dan Aykroyd's original story treatment of interdimensional ghost hunters into a contemporary comedy set in New York City. Bill Murray and Ernie Hudson eventually filled out the titular quartet, alongside rising stars Sigourney Weaver and Rick Moranis, with improvising galore and guffaws aplenty.

Thursday, August 16, 2012

CANNIBAL GIRLS (1973) review


Cannibal Girls (1973) (1st viewing) d. Reitman, Ivan

“They do EXACTLY what you think they do!” Before he acquired the golden touch with smart, snappy winners like Stripes, Meatballs and Ghostbusters, director Reitman toiled on this uneven horror comedy, featuring future SCTV stars Eugene Levy and Andrea Martin as a groovy guitarist and his whinging gal pal who spend a romantic getaway at a remote and mysterious bed & breakfast. Because it never quite commits to a specific course (and because much of the dialogue was reputedly improvised), the comic bits never really catch fire and the loosey goosey ramblings leave the chills out in the cold. On the plus side, the titular trio of crunchin’ munchin’ Bonnie Nelson, Randall Carpenter, and sexymama brunette Mira Pawluk keeps interests alive whenever they’re onscreen doing their disrobing n’ disemboweling thing, and there is a certain freakish attraction to seeing the American Pie franchise veteran sporting an impossibly lush white-guy ’fro and ’stache. (The unrecognizable Levy’s voice even seems dubbed at times.) In the end, this is more curiosity piece than forgotten gem, a glimpse at better things to come.