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Touch of Evil

 

It’s Orson Welles’ birthday today (he would have been 98), and so here’s a little thing I recently wrote about one of his masterpieces, TOUCH OF EVIL

 

TOUCH OF EVIL

 

Here is a movie that can’t be contained by a single paragraph. There’s not a single aspect of its essence that lacks for greatness. Before you even see a human being in the frame, TOUCH OF EVIL announces its excellence with Russell Metty’s landmark camerawork, roving up and over the terrain of the bordertown where the story takes place. The typically cool, swinging, swaggering score is by Henry Mancini.

 

 

 

 

Then the movie brings in its sole source of light in Janet Leigh, and one of its many sources of weirdness in Charlton Heston, playing her new husband. His role is as a Mexican cop, and of all the memorable histrionics Heston snarled through gritted teeth over the course of his career, there’s good reason he was never revered for his accent work.

 

Mexican

 

The sudden and conspicuous explosion of a car brings law enforcement officials to the scene, most notably Hank Quinlan, who is played by an unrecognizable Orson Welles, who also wrote and directed. As galvanizing a figure as he was in CITIZEN KANE and as romantic a figure as he was in THE LADY FROM SHANGHAI, that’s how grotesque and captivating Welles is as Hank Quinlan. As visually repellent as Welles makes himself here, there’s a magnetism that makes him the immediate and eternal center of this film, and it’s wholly believable that Marlene Dietrich’s Tanya still carries residual feelings for Quinlan, no matter how far he’s gone to seed. 

 

ORSON & MARLENE THEN

 

TOUCH OF EVIL is one of the more eccentric, unusual of the widely-acknowledged canon classics you’re likely to see. It works as tragic noir but it is also full of strange, unique touches — unless you know of another border thriller where the lovely blond ingenue has a hallucinatory drug trip in a seedy motel. Really! If you haven’t already, check it out, and have your cranial movie glossary instantly expanded.

 

ORANGE

 

 

Here’s a drawing I did of Welles as Hank Quinlan:

(a Hank Quinlan drawing I did)

 

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ANTICLIMAX! A New Drawing.

Posted: March 24, 2014 in Drawings, Movies (C)

 

 

 

 

The Counselor (2013)

 

 

It came to my attention, as I lifted the dusty cover to my sketchbook with a creak, that I haven’t drawn anything in almost four months. That’s even worse than skipping out on going to the gym. At least you walk around and lift stuff, even if you’re not actively working out. To be any good at drawing, you gotta exercise regularly, or your skills atrophy, and I fear that’s kinda where mine are at now.

With that in mind, I dashed off a quick likeness sketch. I finally got around to seeing THE COUNSELOR, written by Cormac McCarthy and directed by Ridley Scott,  and generally dismissed by critics and audiences when it came out last October. But personally I’m never going to rush to discount a movie with weird violence, Rosie Perez, and a pair of leopard henchmen, and I was especially entertained by Javier Bardem’s crazy character and even better, his crazy hair. We can debate the extent of the movie’s merits but let’s please not call it uninteresting.

Anyway, here’s my drawing of Javier Bardem’s crazy hair:

 

 

COUNSELOR

 

 

The Counselor: Javier Bardem

 

Take a dip in the thoughtstream of my Twitter account: @jonnyabomb

   

   

   

I got a new sketchbook today, so this has been happening on my Twitter ever since.

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AL LEONG.

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BRION JAMES.

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ROBERT Z’DAR.

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More to come as the day drags ever on into night….

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If you make a movie like Albert Nobbs, you can be sure that there will be knuckleheads like me who become obsessed with it for all the wrong reasons.  I’m sure Glenn Close is great, she always is.  I’m sure the movie, about an Irish woman who dressed as a man, is uplifting and powerful.  I like how Glenn Close is addressing her more loutish critics, like “Okay, you want to call me ‘mannish’? Fuck you, I’m gonna go all the way in on it and get an Oscar for it then.”  I don’t mean much disrespect by focusing on Albert Nobbs with less than reverence.  But I just can’t escape how much Albert Nobbs resembles so many prominent male actors…

 

Tom Berenger.

 

Denis Leary.

 

Peter O’Toole.

 

Martin Sheen.

 

Martin Short.

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In fact, when I saw the poster for Albert Nobbs, the first thing I thought of was one of my very favorite movie posters…

Woops!  Not that one.

This one…

Anyway.  I’m a dick.  I’m really not sure why any woman would want to blend in amidst my species.

But I did do a drawing.

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Jack.

Posted: November 30, 2011 in Drawings

You couldn’t be blamed for not knowing it, but this page started out as an art blog.  Yeah.  Clearly I forgot that little detail myself.  I’m trying to get back into it, but maybe I shouldn’t start making any promises.

This is a quick sketch I did while I was at work, waiting for the Jimmy Fallon show to start.  (I also drew Jimmy Fallon and ?uestlove, but those sketches aren’t quite displayable.)  Anyway this guy you should be able to recognize.  If not, go easy on me, okay?  I’m a little rusty.

And if you like it, don’t be afraid to click that “Like” button.  Somehow, it encourages me.

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Thanksgiving needs a mascot.

Posted: November 25, 2010 in Drawings

First to audition…T-BONE.

Mad Monster Party.

Posted: June 9, 2010 in Comics, Drawings, Feeble Frog

I’m posting this today because I need to reference it to make a point in an article I’m writing.  To this day, there are still a couple good jokes and great absurd concepts in it, so I’m secretly proud of my younger self. Well, not so secretly because I just told you.