Tim Dodd

The Tomorrow Show: Punk and New Wave

The new boom in TV shows on DVD has finally brought us rock and roll obsessives something of historical value and absolute rock kick-ass-ness: The Tomorrow Show with Tom Snyder: Punk & New Wave collection! Eight episodes of rock performances, interviews, and exploding cars by such masters as Iggy Pop, Elvis Costello, The Jam, Public Image Limited, The Ramones, Patti Smith, Wendy O. Williams and The Plasmatics, and Joan Jett—what more could you want your ass to be kicked by? Oh, not punk enough for you? How ‘bout Iggy Pop giving a lecture on Apollonian art? How ‘bout John Lydon singing “Somewhere Over The Rainbow?” How ‘bout The Ramones counting off a song in one tempo and blasting into it in a completely different tempo? Quit your crying and watch this amazing DVD set. That is, if you even have a DVD player, you gutter punk.

The Tomorrow Show
5 Stars

It’s about time that this trend in digging up the graves of rotting TV shows actually provides us with some corpses of historical and cultural value, right? Well, a little DVD release entitled The Tomorrow Show with Tom Snyder: Punk & New Wave may just be the answer to all you historically-minded music fans out there.

This set contains eight complete episodes of that late night talk show that ran on NBC after Johnny Carson from 1973 to 1982. These episodes span the years 1977 to 1981 and feature performances and/or interviews with Elvis Costello & the Attractions, Iggy Pop, Wendy O. Williams and the Plasmatics, Patti Smith, John Lydon & Keith Levine from Public Image Limited, The Jam, and the Ramones. Yup, this is some great shit.

The show, which was primarily of the two-people-sitting-in-chairs-and-talking- to-each-other variety, had musical guests from time to time and surprisingly featured some rather cutting edge performers. Fortunately or unfortunately (depending on your point of view), the show’s host seemed to be of a 1940’s mindset and often came off as a grandpa telling people like Iggy Pop that folks might like his tunes better if he turned down the volume a bit. While some may be annoyed by Tom’s behavior during these interviews, I think that it gives them a bit of an edge that might not have been there had the host been a lot hipper.

Now for the shows themselves:

First of all, I want to tell you how much I appreciate the interview with John Lydon being released on DVD. I’ve been a fan of PIL’s early stuff for quite a while now, and if any of you even know who they were, you’ll also know that seeing any video footage of them is almost as rare as finding a good Sting album. The only time I ever saw clips of this interview was on an MSNBC show a few years ago called “Now and Again”. The short clips they showed contained enough uncomfortable and memorable moments to make me lust after the thought of seeing the entire interview uncut.

Essentially, the interview goes like this: John Lydon (aka Johnny Rotten of the Sex Pistols) and his smacked-out guitarist pal Keith Levine are pimping their band’s new album, Metal Box. I’m sure all interviewers at the time wanted to talk about was John’s old band, so he was ready for a fight. Tom Snyder, as always, proves to be a square from the get-go and becomes Johnny’s punching bag. Tom asks questions, John gives sarcastic and bullshitty answers. The tension mounts. Tom gets frustrated, John gets mean, and Keith looks like he’s about to nod off. John and Keith make it painfully apparent that they have no idea what they’re doing; they claim that they’re not a band but a company. But when Tom tries to find out just what their purpose is, the boys just get sarcastic and mean. No wonder nobody knows who PIL are these days. Whatever. The main thing is that this interview makes for some great, tense television.

The rest of the DVD set could have been Tom Snyder juggling potatoes and I would still have been satisfied by just owning the Lydon interview. However, I was pleasantly surprised to find that the rest of the shows were actually watchable, and in most cases pretty fascinating.

Perhaps the best thing on the set (other than my beloved PIL, of course) is the very first episode on disc 1, a show from October 11, 1977 featuring a roundtable discussion on this new type of music called “punk rock or new wave.” Who’s in on the discussion? Concert promoter Bill Graham (most famous for nurturing musical hippies such as the Grateful Dead and Jefferson Airplane at his Fillmore venues), L.A. music critic Robert Hilburn (who, in his unhip sweater and dorky glasses, isn’t the most convincing champion of youth culture), and then-Runaways manager Kim Fowley (who, in his mod suit covered in buttons and with six pounds of rouge on his cheeks, is a fairly convincing champion of youth culture even though he looks like a poor-man’s Tim Curry).

Tom, of course, is still Mr. Grandpa, seeming more comfortable with Graham’s skepticism about this new musical form, and less comfortable with Fowley’s playing with flowers and giggling like he’s very, very high. Hilburn has some interesting things to say about “the kids needing music that speaks to them”, but Fowley actually steals the show with some of the most intelligent, well thought out comments about the whole thing. Of course, he says just as much stuff that’s complete gibberish, but I suppose that’s just the rusty roulette wheel of drugs in his head stopping on the unlucky numbers.

Things get even better when a very young Paul Weller of The Jam and an equally young Joan Jett of The Runaways show up and give their take on the kind of music they’re producing. Weller is full of bile and is almost completely unintelligible with thick Cockney, while Jett seems pretty meek and even kinda embarrassed about having to talk about rocking out. I’m surprised that Mr. Snyder didn’t offer them some ice cream considering that he treats them like they’re ten years old. Maybe he did during the commercial break. Anyway, this show is not only great from a historical perspective, but very entertaining and even a little nerve-racking.

The Elvis Costello performances are top-notch (and also from the time of my absolute favorite of his albums, Trust) and his interview is killer. He reveals himself to be a man of wit and great charm, which is a tiny bit surprising since he admittedly was coked out of his gourd during that period. I guess he’s a good actor as well.

The Iggy Pop interview is also insanely good. Tom is condescending as ever and it’s flying squarely over Iggy’s head. Ig’s all pumped up from just playing a song (jumping around and almost swallowing the microphone) and is acting kinda goofy and out of it. Then Tom asks him if he still pukes and cuts himself on stage. Iggy gets quiet, then a remarkable transformation occurs: Iggy suddenly turns very literate and intelligent and starts to give Tom a lecture on art. Tom is surprised by this and the conversation soon ends, with Mr. Snyder looking like a douche and Iggy looking like what he is: the fuckin’ king of rock and roll.

Then comes a show from later in the year with Wendy O. Williams and the Plasmatics, a group known for being so over the top that they were almost like cartoons. The band members are wearing prefab punk uniforms, they jump around and into the audience, and they blow shit up. Oh yeah, and their music really sucks. But the interview with Wendy is cool (she had a kinda bubbly and cute personality) and it is pretty amazing that they let them blow up a car in a TV studio. Oops, hope I didn’t give too much away.

Disc 2 has a pretty good interview with Patti Smith (but no performance), the aforementioned Lydon and Levine interview, a couple of performances by The Jam and a brief, but charming interview, and a performance and interview with The Ramones. The Ramones performances didn’t light my fire, but they are pretty decent. The interview is done by some chick who is filling in for Tom, and she proceeds to single-handedly widen the generation gap even further by constantly giving Joey a hard time for his haircut. COME ON. YOU DON’T FUCK WITH JOEY RAMONE. Anyway, it’s still amusing and entertaining.

Remember, these are the entire shows, so in addition to the musical content you get other stuff like interviews with Ricky Schroeder (very young and very annoying), Frank Capra (very old and very slow-talking), and a bunch of squares and weirdos whose names I can’t remember now. It does give context to the musical performances and is fascinating in its own right.

Overall, I would say that this DVD set is pretty kick ass. The packaging is alright, the menus are easy to operate, and there are no extras, but none are really needed. The content of the shows stands on its own.

Anybody with even a fleeting interest in late 70’s punky new wavey stuff should put off buying that new CD by whatever Joy Division ripoff band just peeked its head over the moldy indie shower curtain and spend the scratch on this DVD set. What these kids need today is a little education – and a little slap on the head when they reach for that She Wants Revenge CD.

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Dune – Extended Edition

David Lynch’s 1984 film adaptation of the bible of all sci-fi epics, Frank Herbert’s Dune, has met much criticism over the years for being incomprehensible, indulgent, untrue to the book, and just plain terrible. Love it or hate it, Dune is back in print on a DVD that features its original 2 hour and 15 minute theatrical version as well as the nearly 3 hour TV cut (in Widescreen) that has actually been known to cause some faithful sci-fi fans to Gom Jabbar their own eyes out. If you don’t know what Gom Jabbar means, don’t fret; you’ll still be able to follow my review better than your first three viewings of Dune itself.

Just for the record, I love this movie. Don’t let my sarcastic comments in the previous paragraph scare you away from reading on. Come on, what else are you gonna do for the next five minutes?

4 & 1/2 Stars

Frank Herbert’s Dune is a very detailed and complex book that has been very highly regarded over the years and has fostered a cult of devoted fans as well as several sequels that have continued well after Herbert’s death. The world that Herbert created in his books is so complex that there have been some troubles in bringing this vision to the screen, both large and small. The first film version to actually hit the big screen was David Lynch’s, and as you read in my introduction, the results were a critical and financial mess.

Having never read the book (I kinda have an aversion to works of fiction that have their own glossary), I can’t really tell you what doesn’t jive with Herbert’s original vision of the Dune universe. Honestly, I don’t really care. All I know is that while Lynch’s movies can sometimes be a little too obtuse even for my wacked-out tastes, his Dune is visually stunning and very compelling. The extended version of the movie, while flawed, helps explain things for those of us not familiar with the book, and actually makes the more perfect theatrical version make sense.

Before I get to the nuts and bolts of this DVD release, let me give you a quick overview of the plot for those of you that actually need context in your reviews. Dune is the story of warring races from different planets that all require the spice Melange for their operations, from the running of their economies to intergalactic travel. The spice can only be found on the desert planet Arrakis (also known as Dune), and the bulk of the story (at least in the movie) has to do with Paul Atreides (son of the “good guy” Duke Leto) going to the planet and becoming the messiah that brings peace to the universe. This is a highly simplified version of the plot, but I think it will do for our purposes here.

The first cut of Dune that Lynch and his cohorts assembled was reportedly about 4 1/2 hours long. Knowing that there was no way that the studio would let the film be that long, Lynch cut it down to his final version of 2 hours and 15 minutes (this, of course, is a simplified version of how that all went down). While that length is more easily digestible by the movie-going public, the epic scope of the Dune story could not be encompassed in such a running time and the result was a jumbled movie that really just seemed like a highlights reel. Therefore, audiences were generally confounded and critics gave it a predictable thumping in the press.

Somewhere along the line, a longer version was assembled for TV using the bulk of the unused footage in an attempt to recreate that initial long cut. The result was a nearly three-hour Dune that was more complete but very rough around the edges. For example, in the later scenes on Arrakis involving the Fremen and the battle scenes, not all of the effects were finished. That is why in some scenes the Fremen have glowing blue eyes and then in others their eyes appear normal. Also, in the added battle scenes no laser effects were added to their guns, so all you see is the motion of firing and then explosions. Ultimately, the movie is still so strange and confusing that this doesn’t really detract that much from it. If you didn’t know any better you might just think that Lynch was just being weird again.

As with other movies that have a longer version or “director’s cut”, the extended Dune actually is missing some scenes that the theatrical one has. Pretty much any scene having blood or any allusion to sexual perversion in it has been cut (remember, this one was initially for TV audiences). But on the positive side, the extended cut has a five minute introduction that explains what is going on a hell of a lot better than Virginia Madsen does at the beginning of the theatrical version. There are also added narrations throughout the movie, with the voice of Frank Herbert himself taking over for the original narration by Ms. Madsen in the other cut.

Did I also mention that this movie has about half the cast of Twin Peaks in it? Kyle MacLachlan, Everett McGill, and Jack Nance are all over this thing, as well as two other Lynch alumni, Brad Dourif and Dean Stockwell. Don’t forget appearances by future Star Trekker Patrick Stewart and Sting (before he started to really suck)! Yeah, the cast is as quirky as the film itself.

I love David Lynch’s version of Dune. I had to watch it a few times for it to make much sense to me, but now new details come out in every viewing. The longer cut is less perfect but explains more and actually adds to the enjoyment of watching the more polished theatrical version. The packaging is cool, with a tin case and fold-out glossary of terms for the Dune world tucked inside. Dune is not for everyone, but I am very glad to have both versions of this great sci-fi epic on DVD.

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King Long

por-nog-ra-phy: the depiction of acts in a sensational manner so as to arouse a quick intense emotional reaction; obscene writings, drawings, photographs, or the like, especially those having little or no artistic merit.

That’s right, kiddies, porno isn’t just videotape of people with enhanced body parts going at it like epileptic jackrabbits in a skeezy motel room with synthesized elevator music playing in the background. Pornography is the 187 minutes of masturbatory CGI shenanigans I just had to endure, courtesy of one of my used-to-be favorite film-makers, Peter “I Don’t Need No Stinkin’ Editor” Jackson. The movie is way too long, the plot is wafer thin, and there was so much action constantly raping my eyes that now I have to hit myself in the face with a hammer just to know that I’m still alive. A little extreme? Well, that’s what this movie is. Extreme to the max!

King Long
1 Star

por-nog-ra-phy: the depiction of acts in a sensational manner so as to arouse a quick intense emotional reaction; obscene writings, drawings, photographs, or the like, especially those having little or no artistic merit.

That’s right, kiddies, porno isn’t just videotape of people with enhanced body parts going at it like epileptic jackrabbits in a skeezy motel room with synthesized elevator music playing in the background. Pornography is the 187 minutes of masturbatory CGI shenanigans I just had to endure, courtesy of one of my used-to-be favorite film-makers, Mr. Peter Jackson. Making The Lord of the Rings has gone to his head, and this over-board, over-done, over-the-top monstrosity of a “vanity project” has shown us yet another example of what happens to movies when too much money and power are thrown at a filmmaker.

After the critical and popular success of the Lord of the Rings trilogy, it’s easy to anticipate a critical backlash for the works of Jackson. But really, I’m not backlashing; I like the man’s movies and I personally think that the Rings films were, although a bit too long, a great achievement in cinema.

King Kong, however, is just a big three hour wank.

It’s way too long and over-indulgent and doesn’t contain anything of value to make those things even tolerable. The script is cliche-ridden. The characters are not well developed. The plot is thinly stretched over its three hour running time and padded with needless effects, most of which aren’t even executed very well. There is simply no need for the movie to be so long.

The worst thing about Kong is that there’s so much action going on that it actually becomes boring. It really numbed the hell out of me with countless scenes of people running, fighting creepy-crawlies, dinosaurs and Kong tearing shit up and throwing people around, and more running and fighting. Hell, by the time Kong gets to New York and starts smashing up buildings and cars, I was too numb to care. By that point I felt like I had spent the last nine years tied up in the galley of their boat being raped by pirates. See? Peter Jackson’s over-indulgence is rubbing off on me!

Jackson has said that King Kong is a movie that he has wanted to remake forever, so this is really a vanity project for him. Well, it seems like if any truly good filmmaker made a movie mainly for himself it would be better than this. King Kong contains so many pandering, obviously crowd-pleasing moments that making some dough had to have been on his mind. Or maybe Peter Jackson really isn’t that good of a film-maker after all. Maybe this piece of shit is very close to his heart… a heart hardened by money and fame!!!

There were some moments that were charming and entertaining, but those were engulfed by the sheer enormity of the action. On the plus side, Naomi Watts is really pretty good, and it’s nice to see Kyle Chandler in a high-profile flick. Jack Black actually pulls off not being a total buffoon in the movie, even though his character turns into a real unsympathetic schmuck by the middle. But why oh why do we have to have another one of those annoying young man characters who’s always trying to prove himself to the adults? Didn’t we get enough of that in the last Matrix movie? I guess not since I didn’t see any other moviegoers in the audience puking anytime Jimmy (Jamie Bell of Billy Elliot fame) appeared on the screen.

King Kong will probably have hordes of audiences happily laying down their cash at the box office and telling their friends and neighbors that it’s the best damn thing since the invention of the cell phone. So I guess it’s up to us here at Razorfine to crap all over it for all you sickies that read our reviews and really should know better than to support such misguided and pornographic movie-making anyway. If you want porno go rent Butt Sluts 17 and wank yourself off. You don’t need Peter Jackson doing that for you.

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Harry Potter Never Goes to Class

  • Title: Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
  • IMDB: link

Alright, I admit it. I’ve never read a Harry Potter book. Somehow I’ve managed to avoid this intense cultural phenomenon which has swept our nation like a very excited case of hepititis. The avoidance is not intentional, I just don’t happen to read very many books that aren’t about rock and roll. I did, however, see the second Potter movie in the theater a few years ago and I wasn’t thrilled. Well, lemme tell ya, I enjoyed this one pretty well. As a movie, with no connection to a book or any other part of the story, it stands as a very entertaining piece of 21st century computer-generated eye candy.

Let me start this portion off with a small warning: since I’m not very familiar with the Harry Potter world I’m not even going to try to use too many of their goofy terms and names for things. After only seeing the movie once it’s kind of hard for me to remember what a “death eater” is and, oh yeah, I think the school is called Hogwarts or something… anyway, all of you intense Potter fans GIVE ME A BREAK. Don’t cast a spell on me or anything like that. Thank you. And now…

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Saw & Saw II

  • Title: Saw
  • IMDb: link

I just saw Saw. I saw Saw II first, which prompted me to see Saw as a bit of “research” for what would hopefully be a “well-written” review of Saw’s sequel, Saw II. If you saw Saw, then you may or may not want to see Saw II too. Cos’ I just found out that Saw is much better than Saw II. Sorry to burst horror movie fans’ bubbles, but it’s what we do best here at Razorfine.

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