Well, I finally got around to watching Pieces
Could anyone figure out why the girl riding her skateboard through the mirror being carried across the street led to a flashback?
Both had crashing mirrors. Maybe it was an (failed) effort to legitimize the two-people-carrying-a-mirror-that's-gonna-get-run-through gag.
I didn't know that there's nothing better in the world than smoking pot and fucking on a water bed, but it definitely seems plausible.
Good old, Mary Riggs. It makes perfect sense that a famous tennis champion would have a day job as a police woman and be the ideal candidate for undercover work. Too bad they cast someone that looks as though they had never swung a racket prior to filming the tennis scene.
It turns out he's not a bad guy, just a king fu professor who ate some bad chop suey. That last sentence could benefit from some more quotation marks.
The waterbed kill is great, even if it was telegraphed earlier.
Few scenes have been so greatly telegraphed in cinematic history.
And now, the ending-
I don't profess to have any idea how a bunch of parts sewn together to make a body can suddenly come to life and rip someone's dick off through his jeans but I do know I think it's among the most amazing things I've ever seen in a film.
Whereas I felt that it ruined the otherwise wholly untainted believability of the film.
Worst scene the closing corpse attack. Really?
So am I right in assuming that this was the movie where Lynda Day met Christopher George and thereby became Lynda Day George?
Wikipedia says that they married in 1970. (Pieces
was '82.) Though IMDb does seem to say that she was always credited as Lynda Day George after 1971 (presumably some of the '71 stuff was under contracts made before she was married ... or something), save one movie: Pieces
. And then as Li
nda Day. Odd. It must be a clue.
this is bonkers. Morton Landeau is cracking me up. Of COURSE we enlist the random college student to be part of the police investigation. (and of course even though he seems incredibly nerdy, he’s the campus cocksman. Although I never object to a bit of male full frontal, yay for equal opportunity.) And of course the press doesn’t know some student was beheaded with a chainsaw, and believe that it was just a “tragic accident.” Random unnamed cop with terrible toupee. Dance class girls—only have one routine, no matter what the music is. Definitely 80s, check out the leg warmers. My Kung Fu Professor? "Here at State University, we’re proud of our Kung Fu degree program." Seriously? I work at huge state Univ and we don’t even have a phy ed major, much less a Kung Fung degree program. Of course, bad chop suey makes you nuts. And just WHAT is the deal when the dead, stitched together corpse manages to spring back to life just to rip off his dick—what, some lifelong secret dream to be a hermaphrodite? Incredibly bad acting—although I kind of heart LDG’s eyeball acting in her penultimate scene, when she’s all but rolling her orbs across the carpet to say there’s someone behind the arras!!!
Well, that saves me a lot of writing.
First of A2, thanking you taking me upon a trip that I would not have entertained other wise.
his mom may be the cause of some troubles. She doesn't seem like the most stable person either. Or that could just be terrible acting. Either way, nice start.
I couldn't believe that Prof. Brown being described as the "head of the anatomy department" would be topped ... but then we met the man behind the university's kung fu program!
Why are the cops (in particular Lt. Bracken) so convinced that it's not one of the kids, in particular that it's not
Kendall? When Bracken is telling Mary that Kendall will essentially be her partner/backup/whatever, we hear:
I'd stake my life on him!
("Him" being "Kendall.")
The dubbing was just weird. And watch it with (English) subtitles—half the time they don't match the audio. And not just little words. Near the end, Sgt. Holden suggests that Kendall get to bed (after the Dean has been killed), but the subtitle has Holden suggesting that Kendall get some coffee. Earlier, Willard explains (in audio) that the sirens are controlled "elsewhere" (or "somewhere else" or something like that), while the subtitles note that the sirens are controlled in the dean's office. (Which they appear not be.)
I'm always at least a bit confused with films like these—they (prod./dir./screenwriter(s)/actors) must know how cheesy the plot, the dialogue, and the acting is ... but a lot of the actors are also just crappy.
It doesn't seem fair to grade this like most other movies, as it's more or less a
movie. But I got at least
of enjoyment out of it (and I like to hope that the film's creators intended it that way—laughing at instead of laughing with and all that).