Yes, it's easy to mock. Hang on, it IS easy to mock. Why didn't I think of that before? Okay, now....yikes, that made me jump! I didn't see it coming at all. David Norliss's hideous tweed jacket, that is. It's a pretty scary production, after all. In fact, the sartorial Saville Row ensembles we are used to seeing Roy Thinnes wear in 'The Invaders' are entirely absent here, neatly delineating the career difference between an architect and a struggling writer. The smooth Aryan that was David Vincent replaced by a grey tousle haired muppet with *groan* jumper over cheap shirt. And as for that long raincoat....darling, get yourself on a make-over show pronto! No wonder it was never made into a series. Do you want to spend that many weeks with a fashion disaster zone like Norliss? He wouldn't be able to find any monsters because they would be a hell of a lot more frightened of him. And if he did catch up with and grapple with a monster, the cops would show up and shoot him.
This is one of those those shows that you remember fondly as a kid but are pretty laughable now. But in a strange way you can see them with both eyes. Love the cod Chandler-esque dialogue. "It was Monday. I drove down to the mansion with the smell of three day old tequila on my breath and a boot polish orange tan. Yeah, I had seen better days. The dark clouds hung over me like a bad omen. Tonight there was going to be a dead reckoning, and I had a hunch the corpse ain't gonna be whistlin' Dixie!" That sort of thing. I defy anyone to keep a straight face at the ending. Mind you, today's WWF bouts are more bizarre. My favourite shot of the film is the Cort's burning studio. It's obviously the director's favourite shot too as he pointlessly decides to linger on it for about ten minutes. It's almost avante-guarde, sweety.
People tend to forget that Dan Curtis didn't direct the first Night Stalker movie, it was John Llewellyn Moxey. He directed the so-so sequel. The truth is he's not a great director and this movie was a bit of a shambles. There may have been production problems, I don't know. Anyway, check it out. The plot is shamelessly lifted from guess where, even down to the reprise of the shows 'top scary moments' at the end, but it's a lot of fun if viewed in the right frame of mind. Which is no frame at all and sporting a dire wardrobe.
This is one of those those shows that you remember fondly as a kid but are pretty laughable now. But in a strange way you can see them with both eyes. Love the cod Chandler-esque dialogue. "It was Monday. I drove down to the mansion with the smell of three day old tequila on my breath and a boot polish orange tan. Yeah, I had seen better days. The dark clouds hung over me like a bad omen. Tonight there was going to be a dead reckoning, and I had a hunch the corpse ain't gonna be whistlin' Dixie!" That sort of thing. I defy anyone to keep a straight face at the ending. Mind you, today's WWF bouts are more bizarre. My favourite shot of the film is the Cort's burning studio. It's obviously the director's favourite shot too as he pointlessly decides to linger on it for about ten minutes. It's almost avante-guarde, sweety.
People tend to forget that Dan Curtis didn't direct the first Night Stalker movie, it was John Llewellyn Moxey. He directed the so-so sequel. The truth is he's not a great director and this movie was a bit of a shambles. There may have been production problems, I don't know. Anyway, check it out. The plot is shamelessly lifted from guess where, even down to the reprise of the shows 'top scary moments' at the end, but it's a lot of fun if viewed in the right frame of mind. Which is no frame at all and sporting a dire wardrobe.