L.A. Vice is the second of three Lawrence Hilton-Jacobs/Jon Chance films, and in this one our hero is maybe working vice, but really just killing a lot of people--his boss even says "have you ever considered arresting people instead of killing them?" Anyway, a rich girl is kidnapped by some mob guys, and the FBI brings in Jon Chance to help them get her back, which causes him to get his old boss William Smith out of retirement, and promptly get him killed in the process. As if that weren't bad enough, Chance finds out in the debrief after that the FBI set him up (what?), so he quits, which makes him a free agent, and considering the FBI has been ineffective to this point, the kidnapped girl's father hires Chance to get her back. It's going to take a lot of dynamite if he's going to pull this off.
This is one that really works if you're a big PM fan, but if you're not, you may not be as enamored with it. And even as a big PM fan, it's still not a classic, but you see some of the DNA in this early effort that would evolve into the classic elements we love in PM. Like stuntmen getting set on fire, shootouts coming out of nowhere, and some nice explosions. The car chases were a bit lacking, though we did get to see William Smith get hit by a car, so there's that. What's interesting about this one is how, as they're trying to figure out what their thing as a studio is, we get this unevenness that actually makes the film more entertaining. Like there's a lot of killing and brutality, but then you get these goofy moments like when Jastereo Coviare's Bear character, who's Native American and has never been to the city before, is totally enamored with the concept of strip clubs, and LHJ has to pull him away from them in a way that can only be played for laughs. Meanwhile, a guy's just going to get set on fire and burn to death, and the guy who perpetrated that gets killed by Chance when Chance straps some dynamite to his chest, then detonates it by throwing a tennis ball at it, blowing the man to bits--but is that also even meant to be played for laughs? I just buckled myself in and went with it for 82 minutes, and before I knew it the credits were rolling and I'd had a pretty good time.
We're now at 18 directed films for Joseph Merhi, which puts him alone in second place all-time among directors after Albert Pyun's 44, and one ahead of Fred Olen Ray's 17. This is also the last of his PM films we had to do where he's listed as the only director--we still have Direct Hit, which he's listed as co-director on with PM mainstay Paul Volk. From there it'll be his 10 City Lights movies, which we haven't gotten to yet on the site, but hopefully we will soon. When we think of prolific DTV auteurs, names like Pyun, Ray, and Wynorski come to mind, but Merhi, who is already in the Hall of Fame as the M in PM Entertainment, is making the case to go in a second time, if that's even possible. I guess since I make the rules it is, right? The thing is though, we don't often talk about Merhi the way we talk about some of these other big DTV names, but his CV is right there with a lot of them. As far as where this sits among the 18 of his we've covered so far, it's probably toward the bottom, but it's still a fun one, especially when you consider some of the classics he's directed, towards the bottom doesn't necessarily mean bad.
When did we as a society stop creating this guy? Because he doesn't exist anymore, and hasn't since around this time, when he was probably on the endangered species list. Homo sapiens capilli galeati (I looked up "helmet hair" in Latin on Google Translate) was prolific in the 70s, and somehow this one lasted almost into the 90s. Was it as simple as natural selection? They were no longer selected for breeding by human society at that time? Or perhaps hairstylists en masse refused to give patrons "the Leo Sayer" when it was requested. Speaking of "breeding," at one point Chance wants to see if Smith still has it as a shooter, so Smith tells him you never lose it, he then says "it's like breeding a woman." What the hell is he talking about, "breeding a woman"? Is she a horse? Who talks like that? Helmet Hair guy certainly wouldn't. If only California had put as much effort into protecting Homo sapiens capilli galeati as they did the condor, we'd still have guys like this living and thriving among us. Perhaps we could breed some in captivity, but I think they're entirely extinct, it's too late. Here's to you Helmet Hair guy, sorry we didn't protect you, it will go down as one of human kind's greatest travesties.
As part of demonstrating how bad of a cop Jon Chance is, this film uses the worst instance of the "friend who helps the hero ends up dying" trope I've ever seen. You know the trope, usually our hero is in dire straits, he goes to an old buddy for a place to stay or to look up some information for him, and once our hero has what he needs, within two scenes the baddies show up and the friend is gonzo. One of the worst in this is Don "The Dragon" Wilson. If you're his friend in a movie and he comes to you with a favor, run. Going back to William Smith saying shooting a gun is like "breeding a woman," his character is living peacefully in retirement, and Chance just shows up and is like "hey, you want to work as my back-up on this dangerous operation?" And the moment he shows up, you know he's getting Smith killed, which, however inappropriate he is in using expressions like "breeding a woman," he didn't deserve to go the way he did. The thing is, how easy would it have been to have Chance be invited to dinner at Smith's house, Chance brings up the mission when Smith asks what he's been up to, and Smith insists on joining despite Chance telling him he couldn't let him do that. Then it's entirely on Smith if he gets hurt. But, as I said above, I believe the movie wanted us to know how bad of a cop Chance was.
Finally, a somber note, I wanted to dedicate a paragraph to someone who has been my silent podcast cohost and my coworker for the last 12 years. I'm talking about our friend and family member JD, who passed away Tuesday morning at 17. Jen first got him as a kitten in 2009, meaning he's been a part of my life since I moved down here to be with her in 2014--in fact Tuesday night was the first night I've ever spent here in Philadelphia without him. From the beginning, when we lived in our small apartment in Drexel Hill, JD would lie at my feet or in the window sill as I taught my English as a second language classes or recorded my early podcast episodes, and that continued when we moved to Philadelphia, where he had his own couch to lie on in my office while I worked. It became such that I always looked for him to be there, and Jen even got me a T-shirt with a drawing of an orange cat lying on a keyboard with the title "Employee of the Month." As a listener of the show you probably didn't even know he was there, because I usually edited out when he meowed or scratched at the door to let me know it was time for him to eat, but our podcast guests knew, as that would be the time we took our breaks. This isn't the first time I've lost an animal companion, but JD is the first one I've formed such a strong and lasting bond with, and while his health had been declining for the past year or so, his death was still sudden and not expected. There's a large void left now that he's no longer with us, not just because he was about one and a half times the size of an average cat, or because he had a larger-than-life personality, but because I was so used to turning from my computer and seeing him there, and it's hard to imagine that I'll never see him there again. JD, our big kitty, you were such a great boy, and I'll always miss you.
And with that, let's wrap this up. You can get this on Fawesome here in the States, and there's also a version on YouTube, which you can find on our PM Entertainment playlist on our YouTube channel, and is roughly the same quality as the FilmRise version on Fawesome. It's probably more for PM completists, but in that vein it's fun.
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