The Being
U.S.A. / 1983
Directed by Jackie Kong

Starring
Martin Landau
Jose Ferrer
Ruth Buzzi
Color, B&W / 82 Minutes / R
Format: DVD / R1 - NTSC
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"Dumping nuclear waste into the aquifer does not — and will not — affect the water."
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Decapitated.
The Pottsville Drive-in.
The movie-within-a-movie is actually more interesting...
Black and white nightmare.
"Now where is this... thing?"
Buzzi meets the Beast.
Thank you, God, for Woody Allen and Tim Burton!
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Movie Rating  
4
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Welcome to Pottsville, Idaho, a sleepy little town nicknamed "the spud capital of the entire universe" where it just so happens a monstrous, toxic waste-spawned mutant is running amok, slaughtering and digesting citizens at random. With the mayor (Jose Ferrer) worried more about this year's potato crop than the rash of bizarre disappearances, it's up to the town detective (Bill Osco, alias "Rexx Coltrane", aka "Johnny Commander"*) and a government scientist (Ed Wood's Martin Landau) to stop the creature's deadly rampage on their own.
    This meager slice of early '80s drive-in cheese is little more than a series of Alien-inspired kill scenes haphazardly strung together with itsy bits of nonsensical, so-called 'plot' in between. It tries to sex up 1950s sci-fi monster-on-the-loose clichés by dressing them in then-fashionable slasher film attire, and almost totally fails. Writer/director Jackie Kong (Blood Diner) seems to be making things up as she goes along... How else to explain why Landau's character, Dr. Jones, starts out as a scientific quack and political brown-noser but suddenly morphs into the heroic monster hunter? A narrator opens the movie with ominous portents of terrible events to come, then the film switches briefly to internal voice-overs by Detective Lutz during his scenes; a half-hour into the movie these inner thoughts then disappear altogether. There's a bizarre dialog exchange involving the "culture war" politics of massage tables. (Don't ask. We learn that Det. Lutz is a Libertarian, however.) It's suggested that the shapeshifting creature burrows beneath the ground to travel around town (when it's not hiding in the trunks of cars), but for all intent and purposes it just seems to teleport about at will. The explanation of the killer mutant's origin — it's a "genetic freak" born to and kept hidden by the resident town kook (Dorothy Malone) — is half-baked at best.
    At least the oddball casting has some cult appeal. Landau and Ferrer (future and past Oscar winners, respectively) are slumming BIG TIME here; you certainly don't see TV comedienne Ruth Buzzi (Laugh-in) in too many horror films. (Actually, there's this one and that's it.) Lutz's waitress girlfriend is played by Marianne Gordon (How To Stuff A Wild Bikini, Rosemary's Baby), at the time wife of country music crooner Kenny Rogers. The Gong Show's "Unknown Comic", Murray Langston, and musician/mystery novelist/Texas gubernatorial candidate Kinky Friedman appear briefly as monster chow. As the easygoing detective hero of the piece, non-actor Osco — husband of the director and producer of the film — is so laid back he's somnambulistic, at least until the climax pitting him against the creature in a fight to the finish. (Up to that point he gives Hugo Stiglitz a run for his money in the "Human Block of Wood" sweepstakes.)
   Cheese flows as copiously as the slime courtesy of the poor dialog and rubbery special effects — the jiggly-eyed monster looks a lot more like a bloody, cyclopean Mr. Hankey on roller skates than anything dreamed up by H.R. Giger. The scene at the drive-in with the two stoners is genuinely amusing, but aside from that and some scattered unintentional laughs there's really not much in The Being to elevate it above the sum of its considerable clichés.
    There's one particularly odd scene which I simply have to comment on... After a long day's police work, Det. Lutz goes home to crash and has a weird-ass dream. In his black-and-white nightmare he and Dr. Jones are flying in a small single-engine airplane with the monster clinging to the fuselage outside. The mutant rips off the door on Jones' side and pulls him out screaming. Jones hangs onto the wing for awhile (!) but then plunges with the monster to his death. As Lutz tries to control the aircraft, Ruth Buzzi — with blood dripping down her face — flies by on a broom and says, "It's all in your mind."
    Okay. So either this is one of the most pointlessly inane sequences ever plopped in the middle of a monster movie, or it's a scene that was originally shot for the film's climax (excepting the Buzzi-on-a-broom bit, that is), scrapped because it was just too cheesy and ridiculous, and then used anyway as blatant padding. (Lutz's dream has nothing to do with anything other than to add three or so minutes to the running time.)
    It's definitely the former. But I strongly suspect the latter as well.
* Osco is billed as both "Rexx Coltrane" and "Johnny Commander" in the credits.

Shriek Show's anamorphic widescreen (1.78:1) presentation of The Being isn't going to win any prizes but for a nearly 25 year-old Z-grade drive-in flick it gets the job done well enough. It's certainly a major improvement over any previous VHS releases. The graininess and too-dark scenes I'd chalk up to the way the film was originally shot. Some passages of dialog sound somewhat muffled in the 2.0 stereo audio mix (clearer in the alternate Spanish language dub track) but this, too, is almost certainly a result of the original materials. I'd wager that the film hasn't looked or sounded this good since its initial theatrical run.
    Light on extras, the DVD comes with a roster of trailers for other Media Blasters titles (under the Shriek Show and Fangoria International imprints) in addition to the promo for The Being. There's also a substantial image gallery packed with scores of behind-the-scenes production photos.
10/02/05
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