Subterranean Cinema
23Jul11
Someone has the English version posted to YouTube.
A mixed bag which delivers exactly what you'd expect from these directors - "Metzenderstein"; entertaining high camp Eurotrash with fabulous costumes but unbelievably sloppy writing and editing, "William Wilson"; stylishly directed but generally forgettable, straight-forward and banal, "Toby Dammit"; a fever dream Fellini masterpiece that pretty much perfect.
La primera historia esta mal hecha, cambios de escena sin sentido, repetia vestuario la Fonda, que es muy guapa, pero no es buena actriz, aburrida en general. La segunda es mas interesante, mejor actuada (con Alain Delon y Brigitte Bardot) pero aun asi es algo apatica y mediocre. Sin embargo, Toby Dammit de Fellini es impactante, planteada desde una perspectiva muy Fellinesca, futurista y decadente, una obra maestra.
"Toby Dammit" es a "Histoires Extraordinaires" lo que "La Ricotta" a "Ro.Go.Pa.G"
Really, I wish we could just rate each part of the film separately. i.e. so we can slap those five stars on TOBY DAMMIT and move on with a clear conscience.
(Toby Dammit only). Emaciated chic. A delightfully poisonous concoction dressed-up as a grotesque morality tale (of sorts) peppered with leaching hangers-on, skewed visions and 60s tics - all bathed in sickly orange hues and chilly blues. It’s rather obvious targets – chiefly vacuous celebrity - are knocked over with decadent aplomb, but below the skittish surface it remains a damming slating of human temptations.
Malle's film was a bit boring. Jane Fonda brings the sex appeal, which is really the only saving grace of the first short. I liked the second, mainly because of the star power, the Alain Delon/Brigitte Bardot face-off. I was entertained. Fellini's Toby Dammit was unbelievable. Completely supernatural. The airport scene was like something out of a dream. Terence Stamp was wonderful. And the devil...
Skip the turgid Malle and so-so Vadim and head straight for the drugged-up joys of Fellini’s Toby Dammit. A short exercise in moral malaise and dissolute glamour decorated by glorious art direction in shades of red, yellow and then blue. The opening sequence in the airport is a model (and neat summary) of Fellini’s visual skill complete with requisite nuns and flapping wimples.
European filmmakers paying homage to the great Edgar Allan Poe. Fellini's Toby Dammit, with a great performance by a deranged Terence Stamp, is the best of them all. Excellent feminine presence by the two sexy Jane Fonda and Brigitte Bardot.
There's no doubt that Fellini blows away Malle and Vadim with his surrealistic/mod twist; but seeing the deliberate incestuous connotation between Jane and Peter Fonda is still a kick. Vadim's piece was far superior to his kitschy (sp?) Barbarella. Both Vadim and Malle were attempting faithful renderings of Poe whereas Fellini was intent with putting his own stamp on things.