The Laughing Policeman : In a strange, wonderful two-year period in the early 1970s, hangdog comic virtuoso Walter Matthau repositioned himself as an action movie leading man – and, miraculously, pulled it off. This 1973 effort from director Stuart Rosenberg (Cool Hand Luke) came between Charley Varrick and The Taking of Pelham One Two Three , and doesn’t quite match either of them. But it’s still a cracklingly good policier, with Matthau and Bruce Dern teaming up to track down a mass shooter haunting a particularly seamy San Francisco. Matthau eventually returned to comedy, but this trio of tightly wound crime pictures presents a tantalizing look at the career he could’ve had. (Includes audio commentary, interviews, and trailers.)
Trouble Man : This 1972 crime drama ensured its durability well past the end of the “blaxpoitation” vogue when Marvin Gaye was hired to provide the soundtrack, and that soundtrack got a visibility boost a couple of years back when it was unexpectedly name-checked in Captain America: The Winter Soldier. The movie itself isn’t quite up to the music, but few things on this earth are. Robert Hooks stars as “Mr. T,” a slick jack-of-all-trades; one of those trades is private investigation, so he’s hired to investigate a series of holdups at neighborhood crap games. It’s not quite Shaft, but it vibrates with cool, the action beats land, and Hooks is a stellar leading man. (Includes audio commentary and trailers.)
Gas-s-s-s : Socially hip and snappily paced, this counterculture comedy from director Roger Corman (it plays like a comic riff on his own The Trip) is dated 1970, but feels like a late-‘60s movie in subject and style, mostly to its benefit. Haphazardly telling the story of a deadly gas that wipes out everyone over 25, the script by George Armitage ( Miami Blues ) shifts styles every few minutes, taking up the costumes of sports movie, class comedy, religious satire, post-apocalyptic Western, and whatever else strikes its fancy. As you might imagine, it’s more than a little incoherent – but entertainingly so. (No bonus features.)
Special Effects : Under the opening credits of this inside-Hollywood suspenser, a noted filmmaker (Eric Bogosian) is asked for his biggest influence. “Abraham Zapruder,” he replies. “Honest Abe.” At its best, this 1984 thriller toys with the blurring lines between exploitation and entertainment – “The glorification of nobodies, as long as they’re victims,” as our filmmaker puts it. It was exploitation legend Larry Cohen’s follow-up to his cult hit Q, in which he attempts to pivot from horror to suspense (with plentiful echoes of both De Palma and Hitchcock), with mixed results; it’s more than a little sleazy and a touch overlong, and Zoë Lund (Ms. 45) is surprisingly unconvincing. But Bogosian is pitch-perfect as the slimy, smarmy movie-maker, Cohen’s inversion of the previous year’s Star 80 (turning the actress’s ex-boyfriend into the hero and the film director into a villain) is fascinating, and his plotting and pay-off are often ingenious. (Includes audio commentary.)