ON BLU-RAY
Straw Dogs : This 1971 psychological thriller, which is getting a Blu-ray upgrade from Criterion, is probably Sam Peckinpah’s most notorious picture (no mean feat, that), primarily for its troubling explorations of tenuous machismo and its effect on the female psyche. In other words, it’s aged into a decidedly #problematic piece of work, but there’s no denying its visceral power and command of mood; the director dispenses with the pictureseque niceties of his English village and paints a sweaty, upsetting portrait of mob rule, insular rot, and might making right. It’s not an easy movie, but it remains a forceful conversation piece – a film that demands you reckon with its distressing messages and implications. (Includes audio commentary, documentaries, new and archival interviews, behind-the-scenes footage, TV spots, and trailers.)
The Lodger : This 1927 silent chiller (new to the Criterion Collection) finds director Alfred Hitchcock first working in the style and subject matter with which he’d become synonymous – and he displays a mastery of dread and mood, even without the tool of sound. The direction is cool and confident: Innovative framing, camera movement and use of titles accompany structural and stylistic flourishes and dashes of dark humor. And in telling the story of a serial killer of blondes, Hitch tinkers with our audience assumptions, and resultant suspense; his primary focus is a lodger who clearly seems to be the killer, so he lingers on the blonde beauty downstairs, and teases and toys as we wait for him to strike. The Lodger gives us, in embryonic form, the themes of obsession, sociopathy, innocence, and guilt that would haunt his work for decades to come – and, as always, he just loves a close-up of a beautiful blonde screaming in terror. (Includes Downhill, an entire additional silent Hitchcock feature with Lodger star Ivor Novello, plus new interviews, new video essay, audio excerpts on the film from Hitchcock’s interviews with Francois Truffaut and Peter Bogdanovich, a radio adaptation, and a new, thrilling, oft-trilling score by composer Neil Brand.)
Running on Empty : Director Sidney Lumet tells the morally complicated story of a pair of Weather Underground-style ‘60s activists, still on the run 20-plus years later for a bombing, and the effect their on-the-run life has on their growing sons – particularly their oldest Danny (River Phoenix), who is about to reach adulthood. Lumet’s direction and Naomi Foner’s insightful script vibrates with the paranoia and discomfort of living your life looking over your shoulder, marching them through the well-practiced routine of picking up and starting over (and the little details therein – like, for example, pointedly skipping school on the day they take class pictures). But more importantly, the lived-in familial dynamic captures the moment when one truly begins to question the wisdom and authority of their parents. Most remarkable, though, is the patient, keenly observed courtship between Danny and classmate Lorna, played by Martha Plimpton, whose wonderfully off-kilter characterization and line readings have seldom been put to better use. And this may be Phoenix’s all-time best performance, particularly in those scenes; his understated anguish as he falls in love with her (and must eventually come clean about who he is) remains a gut-punch. (No bonus features.)
Hell in the Pacific : This 1968 effort from director John Boorman and star Lee Marvin finds the duo trying to do for the war movie what they’d done for the gangster/action film the previous year in the earth-shattering Point Break. It’s not as successful – the structural flourishes are mostly disorienting, and the ending is (to put it mildly) a tad abrupt. But there’s much to recommend in this story of two officers, one American (Marvin) and one Japanese (Toshirô Mifune), stranded together on an remote, deserted island, as their battle of wits and wills evolves into tolerance and begrudging respect. There’s barely any dialogue and even less communication, but the charismatic performers, Lalo Schifrin’s sharp-edged music, and Conrad Hall’s gorgeous photography all speak volumes. It’s not exactly subtle, but Pacific is nevertheless an effective metaphor for war, the damage done by pride and stubbornness, and the value of cooperation for a common cause. And its survivalist themes make it an important bridge between Point Break and Boorman’s later hit Deliverance (as well as his later jungle pictures, like The Emerald Forest and Beyond Rangoon.) (Includes audio commentary, new interviews, alternate ending, and trailer gallery.)