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14 March 2022

The Journey of Natty Gann (1985)

The Journey of Natty Gann sounds like a sci-fi movie, but it is a sweet tale of a girl and her wolf and an Odyssey across the northwest during the Depression; it has gorgeous scenery, is completely and totally sentimental in a Disney sense, and has an adorable and chaste romance between a very young John Cusack and the fifteen-year-old heroine.


For me, though, the standout (aside from the fucking awesome wolf) was Ray Wise, who is rather wonderful in this film. I've always thought of him as a character actor, and he is, but here he has a giant part and does superb work carrying the movie. I've never seen the lead actress, Meredith Salenger, in anything else, but she's very good in this.

On Disney+, where I watched this, there is a warning before the movie about "tobacco use" – three kids sneak a puff on a cigarette in the men's room before they get in a fight and start punching one another. There is, however, no warning about the punching, or the attempted sexual assault Natty Gann experiences from a guy who picks her up while she's hitching north, or (and this is what I actually found disturbing) the several scenes where real violence is done to animals. The poor wolf is in a dogfight which we actually see, and it's rather shocking for a kids movie.

13 September 2021

The Sting II (1983)

There is nothing really wrong with The Sting II except that it isn't The Sting. The central con is amusing, there is some fun stuff in it, the costumes are great, and Teri Garr is (as always) a delight.

But The Sting II isn't The Sting, and it suffers by comparison. (Why they even bothered with the idea of pretending this was a sequel instead of just crafting it as a standalone caper, I don't really get.) Jackie Gleason is older. He's hilarious, and I love him, but he's no Paul Newman. And Mac Davis... well, Mac Davis is a country star. He's handsome, to be sure, but these guys just don't have the suavity and charm of the Redford and Newman team. This isn't bad, and it definitely doesn't deserve its abysmal reputation. It just lacks a kind of coolness that the original Sting pulls off effortlessly.