Showing posts with label Actors. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Actors. Show all posts
Thursday, 3 April 2014
W Is For Wyngarde
Here’s a familiar face in a 1968 episode of ‘The Champions’, yes, well spotted, it’s Peter Wyngarde! Our Peter plays a roguish villain called Hallam and takes the opportunity to run the Wyngarde gamut: he prowls, he purrs, he dresses up, he has a comedy fight and pulls some faces. I usually find ‘The Champions’ a bit dull, but Peter - as ever- makes this episode a joy.
Wednesday, 25 September 2013
Gangsters: The Bottom Five
As a final 'Gangsters' note, I just wanted to revisit the bit about the ‘abysmal’ acting. I can’t think of another show that has such a poor cast. I’m not sure if there was a dearth of black and Chinese and Asian actors around at the time, but the ones they have (with the exception of Sayeed Jeffrey) are terrible, and elaborate, overwritten dialogue plus unconvincing performances / mangled diction leads to a number of strange, stilted, uncomfortable scenes that do nothing apart from highlight that it’s all a big panto. Perhaps given the show’s experimental leanings this was deliberate, but either way it makes for a slightly awkward and jarring experience.
Anyway, in reverse order, here, in my opinion, are the five worst actors.
Anyway, in reverse order, here, in my opinion, are the five worst actors.
Maurice had a long career as an actor, latterly appearing in 'Howards Way'. He was always pretty wooden, but here he has to keep it all together as the star and he starts creaking as soon as he's asked to convey anything out of the ordinary. One of his signature bad acting traits is a soundless, mirthless laugh, and he uses it a lot here and it really gets on your nerves because because it's so poorly executed and incredibly fake.
This is writer Philip Martin. He can obviously act (he played the villain in the original play very well), but his second series impersonation of W.C Fields is funny for approximately two minutes and then just seems staggeringly self-indulgent, especially when he can't quite keep up the pretence in key scenes.
Familiar to British audiences in both Chinese and Japanese roles, Lee always seems fast asleep. When he speaks, you can neither hear nor understand him, and his face doesn't form any kind of expression, so you're fucked if you're trying to follow the plot.
Aside from the fact that we share a first name, Mr. Satvendar does very little for me apart from to annoy. Shrill, slow to react, fond of rolling his eyes and almost forgetting his lines, Paul adds insult to injury by suffixing almost every sentence with a high-pitched hollow giggle and killing virtually every scene he's in stone dead. Awful.
This fellow is just terrible. He can't even walk around convincingly and his laugh (bit of a recurring motif - I often find you can judge an actor by how they laugh and cry) is a thing of cringing terror. Luckily, his character is written as something of a joke (he has a ridiculous hat and keeps quoting from gangster films) and he gets knocked off pretty quick so it's not like he's given much to do - but what he does do is SHIT.
Who's your favourite terrible actor? And your least favourite? And what's the difference?
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Saturday, 7 September 2013
Tuesday, 30 April 2013
W Is For Wyngarde
‘The Man Who Liked Lions’ is a 1966 episode of long running ITC series ‘The Saint’, starring an alternately smug and sulky (and surprisingly chubby) Roger Moore, although here the draw is an appearance by our old mucker, Sir Peter Wyngarde. Wyngarde isn’t in it that much, really, but, by Christ, he makes the most of his time onscreen.
He plays Tiberio Magadino, an Italian gallery owner who, in his spare time, is an international hit man. He likes lions (hence the title) and Romans and, in the episodes climax, fights a gladiatorial battle with The Saint while dressed as a Roman. Oh, and over an open trapdoor that leads to a cellar with a hungry lion in it. Wyngarde doesn't so much steal the show as simply stride up to it, shout 'I'm taking this', before putting it in his pocket and marching off. It’s a commanding performance, devoid of camp, although nothing he does is not without a wry, arch sense of amusement. I particularly like the sheer brio he brings to the scrapping, throwing his all into the sword play. It’s also inconceivable that any other actor could bring such clipped menace to lines like –
'I'm a great admirer of the early Roman culture. It had much to recommend it: force, compulsion, discipline and strength. At least it produced men, real men, unlike our sick, decadent society today. What has it produced? Long haired, self-absorbed effeminates. I'd like to see most of them quietly exterminated'.
There’s an interesting scene where Tiberio is being massaged by a muscular black man. When another heavyset man enters, the session stops, although the masseur apparently sneaks a quick peek at Tiberio’s exposed crotch. Interestingly, Tiberio then grabs the masseur’s hands and forces him to his knees, out of shot. In context, it is clearly meant to convey that Tiberio is a surprisingly powerful and dangerous man but, in reality, the whole thing reeks of homoeroticism. I’ll bet Peter would have found the scene terribly funny. I certainly did.
Tuesday, 8 January 2013
F*** Me, It's Freddie!

FMIF as tweedy terrorist / embittered nutter Sidney Buckland in Richard Lester's bombs on a cruise ship thriller 'Juggernaut' (1974).
Monday, 7 January 2013
F*** Me, It's Freddie!

FMIF as the pensive Dr. Charles Logan in 'Journey To Where', a 1976 episode of 'Space 1999'. no, that's not the late Pat Butcher with him, it's Isla Blair - no big earrings, see.
Sunday, 6 January 2013
F*** Me, It's Freddie!

FMIF as Claudius in the quite brilliant TV series 'The Caesars' (1968). Freddie is superb in this, and deservedly won 'The World's Best TV Actor' award for the role at the 1969 Cannes Film Festival.
Saturday, 5 January 2013
F***, It's Freddie!

FMIF as the hairy and mystical Ynir in Saturday afternoon TV favourite 'Krull' (1983).
Thursday, 3 January 2013
F*** Me, It's Freddie!
FMIF as Sir George Uproar in the melancholy 'The Ghosts Of Motley Hall' (1976-1978), a sort of Rent-A-Ghost scripted by Ibsen.
Wednesday, 2 January 2013
F*** Me, It's Freddie!

FMIF as Mr. Quirly in a 1971 episode of 'Jason King'. Note how tall Freddie is (Peter Wyngarde is five foot ten, and he's not all hunched up like Freddie), and how cool they both are in their very different ways.
Sunday, 9 September 2012
Derren Nesbitt, Actor
Stanley Baker beats him up, of course, he's Stanley Baker.
Sunday, 19 August 2012
F*** Me, It's Freddie!
FMIF, as Dr. Harris, the twitchy psychiatrist in 'The Man Who Haunted Himself'. Funnily enough, his appearance in this film featured as the first ever 'Fuck Me, it's Freddie' back on ye olde Unmann-Wittering Blog. In some ways, it could be said we've come full circle, but then, as I intend to keep on posting pictures of Freddie Jones up until I run out of screenshots or I run out of breath, the whole circle thing seems fairly irrelevant.
Wednesday, 11 April 2012
Hugh Goes There
Hugh Griffith as corrupt but lovable machine gun toting capitalist Sir Harry Cunningham in Cliff Richard's last film (to date!) 'Take Me High'.
Friday, 2 March 2012
Milton!
In 1979, Milton Reid took time out of his busy schedule to star as a heavy in not one, but two David Sullivan produced smut films. He needn't have bothered, they're both pathetic.
Here he is in 'Confessions From The David Galaxy Affair' and 'Queen of the Blues', respectively. He wears exactly the same costume in both films.
Milton fact: his middle name was Rutherford.
Here he is in 'Confessions From The David Galaxy Affair' and 'Queen of the Blues', respectively. He wears exactly the same costume in both films.
Milton fact: his middle name was Rutherford.
Saturday, 18 February 2012
Bryant Haliday
You may have noticed we've had a bit of a Bryant Haliday theme going on for the last couple of weeks. A Harvard graduate, Bryant was a successful producer and distributor of art films (that’s not a euphemism for pornography, by the way) , but he also acted a bit when he felt like it and lent his deep voice and awful skin to four genre films ('Devil Doll', 'Curse of the Voodoo', 'The Projected Man' and ‘Tower Of Evil’).
Monday, 13 February 2012
Derren Nesbitt, Actor
In many ways, the defining role of Derren Nesbitt's career was as Gestapo Major Von Halpen in the classic 'Where Eagles Dare' (1968). If, for instance, you were talking to some bizarre person who didn't know who Derren was, I guarantee that they would remember him in this film (if they say 'what's Where Eagles Dare?', then just walk away - to hell with them).
Derren does his really rather good German accent, and, despite being the most ruthless, arrogant Nazi you can imagine who would clearly do truly awful things in the name of the Fuhrer, he also manages to be quirky and interesting and, well, sort of charming, up until the very second that dead-eyed psycho Clint Eastwood shoots him in the head.
Wednesday, 8 February 2012
F**** Me, It's Freddie
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