Actor/ writer/ director/ producer/ Artist and author.
Larry Blamire is a writer and director, known for The Lost Skeleton of Cadavra (2001), Trail of the Screaming Forehead (2007) and The Lost Skeleton Returns Again (2009). He has been married toJennifer Blaire since August 22, 1998.
A bad scientist and wife, a mad scientist and skeleton, two aliens and their escaped pet are all searching for the elusive element “atmospherium”.
`Betty, you know what this meteor could mean to science. It could mean actual advances in the field of science’. I laughed so hard my teeth hurt.
Unfortunately, the world is full of knuckle dragging mouth breathers who are not capable of appreciating fine parody. If you are a knuckle dragging mouth breather (or a big Ashton Kutcher fan) you are going to hate this movie.
Be warned, there are gigantic plot holes. The acting is wooden to say the least. The special effects are not at all special and look like they could have been done by a 10 year old. All of the clichés are covered. The woman runs around in high heels and faints at the first sign of danger. There is an evil scientist, aliens (from another planet), a mutant, and a skeleton. And let’s not forget Animala (rowrr). Made up of four woodland creatures, she steals the show. In short, it is an incredibly accurate and funny send-up of 50’s drive-in movies.
I recommend it to those with a more advanced sense of humor.
This is a very low budget, funny movie, because of the send up of dialogue, rather then jokes and one liners as an example…”I don’t know Betty, I guess from now on I should stick to science and leave battling alien mutants to experts.” or “My wife sometimes forgets she’s not a space alien”. The costumes and sets are reminiscent of the low budget movies as well. The costume design on the three headed mutant was mind blowing. I needed to watch the credits just to find out that a MAN was in the mutant suit…the design was that convincing! ONe last quote to leave with…
“Well, if I wanted a safe life, I guess I wouldn’t have married a man who studies rocks and you know the way I figure, if it’s a way to stop my new alien best friend from becoming a widow and married to a skeleton then, count me in Mister Scientist.”
Fold yourself in the middle and enjoy this movie, just know what you’re about to get into before you start watching it.
Down-and-out lounge singer Johnny Slade is hired by a mystery man to open a hot new club, the catch being he’s given a new–and terrible–song to sing each night. Noticing that whenever he sings one a new crime is committed, Johnny gradually realizes his songwriter-benefactor is a powerful mob boss in hiding and his “Greatest Hits” are the only way the man can give orders to his crew…
Johnny Slade’s Greatest Hits is the story of a struggling lounge singer who could never get a break. Johnny’s luck changes when he lands a gig at a hot new club. Little does he know that the club is owned by a former high-profile mob boss, now in hiding. The Dean Martin wannabe soon learns his “Greatest Hits” are more than humble tunes. As his popularity rises, Johnny begins to draw a strange correlation between the songs that he is asked to perform and the morning newspaper crime reports…
A mafia boss transmits his orders to his men through bizarre songs he writes to be sung forcibly by poor lounge singer. This is an original idea. I bet (Martin Scorsese) was jealous!
(John Fiore) looks great with noticeable wit (and noticeable heavy weight as well !). (Vincent Curatola) did wonderful as a funny mafia boss/poet. Did you see him in that disguise ? Hilarious. Like being Groucho Marx and Harpo together ! The rest of the cast were OK. But what wasn’t OK, is how that original idea was treated. More than half of the movie we watch nothing but a song, a hit, a doubt. That’s not bad, but it becomes bad when the movie gets sloppy, and stops showing us the droll songs anymore. It’s how it loses a real factor of comedy. Plus, the matter of the competitor gangster wasn’t used well (just a 5 minutes sequence about anti-Italian song).
Then the third act was unbelievable as the best of jumble. The event of singing to the gang to make them give themselves up is idiot. Why that mafia boss doesn’t ever attend his songs being performed in his club? And that climax; it’s hard to satisfy, especially with so indifferent directing which, to tell you the truth, was the worst element at all. One point was in favor of the director though; the scenes of the lead and the boss meeting before every song; seeming more like meetings for planning crimes or attempting murders more than an artistic collaboration. Speaking of which, that reminds me of the potential depth of it (the one that might have tempted Scorsese). It says a lot about the importance of art; it can kill or give life. The performer is just a tool in the hands of more imperious artists. And, consequently, it’s where the bad relationship between 2 artists generates bad result.
The dictatorial domination of the boss made ugly or, at best, too-terrible-it’s-laughable art. And see how it’s, in its core, a story of down-and-out lounge singer nobody ever listened to, who becomes the one everybody listens to, and – magically – executes whatever, and I mean whatever, he says (loved the moment when he uses “the power” of his voice to chastise a standup comedian he hates), however all of that with big price must be paid. It’s like a creative new treatment for Faust in a comic crime movie, or a mafia spoof where violence gets done by killer songs. Also I loved the touch of the policemen wanting desperately to be part of the showbiz by any mean.
The last scene, with the boss so unexplainably out of prison, sums up the careless way this original comedy, along with these good ideas, were made. I wanted to give it 7, but it has to be only 6 out of 10. It’s for a short wintry afternoon, nothing else. There is a fine movie there, but not made finely though. P.S : The title (Meet the Mobsters) is pointless, most probably they made it so close to (Meet the Fockers) one year earlier (To attract more viewers? Lousy !). (Johnny Slade’s Greatest Hits) is better. And somewhat my title too!
A small town infestation of crawling alien foreheads that begin attaching to people and taking them over collides with a scientist’s experiments to extract foreheadazine and things go horribly horribly wrong.
One of the great joys of Larry Blamire’s films is that he uses the same core cast for each of his affectionate pastiches, so you get to see them in a variety of roles.
The affection one feels for them upon meeting up again is akin to that felt for long gone movie actors of one’s childhood. This film “presented by Ray Harryhausen” has inexplicably failed to find distribution, even to DVD, but eventually showed up near Hallowe’en 2010 on the Independent Film Channel. It uses INVASION OF THE BODY SNATCHERS as its template (indeed, the late Kevin McCarthy makes a brief cameo appearance).
This has some nice animation (or CGI?) from the Chiodo Brothers, and a really hysterical theme song, which Blamire’s wife manages to sing twice in the film a capella (hats off for that!).
This is not as spot on as THE LOST SKELETON OF CADAVRA, but it is certainly wonderful enough to deserve distribution. I particularly like the disguise the aliens use of pillbox hats with veils which completely fails to hide their bulging foreheads.
This movie succeeded in cracking me up throughout its duration. The characters are what it is all about. Great casting!! Why doesn’t Jennifer Blaire have a career?
She is so hot and funny. The whole concept of foreheads inching around like slinky toys and stalking people is crazy enough. The lab scientist who was responsible for turning her boyfriend into a “forehead sphinx”, the skipper and his mate, who looks like a pathetic version of Kirk Douglas in “20,000 Leagues Under the Sea”; the crazy librarian, the weird “expert”…most of the laughs are attributed to how dumb these people acted…not an easy feat for an actor. If you see it listed on cable, watch it!
Jerranium 90, a “little rock” that made all the papers, is buried deep within the Amazon. And everybody wants it, including crooked importer Handscomb Draile, slimy Gondreau Slykes, cheap crook Carl Traeger and evil scientist Dr. Ellamy Royne.
Larry Blamire and his cast of familiar goons are a very select few that I follow in Hollywood regularly. I am yet to be disappointed.
Lost Skeleton Returns Again matches the same level of deadpan humor and creative caliber of hilarity. Dr. Paul Armstrong is stricken with bitterness towards his love of science. Animalia returns thanks to the transforming ray of the lovely aliens, Kro-Bar and Lattis. Dan Roebuck (LOST), Trish Geiger, Alison Martin, and the others are great additions to the established cast.
As far as sequels goes, it doesn’t get must better than Returns Again. Blamire skillfully reintroduces the old characters with amusing twists while keeping true to their lovable personalities. The new characters are a great asset to the film as well. The storyline is cleverly crafted all the way to the end.
What about the new monsters? They are simply amazing. The costumes are exactly what you would expect after watching The Lost Skeleton of Cadavra with some improvements.
The Special effects got a face-lift in the sequel. After watching the special features, I found out the special effects were also homemade! Quite impressive! Get this movie! Watch it over and over! This humor is appropriate for the whole family. This rare jewel of a film is a great follow-up to the original and will keep you laughing until the end.
In the 1930s the family of old Sinas Cavinder, gathered for the reading of his will, find themselves being murdered by a mysterious phantom while two rival reporters compete for the story.
Okay… “Dark and Stormy Night” is my new favorite movie. It’s written and directed by Larry Blamire (“Lost Skeleton of Cadavra”, “Trail of the Screaming Forehead”) and it’s a satire of Old Dark House horror movies.
This movie is ten times funnier than “Murder By Death”. I loved the movie version of “Clue” (sue me). This is better. I can’t even begin to count the strange quotes you’re going to be getting from me. The dialogue is rapid-fire and brilliantly off-the-wall. There is a love of and dexterity with language and a dearth of fart jokes.
It has the goddess Jennifer Blaire (Animala in “Lost Skeleton”) as wise-cracking reporter Billy Tuesday. As far as I’m concerned, she’s right up there with the goddess Jane Lynch.
This also has the goddess Fay Masterson (Betty in “Lost Skeleton”) as a British ingénue so helpless she can’t sit in a chair on her own and the amazing goddess Susan McConnell (Lattis in “Lost Skeleton”) as a mad Scotswoman with the greatest heavily-accented vituperation this side of John Cleese as the French guard in “Monty Python and the Holy Grail”.
If you like the Christopher Guest style of ensemble casting, you’re going to love this movie. Andrew Parks (Kro-Bar in “Lost Skeleton”) is the standard issue tuxedoed British fop. His mom, Betty Garrett (from “Laverne & Shirley”) pops in and out of the story with her gorilla (Bob Burns. If you’ve ever seen a gorilla in a 1960s sitcom, it was Bob Burns.) Jim Beaver (Ellsworth on “Deadwood”) is great as the deceased millionaire’s safari guide (“Some of the toughest four days I’ve ever spent.”) Actually, there isn’t anybody in this movie who couldn’t be singled out – which of course is what you’re shooting for with an ensemble.
I completely love Larry Blamire. In a Non-Threatening, Manly American sort of way, I mean. I watched the film again with the commentary track on. His frame of reference is so like mine, it’s frightening. Who else bases a character on William Demarest in “All Through the Night” (a Bogart comedy that flopped because it was marketed as an action film)?
This is a movie for anyone who ever wished the “Carol Burnett Show” had hired the writers from “Your Show of Shows”.
“I’d LIKE a ducky.”
“Hi everybody my name’s Ray Vestinhaus – a stranger – and my car just happened to break down just outside, can I stay for the reading of the will? (BEAT) Oop.”
“I am Dr. von Vandervon. Dr. Van von Vandervon.”
“Let the puppy go!” – “Come to Nana!” “Let the puppy GO!” – “Come to NANA!” “LET THE PUPPY GO!” – “COME TO NANA!”
“Let us leave this room of death and mounted heads who once were friends.”
Now Larry had tried to create a 3rd installment to his lost skeleton Story But CROWDFUNDING On KICKSTARTER Did Not Kick Off As He Thought It Would Which Is A shame…
Also credited for doing 14 episodes of Tales From the Pub a TV show