Fifty two years after the tragic death of Oscar- and Tony-winning movie and Broadway star Judy Holliday, the high-definition Blu-ray release of her final film, “Bells Are Ringing,” has come just in time.
Maureen, a young American living in Paris, fits nowhere since the death of her twin brother. She spends evenings trying to connect with him in the afterlife. They both claimed the spiritual skills of a medium to examine the beyond, and promised that the first to pass would reach out to the survivor with some message. During the day she is the fashion assistant to a wealthy "high-profile media personality who doesn't have the time to worry about practical things." Understandably, Maureen is skittish 24 hours a day. Even more so when an occult figure makes a milky, ectoplasmic appearance before her eyes. And further still when anonymous messages from a possible stalker flood her iPhone.
That guy you met on Match.com who announces straight off that you're not his heart's desire, but goes rattling on about his own relationship issues? The dude who sits next to you in an empty bus, asks your religion and explains why that's not the best choice? The odd duck who takes the urinal beside yours in a deserted restroom because he has inquiries about fatherhood you might be able to answer?
Jordan Peele knew "Get Out" had a shot. The reviews were glowing. The tracking was strong. The buzz was decidedly buzzy. All signs pointed to at least a decent-sized success for a modestly budgeted movie with no major stars.
"Dig Two Graves" is a low-budget, medium-wattage indie thriller, stronger on the acting than on the thrilling. It was filmed in southern Illinois in 2013, and the co-writer-director Hunter Adams exploits the bluffs, ravines and caves of the area known as Little Egypt with a shrewd eye for clammy atmosphere. If only atmosphere were everything!
Daniel Clowes is one of the great graphic novelists and jaundiced wits of our time, creator of fantastically bitter characters whose litanies of complaint and twisted avenues of philosophical inquiry would be tragic, or merely pathetic, if they weren't also really funny. Clowes is like Anton Chekhov's wiseacre American cousin. And, near-miraculously, director Terry Zwigoff's film versions of Clowes' graphic novels "Ghost World" (2001, featuring Thora Birch and a pre-stardom Scarlett Johansson) and "Art School Confidential" (2006) stayed true to the tone, rhythm and sneaky pathos of the Clowes books.