I’ve been in a funk, but this cheers me up for some reason. Feist on Sesame Street singing that numbers song. Perfect. I feel sorry for people who didn’t watch Sesame Street when they were little.
From the category archives:
Press
A new wave of Sex Machine reviews is starting to pop up and here’s one of my favorites… from MTV’s Headbanger’s Ball…
For fans of mad scientist flicks, “Terminator” style adventures and Dario Argento splatter, Sex Machine is a must.
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Film Threat gives Sex Machine 4 Stars! I should be on the road right now, but I was so happy with this review that I wanted to post it. I’ve been reading Film Threat for what feels like forever and the early issues of their print publication were what convinced me that regular people could make movies. They are also fairly tough on movies. So to read this review which perfectly nails what I was trying to do with the movie makes my day and gives me the fuel I need to make the drive to Oklahoma City. Here’s an excerpt:
This movie has all the makings of a rockin’ B-action flick, and frequently “Sex Machine” rocks the house with its spastic “Natural Born Killers” like appearance. The wildly creative look and feel of the feature makes for an intense ride. But what’s most remarkable here is the conscious, and successful, effort to slow things down and build the characters, to immerse you fully in the situation, to make you feel for this poor bastard Frank. These characters matter, you feel for their plight. This isn’t just a bunch of people playing cops and robbers in front of a camera. This is action that counts!
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Here’s a review from Allen Richards at B-Independent that REALLY gets what I was trying to do with this movie.
It’s easy dismiss the hesitant looks of fear and pain in both Frank and Claire as wooden acting, but the low key performances work not just in reinforcing the underlying emotions, but they also function as a counterpoint to Sharpe’s kinetic visual style. The neon lit underworld of SEX MACHINE is awash in blues, reds, and greens. The shots are a barrage of dutch tilts, close-ups, and quick cuts. The result could have been MTV-like, but instead comes off more like the hyper-reality in one of those seedy videogames where players get to be car thieves or thugs.
Here’s a review from Monsters at Play which is a little more hesitant in its praise, except where it comes to Sheridan…
Sheridan Marquardt as Owen, however, is genuinely funny; not because of anything specific he does or says, but because he exudes an obnoxious, nerdy goofiness that tickles my brain.
Sheridan’s obnoxious, nerdy goofiness tickles my brain too…
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Just got a new review in today from Jason Pankoke at the always awesome Micro-Film Magazine. Here’s a snippet that really crystallizes what I was trying to pull off with this flick:
And yet, in a mildly twisted way, SEX MACHINE is really all about getting the girl – the second time around, of course – as well as recovering some sort of normalcy in one’s life after suffering traumatic mishaps. If you set aside the gleeful sci-fi hooey that crops up in the screenplay by Sharpe and John Oak Dalton (AMONG US), the film spends much of its running time developing quiet moments between the good-guy leads, loyal Owen included. It’s an interesting parallel, allowing the audience to learn about the characters as the characters are re-learning about each other, and while some dialogue moments sound too deliberate or paraphrased for the sake of progressing the tale, the overall effort at realistic interlude works better than one might expect.
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