Happy Birthday to Me (1981)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME (1981) ***
Happy Birthday to Me stands out from the early ’80s slasher film craze pack because a) it has superior production values with a name director (J. Lee Thompson, who directed The Guns of Navarone and Cape Fear) and a good cast including an unhappy Glenn Ford, b) it has a longer running time than the average 85- and 90-minute slasher film, and c) it has one of the most bizarre twist endings this side of Sleepaway Camp.

Just like fellow 1981 Canadian slasher My Bloody Valentine, also produced by John Dunning and André Link with distinctive elements for a slasher, Happy Birthday to Me calls to mind a prestigious Academy Award for Best Picture winner, 1980’s Ordinary People. (My Bloody Valentine recalled The Deer Hunter from the coal mine setting and overall working-class milieu, the prodigious beer drinking, and the more adult-like plot and romantic triangle.)

Let’s see, Happy Birthday to Me and Ordinary People both have the same elite upper middle class suburban prep school environment, traumatic events in the past, troubled teenagers, and a therapist who works with our troubled teen protagonist.

Happy Birthday to Me plays more like a glossy, lurid soap opera at times punctuated with some creative, gruesome murder set pieces.

Melissa Sue Anderson makes her motion picture feature debut in Happy Birthday to Me as protagonist Virginia Wainwright. She had nearly a decade of experience on TV by that point, though, most notably as Mary Ingalls / Mary Ingalls Kendall on the hit show Little House on the Prairie. You can bet playing a blind Mary for a number of seasons prepared an 18-year-old Anderson for her flashbacks, brain operation, therapy sessions, memory loss, and traumatic blackouts throughout Happy Birthday to Me.

Slasher films often pursued at least one name actor for their cast: Betsy Palmer (Friday the 13th), Ben Johnson (Terror Train), Leslie Nielsen (Prom Night), Lauren Bacall, James Garner, and Maureen Stapleton (The Fan), and Farley Granger (The Prowler).

Glenn Ford accumulated 110 acting credits from 1937 through 1991, highlighted by Gilda, The Big Heat, Blackboard Jungle, 3:10 to Yuma, Midway, and Superman. Ford (1916-2006) wouldn’t have wanted to be remembered for Happy Birthday to Me and he was reportedly a very unhappy camper making the film, heavily drinking throughout and hitting the assistant director after he called for a lunch break during the middle of one of Ford’s scenes.

He’s not all that big a role in Happy Birthday to Me.

Ginny Wainwright attends the snobby Crawford Academy and she’s a member of the school’s Top 10 clique, only the best and brightest. They are systematically eliminated apparently by Ginny, and we find out that none of the Top Ten attended Ginny’s birthday party four years before the start of the movie. They attended instead another party for a Top 10 member and Ginny and her mother are then involved with an auto accident that kills Ginny’s mother and leaves the surviving Ginny needing her experimental brain tissue restoration.

Ginny was originally planned to be revealed as the killer possessed by the spirit of her dead mother, but the film instead chose a shocking twist ending that remains the main reason why fans of the film remember it so fondly 40 years later.

Thompson (1914-2002) reportedly got so much into the spirit of the enterprise that he was throwing around buckets of blood on set. The final 40 minutes pile up the corpses.

Columbia Pictures went for both the bloody and bizarre in promoting Happy Birthday to Me, a minor hit in the summer of 1981.

The poster has an image of the most famous murder set piece of the movie.

JOHN WILL NEVER EAT SHISH KEBAB AGAIN.

Steven will never ride a motorcycle again.

Greg will never lift weights again.

Who’s killing Crawford High’s snobbish top ten?

At the rate they’re going there will be no one left for Virginia’s birthday party … alive.

Happy Birthday to Me … Six of the most bizarre murders you will ever see.

WARNING: BECAUSE OF THE BIZARRE NATURE OF THE PARTY, NO ONE WILL BE SEATED DURING THE LAST TEN MINUTES … PRAY YOU’RE NOT INVITED.

Factual accuracy is not this poster’s strong suit, since there’s nine deaths in the movie, there’s no John character in the movie, Steven’s the one killed by kebab, and Etienne’s the one done in by a motorcycle.

The Swarm (1978)

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THE SWARM (1978) One-half star

Many comedies wish they could make me laugh as hard as I do at the ridiculous disclaimer at the end of the 1978 Irwin Allen film THE SWARM: “The African killer bee portrayed in this film bears absolutely no relationship to the industrious hard-working American honey bee to which we are indebted for pollinating vital crops that feed our nation.”

Were the folks at Warner Bros. seriously afraid of alienating the American honey bee?

I’ve read that the American Bee Association considered suing Allen for defaming the honey bee … and that must be why we ended up with that jive disclaimer right before the end credits. But, honestly, why stop there? The director, writer, and actor guilds should have sued Allen for defaming their respective trades, because this has to be the worst use ever of a $21 million production budget (reports vary on the $), seven Academy Award winning actors (Michael Caine, Olivia de Havilland, Ben Johnson, Jose Ferrer, Patty Duke, Lee Grant, and Henry Fonda, but none of them earned for this movie), and 800,000 bees with their stingers removed.

I’ll never forget THE SWARM because it’s not easy forgetting one of the worst movies ever made. I caught it (not all of it, though) for the first time in either late 1997 or early 1998, home alone late afternoon during my freshman year of college. I returned from class and found this disaster pic flipping channels. It was somewhere in the middle and I watched the rest. The lousy special effects, the cornball everything (premise, plot, dialogue, acting, title), and that darn disclaimer stuck with me. …

I’ve caught up with THE SWARM a couple more times or I’ve watched it at an interval of once every 10 years. It still rates about the exact same as the first time watching it, though, but I guess I have watched it a couple more times after the first as a honest reminder of what a bad movie’s truly like.

Guess we should give a lot of blame for THE SWARM to Allen (1916-91). The Master of Disaster produced THE POSEIDON ADVENTURE, THE TOWERING INFERNO, THE SWARM, BEYOND THE POSEIDON ADVENTURE, and WHEN TIME RAN OUT, the last three of which helped kill off the disaster films that were so popular in the 1970s. THE SWARM earned $7.7 million, BEYOND THE POSEIDON $2.1 million, and WHEN TIME RAN OUT $3.8 million.

Allen also directed THE SWARM and BEYOND THE POSEIDON. In THE SWARM, he kills two genres in one movie, combining disaster with the killer animal genre that became a dominant exploitation staple after the incredible success of Steven Spielberg’s JAWS in 1975.

It was David Hannum, not P.T. Barnum, who came up with the legendary quote, “There’s a sucker born every minute.” Should have been Irwin Allen, though, because his films really take us for suckers one and all. Fortunately, we are better (smarter) than that.

Stirling Silliphant (1918-96) wrote the screenplay for THE SWARM and he wrote both of Allen’s biggest hits, THE POSEIDON and TOWERING INFERNO. He also won an Academy Award for his screenplay for Best Picture winner IN THE HEAT OF THE NIGHT. (Silliphant’s erratic credits include VILLAGE OF THE DAMNED, SHAFT IN AFRICA, and OVER THE TOP.)

Unfortunately, his work on THE SWARM will go down in infamy.

Helicopter pilot: “Oh my God! Bees! Bees! Millions of bees … (later on) Bees! Millions of bees!” Of course, it does not help matters that the bees sometimes look more like painted-on black dots.

There’s some dynamite exchanges in THE SWARM. I’ll highlight just one.

Dr. Crane (Caine): Are you endowing these bees with human motives? Like saving their fellow bees from captivity, or seeking revenge on Mankind?

General Slater (Richard Widmark): I always credit my enemy, no matter what he may be, with equal intelligence.

“No matter what he may bee,” maybe they should have stripped Silliphant of his Academy Award for writing that one.

There’s more howlers in THE SWARM: “Houston on fire. Will history blame me, or the bees?”; “I know people look at me and think that I’m just the man behind the aspirin counter, but inside I love you”; “They’re more virulent than the Australian Brown-Box Jellyfish”; “By tomorrow there will be no more Africans … at least not in the Houston sector.” This dialogue indicts inself.

THE SWARM is one time where calling a film a train wreck is literal.

A train wreck, by the way, that kills Olivia de Havilland, Ben Johnson, and Fred MacMurray, two of the film’s seven Academy Award winning actors. Johnson (1918-96) fared better later as the conductor in the horror film TERROR TRAIN. I really did not want to mention that de Havilland, Johnson, and MacMurray form a romantic triangle in THE SWARM. Let’s just get past that and move on immediately, unlike the movie.

Having such an all-star cast, by the way, backfires miserably for THE SWARM, because I start thinking about movies like ZULU (Caine), THE ADVENTURES OF ROBIN HOOD (de Havilland), THE LAST PICTURE SHOW (Johnson), DOUBLE INDEMNITY (MacMurray), THE MIRACLE WORKER (Duke), and ONCE UPON A TIME IN THE WEST (Fonda), for example, rather than what I am supposed to be watching.

Some of the stars have smaller roles than others. Yeah, and I almost forgot about Richard Widmark, Richard Chamberlain, and Slim Pickens, though I mentioned the always skeptical, always boneheaded General Slater played by Widmark. How could I forget though about Mr. Pickens? According to Cinemorgue Wiki, Pickens died cinematic deaths in THE LAST COMMAND, A THUNDER OF DRUMS, DR. STRANGELOVE, MAJOR DUNDEE, ROUGH NIGHT IN JERICHO, PAT GARRETT & BILLY THE KID, BEYOND THE POSEIDON, THE BLACK HOLE, and THE HOWLING. They missed an opportunity in not killing Pickens in THE SWARM. I mean, his death scenes in DR. STRANGELOVE and PAT GARRETT & BILLY THE KID are legendary.

I am rambling, just like THE SWARM itself.

When you watch THE SWARM, please try and keep in mind that Paul Zastupnevich received a nomination for the Academy Award for Best Costume Design. Unbelievable, just unbelievable, like THE SWARM.

Terror Train (1980)

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TERROR TRAIN (1980) Two stars
An above-average cast and cinematographer John Alcott’s work aboard a novel setting for a horror film distinguish TERROR TRAIN but otherwise, it’s a bumpy ride for 90-plus minutes.

TERROR TRAIN succeeds in making the sales pitch “HALLOWEEN on a train” come true.

Scream queen Jamie Lee Curtis headlined the cast and this was her fourth horror movie of a career that began with a big bang in HALLOWEEN. She appeared in three horror movies alone in the calendar year 1980: THE FOG in February followed by Canadian productions PROM NIGHT (July) and TERROR TRAIN (October). HALLOWEEN II rounded out the Curtis horror movie quintology in October 1981 and she had successfully become typecast. Curtis broke free by the end of the decade, proving herself especially adept at comedy.

HALLOWEEN was a great scary movie and Curtis’ next four ranged from the average (THE FOG, HALLOWEEN II, TERROR TRAIN) to the abysmal (PROM NIGHT). They made her Laurie Strode character in HALLOWEEN II a shell of herself from the first movie: Curtis never quite perfected her limp and it was depressing to see her in that hobbled state after being such a refreshing, resourceful character in the original. She never lost her scream, though.

Like seemingly every other slasher of the era, TERROR TRAIN starts in the past. In the original HALLOWEEN, 6-year-old Michael Myers murdered his teenage sister Judith. In FRIDAY THE 13TH, two camp counselors are murdered. In PROM NIGHT, there’s a prank gone horribly wrong. TERROR TRAIN belongs in the prank gone horribly wrong category.

Curtis plays Alana Maxwell, who reluctantly takes a central role in the sexual initiation prank against fraternity pledge Kenny (Derek MacKinnon). Kenny, of course, goes schizo almost immediately after this prank and he’s sent to a psychiatric hospital. Three years later, these same fraternity and sorority creeps host a New Year’s Eve costume party on a moving train … and they have an uninvited guest. This costume party angle affords the filmmakers another novelty: Kenny can assume the identity of every person he kills, so he can be the guy in the Groucho Marx mask or the great lizard costume and catch his next victim by complete surprise.

These fraternity and sorority characters are by and large noxious pieces of work, especially Doc (Hart Bochner) and Mo (Timothy Webber). Their inevitable deaths feel like they take forever, mainly because we have to endure more and more of their odious behavior. Then, when we get there, their deaths are letdowns compared to similar moments in other slasher films. I mean, for crying out loud, even PROM NIGHT, an otherwise awful movie, gives us a great decapitation replete with a head roll.

And now for something completely different: Slashers often found room for at least one veteran cast member. They picked Ben Johnson (1918-96) as the veteran cast member in TERROR TRAIN and he thankfully gets a more substantial role than, let’s say, Glenn Ford in HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME. As the conductor Carne, Johnson shows the cool of a world champion rodeo cowboy and Academy Award winning supporting actor (LAST PICTURE SHOW). In fact, he’s almost too cool in the midst of all the murder and mayhem. Overall, he’s a welcome presence.

David Copperfield (the magician, not the Charles Dickens character) makes his motion picture debut, apparently because producer Sandy Howard liked magicians. Copperfield stretches his chops by playing “The Magician,” does a routine that slows down the movie even more in the middle, and bows out none too gracefully after being an obligatory red herring.

Harry Houdini (1874-1926) made only silent movies: feature-length THE GRIM GAME, THE MAN FROM BEYOND, and HAIDANE OF THE SECRET SERVICE. Silence could have served TERROR TRAIN well.

John Alcott (1931-86) received a mention in the opening paragraph for his cinematography. His credits include the Stanley Kubrick films 2001, A CLOCKWORK ORANGE, BARRY LYNDON, and THE SHINING (released about five months before TERROR TRAIN), and I mentioned him in the review of the 1975 World War II film OVERLORD. OVERLORD seamlessly combined archival footage director Stuart Cooper found from the Imperial War Museum with contemporary footage shot by Alcott. Alcott’s challenge in TERROR TRAIN naturally centered on space and lighting, and he proved up to the challenge. You can file TERROR TRAIN in the great-looking slasher films after HALLOWEEN and MY BLOODY VALENTINE.

Ultimately, though, TERROR TRAIN succeeds at train and fails at terror.