The Challenge

the_challenge1982A down on his luck boxer who needs a big score to get himself back on his feet is the plot to about 1,000 genre films from the 40s to the 60s. In The Challenge, the challenge as it were was to do something different with this trope.

In the case of this 1982 John Frankenheimer actioner, it’s a gig escorting a rare family heirloom from Los Angeles to Kyoto, Japan.

The piece in question, a samurai sword, was exchanged for a pack of smokes in World War II, and an enterprising GI brought it to LA. Its rightful owners want it back and the scion of the family, wheelchair-bound Toshio, hires a washed up California prizefighter to be its keeper.

Wearing the gloves is Scott Glenn as rugged Murphy, lured by the (still) impressive sum of $500/day, to smuggle the weapon in a golf bag through customs.

Unfortunately, the sword is not the genuine article. It’s a set up.

Others have their eyes on the prize, including Toshio’s evil uncle, Hideo, a business big-wig with a sprawling corporate compound that’d shame Facebook headquarters, featuring a slot where an ancient samurai sword should be…uh…slotted?

By this point, Hideo’s fully Americanized henchman Ando has unceremoniously tossed Toshio head over wheels out the back of a moving van and is threatening to kill Murphy if he doesn’t provide details about the weapon’s whereabouts.

But damned if he knows.

Turns out finding the real sword involves infiltrating a samurai school, run by none other than the legendary Toshiro Mifune as Toru Yoshida.

Where do Murphy’s loyalties lie? Does he bow to goon pressure and swipe the sword?

Co-written by John Sayles, the man behind three of our site faves, Piranha, The Howling and Alligator, The Challenge is fairly engaging stuff. Sayles keeps things moving at a nice pace, introducing lug Murphy to the decorous, simple pleasures of Japanese dojo life (we imagine Steven Seagal* enjoying this too for a bit, before that gave way to the pleasures of the Japanese buffet).

And in The Challenge, Murphy is, of course, bested by some righteous black belt artistry and demands that he be trained in the deadly arts before being swayed by the ways of the samurai.

And after being thrown out of the temple, he has to prove himself to get back in their good graces by withstanding burial up to the neck with no food nor drink for days.

The Challenge is by no means a classic, but does feature some kick-butt kendo, and some kyudo (Japanese archery).

*** (out of 5)

[Editors’ note: the movie is also notable for something else: aikido choreography by the bloated ponytail himself, then billed as “Steve” Seagal.

Night of the Demons

night_of_the_demons_posterAngela is having a party…Are you invited?

If so, you should RSVP a yes. Night of the Demons is a joy.

Bookended with a wraparound that’d put 90% of anthologies to shame, it cheekily plays with Devil’s Night paranoia surrounding candy tampering, about which University of Delaware criminology professor Joel Best says “I have yet to find of a report of an incident where a child was killed or seriously injured by a contaminated treat picked up in the course of trick-or-treating,”

Still, candy tampering is a scare that’s passed down through the ages, regardless of whether a razor blade apple would be the best vector for sick mischief given kids’ antipathy to healthy fruit when they’re expecting tasty candy.

In Night of the Demons, it’s used wholly incidentally, as an old man on whom none of the rest of the tale depends decides to exact revenge on good-for-nothin’ no-good prankster kids via blades (no spoilers here, promise).

But he’s merely a conduit to introduce viewers to the principals, a fun lot who expand the film beyond your standard “dumb teens partying in an abandoned house” boilerplate.

Night of the Demons has some terrific characters, most notably an abusive sexist lunk-head, the appropriately-handled “Stooge,” who resembles a WWE jobber and whose face is ripped off in glorious fashion, to the unforgettable Linnea Quigley as Suzanne, a sexually voracious rump-shower.

And then there’s Angela. Yes, Angela from the poster.

Roger, Stooge and company spend a night in an abandoned mortuary

She’s an elegant goth girl whose idea to liven up the Halloween party proceedings by holding a seance, is what conjures up the demons eventually responsible for killing most of the party-goers. Whoops.

Night of the Demons is very silly, yet undeniably charming and the opener is one for the ages…

Its un-PC 80s repartee is dynamite, plus the sexual set-pieces unforgettable.

Shout Factory’s got a special collectors’ edition Blu-ray.

***1/2 (out of 5)

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