Comedies

The Daytrippers

If you’ve ever had the pleasure of being woken up at your parents’ house the day after a major holiday to the sound of a vacuum cleaner or a dishwasher being unloaded at 7am, then you’ll understand the comedic brilliance of this week’s pick The Daytrippers (Disc/Download).

Greg Mottola’s directorial debut is a fun, frenetic tale of family drama at Thanksgiving, made at the height of the independent film craze of the 1990s (back when $50,000 got you… a great movie, apparently!). Eliza (Hope Davis) suspects her husband (Stanley Tucci) is cheating on her, so she and her entire family hop in the station wagon and drive to Manhattan in an attempt to catch him in a lie. Other people may spend their Black Fridays at the mall, but the Malones prefer to be crammed into a car with no heat, listening to Eliza’s sister’s boyfriend (Liev Schrieber) describe the plot of his novel. For anyone who has stood by while an author desperately attempts to summarize their own work, you know this special torture. Parker Posey is fantastic as flaky sister Jo, but it’s Anne Meara who steals every scene with her smothering yet hilarious presence. Don’t go into the light, Rita!!!

If you’re going on a wild goose chase through the city with your zany family in tow, you’ll need a beverage that seamlessly makes the transition from breakfast to cocktail hour. Maybe you need to start imbibing as soon as the vacuum cleaner plays its reveille- no judgment here! While watching The Daytrippers, I recommend drinking this Rise and Shine cocktail.

Rise and Shine

1 ½ oz Bourbon

½ oz Kahlua

¼ oz Maple Syrup

1 oz Cold Brew

2 Dashes Chocolate Bitters

Combine all ingredients in a shaker with ice. Shake to chill, then strain into a martini glass.

One of my favorite Thanksgiving movies is another Parker Posey classic, The House of Yes, which features an even more dysfunctional family than the one in The Daytrippers. Really, the Malones look pretty normal compared to the Pascals, though Parker is an equally weird, funny ingenue in both. Why not settle in and make it a double feature? Maybe you can even convince your mom to turn off the coffee grinder and join you. Cheers!

Action/Adventure/Heist · Uncategorized

Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom

A much-anticipated trip to experience the Indiana Jones Adventure at Disneyland prompted this week’s watch; the second installment of Spielberg’s Indy trilogy that I’ve always referred to as “the gross one”: Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom (Disc/Download). As a child, I couldn’t get past the monkey brain scene, but as an adult, I made it all the way through pits of fire and creepy crawlies, and a sprawling underground city of child slave labor. When I tell you I have earned that trip to Disneyland, believe it.

Although my favorite Indiana Jones movie will always be Last Crusade, the sheer weirdness of Temple of Doom bumps it up to second place in my eyes. Imagine, you create a character that looks like he came straight from the Golden Age of Cinema, a hero adults and children can all rally around, and then you… send him into a whirlpool of black magic and voodoo cults. You serve him eyeball soup and raw beetles. You give him a heroine who, while stylish and beautiful, is fairly annoying throughout the entirety of the film. If not for Short Round and the fabulous production design, there wouldn’t be much to recommend in this movie. However, the relationship between adventurer and precocious child is every bit as fun as the one between adventurer and precocious old man in Last Crusade. This movie takes the viewer on a circuitous, bizarre ride, but it manages to keep Harrison sweaty and shirtless for a satisfactory amount of time. And at this particular moment in my life, that’s enough for me.

Make no mistake, the banquet scene is still gross. It helps if you have a cocktail and a blindfold, and preferably an empty stomach. While watching Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom, I recommend drinking this Temple ‘Tini.

Temple ‘Tini

1 1/2 oz Dark Spiced Rum

1/4 oz Banana Liqueur

1/4 oz Vanilla syrup

3/4 oz Cold Brew

3 dashes Ginger Bitters

Gummy snake (garnish)

Combine ingredients in a shaker with ice. Shake to chill, then strain into a chilled coupe glass. Garnish with a gummy snake.

Although the Disney Imagineers built a ride inspired by the production design of Temple of Doom, I really wish they had instead focused on the Shanghai nightclub where this story begins. Like Rick’s Café, Club Obi Wan looks like the perfect place to sip a cocktail amid the chaos of war, or crowds of screaming children. A missed opportunity, Disney. Cheers!

Classic Films · Dramas

The Man Who Knew Too Much

I don’t know about you, but I’m in dire need of a good Day. Doris Day, that is. When anxiety, hopelessness, rage, and disappointment threaten to overtake me, it always helps to watch a star who faced tremendous struggles onscreen and off. One who came through these battles with her grace, dignity, and empathy intact. It seems fitting then, that Doris Day’s iconic song from The Man Who Knew Too Much (Disc/Download) would feel tailored to this most uncertain of times we’re living in: “Que sera, sera; whatever will be, will be. The future’s not ours to see; que sera, sera.”

The fact that Alfred Hitchcock made a perfectly great version of The Man Who Knew Too Much in 1934, then decided to do it again in 1956 is a pretty wild concept. Nevertheless, if he had to fulfill a studio obligation for one more picture, I’m glad he decided to dust this story off because 1950s Man has a lot more heart and emotional depth. Much of that comes from Doris Day and Jimmy Stewart, who have always felt like America’s parents. If you happened to be kidnapped by terrorists, you could feel confident they would be clever and determined enough to rescue you. Doris gets a lot more material to work with than Edna Best did in the original, and it’s to her credit the stakes feel so much higher. Seeing her devolve into hysterics when she realizes her son is missing, then watching her steely resolve take over when she faces an incompetent police force is a wonderful arc. In the end, it’s Doris who saves the day, because terrorism is no match for a woman with a strong, powerful voice.

When The Man Who Knew Too Much opens, Jimmy, Doris, and their little boy are on a bus to Marrakesh. There are some great scenes filmed in a Moroccan bazaar (in fact, Doris insisted on better care for the background animals, refusing to shoot until every camel, horse, stray dog, and cat had food and water), before the plot takes them all to London. Doris and Jimmy end up throwing an impromptu party in their hotel room, and one wonders just how many gin & tonics their friends put back while waiting on these two to foil an international assassination plot and find their son. This time of year, I love the flavor of cardamom in my drinks, so I’ll be infusing some Old Tom gin with a handful of cardamom pods. Leave it to soak overnight, then strain the pods out. While watching The Man Who Knew Too Much, I recommend drinking this Ambrose Chapel Gin & Tonic.

Ambrose Chapel Gin & Tonic

2 oz Cardamom-infused Old Tom Gin

5 oz Indian tonic water

Orange wheel (dried)

Star Anise

Build drink over ice, and garnish with a dried orange wheel and star anise.

It’s ironic that Doris hated the song “Que Sera, Sera” when she first heard it, thinking it too cutesy and saccharine, because even by her own account, she lived her life by its lyrics. She didn’t know what the future held, but she never lost faith in herself. Her world wasn’t rainbows day after day, and she couldn’t have known prior to each marriage how the men in her life would let her down. But after every disappointment, betrayal, and setback, she got up, dusted herself off, and put one foot in front of the other. Her voice was her gift, and for the rest of her life, she used it to help the people and causes that mattered to her. Just as I’ll try my best to do now, one Day at a time. Cheers!

horror

Suspiria

Summoning all my courage and pouring a stiff drink, I finally took a reluctant step into the world of Giallo horror this week. The entry point: Dario Argento’s tale of a coven of murderous witches at a German ballet school, Suspiria (Disc/Download). Having already watched and enjoyed the 2018 remake by Luca Guadagnino, I felt comfortable with the subject matter, but fearful about the level of horror awaiting me. Were things a lot more gruesome in 1977? I was about to find out.

Starring Jessica Harper as the naïve dancer who unknowingly steps into the coven’s lair, Suspiria is visually stunning from the very first frame. It’s like if Wes Anderson teamed up with Gianni Versace to make a picture that’s all symmetry, color, and gold leaf. The rooms have intense red lighting, garish murals, and neoclassical styles mingling with baroque, but the way it’s shot is very controlled. The school is both scary and beautiful, and the same could be said about the movie itself. Yes, there are grisly scenes, such as a girl being trapped in razor wire while her throat is slashed, a rain of maggots falling from the ceiling, and a truly horrifying bat attack, but with the arresting soundtrack by prog-rock band Goblin and the otherworldly set designs, you just deal with the gore because it’s all part of the experience.

Speaking of gore, I’m still mulling over the sticky red drink served at the school, which looks suspiciously like blood. Maybe it’s Campari, but… maybe not???  While you’re watching Suspiria, aim for something more appetizing with this Serpent’s Eye cocktail.

Serpent’s Eye

1 ½ oz Apple Brandy

1 ½ oz Dark Rum

½ oz Campari

1 oz Lime Juice

½ oz Grenadine

2 oz Blood Orange Juice

Blood orange slice (Garnish)

Combine all ingredients in a shaker with ice. Shake to chill, then strain into a coupe glass. Garnish with a blood orange slice.

In addition to its impressive visuals, Suspiria also offers an interesting commentary on power. The only way to eliminate the coven is to remove its leader, which is akin to cutting off the head of a snake. One wonders if it works that way in real life with other dangerous cults and movements, or if history is always doomed to repeat itself with new snakes and new heads. By the end of this movie, I was cheering for the world of Argento: a world where evil can be defeated by a powerful American woman. That’s the world I want to live in, maggots and bats and all. Cheers!

Classic Films · horror

I Walked With a Zombie

I love ghost stories with a touch of gothic romance almost as much as I love tropical cocktails, so when I discovered that Jacques Tourneur’s I Walked With a Zombie (Disc/Download) is a Caribbean-set riff on Jane Eyre, I was all in. Finally, an excuse to break out all the rums in October!

Classic horror has always been my go-to during spooky season because it’s generally more psychological horror than visual horror. Even in this film, which has the word “Zombie” in the title, it’s quickly communicated that the zombie is actually just a very sick woman who is unable to speak or communicate after battling a tropical fever. The terror comes from everything around her: the checked out husband, the fiery, drunken ex-lover, the naïve Canadian nurse, the resentful locals descended from slaves, and even a mother-in-law masquerading as a Voodoo priestess. In one poignant scene, the newly arrived nurse remarks to her cab driver with tone-deaf cheer that even though his ancestors came to the island chained to the bottom of a ship, “At least they came to a beautiful place!” His response: “If you say so, miss.” With one line, everything we assumed about these characters and this setting has been upended. We now understand who and what is evil on this island.

Looking back through my Cinema Sips archives, I’m a little surprised I haven’t featured a Zombie cocktail yet. However, the Caribbean setting of this film makes it an ideal match for the classic Tiki drink adapted from Don the Beachcomber’s original recipe. While you’re watching I Walked With a Zombie, I recommend drinking a Zombie.

Zombie

1 ½ oz Jamaican Rum

1 ½ oz Puerto Rican Rum

1 oz Overproof Rum

¼ oz Cinnamon Syrup

½ oz Grapefruit Juice

½ oz Velvet Falernum

¾ oz Lime Juice

¼ oz Grenadine

2 dashes Absinthe

1 dash Angostura Bitters

Mint Sprig

Combine all ingredients in a shaker with ice. Shake until chilled, then strain into a tiki mug or tall glass filled with fresh crushed ice. Garnish with a sprig of mint.

If you came to I Walked With a Zombie expecting rotting flesh and slow-moving corpses, you might be disappointed to find only melodrama and chiaroscuro lighting. But for those of us who understand that our world has been built on a lot of scary, unpleasant history, this is the true horror watch. Cheers!

horror

Scream

So okay, I don’t want to be a traitor to my generation and all, but before this week, I had never watched Scream (Disc/Download). However, in the name of research for a manuscript I’m currently working on, I finally had to bite the bullet and give Skeet Ulrich a chance. After all, great art requires great sacrifice.

Before you start questioning how I could have gone this long without watching Ghostface slash his way through a group of teenagers, keep in mind that when this movie came out, I was thirteen and only interested in three things: My So-Called Life MTV marathons, my VHS copy of Clueless, and Sweet Valley High paperbacks. Why would I want to watch Neve Campbell fighting off a knife attack when I could watch Neve Campbell falling in/out of love while raising her orphan siblings on Party of Five? I probably could have gone the rest of my life without watching this meta horror franchise, but when the need arose, I sighed and stepped up to the challenge. I watched the original, as well as the reboot, skipping a few in the middle. I saw Neve get chased, I saw Courtney Cox usher in an era of tabloid journalism as reporter Gale Weathers (that name!!!!), and I saw a lot of annoying film studies majors share their VERY STRONG OPINIONS on the genre. Thankfully, there was alcohol involved during this experiment.

Thinking about an appropriate cocktail for the Scream franchise, I wanted to choose something fall-inspired because these are great movies to watch in the month of October. Smoky Mezcal simulates the feeling of being around a campfire (although here in Texas we’re still hunkered around the air conditioner), and a riff on the Last Word cocktail is appropriately named for a movie that gives its murder victims a shocking amount of dialogue. While watching Scream, I recommend drinking a Famous Last Words cocktail.

Famous Last Words

1 ½ oz Mezcal

¾ oz Yellow Chartreuse

¾ oz Lime Juice

¼ oz Maraschino Liqueur

Combine all ingredients in a shaker with ice. Shake to chill, then strain into a rocks glass filled with fresh ice. Garnish with a twist of lime.

So what’s the verdict, then? Am I glad I finally watched these? Overall, yes. I’m never going to be a true fan of the slasher genre, but the nineties nostalgia kept me engaged, and it was fun to see all the teen stars who continue to age gracefully on our streaming apps. We may have all gotten older, but the Ghostface mask will always be timeless. Cheers!

Dramas

Apartment 7A

Spooky season is upon us, which is probably great news for some, and terrible news for those of us who don’t enjoy feeling afraid. For one month a year, I am forced to go outside my comfort zone and try new (read: scarier) types of movies. Sometimes, as in the case of Rosemary’s Baby, it works out. I don’t watch this classic and lay awake thinking about how the Satanists are coming to kill me; I lay awake thinking about Rosemary’s cute dresses. When I heard there was a new prequel to this beloved film, I was intrigued. Would it be scarier than the original? Would it be as stylish? After watching Apartment 7A (Disc/Download), I’m happy to report all the elements I loved about the first one survived the dreaded Hollywood IP churn. This movie is good.

Shocking absolutely no one, a gorgeous psychological thriller directed by a woman and featuring beautiful sets and costumes got a straight-to-streaming release on Paramount+. Why? Because Hollywood execs still don’t understand what female viewers want. In Apartment 7A, Julia Garner plays injured Broadway dancer Terry Gionoffrio, and trust me when I say if you were impressed by the 1960s-era production design of The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel, you will be impressed by Apartment 7A. Lots of wild costumes, sets that evoke a Powell & Pressburger dream sequence, and even a rousing climax set to the music of The Ronettes. Hell, even Satan is bedazzled! Jim Sturgess fills in for John Cassavetes, playing a sleazy Broadway producer instead of a sleazy husband, and Dianne Wiest does her own spin on the role made so famous by Ruth Gordon. But really, it’s Garner who steals the show. She creates a unique character, totally separate from Rosemary, who seamlessly inserts herself into this world we already know so well. Yes, there are Tannis Root and Vodka Blush winks scattered throughout, but this story stands on its own. Where fractured ideas of motherhood and domesticity were the driving force behind the original, here it’s professional ambition. What would you give up to have the career that makes you feel most alive? Can women ever really “have it all”?

As mentioned, the Vodka Blush makes a resurgence here, and you can find the recipe for that in my original Rosemary’s Baby post. However, we also get a new cocktail introduced in Jim Sturgess’s fabulous mid-century modern apartment, the classic Old Fashioned. I’m making a syrup with fresh ginger root (not Tannis root) to give this one a little kick, because sadly, his Old Fashioned also has quite the kick. While watching Apartment 7A, I recommend drinking a Ginger Old Fashioned.

Ginger Old Fashioned

For syrup:

1 cup Sugar

½ cup Water

¼ cup peeled, chopped Ginger

To make the syrup, combine sugar, water, and ginger in a saucepan over medium heat. Bring to a boil, then reduce to a simmer and cook for approximately 2 minutes. Turn off the heat and let it steep for about 20 minutes. Strain out solids and let the syrup cool.

For cocktail:

2 oz Bourbon

¼ oz prepared Ginger Syrup

3 dashes Ginger Bitters

Orange peel

Pinch edible glitter

Dehydrated citrus ring

To make the cocktail, place a large ice cube or sphere in a rocks glass. In a separate mixing glass, add the ginger syrup, bourbon, ginger bitters, pinch of edible glitter, and fresh ice. Stir to combine and chill. Strain into the prepared rocks glass, and express the oil of an orange peel over the glass. Garnish with dehydrated citrus.

I suppose one good thing about Apartment 7A going straight to streaming is that I can immediately watch it at home with the perfect cocktail, and consequently share it with my readers. If you’re wondering why there’s glitter in my drink, it’s because this particular incarnation of Satan is so sparkly. A bold choice, but I love it! Stylish outfits, stylish apartments, and cocktail parties of the occult—this is the kind of horror I can get behind. Cheers!

Action/Adventure/Heist · Classic Films

The Flight of the Phoenix

Completing my month of “Desert Movies” (a theme I never imagined I’d tackle, but stumbled into and embraced): a Jimmy Stewart classic that was new to me, The Flight of the Phoenix (Disc/Download). Featuring a terrific opening credits sequence that’s equal parts cheesy and thrilling, this movie’s tone is all over the place. But like that busted old plane, it comes together in the end.

Serving as a bridge between ensemble war dramas of the 1950s and the disaster flicks of the 1970s, The Flight of the Phoenix features a seemingly incongruous cast but takes itself seriously enough that you wouldn’t put it in the same category as say, The Towering Inferno. It’s Classic Hollywood (Jimmy Stewart, Ernest Borgnine, Richard Attenborough)-meets-New Hollywood (Peter Finch, Ian Bannen, etc.). It’s a pilot from an analog era crash-landing with an engineer from the emerging digital age. Through these contradictions, the film stays interesting and engaging, even when the scenery doesn’t change a whole lot. We’re there for the acting and the script, not the desert vistas and sunburns. Admittedly, things drag a bit in the middle as the crash survivors attempt to turn the scraps of their old plane into something flyable (before dying of dehydration or getting killed by Libyans), but the exciting climax makes the wait worthwhile. That, and the terrific Connie Francis song “Senza Fine” that’s so out of place, yet incredibly welcome.

Before the plane crashes, the passengers and crew are both getting a little wild with the booze. Ouzo is the drink of choice in the main cabin, while Dickie Attenborough is imbibing something else on the flight deck. I found a great recipe for a classic cocktail that uses Old Tom gin, which very well could have been in his bottle, and my garnish is a Medjool date because that’s all the food these poor men had. Just… dates. While watching The Flight of the Phoenix, I recommend drinking a Phoenix cocktail.

Phoenix

1 1/2 oz Old Tom Gin

1/8 oz Bénédictine

2-3 dashes Orange Bitters

Orange Twist

Medjool Date

Combine gin, Bénédictine, and bitters in a shaker filled with ice. Stir to combine and chill, then strain into a Nick & Nora glass. Garnish with a twist of orange, and a skewered date.

It’s thrilling to watch Jimmy Stewart in the cockpit, given his decorated career as a military pilot during WWII. You get the sense that he truly loved filming these scenes, and he looks totally at home even when flying a scabbed together piece of fuselage. Yes, Jimmy’s a great actor, but he’s even better when the real hero inside of him shines through. Cheers!

Dramas

The English Patient

It may have been a Seinfeld punchline, but after watching all traces of passion slowly fade from movies over the last twenty years, the BIG ROMANCE of The English Patient (Disc/Download) is no laughing matter to me. This is what I want from Hollywood. This is what I’m not getting from Hollywood. Bathtubs and candlelight, frescoes and caves. Enough drama to rival a soap opera.

Directed by Anthony Minghella, this lengthy WWII epic slots nicely into my favorite film genre: “Beautiful People in Beautiful Places”. Ralph Fiennes plays a brooding cartographer exploring the Saharan desert, who meets the great love of his life (Kristin Scott Thomas) while searching for an ancient cave. Unfortunately, she’s already married to Colin Firth, but it doesn’t stop them from starting a torrid affair. Things take a bad turn when war breaks out, and the desert suddenly becomes crowded with Nazis. Without spoiling too much, Fiennes ends up badly burned when his biplane is shot down over the desert, and he spends most of the movie bedridden, scarred, and recounting his tale to a kindhearted French-Canadian nurse (Juliette Binoche). The movie does a great job of balancing flashbacks and present-day, and while it’s too long for my liking at nearly three hours, the individual scenes never drag. These are actors are the top of their game, and Minghella showcases them in stunning light.

Although champagne is on the menu in many scenes, I prefer to mix up something that’s a little more refreshing for those sand-filled days and nights. I found a version of this cocktail in a delightful book gifted to me by Karie Bible of The Hollywood Kitchen (Hollywood Cocktails by Michael O’Mara Books), and it’s a fitting choice when you’re watching a wounded man get strapped to a camel. While watching The English Patient, I recommend drinking a Desert Healer.

Desert Healer

1 oz Dry Gin

1/2 oz Cherry Heering

2 oz Orange Juice

5 oz Ginger Beer

Orange wheel (garnish)

Combine first three ingredients in a shaker with ice. Shake to chill, then strain into a tumbler filled with fresh ice. Top with Ginger Beer, and garnish with an orange wheel.

Hollywood lost a tremendous talent when Anthony Minghella passed away in 2008, and I sometimes wonder what kinds of movies he’d be making today, had he lived longer. I assume they’d be wonderful character-driven stories about people in bygone eras, but maybe he’d have found a way to make our current world beautiful too. Like Ralph Fiennes’ character, I yearn for a time when someone’s ability to find passion in the world around them mattered more than their name. Or, how many tickets executives thought they could sell. Cheers!

Dramas

There Will Be Blood

There are some movies, no matter how many times I try to watch them, and how many people encourage me to “give it another chance,” I will never enjoy watching. Apocalypse Now is one, Down With Love is another. Before this week, I would have put There Will Be Blood (Disc/Download) on that list. That’s how much I disliked it the first time around. Seventeen years later (eight of them spent watching a self-serving, spray-tanned false prophet rise to political power), and I’m ready to revise my opinion. Turns out, There Will Be Blood is a great movie.

I can’t even explain how much of a relief it is to feel this way. For years, I’ve had to qualify my adoration of Paul Thomas Anderson’s movies with, “They’re all perfect! Well… except for There Will Be Blood.” At long last, there is no caveat; I finally “get” this movie. Maybe I had to fall in love with Daniel Day-Lewis as Reynolds Woodcock: fussy couturier of The Phantom Thread before I could love him as Daniel Plainview: prospector, oilman, and all-around greedy sonofabitch. Whatever the reason, I simply can’t get enough of his performance. The voice, the movements, the intensity; I’m all in. I particularly love the moment when Daniel realizes his nemesis, small-town preacher Eli Sunday (Paul Dano), is just as much of an opportunist and performance artist as he is. In the span of a few seconds, you see his expression change from one of boredom, to skepticism, to recognition. There can be only one liar-in-chief on these oil fields, and it’s almost inevitable that the other one is drained dry before he even knows what happened.

Speaking of draining, most people are familiar with the famous line, “I drink your milkshake!!!”, spoken to illustrate the point that the land below an untapped oil field has already been drained. You could certainly mix up a boozy milkshake for this movie, but I prefer to make a drink that speaks to a rough, bloody life on the California oil fields at the turn of the 20th century. I use Liber & Co.’s Blood Orange Cordial in so many cocktails, and it’s perfectly on-theme here. While watching There Will Be Blood, I recommend drinking a Blood Sacrifice.

Blood Sacrifice

2 oz Bourbon

1 oz Lemon Juice

½ oz Blood Orange Cordial

¼ oz Apricot Liqueur

¼ oz Cinnamon Syrup

2 dashes Angostura Bitters

Combine all ingredients in a shaker with ice. Shake to combine and chill, then strain into a glass filled with fresh ice. Garnish with a dried citrus wheel.

My only lingering complaint with There Will Be Blood is the lack of female characters, especially because Anderson has an incredible skill for writing complex women into his films. However, in viewing this movie through the lens of the last eight years, it’s easy to understand why. Any woman in Daniel Plainview’s life would be a mere accessory. He’s not capable of thinking about women as actual human beings; he’d only turn some lucky lady into a show piece or pawn, allowing her no agency of her own. Frankly, I’d rather watch no woman than that woman. But to sum it up, if There Will Be Blood was low on your Paul Thomas Anderson list before today, I urge you to give it another chance. I’m certainly glad I did. Cheers!