Category Archives: Netflix Pics

Netflix Pics: ‘Winnebago Man’ is one of the best docs you’ve never heard of

If you don’t know about the Winnebago Man, stop what you’re doing, read no further, and watch the video clip below.

That, my friends, is Jack Rebney a.k.a. Winnebago Man a.k.a. The Angriest Man in the World. About 20 years ago, he starred in a Winnebago sales video, entertaining the crew so much between takes that they kept the cameras rolling and distributed VHS copies of the outtakes to their friends after the shoot. Those friends made copies and showed their friends, who made copies and showed their friends, who did the same and who’s friends did the same. In a time before YouTube, Winnebago Man became one of humanity’s earliest viral videos.

Where is the Winnebago Man now? How did his viral fame affect him? Is he really the angriest man in the world? Roughly two decades after the now infamous video went viral, documentary filmmaker Ben Steinbauer attempts to track down and interview Rebney to answer these questions and more in Winnebago Man.

But there’s a catch: Nobody’s been able to find Rebney since the video emerged years ago. A private detective finds only a string of old P.O. boxes, and a web search nets just one old classifieds listing – for a boat. Where is the Winnebago Man, what is he up to, why is he so secretive, and is he even alive?

No spoilers here, folks. All I’ll say is that Winnebago Man made me laugh – a lot – and managed to humanize viral video victims along the way. Check it out on Netflix next time you’re in a docu-comedy sorta mood.

Watch ‘Red State’ Right Now

I’m having trouble figuring out how to start this review of what I think is a perfect movie. A bold opening sentence, I know, but any accurate synopsis would spoil so much of what makes Red State great that my writing one would do all five of you reading this blog a disservice.

“But what’s so perfect about it, yo?” you wonder. “If you were a good writer, you could make your point without spending so much time focusing on how difficult you’re finding it to make your point.”

Shut up.

Red State is perfect for the same reason any Perfect Movie is perfect: It starts strong, gets better, then ends. A simple formula, really, but few films even aim for that let alone pull it off. So many movies these days rely on huge set pieces, mind-blowing action sequences, and high-concept drama that they blow their loads early. Everything after the Great Part lags. You yawn. Check your phone. Tweet about the cool bits.

Red State starts with a strong small-town horror set up, then takes one unpredictable turn after another, each better than the last, and ends sharp. The characters are (sometimes frighteningly) believable and the acting couldn’t have been any better (especially from Michael Parks [as Fred Phelps meets David Koresh] and John Goodman). Throw a little cultural commentary into the mix and you’ve got yourself a Perfect Movie.


Watch it on Netflix, guys. Seriously.


This Documentary is only kind of about Porn

Every one of the first six Netflix user reviews for Michael Grecco‘s Naked Ambition: An R-Rated Look at an X-Rated Industry give it a 1-star rating. “It is NOT a true doccumentary,” one reviewer whines. Another says it “makes porn boring”. The comment rated most helpful by the Netflix community reads, “This documentary sux!!!!!!!”

Those people are all wrong, and because they’re unanimously and vocally so, I feel obligated to correct them.

First order of business: Naked Ambition is not a documentary about porn. It’s a documentary about Grecco’s attempt to shoot a coffee table photography book in only three days. His subject just happens to be the Adult Video News awards show in Las Vegas. People expecting a straight documentary about porn will be disappointed (though there’s plenty of sex-free nudity), and that’s their own fault. The film’s synopsis clearly states that the doc is about Grecco working to compile photos for his book, which brings me to my next point.

Second order of business: Naked Ambition is not an advertisement for Grecco’s book (also named Naked Ambition: blah blah blah). Many reviewers complain that it’s self-indulgent and that Grecco is creepy. None of this is true. It’s about Grecco shooting for his book. Of course he’s going to talk about it. The man worked 20 hours a day for 3 days and you don’t want to hear about the finished product!? Would you complain that The Beatles Let It Be film is an advertisement for the album?

Third order of business: Naked Ambition is not entirely without plot or insight. Plotwise, it follows one thread about Grecco making his book and another about two up-and-coming young actresses vying for the coveted Best New Starlet award. Along the way it provides a glimpse of some porn stars’ real personalities, and they aren’t exceptionally strange or emotionally damaged at all. Throw in some behind-the-scenes peeks at the awards show and the convention preceding it and, as an added bonus, brief interviews with some of the most interesting sex toy creators you’ll ever see, and this doc has way more substance than prude reviewers would have you believe.

You see, it starts as a straight documentary about a photographer shooting for a coffee table book. Interviews along the way introduce stars, inventors, and awards. Slowly, you start caring more about the people and less about the book and the porn. Will Sunny Lane, a former figure skater and current Next Big Thing, win an award? Will Grecco land a photo-op with smut legend and First Amendment crusader Larry Flynt? I’m not telling.

Naked Ambition is an excellent documentary, folks. If you’re interested in photography, porn, awards shows, or convention expos, (and who doesn’t love convention expos?), you’ll dig this flick.

Rotten Tomatoes gives Naked Ambition a stinky ol’ 38%. I gave it four Netflix stars out of five.

I’m right. As usual.

Netflix Pic: Fallen Angels

I never recommend bad movies, ever. Usually I can back my picks up with more logical arguments than “This movie is cool”, though. Fallen Angels is cool. You’re just going to have to trust me on this one.

I first watched Wong Kar-Wai‘s 墮落天使  (doesn’t the title look so much cooler that way?) back on August 2. I didn’t know how to write about it then, and I don’t know how to write about it now, but I do know that I have to write about it. This movie is proof that all style/no substance can work, and it’s still blowing my mind.

To be fair, Fallen Angels isn’t completely devoid of substance. It’s about a hit man who needs to get over the affections of his beautiful and elusive partner before he can get out of the killing game. It’s about a quirky mute fellow who forces people to pay him for things they don’t want. It’s about an emotional woman searching the night for her ex-boyfriend. But mostly it’s about a few neon Hong Kong nights and how they all come together in the end, in a diner, during a brawl. [SPOILER? The screen grab above is from just about the very last shot in the movie, but it’s on the cover so it’s not a spoiler. SPOILER?]

Fallen Angels is a movie you watch with a pack of cigarettes instead of a bowl of popcorn. Is it a good film? Definitely. Is it a great one? Probably. The music is pretty fantastic. Watch it on Netflix, which is no longer Netflix Instant, because Netflix Slow is now Qwickster.

Netflix Pics: ‘1984’

I’m not adding anything meaningful to the Internet when I say Nineteen Eighty-Four is a great film. That’s obvious. Based on George Orwell‘s classic novel and starring John Hurt and Richard Burton (his final performance), it would have taken a miracle for this movie to be anything less than stellar. Suzanna Hamilton‘s captivating portrayal of Julia is particularly notable, and I’m not just saying that because she spends so much of her screen time naked.

But this isn’t a review, it’s a recommendation. 1984 is streaming on Netflix Instant, and you should watch it whether you’ve read the book or not. If you haven’t read the book, the images below may be spoilery. I’m including them because I love the framing in this scene and because this is my blog, so I can do whatever I want.

As always, click for hi-res.

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[I could have gotten enormous amounts of traffic on this post by analyzing the role sexuality plays in this film and including frame grabs with more nudity. I didn’t do it. This time.]

Netflix Pics: ‘La Moustache’

From Netflix:

Marc (Vincent Lindon) has worn a mustache all his adult life. One day on a whim, he decides to shave it off. Certain his wife will comment on the drastic change in his appearance, Marc is baffled when neither she nor friends notice at all. Even more disturbing is that once he calls attention to it, everyone insists he’s never had a mustache.

This is the simple premise behind La Moustache, Emmanuel Carrere‘s 2005 French thriller based on his novel of the same name. What sounded to me like an excitingly original idea for a comedy turned out to be the setup to one of the better thrillers you can find streaming on Netflix Instant.

The very first scene in La Moustache, pictured above, is Marc shaving his titular facial hair. Every turn the film takes from that point on is unexpected. Has Marc gone crazy? Are all his friends playing a big joke on him?

It’s a good sign when a movie can keep an interested audience wondering what’s real, and with head games that start within its first 5 minutes, La Moustache will leave you guessing through – and long after – its 87-minute run time.

No spoilers here, people. You’ll have to see this movie for yourselves. It earned every one of the five stars I gave it in my Netflix rating, and if you like puzzling psychological thrillers, it’ll earn yours too.

I posted the link twice already, but here it is again. It’s less than an hour and a half long. You can thank me later.

Seriously, who else is going to recommend this one to you? It would be awfully lame to forget all about this post and miss out on a fantastic movie like La Moustache.  You can at least pop it into your queue, right?