Well,
we’ve been at this website thing for
almost a year now, so it’s about time
we stare right into the eye of the weird
wild world of Edward D. Wood Jr. and try
not to flinch first...
Our
morality play begins in a courtroom as a
judge reads the riot act to two parents,
Carl and Jane Parkins (Arthur
Millan and Barbara Weeks). We
decipher that their offspring has done
something really really bad, and frankly,
the judge thinks it's all their fault. The
mother starts to reminisce and wonders
"Where did I go wrong?"
Uh-oh,
flashback...
...We
jump back in time and meet their daughter,
Paula (Jean
Moorhead). The bleak family picture
comes into focus as we find out that mom
does a lot of charity work and is seldom
home, and that dad’s a newspaperman and
is home even less. Paula needs to talk to
her mom, but she’s halfway out the door
to some banquet. As they
trade compliments, Paula comes of as a
nice girl and mom gives her a blank check
for any cash she might need for the
evening. (Cue
ominous music.) After she leaves,
Paula's demeanor visibly changes to
something more sinister as she calls up
her gal pals and arranges to meet them
later.
That
evening, a black sedan pulls up to a
lonely gas station. When the attendant
comes out, the driver sticks a gun in his
face. The other three passengers get out,
and while one watches the road the others
head inside for the loot. They're all
wearing masks, but it’s pretty easy to
recognize that one of them is Paula.
Snatching the cash, they bash the gas
jockey’s head in and leave. Later,
at the hospital, Lt. Homes (Tim
Farrel) waits to question the
injured party. But the doctor tells him
the victim is in a coma and might not make
it. Enter
Barney Stetson (Glen Corbett),
ace reporter. Asking Holmes if it’s the
same gang that’s been terrorizing the
town recently, he confirms it was; which
brings it to seventeen total incidents so
far -- the last seven being gas station
robberies -- that can be attributed to the
same gang of hooligans. Homes says they
intend to set a trap by placing undercover
cops at all the gas stations that are open
late.
Barney
checks in with his boss, none other than
Carl Parkins, and Carl talks about how
he’d like to take the day off and spend
some quality time with his daughter. But
as long as these hoodlums are running amok
making headlines, he just doesn’t have
the time. (Oh,
the irony of it all.) He tacks on
that the gang is lucky because they
haven’t killed anyone…yet. (Cue
ominous music.)
Meanwhile,
Paula and her gal pals, Phyllis, Geraldine
and Georgia (Gloria
Farr, Joanne Cangi & Theresa
Hancock), head up to lover’s lane
to cause some more trouble. They find a
young couple necking and stick them up.
They don’t have much money, so the girls
want to know what else the boy can give
them. (Omigod. Are they gonna
do what I think they’re gonna do?) Trussing
up the girlfriend, they leave her in the
car and herd the hapless boy into the
trees. (Omigod
they wouldn’t?) They force him to
strip. (Omigod they are.)
They make sure no one else is around, then
strip down themselves, and close in. (Omigod
they did.) As the girlfriend
manages to free herself and runs for help,
the four women ravage her boyfriend. (More
on this scene later.)
A
few days later, at the Parkins home, mom
chastises dad for forgetting his
daughter’s birthday. Neither one can be
there for her pajama party but promise
each other to get a nice gift. When Paula
visits her dad at the paper, she probes
him for information to see if the police
are close to discovering who’s really
behind the crimewave. Dad says the police
are looking for four male juveniles, and
that they intend to stake out all the gas
stations. Later at school, with the heat
on, Paula gathers her cronies and cancels
that evenings heist. They all pile into
her car to go and visit Sheila (Lee
Constant), their fence, to sell off
the stolen loot. They haggle for a while
and finally settle on a payoff, and while
Sheila gets the money, Paula reveals to
the others that the money means nothing to
her -- she’s into crime just for the
thrill of it. Wanting to talk to Paula
alone, Sheila asks the others to leave.
Thinking
Paula is ready to move beyond the
penny-ante crimes she’s been committing,
and move up to the big time, she has
contacts with a certain organization that
will pay handsomely for someone ransacking
the school. They'd also like it if a few
flags are destroyed in the process. (Oh,
THAT certain organization.)
Since
mom and dad are away, Paula’s pajama
party goes coed. Everybody’s
passionately necking, groping, and
swapping pajamas to an eerily familiar
spaz-jazz record when Barney shows up to
deliver dad’s birthday present. He
invites himself in but sticks out like a
sore thumb amongst these hepcats. While
having a brief heart to heart with Paula,
we find out that her parents give her the
same thing every year: a new watch and a
new car whether she needs one or not. (Man,
life IS tough.) One of the guys
takes a disliking to Barney and mouths off,
so the reporter punches him out. As she
kicks him out, Barney tells Paula she’s
hanging out with a bad crowd. After he’s
gone, she kicks the other boys out. There's
something else they have to do tonight.
The
girls head to the school, break in and
start trashing the place. Their ruckus
draws the attention of a patrolman and he
calls for back up. The flag almost bites
it when the girls hear the sirens.
(*whew* that was close. Democracy is
saved.) They pull their guns and
start firing away, but are a little
shocked when the cops shoot back. Their
ammo low, they decide to make a break for
the car. Paula
returns fire and kills one of the
patrolmen. Phyllis
is shot dead before they can get outside,
and Geraldine is gunned down in the
playground while the other two make it to
the car and roar off. Somehow, they manage
to lose the police and head to Sheila’s.
Hoping she can hide them until the
heat’s off, Sheila refuses to help and
tries to kick them out. After Paula admits
she killed a cop, Sheila threatens to call
the police -- so Paula shoots her too.
They steal a change of clothes and all of
Sheila's dirty money and go on the lam. (I
have to point out that it appears Georgia
has a slight hitch in her giddy-up.)
A neighbor spies them as they leave and
calls the cops.
When
the fugitives try to buy a car with
Sheila’s money, Paula starts to have
stomach cramps. (He
said ominously.)
Closing in on them, the cops find
Sheila’s body and the neighbor points
out the direction the fugitives were
heading. An APB is sent out, and it
isn’t long before a squad car finds the
girls in their new car. They try to escape,
but Paula loses control and crashes into a
storefront’s plate glass window.
Paula
wakes up in a prison hospital -- Georgia
didn’t survive the wreck. Her parents go
in to see her as Homes gives us the big
kids with guns speech and the evils they
wrought. (Think
the movies almost over? Think again.) Paula
is found guilty of first degree murder,
branded a thrill-killer and sentenced to
life in prison. Time passes, and mom and
dad are understandably morose but believe
they know where they went wrong with Paula
and wish they could have a second chance.
And then they get one -- because Paula
doesn’t want her baby to grow up in
prison and wants to turn custody over to
them.
Baby.
Baby? What baby? She had stomach cramps,
and now she’s pregnant? When did this
happen? Wow. That came out of left
field. I wonder who’s the dad? Omigod,
you don’t think?!?
Our
film takes another morbid turn as Paula
dies giving birth to her daughter.
Thus
endeth the flashback...
...Well,
we’ve lapped ourselves as the flashback
ends right where we started. Back in court,
the Parkins apply for custody of their
granddaughter. But the judge goes into a
looong rant about poor parenting
techniques and denies their request. The
child will remain a ward of the state
until a good family can be found
for her.
Ouch.
The
end
Well,
if Village
of the Giants barely qualified for J.D.’s
and Rocketbras, then The
Violent Years
might be a little over-qualified. This one
has got everything: Good girls gone bad;
oblivious parents; co-ed pajama parties;
thrill seekers; thrill-killers;
communists; girls in prison and
illegitimate babies; not to mention the
prerequisite juvenile delinquents and their
more than ample push-up bras. Wow.
The
film tries to come of as heavy handed and
moralistic, but only manages hilarity
because they did try to cram everything
into it. And, for the most part, they
succeeded even though Paula’s pregnancy
comes off as an afterthought and seems
thrown in just for the hell of it. She has
cramps, she’s dizzy, she’s pregnant.
(Wow. That was quick.) And I don't
even want to fathom the fact that the man
they "raped" is the baby's
father. Are you effin' kidding
me?!?
Most
of these films like to point the blame for
juvenile delinquency back on the parents,
but this one is downright scathing. In
fact, I think they’re a little too hard
on Carl and Jane Parkins, who seem to be
nice enough people. Is it their fault they
gave birth to The Bad Seed?
The
film is most famous for the notorious
"man criminally attacked by
women" scene. Despite the subject
matter, it will make you laugh your butt
off. As Paula gives the victim the once
over, she looks to the left, she looks to
the right, touches the back of her hair
ever so gently, then starts to strip and
slowly closes in on him -- and
all
we’re missing is a scene of a train
going into a tunnel. Or a tunnel
swallowing a train in this case. The
"conventional circumstances"
dialogue preceding it is also priceless. It
also took me several viewings to realize
that it was the guy who was
screaming and not his girlfriend as she
escaped down the road.
The
one general misconception about the film
is that Ed Wood wrote and directed it.
That’s only half-right. Eddie only wrote
the screenplay (and
strangely enough, he doesn’t get a
credit.) How do we know he didn’t
direct it? That’s easy. The film is
basically cohesive, and for the most part
moves at a brisk pace. There are plenty of
shots of police cars with sirens blaring
going back and forth, so this is an easy
mistake to make, but actually, William
Morgan did the directing here. No
matter who’s directing, though, nothing
can hide Wood’s knack for circular
dialogue. Does anyone else notice how his
films can come to screeching halt in long,
dull plot-exposition scenes? (Especially
Plan
9.
If I hear that solaranite speech just one
more time…)
As
the judge rants at the end -- for what
seemed like an hour -- Ed’s dialogue
gets a little thick in the morality
department. He talked about a return to
God, country and an old-fashioned trip to
the woodshed to keep the kids in line. I
sat stupefied and pondered if Ed Wood had
joined the moral majority.
And
that's when I quickly realized all he was
doing was padding the film out to the
required 70-minutes.
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