Q - Thanks for the fun, Larry
When I learned about the death (from Cancer) of Larry Cohen, like many of my peers (some of whom are Facebook buddies), I couldn't help but want to revisit one of his all-time greats. Yes, Cohen pretty much benefited from the incredible Michael Moriarty (who just appears to improvise all of his dialogue, knowing his character so well, the low-time, put-upon crook, Jimmy Quinn, isn't just a one-note hood the police dump in the slammer after fucking up again), certainly the key gem you take away from this film, Q (short for Quetzlcoatl), from 1982. But I just love this mishmash of monster movie and crime comedy. While Moriarty is indeed the star (his use of Method was praised by critics, although they were not so kind about the rest of the film) and key takeaway, I think David Carradine never gets the credit he richly deserves, a wink-wink, tongue-in-cheek effort as a homicide detective easily dismissed by his superiors for a theory on the giant lizard/bird hybrid creature s...