Lane Carroll is kind of the anti-Cazale.
Here’s what I mean:
– Johnny Cazale made only five movies, every single one of them nominated for the Best Picture Oscar, whereupon he died. FYI: The Godfather (1972), The Conversation (1974), The Godfather Part II (1974), Dog Day Afternoon (1975), and The Deer Hunter (1978).
– Lane Carroll is credited in only three pictures, and every one of them is awful, whereupon she lived another 46 years.
This particular film is Lane’s best by far, although it’s one of the lesser efforts from the famous George Romero, king of the zombies. Lane’s other efforts include one from Russ Meyer, king of the tits; and one starring “Arnold Strong,” king of the bodybuilders, who went on to some fame under his real name, Arnold Stang. Nah, I’m just fuckin’ witcha. Arnold Stang is really in that film (Hercules in New York), but I’m obviously not referring to Stang, but to the other Arnold in that flick, the Governator himself. I have a feeling Arnold Stang would have done poorly in a body-building competition, even if the only other competitors were Woody Allen and Don Knotts.
You know George Romero, of course. He’s the guy who made THE classic zombie film, Night of the Living Dead, and then milked that sub-genre for another forty years with about a zillion more films with “the Dead” in the title. My personal favorite was Queer Eye for the Dead Guy, in which the zombies finally decided to clean up their wardrobe. Or maybe I just imagined that one.
Romero’s directorial masterpiece, however, has to be not Night of the Living Dead, but Juice on the Loose, a documentary that is basically a love poem to O.J. Simpson. Talk about a film that has really held up!
Anyway, here’s Lane:
Aesthete’s film clip is here.