Capital Celluloid 2025 — Day 165: Sun Jun 15

Q - The Winged Serpent (Cohen, 1982): BFI Southbank, NFT3, 8.30pm

This 35mm presentation is part of the Film on Film festival at BFI. Full details here.

BFI introduction:
New York’s hectic streets get even weirder when the Aztec god Quetzalcoatl, a giant flying lizard manifested through occult means, makes a nest in the spire of the Chrysler Building and unleashes mayhem on the Big Apple. Cult filmmaker par excellence Cohen once again turns his joyfully creative eye to 1980s city life, stealing shots on the street, juxtaposing fantastic murder with small-time crime, and sneaking in some blunt but effective political commentary. Q borrows from the creature-feature B-movie tradition, while also revelling in the sparky interplay between Moriarty’s jittery Quinn and Carradine’s cool, calm detective Shepard. The archive’s original UK release print of Cohen’s film is a little worn, but otherwise shows good detail and colour.

Time Out review:
A plumed serpent ('Whaddya mean? That fuckin' bird?') is nesting in the top of the Chrysler Building, from where it swoops and gobbles up hapless New Yorkers. Cop David Carradine and robber Michael Moriarty form an uneasy alliance to flush out the beast. This is the kind of movie that used to be indispensable to the market: an imaginative, popular, low-budget picture that makes the most and more of its limited resources, and in which people get on with the job instead of standing around talking about it. Cohen knows there isn't the time or money to question the logic of anything, so he keeps his assembly so fast and deft that we're prepared to swallow whatever he tells us; and his script has much droll fun with a plot that keeps losing things ('Maybe his head just got loose and fell off'). He also gets great performances from Carradine as the cop who treats it all as part of a day's work, and (especially) Moriarty as the jittery criminal whose 15 minutes of fame ('I'm just asking for a Nixon-like pardon') leave him wondering if on some days it's better just to stay home in bed. We have no hesitation in awarding Oscars all round.
Chris Peachment

Here (and above) is the trailer.

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