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I’ve done it, guys—I did Elvis! To be specific, I did all 31 Elvis films, two a week, in about four months time. This has been a wild ride, and I thank all of you that have followed me through it.
If you remember, I set out on this journey with merely a passing fascination for Elvis, and a huge ambivalence toward his films. I finish this journey with now a plethora of Elvis film knowledge, an Elvis t-shirt, a copy of both Peter Guralnick Elvis biographies (Last Train to Memphis and Careless Love: The Unmaking of Elvis Presley) and a small collection of very attractive Elvis JPEGs saved on my desktop.
I like to think that this project has changed me for the better—I now know what it’s like to soar with Elvis at his highest highs, and cringe for him at his lowest lows. And I did genuinely have a lot of fun with these. There’s something very watchable about these movies, which I can’t say for most crappy ‘60s films.
Elvis was just fun—he embodied that pure, unfettered, visceral feeling of singing and dancing your heart out. I mean, Elvis made even sequin jumpsuits and shaking your ass look manly—heck, he even made womanizing look like fun for everyone. And his movies, like himself, were equally as unpretentious and easy to digest. While the plots were often inane and the music quality dropped severely throughout, you always came wanted to come back and see what Elvis was up to this time. Some of these are worth sitting through just for that one song, or one performance, or one scene of Elvis kissing three brides on the mouth before he gives them away to their husbands on their wedding day. I now truly understand how Elvis became such a larger-than-life presence—that unachievable ideal that eventually brought Elvis himself to his knees.
But I digress. Lets take one last trip though Elvis film-review-land with his 31st and final film:
When I first mentioned to Cody that I was going to start this project, his immediate reaction was “Have you seen Clambake!?” The title alone was enough to sell me, but no, I had not heard of this gloriously titled film. Cody couldn’t really remember what Clambake was about, just that it’s bizarre and fun, so all I could hope and expect was that it was just Elvis hangin’ all day at a sweet ass clambake, full of bikini-clad revelers, Beach Boys ripoff songs, and clams a-bakin’.
Well, I wasn’t too far off. Little did I know the horror that was lurking around the corner, though…
Easy Come, Easy Go (1967) | 95 min.
Lieutenant Ted Jackson (Elvis) is about to be discharged from the Navy after serving his country as a “frogman”—aka, a guy who dives for mines. While out on a mission, a civilian speedboat with three bikinied ladies and a guy, Gil (Skip Ward) who looks like a real life Ken doll, decide to just hang around. Dina (Pat Priest) a bikini-clad blonde, dares Gil to dive down there too and take a photo of what they’re doing.
It was a busy week for me, so I found myself in what I’d like to coin an ‘Elvis Crunch’ (a situation in which a person needs to cram in Elvis movies around their hectic schedule).
I’d also like to present to the world, Elvis Crunch: Are You Hungry Tonight, the new breakfast cereal of champions! It’s one part Peanut Butter Crunch cereal, one part Nesquik banana milk, with bacon bits sprinkled on top! Try it and let me know how that goes for you.