Mondo Hollywood

Just watched this rare documentary of Tinseltown during the late '60s on fancast.com. With scenes of surfing, political meetings, premieres, and other events common to Hollywood, this film seems to have it all for anyone interested in what it was like there during a time of turbulence. We also go to Universal Studios where Alfred Hitchcock is filming Torn Curtain with Paul Newman and Julie Andrews, go to a luncheon where retired cowboy musical star Gene Autry talks about the Watts riots while Carol Cole-an honoree of some kind who's the late Nat King Cole's daughter and therefore also future star Natalie's sister-listens on. There's also a musician named Bobby Jameson who performs a protest song in front of a rich, middle-aged audience that seems to not really listen to him as they're ignorant of the scathing lyrics. I could mention others but there's so many things going on that this review would just be too confusing to many of you reading this. So I'll just say that Mondo Hollywood was a fascinating time capsule to this writer who was born during this era.

I had a chance to meet the director of this documentary when I went to see the movie on screen. Robert Carl Cohen presented himself as a Social Scientist that studies the demographic inter-relationships of cultures and how they co-exist with one another. Mondo Hollywood was his first analyzing of a culture in the brink of exploding with new eccentric and openness that was the sixties. This film is a study of what Hollywood was in the 60s and how each actual persona represented the culture that was booming in that era. It's nothing like I have ever seen, so low key yet thrown in your face with eccentricities. Each persona was so beautiful in their own way but that was their reality when you can watch and merely just be baffled by the way they live in a day by day life. Extremely recommended to those that have an inkling and fascination with the era of the psycho delicatessen of the 60s and those moved by pure truthful film making! And merely those in awe of the mystical Hollywood...

The Plot. Long considered a cult classic, "Mondo Hollywood" captures the underside of Hollywood by documenting a moment in time (1965- 67), when an inquisitive trust in the unknown was paramount, hope for the future was tangible and life was worth living on the fringe. An interior monologue narrative approach is used throughout the film, where each principal person shown not only decided on what they wanted to be filmed doing, but also narrated their own scenes.

The film opens with Gypsy Boots (the original hippie vegan - desert hopping blender salesman), and stripper Jennie Lee, working out 'Watusi-style' beneath the 'Hollywood' sign -- leading into the 'sustainable community' insight of Lewis Beach Marvin III, the S&H Green Stamp heir, who lived in a $10 a month garage while owning a mountain retreat in Malibu.

This movie is horrible.

Filled with phony nobodies to fill time.

I had really good hope for this movie, but boy is it horrible.

There is not one interesting frame. The people are boring beyond belief and the stories are idiotic. Don't waste your time

Mondo Hollywood is a magnificent display of Sixties self-indulgence. Timothy Leary wannabees, rootless rich kids, druggies and thrill-seekers join to make Hollywood seem like the center of the cultural universe. Too bad it's only in their addled minds.

For those who want to see footage of Jay Sebring, Manson victim, and Bobby Beausoleil, Manson family member and killer, well, look quick or you'll miss them.

There's some skin showing for fans of frumpy, dumpy, uninspiring women, and footage of Jayne Mansfield near the end of her troubled life.

There's even footage of a Ronald Reagan speech, just to cover the entire spectrum.

Oh, and if you love tedious untalented rock 'n roll, this is your flick.

Long considered a cult classic, "Mondo Hollywood" captures the underside of Hollywood by documenting a moment in time (1965-67), when an inquisitive trust in the unknown was paramount, hope for the future was tangible and life was worth living on the fringe.

An interior monologue narrative approach is used throughout the film, where each principal person shown not only decided on what they wanted to be filmed doing, but also narrated their own scenes.

The film opens with Gypsy Boots (the original hippie vegan - desert hopping blender salesman), and stripper Jennie Lee, working out 'Watusi- style' beneath the 'Hollywood' sign -- leading into the 'sustainable community' insight of Lewis Beach Marvin III, the S&H Green Stamp heir, who lived in a $10 a month garage while owning a mountain

The movie is also peppered with stock footage from Hollywood events and pretend to "star" these actors! Huh? What a rip off.

The original segments are largely filmed silent and overdubbed with some creepy overacted voice over.

This movie is so tedious, it's beyond belief. The "underbelly" of Hollywood isn't underbelly at all. Surfers? A guy who lives in a garage? Who cares? I suppose Beuasoleil is the only draw for this film. An somehow this cold blooded murderer who is now in prison for life, has a facebook and web-page selling his crap! Huh?

I was also on the look out for Rodney Bingheimer, but never saw him, except in the credits. Guess I blinked.

This movie is absolutely the lowest of the low in movie-making.