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Absurd Ventures is excited to announce the forthcoming novelization of A BETTER PARADISE Volume One: An Aftermath, adapted from the hit science-fiction audio series written by Dan Houser. Set for publication in Fall 2025, this novel marks the first release from Houser’s new Absurd Ventures imprint in partnership with Simon & Schuster distribution.
What is A Better Paradise?
Set in the near future, A BETTER PARADISE delves into the ill-fated development of an ambitious, addictive video game project led by inventor and psychologist Dr. Mark Tyburn. When the advanced software begins delivering unexpected and disturbing results, the project—and the team behind it—falls apart under mysterious circumstances. The game world and its super-intelligent entity are abandoned, left dormant and undiscovered…until now. The novelization expands on the audio series, revealing the origins and secrets of the game’s development as told by the tortured souls now on the run from the very AI they helped unleash.
The audio podcast has quite the following
The audio fiction podcast A BETTER PARADISE debuted at #1 on Apple’s Fiction charts and earned the 2024 Signal Award for Best Episode of Scripted Fiction for its season finale. Praised by Sports Illustrated as “fascinating… thought provoking… there’s humanity in every line,” the series captivated audiences worldwide. Now, the novelization promises to take fans deeper into its expansive universe.
Who is Dan Houser? I mean, I know because I still play GTA V
Dan Houser, co-founder of Rockstar Games and creative force behind iconic series such as Grand Theft Auto, Red Dead Redemption, and Bully, brings his visionary storytelling to this new universe. A BETTER PARADISE Volume One: An Aftermath is the inaugural story in an expansive new IP universe that Houser is developing under the Absurd Ventures banner. Additionally, Absurd Ventures is actively developing A BETTER PARADISE for television and an open-world action-adventure video game set within this intriguing universe.
Final Thoughts
A BETTER PARADISE Volume One: An Aftermath promises to be a thought-provoking, expansive narrative that redefines the boundaries of science-fiction storytelling. With its roots in a critically acclaimed audio series and the visionary legacy of Dan Houser, this novel is poised to captivate fans of the genre. Keep an eye out for its release in Fall 2025 and prepare to dive deeper into a world where the line between human ambition and technological consequence is more blurred than ever.
Set in post–Civil War Texas, The Searchers opens with Ethan Edwards (John Wayne) returning to his brother’s remote homestead. He’s laconic, suspiciously flush with money, and brimming with contempt for anyone outside his clan, particularly Comanches. Soon, a Comanche raid led by Chief Scar (Henry Brandon) claims Ethan’s brother’s family, except for the young Debbie, who is kidnapped.
Ethan vows to track her down, a pursuit that becomes a monomaniacal, years-long odyssey. Accompanying him is Martin Pawley (Jeffrey Hunter), Debbie’s adopted brother, who watches with growing alarm as Ethan’s single-minded hatred warps from rescue mission into potential filicide: if Debbie is too “Indian” now, Ethan might kill her, rather than allow her to live as “one of them.”
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The Zoomers are going to love The Searchers
John Wayne had played countless upright Western heroes, but as Ethan Edwards, he channels something darker. Scarred by fighting on the losing Confederate side, Ethan is rootless, bitter, and dogged by illegal or stolen gold. He’s not the warm father figure from other Wayne roles; in place of paternal calm, Wayne’s eyes seethe with unspoken hatred for “Indians” and deep heartbreak over the loss of his family. It’s a performance that lacks the usual avuncular charm.
Instead, we get brief, chilling humor couched in a grim determination. As the film marches on, Ethan’s motivations blur: is he still searching to save Debbie, or has his mania mutated into an urge to “put her out of her misery” if she’s assimilated into the Comanche?
Critics have long wrestled with The Searchers’ contradictory stance on Native Americans. On one hand, Ethan’s virulent bigotry is hardly glorified—he’s an antihero whose mania nearly leads him to kill his own niece. On the other, the depiction of Comanches remains laced with negative stereotypes, with minimal complexity.
The question: Does the film endorse Ethan’s worldview, or merely present it as the dark underbelly of frontier life? Ford’s interviews don’t yield easy answers, and the film’s lasting fascination stems partly from that moral unsettledness. Modern viewers may bristle at how Native characters get minimal interiority or how comedic subplots with “half-breed” jokes lessen the gravity. Yet it’s precisely these tensions that keep The Searchers so relevant: it refuses a simple “white hats vs. black hats” moral.
Where is the horizon?
What emerges is both a prototypical Western story of Indians vs. settlers and a subtle subversion of that formula. As they roam across desert prairies, Ethan’s prejudices flare with a ferocity that unsettles even the loyal Martin, forcing the question: Is Ethan more monstrous than the Comanche he hunts? The final moral complexities swirl around whether Ethan can quell his hatred in the final moment or if his vow of vengeance might devour what remains of his humanity.
In a sense, the film stands as a dark mirror to the Western myth. Wayne’s persona, typically the upright embodiment of American decency, is twisted into a figure of lethal obsession. The wide-open frontier, once a symbol of possibility, becomes the site of endless revenge. The rescue premise—a stable of old Western pulps—devolves into something almost pathological. Many post-1970 Westerns (like Unforgiven) arguably trace their willingness to critique frontier violence back to The Searchers. The starkness of its final images—Ethan left outside, a relic the homesteaders can’t fully welcome—makes a potent statement about the cost of forging America on violence and racism.
Monument Valley Fields Forever
By 1956, John Ford was already revered for forging the Western myth on screen, notably through classic collaborations with Wayne like Stagecoach (1939). In The Searchers, he revisits Monument Valley—those red rock cathedrals rising from the desert—to evoke a vast, timeless stage. The result is cinematic grandeur: every sunrise flushes the buttes with deep orange, every silhouette stands out in crisp black against a sea of sky. This imagery shaped the West in the popular imagination, as panoramic dolly shots move from the dark interior of a cabin to the blazing frontier of open desert, wordlessly capturing the conflict between home and the wild.
When you’re a film student, The Searchers is one of the first movies they make you watch
Filmmakers from Martin Scorsese to Jean-Luc Godard have cited The Searchers as a cornerstone, influencing countless homages (the “doorway shot,” the estranged antihero, the layered portrayal of vengeance). In the 21st century, references abound, from blockbusters to indie films. The complicated moralities, in particular, have made it a Rorschach test for critics—some label it among the greatest American films, others find it deeply flawed for how it portrays Indigenous peoples. But that ongoing debate underscores the film’s power and complexity. It’s less a comfortable genre piece, more an excavation of frontier myths.
You also watch My Darling Clementine too, but Henry Fonda is much nicer than The Duke
I was going to do a screen compare here between the DVD, Blu-ray and 4K UHD. But, I’ll save that for a later update. If you’ve read this far into The Searchers 4K UHD review, is it your favorite Ford movie? I really like My Darling Clementine and The Grapes of Wrath.
Warner Archive is doing more 4Ks now? Neat!
Now that the Warner Archive has unleashed a 4K UHD restoration, we can appreciate not just the scale of Monument Valley or the shimmering Technicolor but also the bleak underpinnings of a story about a quest that might be as damning as it is heroic. This edition does justice to Winton C. Hoch’s cinematography, Max Steiner’s rousing-turned-pensive score, and the mesmerizing friction between Wayne’s Ethan and Jeff Hunter’s Martin. Though the disc’s extras might not be exhaustive, they give enough context to anchor new viewers or re-inspire veteran fans.
Certain shots remain legendary: the opening, seen from the interior of a cabin, with the door framing the vast outdoors. Or the final image of Ethan standing alone outside a homestead door, overshadowed by domestic happiness that he can’t share. These compositions have become cinematic lore, referenced by countless filmmakers, from Spielberg to John Milius. The new 4K restoration underscores the vibrant Technicolor range—blue skies pop, rusty desert glows, costumes stand out in living color. It’s visually exhilarating, making the moral darkness all the more discomfiting.
Fans who recall earlier DVDs or Blu-rays of The Searchers will find this Warner Archive 4K disc a revelation. The film has never looked so luminous, each frame brimming with detail from the horizon’s ridges to the subtle expressions on Wayne’s face. The HDR10 pass accentuates the bold primary tones typical of 1950s Technicolor, as well as the nuanced shadows in nighttime campfires or interior scenes. It’s an astonishingly clean image for a mid-20th-century negative, making it feel like we’re glimpsing the original VistaVision prints in their prime.
I wasn’t exactly blown away by the 2.0 mono audio track, but it’s true enough for the film’s origins. My big kerfluffle while watching this disc was reading all the people whining about how the colors were off or it didn’t look like they remember. Unless you’re at least 75+, have an iron clad memory or have your brain melted by the Orange and Teal aesthetic, then this is as close to the reality of the print as it will ever get.
The special features range from the classic 90s documentary, featurettes, introduction and all that historical stuff from the DVD era. You get a vintage look at the production and a trailer. Plus, you get one of the all-time banger commentaries from Peter Bogdanovich about his hero John Ford. My hero is David Lynch dressing up as John Ford, but that’s a story for another time.
Buy The Searchers on 4K UHD at MovieZyng and other Warner Archive friendly hot spots
Warner Archive has unveiled the entire run of Frankenstein Jr. and The Impossibles—a mere 18 hour-long episodes—newly remastered from likely 35mm elements. Given how rarely the show has been officially distributed (beyond occasional reruns or old VHS), it’s a treat to see these episodes meticulously restored in high-definition. The result is a crisp, bright, 1080p image that underscores the bold linework, saturated color palette, and Toth’s stylized shapes. If you recall fuzzy old prints or battered recordings, you’ll be stunned by how vibrant it looks on Blu-ray.
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Hanna Barbera took a weird step in the mid 1960s
By 1966, Hanna-Barbera had found a winning formula for Saturday morning cartoons, dominating the kids’ airwaves with anthropomorphic comedic characters. But the mid-’60s also brought a surge in superhero mania—Batman was big on TV, Marvel comics soared in popularity, and H-B had begun capitalizing with shows like Space Ghost and Dino Boy. Frankenstein Jr. and The Impossibles fit right into this wave. Debuting on CBS in fall 1966, it offered an hour-long block that was split into two distinct segments:
Frankenstein Jr.: A giant robot hero assisting a teen genius.
The Impossibles: A beatnik rock band who moonlighted as shape-shifting super-spies.
Alex Toth worked on these shows?
It was the perfect pitch for a time that adored zany adventure, comedic spoofery, and modish pop references. And it also boasted the design genius of Alex Toth, a revered comic artist who lent sharp, streamlined visuals to H-B’s ventures into costumed heroics.
The Alex Toth charm
For animation enthusiasts, Alex Toth’s involvement is reason enough to watch. Toth was a master of streamlined design—his silhouettes, color choices, and dynamic angles set the bar for TV cartoons’ visual economy. From Frankenstein Jr.’s bold chest emblem to The Impossibles’ modish suits, the show demonstrates Toth’s knack for pure pop-art flair. You can see echoes of these designs in 90s and 2000s cartoons that sought a “retro” look, reaffirming Toth’s overshadowed but enormous influence on the style and approach of subsequent superhero or action-comedy toons.
Who are the Impossibles?
Where Frankenstein Jr. embraced a typical “boy-and-his-robot” hero formula, The Impossibles careened into modish pop territory: a band of three long-haired, color-coded rockers who, between sets, used secret transformations to fight crime. Their manager or a commanding voice would dispatch them whenever a new global threat emerged, leading to comedic chases and flamboyant battles reminiscent of James Bond parodies and the comedic style of the Beatles’ Help!
What is Frankenstein Jr?
Frankenstein Jr. revolves around Buzz Conroy, a nerdy wonder-kid who (with some offscreen, improbable engineering savvy) built “Frankenstein Jr.,” a towering, blocky mechanical guardian. Donning bright green trunks and sporting a clunky metal head, “Frankie” soared through the sky to battle all manner of comedic baddies, from diabolical inventors to marauding monsters. But unlike some comedic sidekick dynamic, Buzz actively participates—zipping around on a rocketpack, offering mechanical fixes or strategic advice, always brimming with that enthusiastic “Yes, we can solve this with science!” vibe that marked 1960s optimism.
Frankenstein Jr. and The Impossibles may not top lists of “Greatest Hanna-Barbera Cartoons,” but for those who remember that faint memory of a giant green robot flattening giant monsters or a trio of shape-shifting rock stars saving the day, it’s a joyful rediscovery. Even if you’ve never heard of the show, it’s a delightful snapshot of 1960s cartoon experimentation—mashing superhero motifs, comedic spy riffs, and rock band mania into an exuberant (if narratively thin) swirl. The comedic innocence, rapid pacing, and Toth’s design panache ensure each short is a vivid jolt of pulpy color and retro charm.
Let’s talk about that Warner Archive Blu-ray
Frankenstein Jr and The Impossibles come to Warner Archive Blu-ray with quite the release. The sole special fature is a featurette about the show and its cult legacy. But, how about that A/V Quality? You can watch these half-baked but wholeheartedly enthusiastic superhero stories the best they’ve ever looked. Freed from grainy or poorly transferred syndicated prints, the bright lines and bold shapes pop as originally intended.
The DTS-HD MA 2.0 mono track captures the snappy voice acting from the era’s top talents—Dick Beals, Don Messick, Paul Frees, Hal Smith—with minimal hiss or distortion. The show’s playful theme songs, bridging episodes, sound better than ever. Meanwhile, transition stings, mechanical whirs, and comedic “pow!” sound effects ring with a pleasing clarity. Fans are sure to rejoice that this “forgotten” slice of cartoon history gets the star treatment.
Frankenstein Jr and The Incredibles: The Complete Series is now available on Blu-ray from Warner Archive at MovieZyng
Nora Prentiss isn’t a typical “crime caper” noir about gumshoes or tough guys with guns. Instead, it’s one of those quiet, slow-burn stories where the real tension emerges from moral compromise, secret longing, and the inescapable sense that, once the line is crossed, there’s no turning back. In short, it’s vintage 1940s Warner Bros. melodrama spiced with a film noir edge.
Think Scarlet Street (1945) or The Reckless Moment (1949)—films that revolve around how “ordinary” people get consumed by extraordinary wrongdoing. Nora Prentiss stands shoulder to shoulder with such titles, distinguished by its haunting atmosphere, top-shelf craftsmanship, and a mesmerizing central performance by Ann Sheridan as Nora, the night club singer who becomes an unwitting catalyst for one man’s downfall.
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Tell me more about this Nora Prentiss
Set in San Francisco, Nora Prentiss revolves around Dr. Richard Talbot (Kent Smith), a respectable middle-aged physician trapped in a loveless marriage to the cold, controlling Lucy (Rosemary DeCamp). Burdened by routine and emotional stagnation, Talbot finds a spark of life when the vivacious Nora Prentiss (Ann Sheridan) bursts into his world.
She’s introduced as a seen-it-all nightclub singer, pragmatic but not cynical, harboring her own battered dreams of happiness. Sparks fly almost immediately. The sincerity in Nora’s eyes beckons Talbot from his repressed existence, teasing him with the promise of a more fulfilling life. Their relationship blossoms into a clandestine affair—a decision that triggers devastating reverberations.
Nobody knew how to drive cars in the 30s and 40s
When Nora is gravely injured in a car crash, a panicked Talbot makes the fateful choice to fake his own death so he can vanish from his old life and start anew with her. This is where the film tips from a simmering love story into full-blown noir territory.
Posing as a deceased man is no small matter, and soon the couple lives in perpetual fear—haunted by the knowledge that the truth would ruin them both. As the police, family acquaintances, and Talbot’s own guilt close in, the tension escalates. The moral weight of that one desperate act sets them on a collision course with fate.
Vincent Sherman carefully unspools each step of their downward spiral, letting the audience sense how easily illusions of happiness can crumble under guilt’s relentless pressure. By focusing on the dread of being discovered, the film invests everyday moments—like a doorbell’s ring or a chance street encounter—with nail-biting suspense. This is not about lurid violence or hardened criminals. The real threat is the couple’s own conscience, gnawing at them while illusions of freedom slip through their fingers.
Vincent Sherman directs films for the Ladies
Vincent Sherman was known for films like Old Acquaintance (1943) or Harriet Craig (1950), typically starring big female leads. With Nora Prentiss, he merges the moody stylings of film noir—angled shadows, moral anxiety, creeping fate—with the heartfelt emotional arcs typical of woman-centered melodramas. The result is a unique hybrid: part crime story, part tragic romance.
Sherman uses subtle mise-en-scene to highlight the emotional claustrophobia. Scenes in Dr. Talbot’s house or office come across as stifling, shot with ominous angles or half-shrouded in gloom, symbolizing his entrapment. Meanwhile, moments with Nora on stage exude a haze of nightlife glamour tinged with sadness, capturing the film’s blend of heartbreak and hope.
Let’s talk about that Warner Archive Blu-ray
Nora Prentiss comes to Warner Archive Blu-ray looking rather strong. Nora Prentiss leaps from the shadows in pristine 1080p detail. The disc’s commentary and extras provide ample context for how the film merged classical melodrama with the era’s creeping cynicism.
In many ways, it’s a stepping stone from the more straightforward soapiness of 1930s/early-40s Hollywood to the sharper, more psychologically unsettled terrain of postwar noir. Its legacy is that mixture of lush romantic heartbreak and raw moral terror, an uneasy union that’s distinctly mesmerizing.
The audio side is similarly well-preserved. The DTS-HD MA track reveals crisp dialogue, letting you catch every pointed remark and hush. Franz Waxman’s mesmerizing score resonates with new fullness, its ominous orchestral swells underscoring the film’s moral desperation. Scenes in nightclubs hum with ephemeral authenticity, capturing the hum of conversation and the smoky ambiance. No, it’s not a dynamic stereo experience, but for a 1947 mono mix, it’s impressively clear and robust.
The special features range from a classic WB Cartoon, a classic WB short and a trailer as the sole supplemental material. It’s great to have on hand and makes for a fun trip back to the lighter of the Noirs era. If you’re curious, I’d recommend a purchase.
Nora Prentiss is now available on Warner Archive Blu-ray at MovieZyng and other outlets
Made when the world was in the thick of World War II, Mr. Lucky begins with typical 1940s verve: Joe “The Greek” Adams (Cary Grant) is a charming gambler with questionable scruples and an eye for the main chance. Facing the prospect of conscription, Joe comes up with a scheme to avoid the draft and continue his con artistry. Meanwhile, there’s a local war relief charity run by the refined Dorothy Bryant (Laraine Day)—the perfect mark for Joe’s next big hustle.
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Who is Joe Adams?
Joe Adams is the titular Mr. Lucky aka Cary Grant aka Joe the Greek.
Joe, posing as a wealthy philanthropist, insinuates himself into Dorothy’s circle, offering to help fundraise at a high-society war relief event—a casino-themed charity night. Of course, Joe’s real aim is to rig the proceedings, siphon off the money, and vanish. The comedic twist? He didn’t plan on falling for Dorothy or discovering that beneath his shady veneer, there might be a glimmer of conscience. As Joe’s feelings for Dorothy deepen, he’s torn between his old ways and the new, uneasy sense of duty that creeps over him.
That dual tension—romantic longing set against a background of patriotic responsibility—characterizes Mr. Lucky’s story. It’s not an overt propaganda piece, but the war setting and the relief effort provide moral stakes beyond the usual comedic shenanigans. Will Joe follow through on the con, or rise to something better in Dorothy’s eyes? The film’s playful push-and-pull between cynicism and sentimentality is classic 1940s Hollywood fare.
Cary Grant walks away with Mr. Lucky
One of the film’s joys is how we see Grant’s effortless comedic timing mesh with genuine hints of moral conflict. Scenes in which Joe tries to keep up the ruse—complimenting fancy War Relief ladies on their dreadful small talk, or feigning polite interest in charitable do-gooding—are comedic gold. But as Dorothy’s sincerity disarms him, Grant deftly shows Joe’s guard dropping. The transformation never feels forced; it’s the skillful slow shift from opportunistic rogue to a man who, for maybe the first time, wonders if there’s more to life than hustle.
In short, it’s another prime example of why Cary Grant remains a paragon of Golden Age leading men: his comedic lightness never undermines the emotional gravitas. That delicate balance anchors Mr. Lucky in a romantic whimsy without losing dramatic weight.
A little more about the film
Though the film remains a breezy comedic romance on the surface, it quietly comments on class divisions. Dorothy’s circle is well-heeled, philanthropic, and naive to the roguish realities. Joe is from a different world entirely—scrappy, unscrupulous, practical. Scenes in which Joe tries to maintain a veneer of polite sophistication while pocketing chips from a charity casino speak to that tension between social “haves” and “have-nots.” Eventually, Joe’s con confronts the sense that in war-time America, we should all unite for a common cause. The film’s gentle jab at hypocrisy among the wealthy—who might be more showy than truly charitable—adds a satirical edge that feels surprisingly modern.
Shot in black-and-white by cinematographer George Barnes, Mr. Lucky can, at times, evoke a subtle noir vibe. The night-time sequences—like a dimly lit wharf or after-hours gambling joint—are framed with moody shadows and playful slivers of light across the leads’ faces, hinting at moral darkness. It’s not a full-blown noir, but that slight stylized lighting complements the film’s romantic tension and the sense that Joe’s living dangerously on the edge. The new Warner Archive transfer accentuates these illusions, letting the inky black backgrounds offset the luminous faces of Grant and Day. Scenes set on swirling dance floors or philanthropic galas shine with classic Hollywood sheen, capturing the era’s interplay of glamour and crisp detail.
Let’s talk a little about the Warner Archive Blu-ray…just a little
Mr. Lucky has a 1080p transfer that does the best with what is present. While I’ve seen better Black and White cinematography, the black levels don’t get crushed a ton. Plus, it looks a lot better than the old DVD I used to watch.
Mr. Lucky was recorded in mono, of course, and the disc preserves that mix in a DTS-HD Master Audio track. Dialog is crisp, letting every sly line slip elegantly off Grant’s tongue. The film’s musical flourishes—romantic interludes or a dash of comedic stings—sound fuller than in tinny old TV prints. Ambient effects, from casino chatter to background street bustle, come through naturally. For a mid-40s feature, it’s about as good as one can expect in a single-channel era, though some mild hiss might remain as part of the analog charm.
The special features sports some a classic cartoon and a classic Warner Brothers short. Plus, you get a trailer. I beg Warner Archive or WB or David Zaslav and his money bin to bring back the Warner Night at the Movies feature. You have the technology, you just have to have the will to make things right.
Final thoughts on Mr. Lucky
In short, if you’re a fan of classic silver-screen romance or Cary Grant’s brand of debonair mischief, Mr. Lucky is essential viewing. The film’s comedic banter, overshadowed for years by more famous Grant vehicles, nonetheless sparkles with as much wit and crisp comedic timing as any higher-profile title. Now that the Warner Archive Blu-ray bestows a gleaming restoration, there’s no excuse to overlook it. From the luscious black-and-white cinematography to the sprightly comedic pace, you’ll find that Mr. Lucky can, ironically, make you feel quite fortunate for discovering it.
Pop it in, dim the lights, and let Cary Grant guide you through a mix of laughter, war bonds, and the roller-coaster of a love that transforms even the most unscrupulous gambler. Because as the old Hollywood magic proves time and again: with a dapper suit, a charming grin, and a timely revelation of the heart, any cynical con man might just become a hero in the end. That’s the bittersweet wonder of Mr. Lucky, and it’s a ride that feels no less warm or winning nearly eighty years after it first graced the silver screen.
Mr. Lucky is now available on Warner Archive Blu-ray at MovieZyng
Set primarily in Italy during the unsettled mid-1970s, A Night Full of Rain revolves around Lizzy (Candice Bergen), an American journalist who’s carved out a life in Rome, and Paolo (Giancarlo Giannini), an Italian reporter whose worldview is shaped by witnessing the Vietnam War firsthand. When they’re thrown together during a relentless downpour, their ideological differences and personal baggage clash, fueling a relationship that is at once passionate and acrimonious. The film’s original Italian title, La fine del mondo nel nostro solito letto in una notte piena di pioggia, translates loosely to “The end of the world in our usual bed on a night full of rain,” capturing the cataclysmic emotional stakes that swirl around them.
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Although at first glance it’s “just” a story of two mismatched lovers stuck in an apartment during a torrential rainstorm, Wertmüller uses that claustrophobic scenario to address bigger themes. The Vietnam War’s aftermath looms over Paolo, coloring his cynicism and repressed trauma, while Lizzy’s fervent feminist ideals draw conflict with Paolo’s old-school machismo. Through flashbacks, arguments, and dreamlike interludes, the film explores the friction between postwar disillusionment, second-wave feminism, and the uneasy bridging of American and Italian worldviews in the mid-1970s. The result is a swirling cinematic tapestry: part political allegory, part love story, part existential freak-out.
Lina Wertmüller was never shy about blending multiple styles: comedic satire, raw melodrama, and sometimes outright farce. In A Night Full of Rain, she pushes that impulse even further, weaving in abrupt flashbacks, fantasy sequences, and heated monologues. Scenes pivot between gritty realism—arguments in a cramped Rome apartment or in a dingy trattoria—and flamboyant surrealism reminiscent of Fellini’s more outlandish moments. Meanwhile, the handheld camera and improvisational feel evoke something akin to John Cassavetes—where emotional truth trumps tidiness. The result can be jarring, with abrupt shifts in tone that either thrill or frustrate the viewer.
I forgot how much this film plods at points
When A Night Full of Rain hits its stride, it’s mesmerizing. Scenes of Lizzy and Paolo locked in soul-baring arguments, or forging fleeting tenderness, sparkle with the messy authenticity of a real relationship. Wertmüller’s willingness to let them be contradictory, to jump from love to near-violence in a single breath, brings a truthfulness that might be painful. The drenched city exteriors—sodden squares, neon reflections—lend a near-dreamlike vibe that underscores the precariousness of their bond.
It’s also fair to say the film can feel overstuffed. Wertmüller’s penchant for abrupt flashbacks or surreal interludes can disrupt the narrative flow, leaving some viewers adrift in a swirl of images and monologues that don’t always cohere. The film’s thematic reach is enormous—addressing feminism, war trauma, cultural identity, romantic disillusionment—so the script sometimes feels weighed down by “issues” overshadowing emotional clarity. Even the climactic moments risk veering into melodrama. For those who prefer a straightforward love story or a tight thematic focus, A Night Full of Rain might be too sprawling and chaotic.
Warner Archive dipping its toes into Criterion style waters
Now that Warner Archive has upgraded the film to a crisp Blu-ray, the battered old prints are replaced by a better-preserved look at Wertmüller’s color palette and Tovoli’s camera magic. The sound design—throbbing rain, off-kilter jazz, impassioned arguments—comes through with sharper nuance in the DTS-HD 2.0 mono track. And while the disc might not overflow with extras, it’s important to have films like A Night Full of Rain restored for future generations.
A Night Full of Rain has long been MIA on home video, so fans have had to rely on murky VHS or imported discs with questionable transfers. The new Warner Archive Blu-ray is a major step up, likely sourced from a 2K or 4K scan of original film elements. The improvement is visible: the color palette’s subtle nighttime blues and warm interior tones are more accurate, and the constant rain no longer turns into a muddy blur. Scenes shot in low light—like the dim corners of Lizzy’s apartment—still show occasional graininess, but that’s presumably inherent to Tovoli’s cinematography. The film’s “soggy, atmospheric sheen” is intact, offering a pleasing sense of texture that suits the raw aesthetic.
Final thoughts on A Night Full of Rain hitting Blu-ray
Ultimately, if you’re open to a 70s swirl of romantic angst, socio-political commentary, and fearless cinematic style, A Night Full of Rain offers a singular ride. It’s part love story, part ideological battle, part feverish arthouse experiment. And though it may not rank among the director’s most beloved, it stands as a testament to Wertmüller’s daring spirit—one that leaves you drenched in the friction of love and war, even after the final credit rolls.
A Night Full of Rain is now available on Warner Archive Blu-ray at MovieZyng