{"id":11276,"date":"2019-02-04T18:35:20","date_gmt":"2019-02-04T23:35:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/crookedmarquee.com\/stage8\/?p=11276"},"modified":"2019-02-04T18:35:20","modified_gmt":"2019-02-04T23:35:20","slug":"in-memory-of-dick-miller-the-many-lives-and-deaths-of-walter-paisley","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/crookedmarquee.com\/stage8\/in-memory-of-dick-miller-the-many-lives-and-deaths-of-walter-paisley\/","title":{"rendered":"In Memory of Dick Miller: The Many Lives (and Deaths) of Walter Paisley"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\"><i>Ring rubber bells, beat cotton gongs, strike silken cymbals, play leathern flutes.<br \/>\n<\/i><\/span><span class=\"s1\"><i>The cats and cans and you and I and all such things with souls,<br \/>\n<\/i><\/span><span class=\"s1\"><i>We shall hear: \u201cWalter Paisley is born.\u201d<br \/>\n<\/i><\/span><span class=\"s1\"><i>And the souls become flesh.<br \/>\n<\/i><\/span><span class=\"s1\"><i>Walter Paisley is born!<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_11279\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-11279\" style=\"width: 339px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-11279\" src=\"https:\/\/crookedmarquee.com\/stage8\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/dd.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"339\" height=\"304\" srcset=\"https:\/\/crookedmarquee.com\/stage8\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/dd.jpg 530w, https:\/\/crookedmarquee.com\/stage8\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/dd-300x269.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 339px) 100vw, 339px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-11279\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><em>Gremlins<\/em><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">This is how Walter Paisley, the bumbling-busboy-turned-celebrated-sculptor played by the late Dick Miller in 1959\u2019s <i>A Bucket of Blood<\/i>, is immortalized in verse by Maxwell H. Brock, the resident poet at The Yellow Door, the beatnik caf\u00e9 where he scrapes together a meager living. Like Walter, Miller had artistic aspirations when he arrived in Hollywood in the mid-\u201950s. But while he thought he\u2019d make a go of it as a screenwriter, he found his true calling as a member of B-movie producer\/director Roger Corman\u2019s stock company.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">To start, Miller took supporting roles in the likes of <i>Apache Woman<\/i>, <i>It Conquered the World<\/i>, and <i>Not of This Earth<\/i> (often alongside pal Jonathan Haze), but Corman was quick to promote him to leads in <i>Rock All Night<\/i>, <i>War of the Satellites<\/i>, and <i>A Bucket of Blood<\/i>. He could have had a fourth if he hadn\u2019t turned down the role of Seymour in <i>The Little Shop of Horrors<\/i>, but Miller felt the character was too close to the one he\u2019d played the year before. Instead, he played a flower-eating man who acts as the inversion of <i>Little Shop<\/i>\u2019s monstrous, man-eating flower, and settled into a six-decade run as the consummate character actor with hundreds of film and television credits to his name, including his very own feature documentary, 2014\u2019s <i>That Guy Dick Miller<\/i>.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">As a tribute to the preeminent That Guy, who died on January 30 at the age of 90, Crooked Marquee takes a look at the films in which Miller played some version of his signature character, starting with the one that birthed him.<\/span><\/p>\n<h3 class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\"><b><i>A Bucket of Blood<\/i> (1959)<\/b><\/span><\/h3>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright  wp-image-11281\" src=\"https:\/\/crookedmarquee.com\/stage8\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/abucketofblood.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"377\" height=\"282\" srcset=\"https:\/\/crookedmarquee.com\/stage8\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/abucketofblood.jpg 576w, https:\/\/crookedmarquee.com\/stage8\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/abucketofblood-300x224.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 377px) 100vw, 377px\" \/>In addition to Corman and Miller, the third force behind the creation of Walter Paisley is screenwriter Charles B. Griffith, who penned many of Corman\u2019s early films. In Griffith\u2019s conception, Walter is a socially inept wannabe artist who longs to be taken as seriously as Maxwell H. Brock (Julian Burton). In fact, Walter commits Brock\u2019s every utterance to memory and parrots them to himself and others as if they were beat gospel. \u201cRepetition is death, Frankie,\u201d he says to his landlady\u2019s cat after accidentally stabbing it with a knife and before covering it in clay and bringing it to The Yellow Door to show it to his condescending boss Leonard (Antony Carbone) and encouraging co-worker Carla (Barboura Morris), with whom he\u2019s smitten. His name for the piece: \u201cDead Cat.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">In short order, \u201cDead Cat\u201d is joined by \u201cMurdered Man\u201d (Walter\u2019s titles aren\u2019t the most creative in the world), an untitled sculpture of a woman being strangled, and the bust of a furniture maker whose head was separated from his body with a buzz saw. With each murder, Walter becomes more crazed and violent (and starting with the third one, his actions more premeditated), but he remains sympathetic because of how na\u00efve and guileless Miller plays him. Everything he does is out of the innocent desire to be liked and respected, not because he wants to make lots of money.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">The same cannot be said for Leonard, who learns Walter\u2019s secret early on, but keeps it to himself (as queasy as this sometimes makes him feel) because he\u2019s hoping for a big payday when the art world takes an interest in Walter\u2019s macabre sculptures, in particular an art collector with deep pockets played by Corman regular Bruno Ve Sota. It\u2019s only after Walter springs a surprise proposal on Carla and she gently rebuffs him that he risks losing the audience, which knows full well what he intends when he asks to make a statue of her. Before he can follow through on his threat, though, Carla beats a retreat and Walter starts hearing the voices of his victims, which drives him back to his dingy apartment where he takes his own life. Upon the discovery of his dangling corpse, Brock quips, \u201cI suppose he would have called it \u2018Hanged Man.\u2019 His greatest work.\u201d And so it is.<\/span><\/p>\n<h3 class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\"><b><i>Hollywood Boulevard <\/i>(1976)<\/b><\/span><\/h3>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright  wp-image-11282\" src=\"https:\/\/crookedmarquee.com\/stage8\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/hollywoodboulevard.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"385\" height=\"287\" srcset=\"https:\/\/crookedmarquee.com\/stage8\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/hollywoodboulevard.jpg 500w, https:\/\/crookedmarquee.com\/stage8\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/hollywoodboulevard-300x224.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 385px) 100vw, 385px\" \/>Suicide was not the end of the line for Walter Paisley, however, since he was reborn in the directorial debut of Corman prot\u00e9g\u00e9s Joe Dante and Allan Arkush, who spent several years in the trenches at New World Pictures cutting trailers for its bumper crop of exploitation films. That\u2019s how they knew where to find all the car crashes, gun battles, and explosions to cut into their own film to make it look like Corman actually gave them a decent budget. In addition, they had the wherewithal to cast New World fixtures like Paul Bartel (who had just directed <i>Death Race 2000<\/i> for the company), Mary Woronov, and, of course, Dick Miller. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">This time out, Walter Paisley is the low-rent agent of would-be starlet Candy Wednesday (Candice Rialson), who takes whatever assignments Walter can scrounge up for her, all of which are for the New World-like Miracle Pictures, where \u201cif it\u2019s a good picture, it\u2019s a miracle.\u201d Most of Walter\u2019s scenes take place in his cluttered office (where his phones ring off the hook), but he also volunteers to drive Candy to the premiere of her big-screen debut at a drive-in, where it\u2019s preceded by clips from 1963\u2019s <i>The Terror<\/i> (in which Miller co-starred alongside Boris Karloff and Jack Nicholson). \u201cYeah, I used to be an actor,\u201d he confesses when she recognizes him, but when asked why he gave it up, he responds that he \u201chad a lousy agent.\u201d Walter proves himself a great agent, though, by coming to his favorite client\u2019s rescue when she drunkenly storms the projection booth to try to stop the movie and is sexually assaulted by the projectionist and another patron. Walter also puts in an appearance at the more upscale movie premiere that closes the film, in which he\u2019s seen hobnobbing with Robby the Robot, who bemoans the fact that he hasn\u2019t worked in a while. To quote Walter, \u201cThis business breaks your heart sometimes.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<h3 class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\"><b><i>The Howling<\/i> (1981)<\/b><\/span><\/h3>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright  wp-image-11283\" src=\"https:\/\/crookedmarquee.com\/stage8\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/The_Howling_2.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"376\" height=\"277\" srcset=\"https:\/\/crookedmarquee.com\/stage8\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/The_Howling_2.png 644w, https:\/\/crookedmarquee.com\/stage8\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/The_Howling_2-300x221.png 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 376px) 100vw, 376px\" \/>Having evidently enjoyed directing Miller in <i>Hollywood Boulevard<\/i>, Joe Dante made a point of finding work for the actor in just about every film he made thereafter, beginning with a juicy part as the corner-cutting owner of the water park that comes under attack in 1978\u2019s <i>Piranha<\/i>. In comparison, the bulk of his role in <i>The Howling<\/i> \u2013 as Walter Paisley, cynical occult bookstore owner \u2013 is confined to a single two-minute scene, but he effortlessly steals it from co-stars Belinda Balaski and Dennis Dugan. As the purveyor of \u201coccult objects for special people,\u201d he sets the two of them straight about werewolf lore, including how often they transform and, crucially, how to kill one. \u201cSilver bullets or fire, it\u2019s the only way to get rid of the damned things,\u201d he says. \u201cThey\u2019re worse than cockroaches.\u201d Being the good businessman he is, he naturally has a box of the former on hand. And when all of Los Angeles gets an eyeful of a real werewolf on the newscast that closes the film, Dante makes sure to cut in a reaction shot of Walter watching it along with everybody else.<\/span><\/p>\n<h3 class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\"><b><i>Twilight Zone: The Movie<\/i> (1983)<\/b><\/span><\/h3>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-11284\" src=\"https:\/\/crookedmarquee.com\/stage8\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/12032-20167.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"320\" height=\"240\" srcset=\"https:\/\/crookedmarquee.com\/stage8\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/12032-20167.jpg 320w, https:\/\/crookedmarquee.com\/stage8\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/12032-20167-300x225.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 320px) 100vw, 320px\" \/>As in <i>The Howling<\/i>, Miller\u2019s part in the <i>Twilight Zone<\/i> movie is a two-minute walk-on at the top of Joe Dante\u2019s segment, based on the classic episode \u201cIt\u2019s a Good Life.\u201d (His next sizable supporting role would be as unemployed factory worker Murray Futterman in <i>Gremlins<\/i>.) This Walter Paisley is the owner of a greasy spoon who shamelessly flirts with a schoolteacher passing through town and has his slim chance of making it with her blown by: 1) an inopportune phone call from his wife, and 2) the belligerent fight fan who pushes a boy around who turns out to have the ability to manipulate reality and whose arcade game-playing style messes with the restaurant\u2019s TV reception. Better luck next time, Walt.<\/span><\/p>\n<h3 class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\"><b><i>Chopping Mall<\/i> (1986)<\/b><\/span><\/h3>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright  wp-image-11285\" src=\"https:\/\/crookedmarquee.com\/stage8\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/chop1.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"390\" height=\"276\" srcset=\"https:\/\/crookedmarquee.com\/stage8\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/chop1.png 559w, https:\/\/crookedmarquee.com\/stage8\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/chop1-300x213.png 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 390px) 100vw, 390px\" \/>Having survived his three previous incarnations, it was only a matter of time before Walter Paisley\u2019s luck ran out, as it does in this\u201980s slasher with a twist from producer Julie Corman (wife of Roger) and director Jim Wynorski (who cut his teeth writing scripts for New World). The twist is that the killers are a trio of robot security guards armed with sleep darts and lasers that go haywire when the control center of the upscale mall they\u2019ve been purchased to patrol is struck by lightning. As for Walter, he\u2019s been downgraded from restaurant owner to night janitor, which is why he\u2019s still around to run afoul of the killer robots. At least he\u2019s not their first victim, but he\u2019s in and out of the picture so fast Miller never gets the chance to play anything other than grumpy.<\/span><\/p>\n<h3 class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\"><b><i>Night of the Creeps<\/i> (1986)\/<em>Shake, Rattle and Rock!<\/em> (1994)<\/b><\/span><\/h3>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright  wp-image-11286\" src=\"https:\/\/crookedmarquee.com\/stage8\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/nightofthecreeps6-300x178.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"381\" height=\"226\" srcset=\"https:\/\/crookedmarquee.com\/stage8\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/nightofthecreeps6-300x178.jpg 300w, https:\/\/crookedmarquee.com\/stage8\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/nightofthecreeps6.jpg 600w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 381px) 100vw, 381px\" \/>The same year Walter Paisley met his second demise at the claw of a homicidal robot, Miller played a cop called Walt in Fred Dekker\u2019s zombie horror comedy <i>Night of the Creeps<\/i>. That\u2019s also how he\u2019s credited, but a close look at his name tag in the scene where Tom Atkins\u2019s harried detective requisitions a flamethrower from him clearly shows his last name is Paisley. There\u2019s also an Officer Paisley in Allan Arkush\u2019s <i>Shake, Rattle and Rock!<\/i>, made for Showtime\u2019s \u201cRebel Highway\u201d series of movies based on the titles \u2013 if not the plots \u2013 of AIP teen films of the \u201950s, when most of them are set. What makes <i>Shake, Rattle and Rock!<\/i> unusual is it\u2019s also a prequel to Arkush\u2019s 1979 film <i>Rock \u2019n\u2019 Roll High School<\/i>, in which Miller played the unnamed police chief called in to shut the school down after the students take it over with the aid of the Ramones. (His assessment of the band: \u201cThey\u2019re ugly, ugly people.\u201d) Could this mean Officer Paisley worked his way up the ranks to become chief of police in time to face down another rock invasion? Only Allan Arkush knows.<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">In the quarter century since <i>Shake, Rattle and Rock!<\/i>, Walter Paisley has lain dormant, but Dick Miller fans have one last resurrection to look forward to. Just last year he wrapped production on his final film, a holiday horror called <i>Hannukah<\/i> from Eben McGarr, writer\/director of the Universal monster homage <i>House of the Wolf Man<\/i>. No word on how large Miller\u2019s part is, but he does play Rabbi Walter Paisley, who more than likely is the \u201cwise Rabbi\u201d described in the IMDb plot summary. Just goes to show you can\u2019t keep a good Paisley down.<\/span><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<h6><em>Join our <a href=\"http:\/\/crookedmarquee.us16.list-manage.com\/subscribe?u=dc6679cd997ec610eeaf50562&amp;id=db71dbf4c3\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">mailing list<\/a>! 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