In early July of 1952, a 65-year old Boris Karloff returned
to England for a four-month long stay.He and his wife, Evelyn “Evie” Hope, had arrived from America via
transatlantic liner.The ship would dock
at the quay in Plymouth, some two-hundred and forty miles south of London.The actor, who by his own calculation had
been away from England for some sixteen years, was met at the port by a
journalist from London’s Daily Mirror.Karloff would describe his touching down again
in his native homeland, as the “Return of the Ghost.”
The Mirror writer
made immediate comment on the unusual “grey, military moustache” Karloff was
sporting.“This is for some TV pictures
I hope to make for the American market while I’m in England,” the actor
explained.“I expect to play the role of
Colonel March, special investigator.”When asked if his role was the usual “sinister” one” for which he was
accustomed, Karloff shrugged.“Oh,
no.I shall be tackling many odd
assignments in a rather light-hearted manner.In fact, the role might be a little too benign.”
American author John Dickson Carr (as “Carter Dickson”)
was the creator of the irascible, but brilliant investigating Scotland Yard detective
Colonel March.Dickson’s character first
appeared in a series of short stories published by London’s Strand magazine 1938-1940.Dickson would pen nine Colonel March
mysteries in total, seven of them collected and published as The Department of Queer Complaints (Dell
Books, New York, 1940).The book’s odd
title is a reference to department “D.3.,” a branch of Scotland Yard’s
metropolitan police for which March works.
March is, for the most part, the only investigator of
“The Department of Queer Complaints.”He’s
assigned to those quirky cases appearing unsolvable: “locked room” mysteries
that have baffled the investigations of the mainstream detectives.While many of the mysteries he’s called to
solve appear occult or supernatural in appearance, March proves these enigmatic
challenges to be nothing more than smokescreens for more routine crimes.Having now sat through the better part of
this television series, I find the guilty parties can be readily identified
easily and early.The real mystery lies
in how the cerebrally deductive Colonel March manages to puzzle his way through
the criminal fog to bring the guilty to justice.
The rights to Dickson’s The Department of Queer Complaints were optioned by Hannah
Weinstein.Weinstein, an American
publicist and former journalist for the New
York Herald Tribune, was also a long-time left-wing activist.Choosing to leave behind the chilling
political climate of encroaching McCarthyism, Weinstein fled the U.S. for Paris
in 1950.Interested in getting involved
in the film industry, Weinstein would form Panda Films.It was in partnership with England’s Fountain
Films that the original trio of pilot episodes of Colonel March of the Scotland Yard were filmed at Nettleford
Studios, Walton-on-Thames, England.But Weinstein’s
ultimate intent was to launch Colonel
March as a television property in America.
It’s of interest that prior to Colonel March of the Scotland Yard playing on U.S. television, a
feature-length film, Colonel March
Investigates, would play theatrically in second run cinemas of the United
Kingdom from June through December 1953.In May of ’53 Variety reported
that Panda had “packaged two trios of half-hour pix into features for
theatrical release” - with the caveat the films could not play in the U.S. die
to a “telepix” deal already struck with Official Films in the U.S.In any event, only the Colonel March Investigates feature was released in Great Britain through
Criterion Films.More often than not, the
film was paired in cinemas with the aged Bob Hope horror-comedy The Cat and the Canary (Paramount,
1939).Perhaps of more import was the
fact that directorship of Colonel March
Investigates was credited to another American expatriate Cyril (“Cy”) Endfield.Blacklisted from the United States film
industry due to his own dabbles with leftist politics, Endfield moved to London
in 1952 to seek employment opportunities overseas.
This feature-length version of Colonel March Investigates, described contemporaneously by a
British critic as “a hotch-potch film,” was, in fact, just that: a stringing
together of Endfield’s three pilots (“Hot Money,” “Death in the Dressing Room”
and “The New Invisible Man”) portmanteau style.Endfield’s biographer, Brian Neve, suggests in his The Many Lives of Cyril Endfield: Film Noir, the Blacklist and Zulu,
that once the series was broadcast in the U.S., many of the on-screen credits
of the Colonel March television
series were tweaked.Neve suggests that
many of the scripts - credited to “Leslie Slote” or “Leo Davis” - were likely “front”
credits.In this estimation, Neve was entirely
correct.
The earliest original scenarios of Colonel March were written primarily by American writers living in
Europe due to the McCarthyism at home: the screenwriter Harold Buchman possibly composed scripts, with the writing
team of Walter Bernstein and Abraham Polonsky most definitely contributing.The latter two would use the nom de plume of “Leo Davis” (on Colonel March Investigates) and of “Leslie
Slote” on the subsequent television series.
In Bernstein’s recollection, it was Weinstein who asked
for his assistance in helpfully filling-out Dickson’s “thin” mystery stories.This would have been in April 1952.“She wanted to use blacklisted people to work
on it,” Bernstein confided in his memoir Inside
Out, “so Polonsky and I took on Colonel
March.”Bernstein recalled his
decision to collaborate with Polonsky as an entirely practical choice, “since
writing dramatic puzzles seemed easier for two than one.”
I’ve not read any of Carter Dickson’s original mysteries,
so I can’t determine if Bernstein and Polonsky significantly changed the tone
of the original stories, nor can I judge the subsequent adaptations better or
worse.I can say that the criminals introduced in the Colonel March TV series are rarely street-level thugs.There are a few toughs sprinkled here and
there, but mostly they’re engaged as pawns in the employ of gentile
professionals, respectable people who command power and prestige.Most of the crime-scenes in the series take
place in high society settings: swanky cabarets, university libraries, art
galleries, fashion shows, solicitor offices, private clubs and manor houses.Crimes of the suite, not of the street.
Weinstein’s employ of blacklisted writers and filmmakers would
in time, of course, prove problematic when attempting to sell the series to
U.S. distributors.When the original
three pilot episodes of Colonel March
Investigates were telecast in the U.S., Endfield’s credits are conveniently
scrubbed, replaced with the name of Donald Ginsberg: Ginsberg now attributed as
both producer and director.Of the Colonel’s twenty-six episodes,
eighteen are credited to British directors Bernard Knowles and Arthur Crabtree;
three to “Donald Ginsberg” (Endfield), three to Philip Brown (another
blacklisted American actor recently re-settled in England), one to Paul Dickson
(as “Paul Gherzo”) and even one to Terence Fisher, soon a celebrant of Hammer
Films mythology.
It’s unlikely that Karloff was unaware he was working alongside
a company of “radicals.”These were American
citizens holding distinguished resumes now tainted due to their associations
with WWII-era anti-fascist work.Karloff
was a mild political progressive in comparison.But he was also the biggest star among the original twenty-one actors who
incorporated the Screen Actors Guild in June of 1933.In the study Tender Comrades, contributing writer Glenn Lovell offered that
Karloff too, as a “very early SAG activist,” was considered suspicious for his
union-organizing work.The actor would
choose “to park blocks away from Guild meetings to avoid surveillance.” But
Karloff was simply a man of fair play and conscience.A former National Executive Secretary of the
Guild explained to Karloff biographer Cynthia Lindsay, “Boris was a
philosophical anarchist.Simply couldn’t
tolerate injustice.”
In August of 1953, Official Films of W. 45th
Street, New York City, staged a special screening of pilot episodes of the Colonel March series to prospective
regional U.S. television buyers.A
writer from Billboard attended,
perhaps puzzled of any distributor interest in the series.Detective and mystery programs were already
glutting the schedules and evening time-slots of network television.But the reporter was impressed with Colonel March, acknowledging the program
brimmed with “possibilities.” That same month, Official signed syndication deals
with some twenty eastern U.S. television markets.
The reporter mused that producers were bravely trying
something different, “striving after an off-beat quality that will set the show
apart from the many other mystery shows already on TV.”Though Billboard
thought the scripting was not up to scratch,” Karloff’s sparkling performance
as Colonel March managed to rise above the otherwise mediocre scenarios.The chief inspector of the “Department of
Queer Complaints” was, in the estimation of the trade, the “closest thing to
Sherlock Holmes to be found in a regular series.”
Seeing there was U.S. television interest in the series,
Panda farmed the production of all remaining episodes to Foundation Films.The company was tasked to hastily deliver all
remaining episodes by May of 1954.Shooting of the series was set to re-commence on October 26, 1953.The monochrome series was a low-budget affair
to be sure, but the episodes were generally well-written and performed.
By November of 1953, the producers already managed to
collect some $75,000 into their coffers for television syndication rights
privileges.Sales of Colonel March of the Scotland Yard were handily
outpacing Official’s other television package offerings as the Robert Cumming’s
comedy My Hero and a television
version of the comic-strip adventure Terry
and the Pirates.Currently in the
works for Official were the adventure series Secret Files with Robert Alda and Arthur Dreyfus and Captain Gallant of the Foreign Legion
featuring Buster Crabbe. But Colonel March had become, for a brief time
anyway, the company’s standard bearer, a “fascinating, brand new half-hour film
series of scientific crime fiction.”
The series was different
from its counterparts.Karloff would muse
he was “pleased” with “the absence of brutality in the stories.”These were thinking-man mysteries, cases
solved through erudite deduction rather than fisticuffs. The promotional
material of Official Films would highlight how March’s method of crime solving
differed from that of the average gumshoe: “This
witty gentleman is equally at home with Shakespeare and shakedowns, Heifitz and
heisting.Don’t let his charm deceive
you.Though he carries no gun, throws no
punches, and kisses no blondes – he packs a wallop with his brain!”
By early December of ’53, Variety would report some forty U.S. television markets had already
pre-purchased the full package of twenty-six episodes – the majority of which still
had not yet been produced.These
included markets in eleven western states, Hawaii, and Alaska.Variety
opined that the Colonel March
“series shapes as a good buy for beer and drug sponsors.” There was an
acknowledgment this was adult entertainment, the program’s atmospheric
mysteries – demonstrating “socko video potential” – were likely “best fitted
for a late night slot.”
At least one suds manufacturer took their advice.Two weeks following Variety’s suggestion, the entire twenty-six episode series was sold
for sponsorship by Chicago’s Atlantic Brewing Company, the series’ biggest
urban market by far.The brewer was planning
on going all-in with their investment, desiring to “shoot integrated
commercials for Atlantic with Karloff starring.”The Colonel
March series was eventually broadly syndicated in sixty U.S. markets.
Though public and market interest for Colonel March of Scotland Yard would
gradually diminish following those earliest broadcasts in January of 1954, you
could still find the series playing somewhere
in America as late as 1959.The series
would vanish almost completely from TV screens by 1960.Their disappearance was, perhaps not
accidental: Karloff’s anthology series Thriller
would make its television debut on NBC-TV in September of 1960.
This is the first time to my knowledge that the entire
twenty-six episode of Colonel March of
Scotland Yard has been made available on home video in the U.S.Alpha Video previously published a total of
eight episodes of the series in two DVD sets as early as 2014.Other labels would include an episode or two
on their various Detective or Mystery budget sets of public domain material.The series might be of some tangential
interest to collectors due to some of the on-screen cameos and roles of folks
on the cusp of achieving greater fame: Christopher Lee, Peter Asher (of the
British pop-duo “Peter and Gordon”), composer Anthony Newley, John Schlesinger,
and Zena Marshall (“Miss Taro” of the Bond film Dr. No).
One might question Film Chest’s decision to put out the
set on DVD instead of Blu ray in 2024 as a curious one.The monochrome episodes look pretty good, all
things considered, but the visual images are noticeably soft and would have certainly
benefited from a loving high-def. treatment.Having said that, the set is eminently watchable, if not perfect… well,
to my aging eyes at least. But obsessed techie-collectors will not likely greet
this release with neither fanfare nor acclaim.For those of us more forgiving, it’s nice to have the series, at long
last, complete.
Finally, a word of caution: though this set includes an
eight-page booklet-episode guide, be wary of believing all that you read within.The booklet purportedly gives episode broadcast
dates, but they are all well off the mark,
at least as far as U.S. television debuts are concerned.Episode One is given a booklet broadcast date
as October 1, 1955, but in reality the first episode of Colonel March of Scotland Yard was broadcast in the U.S. as early
as January 27, 1954 on Pittsburgh’s WDTV. (In fairness, it could be that the dates given
by Film Chest (a U.S. company based in Connecticut) have been sourced from the
series’ belated 1955 appearance on Britain’s ITV television). A minor criticism, perhaps, but it’s the sort
of erroneous information that’s assumed as gospel and repeated ad infinitum on
internet sites.
The Film Chest Media Group, founded in 2000 or
thereabouts, promises their engagement “in
the acquisition, preservation, development, and distribution of film and
television media. With an extensive archive and a state-of-the-art facility, we
offer many essential services to the media and entertainment industry,
including climate-controlled film storage, film scanning and restoration,
content management and distribution, and so much more.”The company’s film library purportedly boasts
“thousands of titles” which is said to include films in the public domain as
well as “proprietary asset” titles.
The Film Chest catalog is diverse in its offerings:mostly DVD collections so far, but with a few
Blu-ray titles mixed in as well: in the latter category you’ll find such
pictures as The Red House (1947, with
Edward G. Robinson) and Suddenly (1954,
with Frank Sinatra).A good portion of
their releases are complete series collections of mostly forgotten (or dimly
recalled) television programs circa 1957-1961:Colonel March of the Scotland Yard,
of course, but also Decoy (1957), The Invisible Man (1958-1960), Deadline (1959-1961) and One Step Beyond (1959-1961).
Releases of more recent television series from Film Chest
runs the gamut from Stacy Keach’s Mike
Hammer series (1997-1998) to The Lost
World (1999-2002) and even to ABC-TV’s Lancelot
Link, Secret Chimp (1970).Film
Chest also offers generous DVD collections of public domain issues of Hollywood
musicals, film noirs, and detective mysteries.It’s well worth a look through their catalog offerings.
It’s encouraging that, in this era of streaming, such
niche interest films and aged television series are being made available for
collectors of physical media.It must be
said that Film Chest’s releases are also very
economically priced for the amount of content offered in their multi-disc
television sets.Fans of Boris Karloff
and 1950’s television mystery and detective series now have, for the first
time, the opportunity to pick up the entire series of Colonel March of Scotland Yard in one swoop.I know I’m certainly happy to showcase my
copy of the Colonel March set alongside such other Karloff television
collections as The Veil (1958) and Thriller (1960-1962).Recommended.
Technically speaking, OSS 117 secret agent Hubert
Bonisseur de La Bath is not a James
Bond knock off.The creation of wildly
prolific French author Jean Bruce, the first literary adventure of the spy arrived
in 1949 with the publication of Tu parles d'une ingénue (Ici OSS 117).This
would pre-date the April 1953 publication of the first Ian Fleming James Bond
novel, Casino Royale, by nearly four years.In the years following the publication of that
first 007 thriller to his last in 1965, Fleming would deliver an impressive thirteen
James Bond novels and nine short stories.
In contrast, Jean Bruce would
publish no fewer (and possibly more) than eighty-eight to ninety OSS 117
pulp-adventures between 1949 and March of 1963, the month and year of his
passing. It’s difficult to determine how many of Bruce’s novels were of his
composition alone. His widow, Josette – and later a teaming of the Bruce’s son
and daughter – would continue the pulp series into the early 1990s. So determined
bibliophiles will have their work cut out for them if they wish to track down
all of the 250+ published OSS 117 novels.
If OSS 117 beat James Bond to
the stalls of book-sellers, he also managed to beat him to the cinema
screen.Two OSS 117 films were released
throughout Western Europe and foreign markets in 1957 and 1960: OSS 117 n'est pas mort (OSS 117 is not Dead)
andLe bal des espions
(Danger in the Middle East).The latter title,
interestingly, does not feature “Hubert Bonisseur de La Bath.”Though based on one of Bruce’s OSS 117
novels, a messy rights-issue prevented the filmmakers to use the central
character’s moniker.These earliest
films, produced as routine crime dramas by differing production companies (and
featuring different actors in the title role), came and went without attention
nor fanfare.
But in 1963 Bruce’s OSS 117 character was resurrected as
a cinematic property following the success of Terence’s Young’s Dr. No, the first James Bond screen
adventure.The spy pictures comprising
Kino Lorber’s OSS 117 Five Film
Collection are tailored as pastiches of the popular James Bond adventures
of the 1960s.This new Blu ray set
features the entirety of OSS 117 film thrillers produced 1963 through 1968
during the height of Bondmania.And,
just as the Eon series offered a trio of actors to portray James Bond
(1962-1973), the OSS series would likewise present three in the role of Colonel
Hubert Bonisseur de La Bath.Each actor
would bring some aspect of their own personalities to their characterizations.
Of course, the name Hubert Bonisseur de La Bath is a bit
of a Franco-linguistic mouthful to market successfully overseas.So, throughout the five films the character usually
assumes an Anglo-friendly alias which helps move things along a bit more
smoothly: he alternately assumes – among others - such covert surnames as
Landon, Barton, Delcroix, Wilson and Mulligan.It certainly makes his character’s many “personal” on-screen introductions
easier for all involved.
The Kino set starts off chronologically with 1963’s OSS 117 is Unleashed (original title OSS 117 se déchaîne).Like the four films to follow, the series
were all Franco-Italia co-productions and distributed by Gaumont Films.Unlike those four, OSS 117 is Unleashed is filmed in black-and-white.The monochrome photography is not really an
issue.But cinemagoers were certainly cheated
of enjoying the beautiful beaches and Cliffside scenery of the village of
Bonifacio (off the Corsican strait) in vibrant color.
In OSS 117 is
Unleashed our hero (American actor Kerwin Mathews, best known to American
audiences for his roles in Ray Harryhausen’s special-effect laden epics The 7th Voyage of Sinbad (1958) and The 3 Worlds of Gulliver (1960), is sent
to Corsica to investigate the suspicious death of a fellow agent.We’re told, suspiciously, there’s been, “lots
of accidents among agents near Bonifacio.”A preamble to the film, culled mostly of cold war era newsreel footage,
alerts that an unspecified enemy is working towards “neutralizing” free-world atomic
submarine movements in the area. With
conspirators tagged with such names as “Sacha” and “Boris,” we can reasonably
assume its east-of-the-Iron Curtain intelligence agents behind the plot.
Initially posing as a relative of the recently targeted
and now deceased CIA frogman (and later as a Lloyds of London insurance adjustor),
Mathews must dispatch and/or fend off a series of enemy agents and perhaps a duplicitous
woman.In due course, he survives a poisoning,
several (well-choreographed) hand-to-hand combat sequences and even a submerged
spear-gun and knifing frogman attack.The latter occurs while he’s search of a mysterious submerged
subterranean grotto.The base is outfitted
(as one might expect) with high-tech equipment and a detection system designed
to bring about “the end of atomic submarines.”The secreted grotto is also equipped with a built-in self-destruct
button… always handy, just in case.This
is all definitely Bond-on-a budget style filmmaking.Of course, the idea of covertly tracking atomic
submarines movements brings to mind the storyline of the far-more-lavishly
staged The Spy Who Loved Me (1977).
As far as I can determine, OSS 117 is Unleashed was never released theatrically in the
U.S.But Mathews’ second (and final) outing
as OSS 117, Panic in Bangkok (Banco à Bangkok pour OSS 117) (1964) would
have a belated release in the U.S. (as Shadow
of Evil) in December of 1966.Regardless,
Shadow of Evil was not exhibited as a
primary attraction in the U.S. market.It most often appeared as the under bill to Christopher Lee in The Brides of Fu Manchu or (more
sensibly) to Montgomery Clift’s political suspense-thriller The Defector.
In Panic in Bangkok,
Mathews is dispatched to Thailand to, once again, investigate the assassination
of a fellow agent.The murdered CIA operative
had been investigating a possible correlation between anti-cholera vaccines
produced by Bangkok’s Hogby Laboratories to an outbreak of a deadly plague in
India.The trail leads Mathews to
suspect a certain mysterious Dr. Sinn (Robert Hossein) is somehow involved.Unlike the previous film which lacked a singular
villain with a foreboding presence (ala Dr. No), the filmmakers offer
cinemagoers a more exotic adversary in Dr. Sinn.
When
I was in college, my friend Bill Davis and I spent nearly half a day one
Saturday from 11 a.m. to 9 p.m. at a local movie theatre for a ten-hour
marathon. The lineup included Sergio
Leone’s “A Fistful of Dollars,”
“For a Few Dollars More,” and “The Good, the Bad,
and the Ugly,” capped with Clint Eastwood’s American Western, “Hang ‘Em High,”
an attempt to replicate the Italian filmmaker’s violent, gritty style. It was the equivalent of binge-watching in
those long-ago days, before home video and streaming services made it easy to
access older films. To revisit favourite
movies in that Neolithic age, you had to hope they would return for second- or
third runs on the big screen, or wait until they resurfaced on TV in visually
degraded, ad-infested prints. The fact
that the Leone movies were still pulling in healthy ticket sales on rerun, four
years after their initial U.S. release, attests to their popularity. Aside from special events like the periodic
return of “Ben-Hur” or “The Ten Commandments,” the only other pictures with the
same level of second-run durability at the time were the first five James Bond
features with Sean Connery.
The
initial success and ongoing appeal of the Leone trilogy prompted Hollywood to
import other Spaghetti Westerns in hopes of matching (or at least approaching)
the same level of commercial success. The era ran from 1968 to the mid-1970s, surviving even the U.S.
box-office disaster of Leone’s fourth Western, “Once Upon a Time in the
West.” The operatic epic starring
Charles Bronson, Henry Fonda, and Jason Robards was lamely marketed here as a
conventional Western, baffling fans of John Wayne and “Gunsmoke.” Adding insult to injury, it suffered
wholesale cuts that rendered entire sections of the story incoherent. On smaller investments, more modest
imitations in the mode of “The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly” fared better. One such picture was Giuseppe Colizzi’s
Western, I quattro dell'Ave Maria, a tremendous hit in
Europe. The Italian title cryptically
translates to “The Four of the Hail Mary,” which sounds more like a farce about
comedic nuns than a Western. Paramount
Pictures (the same studio that, ironically, mishandled “Once Upon a Time in the
West”) wisely retitled the production “Ace High” for U.S. release.
In
Colizzi’s film, bounty hunters Cat Stevens (Terence Hill) and Hutch Bessy (Bud
Spencer) ride into El Paso with $300,000 in stolen money recovered from train
robber Bill San Antonio. They intend to
turn in the money and claim a hefty reward. The Bill San Antonio back story referred to Colizzi’s previous Western
with Hill and Spencer, “God Forgives . . . I Don’t!” (1967; U.S. release,
1969), but you needn’t have seen the predecessor to get up to speed. Cat and Hutch discover that the bank
president in El Paso was Bill San Antonio’s partner, not his victim, and
instead of settling for the reward, they demand the entire $300,000, else
they’ll expose the banker’s secret. In
turn, the banker approaches an outlaw, Cacopoulos (Eli Wallach), who sits in
jail waiting to be hanged the next morning. He offers to free Caco (as the scruffy felon is called) if he’ll kill
Cat and Hutch.
This
being a Spaghetti Western, a genre that reveres double-crosses like no other,
thanks to the template set by Leone, Caco correctly guesses that the banker
plans to do away with him too, as soon as the bounty hunters are out of the
way. Grabbing the $300,000, he flees
town on his own quest for vengeance. The
money will finance his long-delayed pursuit of two former friends, Paco and
Drake, who left him to take the fall for a heist years before. Cat and Hutch follow after him to reclaim the
$300,000. Caco finds Paco south of the
Border, presiding over the summary execution of rebellious peons, and Drake
(Kevin McCarthy, in hardly more than a brief guest appearance) as the owner of
a lavish gambling house on the Mississippi. Drake is still a crook who swindles his rich patrons with a rigged
roulette wheel. Along the way, Caco and
the bounty hunters befriend a Black high-wire artist, Thomas (Brock Peters),
whose talent is pivotal for the bounty hunters’ scheme to break into the
impregnable casino to take control of the wheel and clean Drake out. Italian viewers probably realized that Caco,
Cat, Hutch, and Thomas were “the four of the Hail Mary” in Colizzi’s original
title, planning their break-in as Caco fingers his rosary. Following Sergio Leone’s lead, the Italian
Westerns loved to tweak Catholic piety.
Colizzi
also dutifully copies other elements of the Leone playbook, especially those
featured in “The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly.” Alliances are made to be broken, greed and expediency always overrule
loyalty, and the sins of thieves and hired killers are dwarfed by the inherent
corruption and callousness of society as a whole. But Colizzi’s cynicism seems superficial
compared with Leone’s, and his violence toned down. In the Leone movies, showdowns are “hideous
fantasies of sudden death,” to quote the late film critic Bosley Crowther, in
which the losers literally line up in groups to be gunned down. When my friend Bill and I watched the Leone
marathon all those years ago, we counted a hundred casualties even before we
were well into the third feature, “The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly.” In one gunfight in “Ace High,” Hutch, Cat,
and Thomas simply shoot the hats off their opponents’ heads, the kind of
slapstick more likely to appear in a comedy Western with Bob Hope or Don
Knotts. The final shootout with Drake
and his henchman is a parody of Leone’s showdowns, which invariably were
choreographed to Ennio Morricone’s dramatic music. Caco has dreamed for years that his reckoning
with his traitorous partner would be accompanied by “slow, sweet” music, and so
Cat and Hutch order Drake’s house orchestra to play a waltz as the “Four of the
Hail Mary” square off against Drake and his henchmen. On one hand it’s a clever idea for viewers
who recognise the joke, but on the other, it trivialises the revenge motif in a
way Leone never would have.
In
another connective thread with “The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly,” Eli Wallach’s
scruffy character is virtually a clone of his bandit “Tuco” from the Leone
epic, even to a nearly identical name. But Leone shrewdly counter-balanced Wallach’s manic performance with
Eastwood’s laconic presence and Lee Van Cleef’s steely menace. In “Ace High,” Colizzi already has two
mismatched characters who play off each other—Terence Hill’s terse, handsome
Cat and Bud Spencer’s burly, grouchy Hutch. Wallach is mostly left to his own Actors Studio devices of grins, tics,
and swagger, which is good for fans who couldn’t get enough Tuco but not so
good for others who just want the story to move on. Tied up by villagers who intend to torture
him to learn the location of his stolen $300,000, Caco relates a long,
soporific account of his childhood. The
scene serves a dramatic purpose, since Caco is trying to lull a drowsy guard to
sleep, but it goes on and on. You’re
likely to nod off before the sentry does.
“Ace High” is
available in a fine Blu-ray edition from Kino Lorber Studio Classics, offering
Colizzi’s film at the correct 2.35:1 ratio in a rich Technicolor transfer. Films like this always looked good on the big
screen, but most casual fans probably remember them instead from lousy,
pan-and-scan TV prints in the old days. The Blu-ray includes the original trailer, plus trailers for several
other Spaghetti Westerns released by KL. The company’s go-to expert on the genre, Alex Cox, contributes a new
audio commentary. Cox has always been
forthright in his dour opinion of directors like Giuseppe Colizzi, Gianfranco
(Frank Kramer) Parolini, and Giuliano (Anthony Ascott) Carnimeo, who turned the
Italian Western in the direction of burlesque in the late 1960s, and away from
the gritty style of Sergio Leone, Sergio Corbucci, and Sergio Sollima. But his comments on “Ace High” are
even-handed, informative, and entertaining.
“Tales
of Adventure Collection 2,” a special edition, Blu-ray box set from
Australia’s Imprint Films, gathers five movies from the 1940s and ‘50s with
“wild and dangerous” jungle settings. To
the best of my memory, I don’t recall seeing any of them among the scores of
jungle pictures I enjoyed as a kid in the ‘50s and early ‘60s, either on the
big screen or on local TV morning movie matinees. Of the five diverse selections in the Imprint
box set, three are Republic Pictures productions, the fourth is a Paramount
release, and the fifth bears the Columbia Pictures logo. All five feature superior transfers (the
three Republic entries are transfers from 4K scans of the original negatives)
and captions for the deaf and hard of hearing, and four of them come with
excellent audio commentaries. Younger
viewers be aware, the films tend to reflect attitudes about race and
conservation that were commonplace seventy years ago, but frowned upon today;
you won’t see anything remotely like Black Panther’s democratic technocracy of
Wakanda here.
The
older two Republic releases, both in black-and-white and paired here on one
disc, underscore the studio’s reputation as a purveyor of lowbrow entertainment
with stingy production values. “Angel on
the Amazon” (1948) begins with Christine Ridgeway (Vera Hruba Ralston) trekking
through the Amazon jungle with safari hat and rifle, stalking panthers. It promises (or threatens, if you’re a
conservationist) to become a film about big-game hunting, where wild animals
exist to be turned into trophy heads. But
then Christine’s station wagon breaks down, and she radios for help. Pilot Jim Warburton (George Brent) flies in
with the needed carburetor part, just in time for the party to escape from
“headhunters.” This may be the only
jungle movie in history where rescue depends on a delivery from Auto Zone. Jim is enchanted by Christine, but she has
something to hide and refuses to warm up to his advances. Later, meeting Jim again in Rio de Janeiro,
she becomes frightened when an elderly, apparently harmless man watches her
from a distance. As film historian
Philippa Berry notes on the informative audio commentary for the Blu-ray, the
answer to the mystery revolves around the then-popular theme of physical
effects from psychological trauma, here given a mystical and somewhat absurd
twist. The studio-bound sets and back
projection that waft the characters from the Amazon to Rio and then to
Pasadena, California, are charmingly phoney. George Brent and two other fading co-stars from the 1930s, the
aristocratic Brian Aherne and Constance Bennett, stoutly maintain straight
faces in the backlot rain forest.
“Daughter
of the Jungle” (1949) is even more formulaic, as a young blonde woman raised in
the jungle comes to the aid of pilot Paul Cooper (James Cardwell), a policeman,
and two gangsters in the lawman’s custody when their plane crashes somewhere in
Africa. Called Ticoora by the local
tribe, she is actually Irene Walker, who was stranded with her millionaire
father in their own plane crash twelve years before. As film historian Gary Gerani notes in his
audio commentary track, Ticoora is one of a long line of virginal jungle sirens
in movies that range from the ridiculously sublime, like 1959’s “Green
Mansions,” to the sublimely ridiculous, like 1983’s “Sheena, Queen of the
Jungle.” She can summon elephants with a
Tarzan-like yodel that recalls Carol Burnett’s parodies on her old TV
show. As Ticoora leads the party to
safety, the oily head gangster, Kraik, schemes a way to claim her inheritance,
which awaits in New York. Some viewers
will see Kraik, played by the great Sheldon Leonard with a constant volley of
“dese, dose, and dem” insults, as the only reason to stay with the movie’s plod
through lions, gorillas, crocodiles, and indigenous Africans played by white
actors in greasepaint. Others (I plead
guilty) tend to view unassuming, ramshackle pictures like this one more
leniently, providing we can accept if not endorse their racial attitudes as a
product of their times. Consistent with
Republic’s nickel-and-diming on its B-feature releases, especially those made
in the late ‘40s, the more spectacular long shots of Ticoora swinging from
vines in her above-the-knee jungle skirt were recycled from one of the studio’s
earlier releases. In those scenes, it’s
actually Francis Gifford’s stunt doubles in the same outfit from the 1941
serial “Jungle Girl,” not Lois Hall who plays Ticoora in the new footage. Gary Gerani’s audio commentary provides lots
of information about the cast, including the two obscure leads, Lois Hall and
James Cardwell. Gerani points out that
the Blu-ray print, from the original negative, presents the movie’s full
80-minute version for the first time ever. The 69-minute theatrical release in 1949 omitted some B-roll filler and
some scenes where Paul woos Irene. More
action, less kissy, was crucial for encouraging positive playground
word-of-mouth from sixth graders in the audience—the pint-sized forerunners of
today’s Tik-Tok influencers.
The
third movie retrieved from Republic’s vaults, “Fair Wind to Java” (1953), was
one of the studio’s intermittent efforts to offer more expensive productions in
living Trucolor, with a rousing Victor Young musical score, to compete with
major postwar costume epics from the MGM and Paramount powerhouses. Ironically, Paramount now owns the rights to
Republic’s home video library. In 1883
Indonesia, New England sea captain Boll (Fred MacMurray) picks up the trail of
lost diamonds also sought by a pirate chief, Pulo Besar (Robert Douglas). Obstacles include the pirates, some scurvy
knaves in Boll’s own crew, Dutch colonial authorities, and the fact that the
only person who can direct Boll to the treasure is dancing girl Kim Kim (Vera
Hruba Ralston), who has only an imperfect memory of the route from her
childhood. Substitute Indiana Jones for
Captain Boll, and you’d hardly notice the switch. It turns out that the gems are hidden in a
temple on Fire Island—unfortunately for the captain, not the friendly enclave
of Fire Island, N.Y., but the volcanic peak of Krakatoa. Will Krakatoa blow up just as the rival
treasure hunters make landfall there? Are you kidding? The script doesn’t disappoint, and neither do the FX by
Republic’s in-house technical team, Howard and Theodore Lydecker. A former ice skating star who escaped
Czechoslovakia ahead of the Nazis, Ralston was the wife of Republic studio head
Herbert J. Yates and widely derided as a beneficiary of nepotism who couldn’t
act her way out of an audition. She was
still a punch line for comics in the 1960s, long after most people had
forgotten the point of the joke. In
reality, both here and in “Angel on the Amazon,” she is an appealing performer,
no more deserving of ridicule than other actresses of her time with careers
mainly in escapist pictures. The sultry
but vulnerable Kim Kim was the kind of role that Hedy Lamarr might have played
under other circumstances. Ralston’s
performance is at least as engaging, and she looks mighty nice in brunette
makeup and sarong.
If
you first met Fred MacMurray as the star of “My Three Sons,” as I did as a kid,
it may take some adjustment to see him in action-hero mode. It’’s no big deal when Dwayne Johnson or
Jason Statham slings a bandolier over his shoulder or has his shirt torn off in
a brawl with a pugnacious sailor . . . but Fred MacMurray? When Boll ponders whether or not to trust his
shifty first mate Flint (John Russell), it’s a little like MacMurray’s suburban
dad asking Uncle Charlie if he should trust Robbie and Chip with the family
car. John Wayne was originally
envisioned for the role, following his starring credit in a similar Republic
production, “Wake of the Red Witch,” but MacMurray wasn’t completely out of his
element, having played lawmen and gunslingers in several Westerns before his
sitcom days. Frankly, it’s fun to see
the normally buttoned-down actor shooting it out with the pirates and racing a
tsunami. Imprint includes another
excellent commentary, this one by historian Samm Deighan. As she notes, colourfully mounted and briskly
scripted movies like this were designed to attract the whole family in those
days before Hollywood marketing fractured along lines of audience gender, age,
and race. As she observes, Junior might
not recognise the sado-sexual elements of the scene where Pulo Besar’s burly
torturer (played by Buddy Baer!) strips Kim Kim and plies his whip across her
bare back. All in a day’s work in the
dungeon. But dad likely would have sat
up and paid close attention.
Only
a year later (1954), Paramount’s “Elephant Walk” furthered Hollywood’s trend of
filming exteriors for its more prestigious movies in actual overseas locations
rather than relying on studio mockups, as “Fair Wind to Java” did. Ruth Wiley (Elizabeth Taylor at her most
luminous) travels to Ceylon (now Sri Lanka) with her new husband John (Peter
Finch), the charming and prosperous owner of a tea plantation. Initially, Ruth is enraptured by the lush
countryside and John’s bungalow, Elephant Walk, actually a mansion almost as
large as Grand Central Station and a lot more lavish. But trouble portends as Ruth realizes that
the memory of John’s imperious father Tom, reverently called “the Governor” by
John and the other British residents, still pervades and controls the
household. The elderly head steward,
Appuhamy (Abraham Sofaer), is quietly hostile when Ruth questions the need to
continue running the house exactly as it was run in the Governor’s day. In trying to communicate with the other
indigenous servants and workers, she runs into the barriers of language and
culture. The estate itself, complete
with Old Tom’s mausoleum in the backyard, is built across an ancestral path the
native elephants still try to use as a short cut to their watering holes. Hence its name. Wiley keeps the peripatetic pachyderms out
with a wall. His plantation manager
(Dana Andrews) is more sympathetic to Ruth, and the two fall in love as the
increasingly surly John lapses back into old habits of drinking all night with
rowdy fellow expatriates who camp out in the sprawling mansion. Andrews’ character is named “Dick Carver,”
the kind of name you’re not likely to see on credits anymore outside
Pornhub. I wonder if some moviegoers in
1954 found it funny too?
If
the combination of shaky marriage, illicit affair, and luxurious colonial life on a jungle plantation sounds
familiar, you may be thinking of “Out of Africa” (1985) or the less
romanticised “White Mischief” (1987), the latest examples of this particular
jungle sub-genre of domestic drama in the tropics. As Gary Gerani points out in his audio
commentary, enthusiasts of melodrama will also cry “Rebecca!” in the subplot
about the shadow that “the Governor’s” pernicious, posthumous influence casts
over the married couple. The movie’s
lush Technicolor palate, William Dieterle’s sleek direction, the special FX of
an elephant stampede, Edith Head’s ensembles for Liz, and Franz Waxman’s
symphonic score have an old-fashioned Hollywood polish, shown to good effect on
the Blu-ray. But as Gerani notes, the
script by John Lee Mahin, based on a 1948 novel, offers an implicit political
commentary too. As viewers of “The
Crown” know, British rule was already crumbling in the Third World in the early
1950s and would soon fall, just like Wylie’s wall faces a renewed assault by
drought-stricken elephants in the final half hour of the movie. Thanks to the capable cast, glossy production
values, and a script that takes interesting, unexpected turns, I liked
“Elephant Walk” more than I thought I would.
Terence
Young’s “Safari” (1956) from Columbia Pictures begins with a jaunty title song
to a percussive beat that wouldn’t be out of place in “The Lion King”—“We’re on
safari, beat that drum, / We’re on safari to kingdom come”—leading you to think
that the picture will be a romp like “Call Me Bwana” (1963), “Clarence the
Cross-Eyed Lion” (1965), or the last gasp of jungle comedies so far, “George of
the Jungle” (1997). But the story takes
a grim turn almost immediately. An
American guide and hunter in Kenya, Ken Duffield (Victor Mature), is called
back from a safari to find his 10-year-old son murdered and his home burned by
Mau Mau terrorists. He determines to
find and kill the murderer, Jeroge (Earl Cameron), a formerly trusted servant
who, unknown to Duffield, had “taken the Mau Mau oath.” The British authorities revoke Duffield’s
license to keep him from interfering with their attempts to apprehend Jeroge
and the other culprits, but then they hand it back under pressure from Sir
Vincent Brampton (Roland Culver), who comes to Africa to kill a notorious lion
called “Hatari.” “You know what ‘Hatari’
means, don’t you?” Duffield asks. “It
means danger”—the very tagline used for Howard Hawks’ movie of the same name a
few years later. Coincidence? Brampton is a wealthy, borderline sociopathic
bully who makes life miserable for his finance Linda (Janet Leigh) and
assistant Brian (John Justin), and Duffield doesn’t much care for him
either. But the millionaire insists on
hiring Duffield as the best in the business, and the hunter uses the safari as
a pretext for pursuing Jeroge into the bush. The script juxtaposes Duffield’s chase after Jeroge with Brampton’s
determination to bag Hatari, but the millionaire is such an unpleasant
character (well played by Culver) that most of us will hope the lion wins.
This
was one of the last “big bwana” movies where no one thinks twice about killing
wild animals for sport, and viewers sensitive about the subject may not share
Sir Vincent’s enthusiasm for Ken Duffield’s talents, or the production’s
matter-of-fact scenes of animals collapsing from gunshots. The political material about the Mau Maus is
a little dicey too; the Mau Mau insurrection of 1952-60 was more complicated
than the script suggests. Poster art for
the movie, reproduced on the Blu-ray sleeve, depicts a fearsomely painted
African. Actually, it isn’t a Mau Mau
but a friendly Massai tribesman; Linda makes the same mistake in the movie
before learning that the Massai have agreed to help Duffield track Jeroge. Squirm-worthy dialogue occurs as well, when
Duffield and Brampton alike refer to the hunter’s African bearers and camp
personnel as “boys.” But Terence Young’s
brisk, muscular direction on outdoor locations in Kenya is exemplary, and the
CinemaScope vistas of Kenya in Technicolor are sumptuous. This was one of Young’s four projects behind
the camera for Irving Allen and Albert R. Broccoli’s Warwick Films, preceding
Broccoli’s later partnership with Harry Saltzman when the producers engaged
Young to direct the inaugural James Bond entries. For 007 fans, it may be heresy to suggest
that his work on “Safari” equals that on his best Bond picture, “From Russia
With Love,” but so be it. The Imprint
Blu-ray doesn’t contain an audio commentary or other special features, but the
hi-def transfer at the 2.55:1 widescreen aspect ratio is perfect.
“Tales
of Adventure Collection 2” contains the four region-free Blu-ray Discs in a sturdy
hardbox, illustrated with a collage from the poster art for the five movies in
the set. Limited to a special edition of
1,500 copies, it can be ordered HERE. (Note: prices are in Australian dollars. Use currency converter for non-Australian orders.)
Frederick
Knott's suspense play "Wait Until Dark" premiered on Broadway on Feb. 2,
1966. Lee Remick played Susy Hendrix, a
young blind woman who becomes the target of a manipulative scheme orchestrated
by a sinisterly glib psychopath, Harry Roat Jr. from Scarsdale. Robert Duvall, in his Broadway debut, had the
pivotal supporting role of Roat. A movie
version opened on Oct. 26, 1967, starring Audrey Hepburn (in an Oscar-nominated
performance) as Susy and Alan Arkin as
Roat, produced by Mel Ferrer (Hepburn's husband at the time), directed by
Terence Young, and scored by Henry Mancini. A predecessor of today's popular, trickily plotted suspense movies like
"Gone Gir" (2014) and "The Girl on the Train" (2016), the film was a
commercial and critical success, ranking number sixteen in box-office returns
for the year. Movies
adapted from plays often feel stage-bound, but "Wait Until Dark"
avoids those constraints, thanks in no small part to Young's fine
pacing, sharp eye for detail, and sure grasp of character.
Bosley
Crowther's October 27, 1967, film review in the New York Times noted that the
Radio City Music Hall screening of "Wait Until Dark" included a stage show with
a ballet troupe, performing dogs, and the Rockettes. Fifty years later, going out to a movie,
you're lucky to get a good seat and decently lit projection for the price of
admission. Any live entertainment comes
courtesy of the patrons behind you who can't put away their smartphones for two
hours.
Knott's play was confined to one interior set, Susy's cramped Greenwich Village
apartment, which makes it a perennial favorite for little-theater and
high-school drama productions on limited budgets. The movie adds a new opening scene in which
Sus's husband Sam (Efrem Zimbalist Jr.), a freelance photographer, meets an
attractive young woman, Lisa, as they board a flight from Montreal. When they land at JFK, Lisa hands Sam a
child's doll and asks him to hold on to it for her temporarily. She says it's a present for the child of a
friend, she just learned that the friend and the little girl will be meeting
her at the airport, and she doesn't want to spoil the surprise; she'll call and
come by for it later. Unknown to the
obliging Sam, it's a phony story: Lisa is a drug mule, and narcotics are hidden
inside the doll.
Lisa
had planned to double-cross her accomplice Roat and split the money from
the
drug shipment with Mike (Richard Crenna) and Carlino (Jack Weston), her
partners in past criminal schemes. Roat
murders Lisa and enlists Mike and Carlino to help him find the doll in
Susy and
Sam's apartment. He lures Sam away with
a call promising a big photo assignment. In his absence, Mike poses as
an old Army friend of Sam's, and Carlino
impersonates a detective investigating Lisa's murder. In a bad guy/good
guy ploy, the phony Detective Sgt. Carlino insinuates that he suspects
Sam of Lisa's murder. Mike intervenes, offering his support to Susy
to gain her trust. To further disorient
Susy, Roat poses as two men who appear to lend credence to the con.Harry
Roat Sr., an an aggressive old man,
barges into the apartment, noisily claiming to be in search of evidence
that
Lisa, his daughter-in-law, carried on a clandestine affair with Sam.
Later, mild-mannered Harry Roat Jr. knocks
on the door and apologizes for his father's outburst. It's a nice
gimmick for Alan Arkin, who gets
to impersonate three characters with different costumes and
personalities. For audiences who watched the Broadway
production, it might also have provided an effective "Aha" moment when
they
realized that there was only one Roat, not three. But it's no surprise
for the movie audience,
since close-up camera angles make it clear immediately that the other
two are
also Arkin in heavy make-up.
The
new Blu-ray release of "Wait Until Dark" from the Warner Archive Collection
presents the movie in a 1080p print for high-def TV. It's a definite improvement in richness from
previous TV and home-video prints. The
tailor-made audience is likely to be those older viewers who saw the film on
the big screen in 1967, who may wonder if the movie's "gotcha"climax still
holds up. Suffice to say without
spoiling the scene for new viewers by going into details, it does. The film's stage origins are obvious in the dialogue-driven
plot set-up and in the constrained setting of one cramped apartment. The measured exposition may be a hurdle for
younger viewers used to a faster pace and visual shorthand, but the
concentration of character interplay in a closed space isn't necessarily a
problem, even for Millennials who have been conditioned to expect ADHD editing
and splashy FX in movies. It imposes a
sense of claustrophobia that subtly forces the audience to share Susy's
mounting fear of being hemmed in and trapped.
In "Take a Look in the Dark", an eight-minute special feature ported over to the
Blu-ray from a 2003 Warner Home Video DVD release, Alan Arkin notes that the
psychotic Roat, with his granny-frame sunglasses and urban-hipster patter, was
a break from the usual sneering, buttoned-down movie and TV villains of the
time. "By and large, the public had not
been exposed to that kind of person", he recalls. "But they began to have people like that live
next to them, or see them in the newspapers or on TV." Ironically, if Roat was unsettling to 1967
audiences, he and his flick knife may seem insufficiently scary for younger
viewers today, in the endless wake of movies and TV shows about flamboyantly
demented murderers since "The Silence of the Lambs" (1990) -- not to mention
the perpetrators of real-life mass murders that, numbingly, we seem to see
every night on CNN, network, and local news.
In
the special feature, Arkin and Ferrer also express fond appreciation of
Hepburn, who wanted to star in "Wait Until Dark" when she realized
that she was getting too old to continue playing demure ingenues, Ferrer
says. Once Susy starts to figure out the con in the last half-hour of
the movie and, isolated from help, summons the inner resources to fight
back, she begins to resemble today's omnipresent model of screen
feminism, the smart, ass-kicking action hero. Two supporting actresses
are unfamiliar by name and face: Samantha Jones as Lisa and Julie Harrod
as Susy's 14-year-old neighbor Gloria. Jones has a chilling scene in
which Lisa's corpse hangs in a makeshift body bag in Susy's closet, and
Susy, unaware, almost bumps into it. Both actresses are so good that
viewers will wonder why they didn't have more prominent careers. (I
don't know either.) One bit of casting may be distracting to viewers in
2017 in a way that it wasn't to audiences in 1967: as Carlino, the fine
character actor Jack Weston is almost a dead ringer for New Jersey Gov.
and failed 2016 Republican Presidential hopeful Chris Christie. (He's
now running again- Ed.)
Besides "Take a Look in the Dark", the Warner Archive Collection Blu-ray includes two trailers also repeated from the 2003 DVD.One,
titled the "warning trailer" ominously cautions that "during the last
eight minutes of this picture, the theater will be darkened to the legal
limit to heighten the terror of the breath-taking climax."As
a gimmick for luring curious masochists into the movie theater, it
doesn't quite rise to the truly inspired heights of William Castle's
"Emergo", "Percepto", or "Punishment Poll", but it's still a charming
bit of vintage Hollywood hucksterism.
The fifth
season of 'Icons Unearthed' will focus on Bond, James Bond.
Directed by
Brian Volk-Weiss (The Toys That Made Us, The Movies That Made Us, Behind the
Attraction), Alyssa Michek (Icons Unearthed), and Ben Frost (Icons Unearthed),
the documentary series features exclusive, candid interviews with the people
that helped make the franchise popular.
Appearances
include George Lazenby, Gloria Hendry (who will also narrate the
series), Caroline Munro, Catherine Schell, Terence Mountain, Andreas
Wisniewski, Trina Parks, Vic Armstrong, John Glen, Jeffrey Caine, Norm
Wanstall, Lee Pfeiffer, Ajay Chowdhury, and Matthew Field.
MI6 can
confirm the following episode titles and premiere dates:
Icons
Unearthed: James Bond
Episode 1: A Spy Is Born - Wed, Oct 4, 2023
Episode 2: The Man Who Wouldn't Be King - Wed, Oct 11, 2023
Episode 3: James Bond-Changing Times - Wed, Oct 18, 2023
Produced by The Nacelle Company, 'Icons Unearthed: James
Bond' will broadcast on VICE TV.
It’s
easy to lose track of time in the Bahamas – every day is sunny and beautiful
just like the day before it… and yet things DO change, especially in the almost
six decades since the EON film crew took the island by storm to shoot their
James Bond masterpiece, Thunderball.Back then it was a sleepy tropical island for the occasional cruise ship
and small numbers of tourists making the short hop from Miami. Aside from the port
city of Nassau, much of the island was undeveloped.
(Paula might be in there...)
Today
the Bahamas is a thriving tourist destination attracting almost one million
visitors annually.On most days, Nassau
hosts multiple cruise ships disgorging thousands of passengers who storm the
downtown shops and restaurants.Although
the Thunderball era is long gone, there are still remnants of it
throughout the island.With just a
couple of days, no way could I have done the deep dive that Simon Firth did in
his definitive Filming James Bond in the Bahamas, but I could visit some
of the key destinations still around after 58 years.
(Site of the original Cafe Martinique on the Atlantis property.)
Mention
James Bond and almost everyone you meet has a story – from encountering Sean
Connery to talking about Thunderball.“I used to work in that liquor store,” our airport driver said as we
rolled past a strip mall on the way to our hotel. “Mr. Connery would come in
and buy wine. He was always very nice.”As we passed a small plaza he pointed “And right there he’d have a
coffee and read a book most mornings.”It’s easy to see why Sir Sean settled in Nassau – the locals treated him
as just another resident, not the iconic film star he actually was.No autograph or photo requests, just the
famous Bahamian hospitality which gave him what all celebrities crave –
anonymity.
Still
bummed at missing the great fan-organized tours for one reason or another, this
was about as close as I was going to get…
LOVE
BEACH
In
Thunderball, the beach appeared remote and untouched, filled with palm
trees, most noticeably the one Bond spears Vargas to while delivering that
classic line, “I think he got the point.”
(Channeling Vargas on Love Beach.)
Today
Love Beach is still beautiful but now there are private homes where the lush
woods that Vargas strode through once were.I also read it took a hard hit from a hurricane some years back.The only easy access point is through a
surfside bar called Nirvana Beach which charges $5 per person for
admittance.I got the impression the
place was hopping at night, but during a weekday, there was hardly anyone.After a blazing hot walk on the beach trying
to find “THE” spot where the spear-gunning took place, I settled for a random
palm tree and my VERY patient wife took the obligatory photo before saying “I’m
f---ing melting here.”Further
exploration now out of the question, we made tracks back to the Nirvana bar for
a couple of ice-cold Kalik beers.I
mentioned that a Bond epic had been filmed at this lovely spot.“Oh, really?” was the female bartender’s
response, adding, “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself.” Ok, so perhaps not
everyone is a rabid fan…
DOWNTOWN
NASSAU
We
managed only a quick trip in to pick up some souvenirs and were lucky that only
one mammoth cruise ship was in port. I went over to Rawson Square which, in our
favorite film, Bond and Paula are seen walking across heading for Pinder’s
staging area.Along with a busy market,
an old government building – Churchill House – is clearly visible.Sadly, Churchill House is no more – a parking
lot now sits where it once stood.As
Joni Mitchell sang, “They paved over paradise and put up a parking lot.”
THE
SEAWALL
In
1965 this breakwater was off a sleepy beach road on Paradise Island.Here Bond infiltrates the Spectre dive team
as they suit up to move their stolen nuclear bombs. Today it’s an architectural
relic located on Cabbage Beach, now part of the massive, 154-acre Atlantis
Resort.Few if any of the guests
enjoying the beach even know it’s there!Bond aside, there are tons of things to do and see in Atlantis so buying
a day pass ($190 for adults, $95 for kids) might be worth it.Along with pools, rides, restaurants you can
also walk up to the sea wall.I reached
out to the resort a few weeks out from my trip and their PR department graciously
responded, allowing me a visit and assigning me a very personable guide named
Kool Aid who knew everything about the resort and had an impressive knowledge
of the island’s Bond locales.
We
walked from the hotel lobby through Atlantis’ underground aquarium which
boasted a variety of marine life – from huge groupers to moray eels, sharks and
more, all living in crystal-clear water pumped in from the nearby ocean.As part of “The Blue Project”, Atlantis also
operates a coral nursery where they grow this vital organism (on lengths of PVC
pipe) to replenish ailing reefs.As ocean
temperatures rise, programs like this will become more and more important so
good on the resort for stepping up.And
then we walked over a causeway to Cabbage Beach.Fifty-eight storm seasons had taken a toll on
the concrete, but the seawall was still there and looked much as it did in the
film.To say I took some photos
would be an understatement.
(CR’s Mark Cerulli with Atlantis PR rep Kool Aid - the breakwater is in the background.)
On
the way out, Kool Aid asked if I wanted to see the location of the ORIGINAL
Café Martinique.Why, yes… yes I
would!We went back through the
lobby and he pointed to a take-out pizza restaurant in a pink tower which is
where the legendary restaurant once operated.Again, it was difficult to picture the elegant and romantic Café from
the film in light of the area’s total transformation. Perhaps in a nod to the
island’s history, the resort did create another Café Martinique nearby.
On
my next to last day, I got to see (for me) the Crown Jewel of Bahamian Bond
locations –Palmyra…
LARGO’S
HOUSE
For
many years it’s been owned by a prominent Bahamian family and its local name is
“Rock Point.” Most islanders know it as “The Bond House.”The owners kindly allowed me access to the grounds.(Unoccupied for a number of years, the house
itself is firmly boarded up and there is a 24-hour guard.)Yes, it’s run down, but here it was easy to
picture it from the film – the balcony where Largo and Fiona shot clay targets is
different from 1965 but still hints at the home’s grandeur – and the ocean view
is mind-blowing.The basement doors that
Connery used to access Palmyra actually lead to the pool’s pump room - the swinging
doors themselves are long gone, but the structure is still there.
The
huge swimming pool where Bond escapes hungry sharks is intact but filled with
brackish water. Even this rabid Thunderball fanatic didn’t want to do a
lap in it – although I couldn’t resist wearing my Orlebar Brown Thunderball camp
shirt! I also noticed the pool’s cement cutout where the controls for the metal
grating used to trap Bond underwater once were.
The
circular Shark Pool where the Golden Grotto sharks were kept is still there,
but part of the outer wall has collapsed allowing ocean water to flow in and
out.Still, it would be a relatively
easy fix to restore. The estate also boasts a gorgeous private beach.The owner’s son said the family was talking
over various plans to rehabilitate the property and bring it back to its former
glory.The bones are all there – the
house appears to be structurally sound, and a coat of paint would make it look
as it did when Terence Young’s cameras were rolling.In this writer’s mind, there’s no reason it
couldn’t become another GoldenEye type destination – or the best 00 bar this
side of Duke’s!
(Casino Royale location - the former One & Only Resort.)
As
a bonus I managed to hit two more Bondian locations – The Four Seasons Resort Ocean
Club (formerly the One and Only Resort) seen in Casino Royale and
Solemar Restaurant – formerly known as Compass Point.This was a happy coincidence as we and our
friends just happened to go there for dinner.The restaurant was never in a Bond film but it was a favorite of Sean
and Micheline’s.Apparently, he used to like
their lamb chops so that’s what I had. Yesh, they were great!
(A lovely memento of Thunderball at the former One & Only Resort - now a Four Seasons.)
Many
kind thanks to Simon Firth and Jaime Ciaccia for location tips and
pointers.
(All photos copyright Mark Cerullli. All rights reserved.)
Here is a 60 second radio spot commercial promoting director Terence Young's 1972 screen adaptation of the bestselling book "The Valachi Papers" starring Charles Bronson.
Charles Bronson, the epitome of the screen hero of few words and emotions, is the subject of the French documentary "Charles Bronson: Hollywood's Lone Wolf" from writer/director Jean Lauritano. While the movie's 52-minute running time is hopelessly inadequate for providing much insight into the film legend's life and career, it does benefit from plenty of HD film clips instead of the usual VHS-quality footage culled from public domain movies and well-worn trailers, which is usually the norm in documentaries of this sort. Because the French are generally known as the ultimate cinephiles, the film concentrates primarily on aspects of Bronson's professional career, with only some fleeting insights into his personal life and background. We learn he grew up in a hardscrabble lifestyle in the coal country of western Pennsylvania and seemed destined for a dead end job in the mines. However, after being drafted for service in WWII, he joined a generation of other recently-discharged young men who gravitated toward the acting profession after the war. Like most of his peers, Bronson never dreamed of being an actor and tried out for a play at the suggestion of a friend. He found he had a knack for the profession and soon moved to Hollywood, where he traded his real name- Charles Buchinsky- for Charles Bronson because Senator Joseph McCarthy's "Red Scare" witch hunts were in play and Bronson suspected that a Slavic name would not be beneficial. He found work immediately and was generally cast as ominous tough guys and henchmen largely because he lacked the handsome features of traditional leading men of the era.
In the late 1950s, Bronson landed the lead role in the modestly-successful TV series "Man with a Camera" before director John Sturges cast him as one of "The Magnificent Seven" and in "The Great Escape", both of which afforded Bronson high profile roles. It was during the filming of the latter production that Bronson began wooing actress Jill Ireland, despite the fact that she was married to his co-star and good friend David McCallum. Ultimately, she would divorce McCallum and marry Bronson, but such dramatic developments are dismissed with in a nanosecond in the documentary. Instead, director/writer Lauritano dissects Bronson's achievements on screen, pointing out that he reached leading man status in Europe long before Hollywood recognized his potential as a boxoffice super star. The film presents Bronson as resentful that, while he was starring in films by the likes of Rene Clement and Sergio Leone in Europe, he was still relegated to playing rather nondescript villains in American cinema, despite a high profile role as one of "The Dirty Dozen" and playing a non-violent role opposite Richard Burton and Elizabeth Taylor in "The Sandpiper".
Brosnson's prospects for American stardom rose with the release of two European films that were well received in the States: the Western "Red Sun" and the real-life crime drama "The Valachi Papers", both directed by Terence Young. Soon after, his collaborations with British director Michael Winner on films such as "Chato's Land" and "The Mechanic" finally afforded Bronson name-above-the-title respect in his native country. The highlight of this period was starring in Winner's "Death Wish", the controversial crime thriller that perfectly tapped into the American public's concerns about urban crime waves of the era. It would prove to be one of the most influential films of all time, for better or worse. The documentary is frustrating because it affords us an interesting overview of a cinematic icon who is rarely examined in any meaningful way, yet it needs to have a much longer running time to do him justice. What exists is impressive, however.
The version of the film currently presented on Amazon for streaming rental or purchase and on Freevee for free, but with ads. (Yuck!)
In the mid 1960s Amicus Productions emerged as a Hammer Films
wanna-be. The studio aped the Hammer horror films and even occasionally
encroached on Hammer by "stealing" their two biggest stars, Christopher
Lee and Peter Cushing. The first Amicus hit was "Dr. Terror's House of
Horrors", released in 1965 and top-lining Lee and Cushing. The format of
various horror tales linked by an anthology format proved to be so
successful that Amicus would repeat the formula over the next decade in
films such as "Tales from the Crypt", "Vault of Horror" and "The House
That Dripped Blood". The studio cranked out plenty of other horror
flicks and by the mid-to-late 1970s Amicus was producing better fare
than Hammer, which had made the mistake of increasingly concentrating on
blood and gore and tits and ass to the detriment of the overall
productions. Occasionally-indeed, very rarely- Amicus would branch out
from the horror genre and produce other fare. (i.e. the Bond-inspired
"Danger Route" and the social drama "Thank You All Very Much") but the
studio was out of its element when it came to producing non-horror
flicks. A particularly inspired offbeat entry in the Amicus canon was
the 1970 production "The Mind of Mr. Soames", based on a novel by
Charles Eric Maine. The intriguing premise finds John Soames (Terence
Stamp) a 30 year-old man who has been in a coma since birth. He has been
studiously tended to by the staff at a medical institution in the
British countryside where a round-the-clock team sees to it that he is
properly nourished and that his limbs are exercised to prevent atrophy.
Soames apparently is an orphan with no living relatives so he is in
complete custody of the medical community, which realizes he represents a
potentially important opportunity for scientific study- if he can be
awakened. That possibility comes to pass when an American, Dr. Bergen
(Robert Vaughn) arrives at the clinic possessing what he feels is a
successful method of performing an operation that will bring Soames "to
life". The operation is surprisingly simple and bares fruit when, hours
later, Soames begins to open his eyes and make sounds.The staff realize
this is a medical first: Soames will come into the world as a grown man
but with the mind and instincts of a baby.
Soames' primary care in the post-operation period is left to Dr.
Maitland (Nigel Davenport), who has constructed a rigid schedule to
advance Soames' intellect and maturity as quickly as possible.
Initially, Maitland's plans pay off and Soames responds favorably to the
new world he is discovering. However, over time, as his intellect
reaches that of a small child, he begins to harbor resentment towards
Maitland for his "all stick and no carrot" approach to learning. Dr.
Bergen tries to impress on Maitland the importance of allowing Soames to
have some levity in his life and the opportunity to learn at his own
pace. Ultimately, Bergen allows Soames outside to enjoy the fresh air
and observe nature first hand on the clinic's lush grounds. Soames is
ecstatic but his joy is short-lived when an outraged Dr. Maitland has
him forcibly taken back into the institute. Soames ultimately rebels and
makes a violent escape into a world he is ill-equipped to understand.
He has the maturity and knowledge of a five or six year old boy but
knows that he prefers freedom to incarceration. As a massive manhunt for
Soames goes into overdrive, the film traces his abilities to elude his
pursuers as he manages to travel considerable distance with the help of
well-intentioned strangers who don't realize who he is. Soames is
ultimately struck by a car driven by a couple on a remote country road.
Because the lout of a husband was drunk at the time, they choose to
nurse him back to health in their own home. The wife soon realizes who
he is and takes pity on him- but when Soames hear's approaching police
cars he bolts, thus setting in motion a suspenseful and emotionally
wrenching climax.
"The Mind of Mr. Soames" is unlike any other Amicus feature. It isn't a
horror film nor a science fiction story and the plot device of a man
having been in a coma for his entire life is presented as a totally
viable medical possibility. Although there are moments of tension and
suspense, this is basically a mature, psychological drama thanks to the
intelligent screenplay John Hale and Edward Simpson and the equally
impressive, low-key direction of Alan Cooke, who refrains from
overplaying the more sensational aspects of the story. Stamp is
outstanding in what may have been the most challenging role of his
career and he receives excellent support from Robert Vaughn (sporting
the beard he grew for his next film, the remake of "Julius Caesar") and
Nigel Davenport. Refreshingly, there are no villains in the film. Both
doctors have vastly different theories and approaches to treating Soames
but they both want what is best for him. The only unsympathetic
character is a hipster TV producer and host played by Christian Roberts
who seeks to exploit the situation by filming and telecasting Soames'
progress as though it were a daily soap opera.
Amicus had a potential winner with this movie but it punted when it
came to the advertising campaign by implying it was a horror film. "The
mind of a baby, the strength of a madman!" shouted the trailers and the
print ads screamed "CAN THIS BABY KILL?" alongside an absurd image of
Stamp locked inside an infant's crib. In fact, Soames does pose a
danger to others and himself simply because he doesn't realize the
implications of his own strength- but he is presented sympathetically in
much the same way as the monster in the original "Frankenstein".
Perhaps because of the botched marketing campaign, the film came and
went quickly. In some major U.S. cities it was relegated to a few art
houses before it disappeared. In fact the art house circuit was where it
belonged but the ad campaign isolated upper crust viewers who favored
films by Bergman and Fellini but balked when the saw the over-the-top
elements of the ads.
"The Mind of Mr. Soames" is currently streaming on Amazon Prime.
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Today, Pinewood Studios have announced that a new sound
stage will be named in honour of the late Sir Sean Connery on what would have
been the Academy Award-winning actor’s 92nd birthday. Officially named, The Sean
Connery Stage, the 18,000 square foot purpose-built sound stage is one of five
new stages opening on the Pinewood Studios lot. Recognised as one of the most
influential and successful actors of his generation, Sean Connery was the first
actor to portray James Bond on the big screen in EON Productions’ Dr No, shot
at Pinewood Studios in 1962. The film was produced by Albert R ‘Cubby’ Broccoli
and Harry Saltzman (EON Productions), directed by Terence Young on Pinewood
Studios’ original A, B, C and D stages and on location in Jamaica. Following
the phenomenal success of Dr. No, Connery starred in a further five James Bond
films produced by EON Productions and shot at Pinewood Studios; From Russia
With Love (1963), Goldfinger (1964), Thunderball (1965), You Only Live Twice
(1967) and Diamonds Are Forever (1971). Connery’s interpretation of the role
helped establish the foundation for the success of the James Bond series which
celebrates its 60thAnniversary this year. Connery’s history with Pinewood and
Shepperton Studios extends beyond the James Bond films returning numerous times
between 1957 and 1999. First passing through the gates of Pinewood Studios for
Hell Drivers (1957), other titles from his extensive filmography include On the
Fiddle (1961) at Shepperton, Woman of Straw (1964) at Pinewood, The Russia
House (1990) Pinewood, Robin Hood – Prince of Thieves (1991) Shepperton, First
Knight (1995) Pinewood and Entrapment (1999) at both Pinewood and Shepperton.
On behalf of the Connery family, Stephane and Jason
Connery commented: “Our family consider it a great honor to have a stage named
after Sean. It is fitting considering the amount of time Sean spent at Pinewood
and we know that he would have been very touched by this privilege.”
Pinewood Group Chairman,
Paul Golding said: “We are delighted to announce that one of our five new sound
stages at Pinewood Studios will be named, ‘The Sean Connery Stage’. The revered
actor, and original James Bond, had a life-long connection with both Pinewood
and Shepperton Studios. It is fitting that the naming ceremony will take place
in 2022, the 60th anniversary year of the James Bond films. ”Connery’s extensive
services to the film industry have been reflected in the many Awards he
received over his illustrious career, including an Academy Award, two BAFTA
Awards (including the BAFTA Fellowship), three Golden Globes, including the
Cecil B. DeMille Award. In 1987, he was made a Commander of the Order of Arts
and Letters in France and in 1991 he received the Freedom of the City honour by
the City of Edinburgh. In the United States, Connery received The US Kennedy
Center Honors lifetime achievement award in 1999 and the American Film
Institute’s prestigious Life Achievement Award.Connery was knighted in the 2000
New Year Honours for services to film drama.
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Released
in 1971, ‘Red Sun’ is an enthralling Western starring Charles Bronson, Toshiro
Mifune, Alain Delon and Ursula Andress. Bronson and Delon lead a group of
bandits to rob a train, but get more than they bargained for as they discover
the train is transporting a Japanese delegation featuring Mifune, who is
guarding a priceless ceremonial sword, a gift from the Emperor of Japan meant
for the President of the United States. Delon steals the sword and leaves
co-conspirator Bronson for dead. Mifune and Bronson team up to make an unlikely
alliance in search of Delon and the stolen sword.
“For
the disgrace of failure, he will rip his abdomen and kill himself†roars the
Japanese ambassador as he tries to solder Link (Bronson) and Kuroda Jubei
(Mifune) into the unlikeliest good cop/bad cop routine you’re ever likely to
witness. “Well, that’s something I’d like to see!†retorts the eagled eyed,
moustached loner Link, who moments earlier had been left for dead after the
left-handed gun Gauche (Delon) fancied a bigger share of the riches from the
robbery.‘Red Sun’ may display many of
the conventional Western characteristics – robbery goes wrong and a manhunt
ensues – but its international flavour is unlike any other film of this genre
that’s been put on screen to date.
It’s
very rare that the co-lead of an American Western is a stoic Japanese sword and
sandal figure, but the very fact that Bronson and Mifune should appear on
screen together at all has more meaning than the average cinephile might think.
Mifune appeared in the 1954 classic ‘Seven Samurai’, directed by Akira Kurosawa
– and Bronson appeared in the Western remake ‘The Magnificent Seven’ directed
by John Sturges, who had recently enjoyed success with genre hits ‘Gunfight at
the O.K. Corral’, ‘The Law and Jake Wade’ and ‘Last Train from Gun Hill’. Both
Bronson and Mifune played their parts in two of the most influential films of
the era, so the fact that they appeared on screen together is significant. ‘Red
Sun’ is a totally original story that might have seemed too bizarre to succeed,
but given the two leads’ history, it’s a perfect film to showcase their
combined talents.
Director
Terence Young captures with ease the hostile and unforgiving landscape of the
tactile terrain (filmed in AndalucÃa, Spain), as Maurice Jarre’s musical score
transports you into the picture. Throughout Young’s filmography, ranging from
the early Bond films to his transition to Hollywood working with commanding
lead actors like Henry Fonda, Anthony Quinn and Lee Marvin, he gives
lower-budget B movies gravitas. (He had collaborated with Charles Bronson a few
years earlier on ‘The Valachi Papers’.) The plot of ‘Red Sun’ feels
deliberately engineered for Bronson and Mifune and has something of a fantasy
cast list. However, it never feels detached from reality and the resulting
consequences of the characters’ actions feel meaningful, even though on the
printed page, the scenarios might have appeared to be ludicrous.
Link
and Jubei are chalk and cheese; Bronson is witty and Mifune is much more
strait- laced, amusingly so when trying to comprehend the comedic dialogue just
served to him on a plate by Bronson. The most memorable scenes of film occur
when Link and Jubei are reluctantly travelling together in search of the
Japanese ambassador’s ceremonial sword as they squabble like children and
engage in some comedic faux fighting. Bronson’s character Link accompanies Jubei
to retrieve the ceremonial sword with his own agenda in mind. After being left
for dead by Gauche (Delon) and his men, Link aims to find his share of the
train robbery proceeds, but in order to do that he needs to find Gauche and
take him alive.However, Jubei wants him
dead due to the dishonour and trouble he’s caused. All of this reaches a
boiling point in the film’s final act. If you know your Bronson movies, you
know it’s never a good idea to leave him for dead…it’s just not going to end
well for the antagonist.
Legendary
director and actor John Huston claimed that ‘Red Sun’ was among the three best
Westerns ever made, alongside 1948’s ‘Red River’ and John Ford’s ‘Stagecoach’.
Huston certainly has an interesting take. Would ‘Red Sun’ finish anywhere my
own personal list of the top 10 Westerns ever made, let alone top three? No. I
enjoy the film very much and find it particularly re-watchable, as there’s
simply nothing else like it. Huston’s choice of placing ‘Red Sun’ on such a
high pedestal isn’t completel unworthy, however. It’s an inclusive Western,
well-loved in the genre’s fandom, but its appeal outside of that isn’t
extensive.
The
three main players involved in the project – Young, Bronson and Mifune – had
already produced their best work inside their respective filmographies. That
being said, ‘Red Sun’ still has a unique appeal over 50 years after its
theatrical release. Bronson has the same low-key magnetism that he displays in
mostl of his films whilst Mifune is suitably memorable as a samurai who finds
himself in the Old West.All the more
impressive about his performance is the fact that ‘Red Sun’ was his first
feature film role in the English language. (Where he has dialogue, at any
rate.) As for the rest of the main cast, Ursula Andress is commanding as
Cristina in what is the only main female character in the film. Although
Andress receives second billing, she doesn’t appear until an hour into the
film. That being said, Andress is worth the wait. She displays a certain
exterior swagger that is reminiscent of her breakout role as Honey Ryder in
‘Dr. No’ more than a decade previous. Alain Delon is every inch the perfect
villain as Gauche in his black attire, a dress code that could be compared with
that of Henry Fonda in ‘Once Upon a Time in the West’ or Jack Palance in
‘Shane’. Delon is just as likely to shoot someone down with his menacing blue
eyes as he is with his pistol, as he’s an outlaw with no ethical compass.
‘Red
Sun’ is the pinnacle of the Eastern/Western crossover and has to be seen to be
believed.
“Man of the East,†a comedic
Italian Western starring Terence Hill and directed by Enzo Barboni as “E.B.
Clucher,†opened in U.S. theaters on May 1, 1974, as a release through United
Artists.I saw it at the old Turnpike
Cinema in Fairfax, Va., now long gone.Come to think of it, United Artists is long gone too, at least in its
1974 form.The poster outside the
theater carried comic artwork of Hill in a goofy pose on horseback.The tagline read, “The Magnificent One!,†an
abbreviated version of the original Italian title, “. . . E poi lo chiamarono
il magnifico,â€which translates more or
less as, “Now They Call Him the Magnificent.â€The advertising team at UA didn’t have to look far for a catchy phrase
that might remind fans, however subliminally or satirically, of “The
Magnificent Seven.â€Most devotees of
Italian Westerns look down on the comic offshoots of the genre like “Man of the
East,†but on its own terms, Clucher’s picture is a better-than-average example
of its type.It even holds its own
against Hollywood’s feeble comedy Westerns of the same era, like “something
big†(1971), “The Life and Times of Judge Roy Bean†(1972), and “The Great
Scout and Cathouse Thursday†(1976).
In “Man of the East,†now
available on Blu-ray from Kino Lorber Studio Classics, Hill’s character, Sir
Thomas Moore, travels to Arizona in 1880 at the final behest of his wealthy,
free-spirited father, recently deceased after fatally suffering “a stroke in a
bawdy house.â€The elder Moore had
rejected the conformist life of a peer in Queen Victoria’s Court to drift
through the American West in company with three rambunctious pals, Bull, Holy
Joe, and Monkey (Gregory Walcott, Harry Carey Jr., and Dominic Barto), as “The
Englishman’s Gang.â€Tom intends to
homestead on the land where his father built a cabin, and wants to retain Bull,
Holy Joe, and Monkey as his ranch hands.The three galoots have their own marching orders from their deceased
friend: “Tom is still a green kid.Make
a man of him, and then -- hit the saddle.â€The trio feel civilization crowding in on them as the frontier shrinks,
the dominant theme of Westerns in the 1970s, American and Italian alike.They agree to stay around long enough to
toughen up their friend’s soft-spoken son by teaching him to fight, shoot,
trade his bicycle for a horse, and change out his tweeds for his father’s old
cowboy outfit.Then they’ll keep
drifting West, trying to stay one step ahead of the railroad, which for them
embodies the unwelcome idea of “progress†as it did for the characters in various
Sergio Leone movies.Leone had sufficient
budget to include real trains in his films; Clucher makes do with stock footage
of the Rio Grande Scenic Railroad under the opening credits.
Tom’s plans run afoul of
domineering cattle baron Austin, who wants the newcomer’s property.The big rancher employs his gunslinging
foreman, Clayton (Riccardo Pizzuti), to intimidate the tenderfoot into selling
out and leaving.Clayton has ambitious
eyes on his boss’s fortune through Austin’s pretty daughter Candida (Yanti
Somer), but she and Tom become romantically attracted to each other.This gives the rancher and his henchman added
incentive to drive the greenhorn out of the territory.These elements in the script (written by
Clucher) lift a little of this and a little of that from several John Ford classics,
including Ford’s sentimentality.Harry
Carey Jr., billed here simply as Harry Carey, had appeared right before “Man of
the East†in Clucher’s “Trinity Is Still My Name†(1971), but not
coincidentally, he was also one of Ford’s famous stock company of players.Clucher magnifies the slugfests from
“Donovan’s Reef†(1963) and other Ford pictures into two big, extended saloon
brawls where dozens of stuntmen crash through windows and have their heads
slammed into breakaway tables.As in
most American Westerns, the fights end with the participants stretched out on
the floor or staggering away woozily, but not critically injured.Hospital ERs probably wish that drunken bar
fights ended that harmlessly in real life.
The movie’s violence is
strictly PG, going no further than the hammy melees.Although the characters occasionally draw and
fire their guns, the only things that get riddled with bullets are a hat and a
tin can.“This is the first Italian
Western I’ve seen, the first Western I’ve seen, where no one gets killed -- no
one gets shot!†Alex Cox marvels in his audio commentary for the Kino Lorber
Blu-ray.This would have been a selling
point on movie night in 1974, when parents searched the listings for a family-friendly
Western that they could watch with their nine-year-olds.Nowadays it may be a moot point.The nine-year-olds I know are busy competing
against each other on Fortnite, to see who can rack up the highest body count
in simulated search-and-destroy missions.Still, small kids may be amused by Clucher’s broad humor, including
Hill’s daffy faces, longjohns, and hop-frog jumps during Tom’s morning
exercises.If you think Steve Martin and
Will Ferrell invented the gimmick of a normal-looking guy who gets laughs by
acting wacky, meet Hill and Clucher.There’s a gag about horse poop, ongoing verbal confusion where the
unsophisticated characters misunderstand long words, and a fleeting gay
joke.The latter is so benign that
anyone inside or outside the LGBTQ community would be hard pressed to take
offense.Even Spaghetti Western
enthusiasts who disdain comedies like this may smile in a scene where Clucher
pokes fun at Leone’s theatrics.Two
bounty hunters in black (genre regulars Sal Borgese and Tony Norton) ride up to
the ominous cello chords of Ennio Morricone’s showdown theme from “A Fistful of
Dollars.â€Then, straight-faced, the two
slowly dismount in perfect unison like synchronized swimmers.
On Disc two of the Warner Archive’s new and essential Blu-ray
release of The Curse of Frankenstein
- the first Hammer horror classic - Richard Klemensen, publisher of Little Shoppe of Horrors magazine, offers
a succinct examination of the nuts and bolts of the film’s production history.The
Klemensen segment is only one of several generous and informative featurettes
included on the set.In the course of The Resurrection Men: Hammer, Frankenstein
and the Rebirth of the Horror Film, the publisher explains that Hammer was
a small, struggling indie studio that had churned out B pictures and modest second
features since its 1934 inception.The
studio’s fortune – and existence - was threatened in the early 1950s when
television upended the British film industry.Ironically, it was during this same period that Hammer would lens one of
their most significant big screen splashes: a sci-fi property adapted from British
TV titled The Quatermass Xperiment.
That film would signal the studio’s first successful
entry in the theatrical sci-fi/horror genre: even though the picture was a far
cry from the Gothic horrors to which the studio would soon be most associated.The public’s interest in Gothic horror had
waned in the late 1940s, as enthusiasm for Universal’s famed cycle of Dracula
and Frankenstein and Mummy films had peaked and passed.The movie-going public with a penchant for the
mysterious had since turned their attentions to flying saucers and alien
visitors, of giant radioactive insects, of Ray Harryhausen’s celebrated animated
monster-mutations.
So it was an odd time for Hammer to invest money in
restages of such literary monsters as Shelley’s Frankenstein Monster and
Stoker’s Count Dracula.The initial
script for the first of Hammer’s Frankenstein cycle films would come to company
producers via two gentleman who would eventually become competitors:Milton Subotsky and Max J. Rosenberg, the two
principal founders of Amicus Productions.Hammer execs would ultimately reject that script and scenario, but the
idea of producing of a Frankenstein film was not dismissed.The studio’s interest in reviving the franchise
was ultimately left to screenwriter Jimmy Sangster.
Hammer’s decision to resurrect the monster was not met
with enthusiasm by Universal Pictures.As the creators of the original series of Frankenstein films (1931-1948),
the studio was very protective of their interests.They would do their best to make certain that
no Universal-conceived elements would be co-opted by this British up-start.But as Mary Shelley’s property had long been in
the rights-free Public Domain, Universal could not claim copyright to any
characters that appeared in the original novel of 1818.
In truth, Hammer had no intention to overlap with the celebrated
Universal film series.For starters,
there would be no iconic armies of torch and pitchfork toting angry villagers
chasing the monster.This wasn’t an
artistic choice or due to any executive decision to not shadow Universal’s
tropes too closely.The modest budget they
set aside for the production of The Curse
of Frankenstein simply wouldn’t allow for the employment of that many
extras. The use of Jack Pierce’s
iconic flat-top Frankenstein monster make-up, replete with neck bolts and
callow cheeks was also taboo.Hammer’s make-up
wizard Phil Leakey would conjure up an admittedly less iconic - but certainly
far more gruesome – set of make-up for Frankenstein’s creation, all boils and
melted flesh and cloudy eyes.
Gruesome and bloody would be the order of the day.As the first Frankenstein film to be shot in color,
the filmmakers were able to take advantage of relaxed contemporary standards of
what was deemed acceptable to show on screen.The resulting film was certainly far more graphic than previously seen,
dressed as it was with ample amounts of blood-letting and gory visuals.That’s not to say the censors were happy with
the film’s content when submitted for review.The film would receive an “X’ rating in Great Britain.This wasn’t only due to the graphic content
and violence as presented, but also due to Hammer’s introducing an element of lurid
sexuality and provocative peeks of Hazel Court’s ample cleavage.
Hammer would also wisely make Shelley’s Baron Victor
Frankenstein the series central character.Actually, it was the Baron’s lack
of character that would make him the series’ central villain.Peter Cushing’s Frankenstein remained as
obsessed as ever in his desire to create new life from dead tissue.This ambition was a hallmark of all his mad
scientist predecessors at Universal: Colin Clive, Lionel Atwill, Patrick
Knowles, Onslow Stevens and even Boris Karloff himself.But Cushing’s Frankenstein was more ambitious
in his creating of new monsters.The
actor’s Dr. Frankenstein was the
monster, producing a series of woeful, tortured creatures in the course of his
experimentations.
The
Curse of Frankenstein would bring together several members of the
production crew whose work would soon become synonymous with Hammer’s brand of
horror.Director Terence Fisher was a
dependable figure to helm the project.He had creating serviceable thrillers for the studio’s producers since 1951.Despite working with penny-pinching budgets, Production
Designer Bernard Robinson was able to create a sense of luxurious, visual ambiance
with his opulent set decorations.This
was no small feat as most of the films he would design for Hammer were shot
within the cramped confines of Bray House on the Thames.
Then there was Jack Asher, whose moody lighting was never
short of brilliant.His work became even
more nuanced and image-invoking when the success of Curse at the box office convinced the studio to loosen the purse
strings… a bit.This decision allowed
the studio to invest in bigger budgets and to unleash their creative energies
on other horror film properties once the sole domain of Universal.Between 1957 and 1974, Hammer would give us
no fewer than seven Frankenstein films, nine Dracula movies, four Mummy
pictures and even a one-shot Spaniard Werewolf epic.This in addition, of course, to an impressive
number of original monsters and adherents of Satan they would conjure on their
own.
I’m preaching to the choir here.If you are a fan of vintage horror movies,
you are already acquainted with this classic.Warner’s Blu ray edition of The
Curse of Frankenstein provides film fans with beautiful transfers of this
1957 horror classic with the choice of enjoying it in 1.85:1, 1.66:1, and
1.37:1 Open-Matte versions, all restored and remastered from 4K scans.The set also offers a generous amount of
supplemental materials providing dedicated fans with backstories on its
production.Asher’s contributions are
featured in the set’s featurette Torrents
of Light: The Art of Jack Asher, with cinematographer David J. Miller (A.S.C.)
bringing to the fore the elements that made Asher’s photography so distinctive
and compelling.Miller describes Asher
as a “perfectionist†and the preeminent “architectural lighting director,†and
makes a convincing case of such an honor.
Though the phrase “painting with light†has become an
overused stock-phrase to describe the art of cinematography, Miller suggests that
Asher’s work is particularly deserving of such accolade.He describes the atmospheric visual imagery
as captured by Asher as “an oil painting come to life.â€Miller also suggests, not unreasonably, that
Asher not only set the template for Hammer’s visual style, but that his work had
clearly influenced the styles of cinematographers in Italy and France, the
great Mario Bava being the most notable.He also suggests that Asher had freedom to creatively contribute to the
“Hammer style†as he had previously worked extensively with Fisher and
Production Designer Robinson.Such
familiarity and trust with the core creative team was an essential component to
the film’s visual flair.
Another figure whose work for Hammer is now considered
essential to the Hammer brand was that of composer James Bernard.The composer’s dramatic, string-soaked
arrangements would serve as a perfect complement to the often wild melodrama
unfolding on screen.Bernard’s
contribution to the Hammer legacy is examined in detail in yet another
featurette Diabolus in Musica: James
Bernard and the Sound of Hammer Horror, moderated by composer Christopher
Drake.
Most famously, The Curse
of Frankenstein would first pair two names that eventually would forever remain
associative with the Hammer Film legacy:actors Peter Cushing and Christopher Lee.Cushing was a well-known figure to television
audiences in Britain when he accepted the role of Victor Frankenstein in Curse.The actor’s feature film work prior to his work with Hammer was less
celebrated, though never short of brilliant. In 1956 Christopher Lee wasn’t yet
a film star of any magnitude, at least not a household name.He had been a difficult actor to cast due to
his height. He dwarfed the lead actors
he worked alongside, which no doubt rankled his better-known male co-stars and caused
frustrating framing issues to cinematographers.In his casting of the creature in Curse,
his height would finally work to his advantage.But ultimately he was cast not due to his towering presence alone.He also impressed with his abilities to
communicate effectively as a mime.
Released in 1972, The Valachi Papers depicts the rise and
fall of Mafia informant Joseph Valachi, who became the first member of the
Mafia (otherwise known as Cosa Nostra) to acknowledge its existence in public.
Directed by Terence Young (Dr. No, From Russia with Love, Thunderball) and produced by legendary
Italian film producer Dino De Laurentiis The
Valachi Papers stars Charles Bronson in the lead role, alongside his
real-life wife Jill Ireland as well as Lino Ventura, Walter Chiari and Joseph
Wiseman.
The film covers five
decades of Valachi’s involvement in organised crime – from his burglaries with
the Minutemen to working under mob boss Vito Genovese from the 1930s – as the
film unceremoniously portrays life in the criminal underworld. Told from the
perspective of Valachi, the film begins with the ageing gangster in prison
fearing for his life after a contract for his killing is ordered by Don Vito
Genovese (Lino Ventura), who suspects him of betraying the Family. Determined
not to be silenced behind bars and avoid an inside hit, Valachi co-operates
with the U.S. Justice Department – unveiling the secrets of life in the Mafia
as the film follows Bronson’s on-screen Joe Valachi through voice-over and
flashback sequences.
The film is based on the
biographical book of the same name, written by Peter Maas in 1968. Nearly five
decades after the movie’s release, it’s difficult to truly comprehend the anticipation
surrounding a Hollywood picture based on Joseph Valachi’s tell-all testimony to
the FBI that was televised across the United States in 1963. Never before had
the public, or indeed the FBI, really been aware of the true extent to which
organised crime functioned in America. Valachi - who had been a former Mafia
‘soldier’ in the Genovese crime family – disclosed that the Mafia was called
‘Cosa Nostra’ in Italian – translating as “this thing of ours†in English.
Valachi’s public testimony divulged the structure of the Mafia, from its
hierarchy to the Five Families in New York City. This incredible true story was
always going to have golden Hollywood potential when being made into a motion
picture, but there would be two competing Mafia movies in 1972. One became widely
regarded as one of the best films ever made and the other would disappear from
popular culture…
Perhaps, The Valachi Papers is worthy of a
reappraisal in the modern era. Sure, there are some clunky edits that also
plagued director Terence Young’s early James Bond films – although they are
simply too good to care – and the jolty dubbing of certain supporting actors
also fails to go unnoticed. That being said, it’s to the film’s credit that you
can overlook its flaws, that the story and performances are simply too good to
worry about a few minor things that don’t hold up well fifty years later.
Charles Bronson starred in The Valachi
Papers at a time when he was finally achieving major international stardom.
Having enjoyed success in ensemble pieces in a supporting capacity – The Magnificent Seven, The Great Escape and The Dirty Dozen – Bronson made his name
as a leading man in Sergio Leone’s epic spaghetti western, Once Upon a Time in the West opposite Henry Fonda, Claudia
Cardinale and Jason Robards. The Valachi
Papers would be Young and Bronson’s third and final collaboration together
after Cold Sweat and Red Sun. As Bronson’s popularity as a
leading man grew, he would carry forward his tough guy persona under director Michael Winner as vigilante
Paul Kersey in the Death Wish series,
among other collaborations with Winner.
There’s an argument to be
made that Bronson’s performance as Joseph Valachi is the most versatile
performance of his entire career. Bronson emits his trademark softly spoken
innocence packaged with his menacing cats’ eyes that tell a thousand words when
no dialogue is offered, which in itself is a contradiction in terms. Yet
Bronson’s appearance changes more in this movie than in any of his others
combined. He’s convincing as Valachi in young, middle and old age – long before
the days of CGI and de-aging techniques. From the colour of his hair to the
speed at which he moves, Bronson is totally believable as Joe Valachi, which alone
makes the film worth seeing. It’s Bronson who makes the film tick, as the
narrative jumps back and forth through time – a comparison that you can make
with Martin Scorsese’s The Irishman. As
good as he is, Lino Ventura doesn’t have the same on-screen magnetism as Marlon
Brando’s Don Corleone. Perhaps the author of ‘The Godfather’, Mario Puzo,based
Don Vito Corleone on the real-life Vito Genovese? Puzo certainly drew on the
real Valachi Papers for his best-selling book that was adapted for the screen
by Francis Ford Coppola.
Indeed, The Valachi Papers lacks the all-round
spectacle, pomp and grandeur than that of The
Godfather. It’s not difficult to analyse why The Godfather was so successful. Hoping to ride the wave of The Godfather’s success – The Valachi Papers bombed commercially –
critically shunned as inferior. Director Terence Young said of The Godfather: “It is the most expensive
trailer ever made – a trailer for our film! We are really much closer to The French Connection. We are the other
side of that coin – you could call us ‘The Italian Connection’!â€
Comparable with The Godfather, The Valachi Papers does feel like an old movie – it’s not a
criticism, but it’s overshadowed by Coppola’s timeless classic. With the
exception of Bronson, there isn’t an all-star cast with multiple Academy Awards
between them or an array of quotable lines. The best we get is delivered by
Joseph Wiseman who’s best known as Dr. No in the film of the same name: “We
cannot bring back the dead, only kill the living.â€
The Valachi Papers
ultimately failed. Failed because it was immediately compared with The Godfather. How could it win? It has
a stripped-down sensibility – The
Irishman meets Goodfellas but on
a tenth of the budget. It’s not a masterpiece, but with Charles Bronson giving
a career best performance – The Valachi
Papers is a forgotten gem in need of a polish.
(Readers are invited to share their thoughts with Matt Davey at 4davem12@solent.ac.uk )
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Sir Sean Connery has passed away at age 90. One of the few remaining genuine legends of the film industry, Connery's passing will seem surrealistic to his legions of international fans, as he somehow seemed immortal. Connery overcame a humble upbringing in Edinburgh, Scotland to emerge as a cinematic icon. As young man, he entered the Royal Navy but his stint was short-lived, as he was released from service due to health issues. He later dabbled in weight lifting and was Scotland's candidate in the Mr. Universe contest. Connery drifted into acting quite by chance after someone suggested he audition for a chorus role in a London stage production of "South Pacific". He got the part and the acting bug got the better of him and he became determined to make it his profession. Connery secured bit roles in low-budget British films without making much of an impact, though one of the films, "Hell Drivers" managed to assemble a remarkable cast that included two other future stars who would make their marks by playing secret agents, Patrick McGoohan and David McCallum. Connery seemed poised for stardom when was signed under contract by 20th Century Fox. However, what was to be his first major film, Another Time, Another Place opposite Lana Turner, flopped.
Fox saw no potential in the young actor but two enterprising producers, Albert R. ("Cubby") Broccoli and Harry Saltzman did. The pair had recently formed Eon Productions for the express purpose of bringing Ian Fleming's James Bond novels to the big screen, having secured funding from United Artists' head of production David V. Picker, who was a fan of the books. The producers considered many young actors for the pivotal role of 007, knowing that securing the right man would be essential for ensuring sequels to their first production, Dr. No. There have been countless variations of how Broccoli and Saltzman agreed to hire Sean Connery, who had enough hubris to refuse to film a formal screen test. However, Broccoli once told this writer that it was his wife Dana who suggested Connery, having seen him in the 1959 Disney film Darby O'Gill and the Little People. Connery suitably impressed the producers and Dr.No was brought to the screen in 1962 (it premiered in America the following year.) While the film wasn't a blockbuster, it was considered to be a sizable hit and, most importantly, Connery truly "clicked" with critics and audiences. The following film, From Russia with Love was released in 1963 to great acclaim and much higher boxoffice grosses on a worldwide basis. The films pushed the envelope in terms of sex and violence and Bond rapidly became male role model for the Playboy magazine era. Broccoli and Saltzman wisely decided to make each successive film more expensive and grander in terms of production values. With the 1964 release of Goldfinger, the fan movement had evolved into worldwide Bondmania. Connery had attributed much of his success in the role of 007 to Terence Young, the dapper director of the first two films, who took the 'rough-around-the-edges' young Scot to a level of refinement, teaching him how to dress, eat and drink properly.
Despite the Bond films bringing Connery wealth, acclaim and fame, there was already the seeds of trouble in Paradise. He could perceive that the Bond films would have a much longer history than anyone initially anticipated. Consequently, he became afraid of being typecast. He sought other roles in high profile films. In the 1964 thriller, Woman of Straw, he gave a strong performance as a manipulative womanizer and schemer. Although the film is a gem, it flopped on its release. Connery had high hopes for working with Alfred Hitchcock as the male lead in Marnie the same year. Hitchcock had been riding high with a wave of acclaimed, high profile films but to Connery's disappointment, Marnie was a critical and boxoffice failure. By the time Connery went into production on the fourth Bond film, Thunderball, he was feuding with the producers, who, in turn, were feuding with each other. The unexpected popularity of the Bond franchise had put enormous pressure on everyone. Connery, an intensely private man, found himself the reluctant idol of millions around the globe. His marriage to actress Diane Cilento was suffering as a consequence. Prior to the release of Thunderball in 1965, Connery won acclaim for his lead role in The Hill, an intense prison drama that teamed him with director Sidney Lumet for the first time. The movie was widely praised but sank at the boxoffice. Connery became frustrated that fans only wanted to see him as Bond, a theory proven by the blockbuster grosses for Thunderball. Connery's attempt at a madcap comedy, A Fine Madness, also flopped in 1966, the year he was going into production on the fifth Bond movie You Only Live Twice. Filmed in Japan under enormous logistical pressures, Connery had made it known he was fed up with playing 007. Although contractually obligated to star in the next film, On Her Majesty's Secret Service, the producers released Connery from the movie and hired novice actor George Lazenby to play Bond.
Eager to reshape his image, Connery teamed with producer Euan Lloyd for the European Western Shalako, which boasted an international high profile cast. While not a flop, the movie also didn't indicate that there was a major acceptance of Connery in a non-Bond role. The Russian/Italian co-production of The Red Tent in which Connery played doomed Norwegian Arctic explorer Roald Amundsen, was a boxoffice disaster. He had high hopes for director Martin Ritt's The Molly Maguires, but that failed commercially, too. Perhaps for this reason, Connery agreed to return to the role of James Bond one more time in Diamonds are Forever. After George Lazenby had quit the series after only one film, producers and United Artists had signed American actor John Gavin for the role of Bond. However, David Picker wanted to ensure the stability of the lucrative series and offered Connery the highest salary ever paid to an actor: $1.25 million plus a percentage of the gross. Connery agreed with the promise of using the windfall to establish a charity in his native Scotland. Ironically, Connery's latest non-Bond film, The Anderson Tapes, proved to be a critical and commercial success even as he was filming his return to the role of 007. Predictably, Diamonds Are Forever was a smash hit, despite the fact that a weak script had left some diehard fans somewhat disappointed. After all, Connery was back and the world press rejoiced. Nevertheless, Connery resisted offers to appear as Bond again in Live and Let Die and Roger Moore inherited the role, finding equal success over a twelve year period.
Some of Connery's post-Bond films fared well, despite the high profile failure of director John Boorman's sci-fi film Zardoz and The Offence, a grim police drama in which Connery gave an Oscar-caliber performance. However, the movie, which reunited him with Sidney Lumet, was barely released theatrically and played briefly in only a handful of venues. Connery finally began to earn praise from critics for his performances in films such as The Man Who Would Be King, The Wind and the Lion, Murder on the Orient Express, The Great Train Robbery and Robin and Marian. By this point in his personal life, he and Diane Cilento had divorced. Connery would then marry the artist Michelene Roquebrune in 1975. They remained married until his death. Professionally, many of his films still failed at the boxoffice, though by this point he was enjoying status as an icon of international cinema. In 1983, he returned to the role of James Bond in Never Say Never Again, a loose remake of Thunderball that was produced outside of the Eon franchise films. The movie was a financial success and earned good reviews, though Bond purists widely consider it to have fallen short of its potential.
In 1988, Connery was awarded the Best Supporting Actor Oscar for his impressive performance as an aging Irish cop on the trail of Al Capone in The Untouchables. Even as he aged, he was regarded as a sex symbol. Upon being told that he had been voted "The Sexiest Man Alive", Connery characteristically quipped that there weren't many sexy dead men. In 1989, he co-starred with Harrison Ford in the blockbuster Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, directed by Steven Spielberg. Connery would later say it was one of his most enjoyable experiences as an actor. The following year, he scored another hit with The Hunt for Red October, a Cold War thriller that benefited from the recent collapse of the Soviet Union. However, it wouldn't be until 1996 when he starred in another blockbuster release with the prison adventure film The Rock. His 1999 crime caper Entrapment was also a major hit but Connery was publicly griping that the filmmaking process and the quality of scripts presented to him were becoming matters of concern. After the ill-fated super hero movie The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen in 2003, he announced he was retiring from acting. Despite overtures from the industry, Connery refused all offers, including another Indiana Jones film.
In his post-retirement years, Connery kept a low public profile, rarely appearing at events or granting interviews. This led to rumors that he was ill or even at death's door. However, in 2010, his brother Neil told this writer that people simply didn't understand that Connery was enjoying a laid-back retirement lifestyle, having traveled and worked so extensively for decades. Politically, Connery remained steadfastly nationalistic in terms of Scottish independence and would occasionally March in the Tartan Day parade in New York City, attired in a kilt.
Sir Sean Connery's legacy was not only as an icon of international cinema, but also as a man of dignity and honor who made it to the top without compromising his principles. He had lived to see many of his films become regarded as classics and he enjoyed the respect of his peers as well as audiences around the world. Not bad for a Scottish lad who started out driving lorries and polishing coffins.
Any time we at Cinema Retro might feel self-congratulatory about staying in print for sixteen years, we're immediately humbled by the fact that Dick Klemensen has been publishing Little Shoppe of Horrors magazine since 1972. You read that right...1972, the same year it seemed like a good idea to re-elect Richard Nixon in the biggest landslide in American history and Marlon Brando regained his mojo as The Godfather. Since then, Dick's magazine has been the gold standard for coverage of everything and anything to do with the Hammer films horror classics. The vast majority of every issue is dedicated to Hammer and yet he never gets repetitive. Dick started to reach out to the Hammer stars, directors, producers and technicians in the early 1970s and thus acquired a priceless archive of their stories and memories during an era in which most critics didn't take the films seriously. Dick's latest issue features the wonderful Hammer version of the Sherlock Holmes classic "The Hound of the Baskerville" on the cover and the interior is chock full of informative and entertaining articles. Click here to visit Little Shoppe of Horrors site and prepare to go on a shopping spree. Remember, print media needs your support!
Here is official list of contents for the latest issue:
vThe Hyman Horrors.
Denis
Meikle examines producer Kenneth Hyman's Trio of Terror for Hammer Films -
The Hound of the Baskervilles, The Stranglers of Bombay and The Terror of the
tongs.
v'Behind the Scenes' on The Hound of the Baskervilles
Peter
Cushing, Christopher Lee, Terence Fisher and many of the people involved talk
about the making of the film.
v'Murder Their Religion!'
The
Making of The Stranglers of Bombay by Bruce G. Hallenbeck.
vMurder By Hatchet!'
The
Making of The Terror of the Tongs by Bruce G. Hallenbeck.
v'He Painted With Light! Jack Asher'
A
tribute to Hammer's great Director of Photography by Emmy Award winning
cinematographer - David J. Miller & Asher's daughters & Hammer film
co-workers.
v'Michael
Medwin: Hammer's First Star'
Interview
by Denis Meikle.
vDracula
2020 — The recent BBC/Netflix/Hartswood Film version of Bram Stoker's classic
Novel.
Interviews
with Mark Gatiss (Writer/Producer/actor - as Renfield), Steven Moffat
(Writer/Producer), Claes Bang (Count Dracula), Dolly Wells (Sister Agatha Van
Helsing/Zoe Helsing), Cathering Schell (the Grand Duchess Valeria of
Habsburg) and Dave Elsey (with his wife Loue responsible for all the FX
makeups and effects).
v'The
Hammer Diaries of Christopher Wicking - 1975 - Part 2'
Edited
by Mitchel Wicking.
vVampirella Live
Jonathan
Rigby on the recent reading of Christopher Wicking's Vampirella script.
All our regular features - Letters to LSoH - Ralph's
One-and-Only Traveling Reviews CVompany - Hammer News.
Sean Connery fans will be delighted that his 1957 film "Action of the Tiger" finally gets an official video release in America through the new Warner Archive Blu-ray. Although Connery only makes a few fleeting appearances in the movie, it did allow him to work with director Terence Young. The two men would be reunited in 1962 for the first James Bond film, "Dr. No". Young initially opposed the choice of Connery for the role Bond, feeling he was too inexperienced and unsophisticated. However, the two men worked well together and Connery would later credit Young for acting as a mentor and giving him personal instructions about how to properly dress and dine. There's no indication of Connery's future star power in "Action of the Tiger", largely due to his limited screen time, but the film itself is an above-average "B" movie starring Van Johnson, who made the movie under the auspices of his own production company. Johnson, who specialized in playing urbane romantic leads, was obviously trying to toughen up his screen image by taking on the role of Carson, an independent sea captain and adventurer who sails in European waters with his first mate Mike (Sean Connery). Carson is approached by a fetching blonde, Tracy Malvoise (Martine Carol), who offers him a great deal of money to induce him to take her on a dangerous mission: enter Communist Albania to rescue her brother, a political dissident who is being held captive. Initially reluctant, Carson finally agrees, as Carol assures him she has contacts in Albania who will help effect the escape. Mike drops them off on the coast and receives instructions to pick them up again when he sees Carson flash a signal from the shore in a couple of day's time. Things go awry quickly. When they meet Tracy's brother, they discover he has gone blind. Through various plot devices, Carson not only has to guide him back to the ship, but finds he is also taking a group of desperate refugee children. They are being pursued by a brutal security officer played by Anthony Dawson, who would also go on to appear in "Dr. No" as the Spectre agent Professor Dent. Along the way, they are saved by Trifon (Herbert Lom), the larger-than-life leader of a tribe of bandits. However, the price of his benevolence is that Tracy must stay on as his wife.
"Action of the Tiger" is a Cold War thriller based on the novel by James Wellard. The film is consistently entertaining and benefits from some exotic location scenery, mostly filmed in Spain. The film is nicely photographed in CinemaScope by Desmond Dickinson. Terence Young's direction is assured and he handles the action sequences especially well. If there is a weak link in the movie, ironically, it is Van Johnson as the leading man. He's adequate in the role, but he is essentially miscast in a part that would have suited the likes of Humphrey Bogart or Robert Mitchum very well. You can see Johnson straining to emulate the tough guys seen in similarly-themed films and he doesn't entirely pull it off, as I still kept imagining him more comfortable in a designer suit, sipping cocktails at the Waldorf. Martine Carol is quite good as the feisty, courageous catalyst of the adventure, though she is made up to look like a clone of Lana Turner and somehow manages to keep perfectly coiffed even while hiking across deserts and mountains. The scene-stealer is Herbert Lom as the tribal leader. He gives a delightful performance as a likable rogue. Sean Connery's appearances bookend the film and his only notable scene occurs when he tries to drunkenly assault Carol.
The region-free Warner Archive Blu-ray is up to the company's usual high standards, with an outstanding transfer. The release also includes the original trailer, which is amusingly in line with others of the era in that it boasts bombastic graphics and narration. Recommended.
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While
we in the United States think of the “gangster film†as something that is
perhaps distinctly American, it can be forgotten that other countries have had
their fair share of mobsters, too. The U.K. is a typical specimen. There have
been some very bad hombres in movies like Sexy Beast and The Long
Good Friday, whichare classic examples of British gangster cinema.
It
was a pleasant surprise to discover Brighton Rock, obviously a beloved crime
movie in Britain, but not as well known in the States. In fact, the movie was
released in America as Young Scarface.This thriller, made in
1947 and released very early in 1948, is a product by the Boulting Brothers
(identical twins!), who were a sort of British Coen Brothers at the time. They
produced numerous quality movies from the late 1930s to the 1970s, usually
directing separately, or maybe one would produce while the other directed, and
so forth. In this case, Roy Boulting was the producer, and John Boulting was
the director.
The
screenplay for Brighton Rock was written by the acclaimed Graham Greene
and Terence Rattigan, based on Greene’s 1938 novel. The book had already been
adapted into a West End stage play prior to the Boulting Brothers’ further
turning it into celluloid.
A
very young Richard Attenborough made his acting breakthrough as the star of the
picture, playing a truly psychotic sociopath, Pinkie Brown, a role for which he
had received praise in the stage play. The character is only seventeen, but he
is a ruthless, cruel, cold killer who is handy with a knife—and he becomes the
leader of his gang after the boss is murdered.
As
the movie’s title crawl tells us, Brighton as a beach resort was a hotbed of
criminal activity between the world wars. The story takes place in the late
1930s, when rival gangs were vying for territory and commerce in the community.
Pinkie blames a journalist for the boss’s death because of an article the
writer penned about the rival gangs. Pinkie then stalks and kills the
journalist. Enter amateur sleuth Ida Arnold (Hermione Baddeley… wait, Hermione
Baddeley??), who is an entertainer on the Brighton pier. She is convinced
that Pinkie and his gang were responsible for the journalist’s death (she knew
him personally), but the local police don’t buy it and have closed the case.
Meanwhile, Pinkie meets an innocent and pretty waitress named Rose (Carol
Marsh). Pinkie woos her in his creepy, icy way, and astonishingly, this strict
Catholic girl with no street smarts falls in love with him (this is perhaps the
only element of the story which is a bit difficult to swallow).
Things
get more complicated as Pinkie sets out to destroy anyone who might have the
goods on him, and he also wants to strike at—or maybe join—the rival gang,
which is gaining more power in the territory.
Allegedly
Greene was not happy with the film’s ending, because the Boultings changed it
slightly from the novel. In truth, the filmmakers presented a more ironic,
albeit happier, conclusion to the story, which works very well. It can be
argued that the movie’s ending is actually more cynical than the book’s finale.
Brighton
Rock is
Attenborough’s movie. His performance is chilling; it’s a measured, quiet, intelligent
portrayal of a psychopath that gives Richard Widmark in Kiss of Death a
run for his money. Baddeley is also winning as the bubbly and stubborn
extrovert who insists on solving the crime when she has no reason to do so.
Kino
Lorber’s new high definition restoration (from StudioCanal) looks and sounds
terrific, and there is an accompanying audio commentary by film historian Tim
Lucas. There are no other supplements aside from the trailers for this and
other Kino Lorber releases.
Brighton
Rock is
recommended for fans of British cinema, gangster movies, and crazy criminals.
French model-turned actress Claudine Auger has passed away at age 78. Auger was France's entry in the Miss World contest at age 17 in 1958. She later entered the movie profession and caught the eye of James Bond producers Albert R. Broccoli and Harry Saltzman when they were casting the female lead for the fourth 007 blockbuster "Thunderball" starring Sean Connery in 1965. Auger wasn't their first choice, as Faye Dunaway, Julie Christie and Raquel Welch had been considered, but for different reasons, did not end up playing the pivotal role. In the film, Auger played Domino, the mistress of Spectre villain Emilio Largo, played by Adolfo Celi. Domino seems content with the life of luxury afforded her by Largo but upon being seduced by James Bond, she courageously risks her life to help him thwart Spectre's nuclear threat to Miami Beach. Although Auger could speak fluent English, like several of the early Bond film actresses, she was dubbed in the final cut of the film. Despite the phenomenal worldwide success of "Thunderball", major stardom did not follow for Auger, although she continued to appear in films and television, mostly in Europe. In 1966, "Thunderball" director Terence Young cast her in a major Hollywood film, the WWII spy thriller "Triple Cross" starring Christopher Plummer and Yul Brynner. She also appeared in the 1971 Italian cult hit "The Black Belly of the Tarantula" with Giancarlo Giannini, who she would later star with in the comedy "Lovers and Liars". Auger continued to act until the late 1990s. Married twice, she is survived by a daughter with her late husband Peter Brent, who passed away in 2008. Auger tended to avoid the spotlight and did not participate in most of the retrospective James Bond events and documentaries made over the years since the release of "Thunderball". For more, click here.
Growing
up, I remember listening to the CBS Radio Mystery Theater, hosted by the gifted
actor, E.G. Marshall.But as the
plethora of new media choices came online over the years, I had thought that
kind of pure audio entertainment had gone the way of the RCA Selectavision Video
Disc… The delightful Passport to Oblivion
2-disc set from Spiteful Puppet proved me wrong and is a welcome return to
adventure for the ears and mind.
The
production, based on James Leasor’s 1964 best-seller (filmed as Where the Spies
Are in 1966) stars ex-007 George Lazenby as Dr. Jason Love, a reluctant spy
lured back into service to make a seemingly routine rendezvous for MI6 – a
rendezvous that turns out to be anything BUT routine.Love is no high-flying secret agent, but a
comfortably retired doctor in rural England.
The
story unfolds with a highly skilled cast including Glynis Barber, Terence Stamp
and Nickolas Grace, all performing against a rich audio bed of sound effects,
other voice actors and music cues. There’s even a Bondian-sounding theme song
by the talented British singer Verity White.
Lazenby’s voice is
unmistakable – his Australian accent has aged, with a rich timbre. Having
recently turned 80, he does the show with the confidence of an artist who has
nothing left to prove, taking us through all the twists and turns of Leasor’s elaborate
plot, his famous voice conveying outrage, confusion, humor and his natural
Aussie charm.
By
all reports, Lazenby enjoyed the experience and unlike his one screen
appearance as Bond, he’s keen to do more.Spiteful Puppet has the option to release nine more of Dr. Love’s
adventures in dramatic audio format.For
director/producer Barnaby Eaton-Jones, working with Lazenby was a peak experience
– “It was always a coup to get George on board and the challenge of him
playing a reluctant spy, rather than a super confident double-O-agent, was
something that clearly appealed (to him). When you meet him, you quickly realize
he was essentially playing himself as Bond. He has a swagger and a twinkle and
a devil-may-care attitude that hasn't changed even though he's now hit 80 years
old.â€
During
production, Eaton-Jones observed George displaying the same hot-blooded
instincts he showed while making On Her Majesty’s 50 years ago – “… he was perkiest in the recording studio when Glynis
Barber and Carla Mendonça were present (our two leading females) but, between
takes, he would regale us with the antics of his past.â€
In a world crowded with video games and streaming videos of every
description, Spiteful Puppet’s Passport to Oblivion audio drama is a
welcome return to the entertainment of old – well-crafted, detailed and
absorbing.
Passport
To Oblivion
will be released as a 2-disc audio set in a custom illustrated sleeve on
November 29, 2019 and you can order it by clicking here.
Fifty
years after his one remarkable turn as Bond in On Her Majesty’s Secret Service, George Lazenby returns to the fertile ground of international
espionage in Passport to Oblivion, a
new audio thriller by the UK’s Spiteful Puppet Company, based on James Leasor‘s highly successful novel
of the same name.
Lazenby
plays Jason Love, a quiet country doctor with a VERY adventurous WWII
past.But when MI6 needs his help, Love
can’t refuse the call in this thriller that’s set in 1964. (David Niven played
Dr. Love on the big screen in the 1966 feature film Where the Spies Are.)
As
Lazenby says, “What’s interesting about this character is he’s a reluctant spy
rather than a Double-O-Agent. Oh, and he’s Australian. I reckon I can play
Australian rather well!â€
The all-star cast also includes Glynis Barber, Nickolas Grace, Michael
Brandon and Terence Stamp
– a lineup that even impressed the former 007, who said, “I’ve been surrounded by a pretty amazing cast, who it will
be a pleasure working with.â€
As
the first actor to take on one of cinema’s
most iconic roles after Sean Connery moved on, Passport to Oblivion marks another Lazenby first – “It will be
interesting to step into the world of audio and declare it another first for
me, making my debut in that discipline.“
And
you can pre-order the limited-edition 2-Disc set, due for release on 29November
2019, here:
Spiteful
Puppet has the option to the 9 other Jason Love novels, so there’s a very good
chance this spy story won’t be a one-off for George Lazenby.Or as the star puts it, “Maybe I’ll do more
than one this time?â€
There’s a long-standing Hollywood tradition of blending filmdom’s
most bankable but seemingly disparate genres – horror and comedy – but a
successful marriage of the two is a tricky business at best.The gold standard films of these hybrid would
be, generationally, Abbott & Costello
Meet Frankenstein (1948), Young
Frankenstein (1974) or, I suppose, Ghostbusters
(1984) should one choose to go “modern-contemporary.â€Parodies of Robert Louis Stevenson’s Dr.
Jekyll and Mr. Hyde would serve as a virtual cottage industry of horror-comedy fusion,
these pastiches encompassing the silent era, animated shorts, features, and
even pornographic films.Having already
challenged the Frankenstein monster, Abbott and Costello would eventually take
on other classic movie monsters, including Boris Karloff’s Mr. Hyde in an
entertaining 1953 Universal Studios production.I like that one a lot.
Charles B. Griffith’s Dr.
Heckyl & Mr. Hype (Cannon Group, 1980) is one of the odder
entries.It’s difficult to exactly pinpoint
this production’s various misfires, but Dr.
Heckyl & Mr. Hype ultimately displays more madness than madcap charm.This brand new release on Blu-ray by Scorpion
Releasing promotes the film as nothing less than a “Long Sought after Cult
Classic,†and I guess it might be… but only if screened before an audience of
undemanding and sleepy stoners attending a midnight movie. It’s a shame really as
there’s a cadre of proven talent both behind and in front of the cameras.Director Charles B. Griffith cut his teeth in
the movie business contributing playfully winking screenplays to low budget
exploitation films for industry maverick Roger Corman.Some of the quickly tossed-off monochrome films
he helped construct – most notably Bucket
of Blood (1959) and Little Shoppe of
Horrors (1960) – would go on to achieve acclaim as true pop culture
classics.
It’s of interest that simultaneous to the 1960 release of
Corman and Griffith’s Little Shoppe of
Horrors to the U.S. drive-in circuit, a little know twenty-two year old
British actor named Oliver Reed would appear, un-credited, in the Hammer
Studios horror film The Two Faces of Dr.
Jekyll (Terence Fisher, 1960).That
Griffith and Reed work together some twenty-years on Dr. Heckyl & Mr. Hype would suggest – on some cosmic level, I
suppose - a neat closing of the circle.But it’s sadly more akin to the tightening of a noose.
Griffith gets sole credit for the film’s screenplay –
although a sub-title acknowledges his “Apologies to Robert Louis Stevenson,â€
the author of the classic 1886 novella “The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll &
Mr. Hyde.â€Griffith’s script, for all
its faults, does offer an interesting twist on the classic tale… even if that
twist is only a variation of Jerry Lewis’s The
Nutty Professor (1963).Oliver
Reed’s Dr. Henry Heckyl is, unlike the prosperous physician of Stevenson’s
creation, an eccentric podiatrist, one of three doctors (“Heckyl, Hinkle and
Hooâ€) operating out of San Texaco’s quirky Robert A. Coogan Memorial Clinic.
What’s different here is Dr. Heckyl, as he himself admits
forthrightly, possesses a “Face that Spoils a Sunny Day.â€Though nattily dressed, he is dreadful in
appearance.His skin is of a green-gray
pallor and spotted with skin lesions, festering sores and ulcerations. His nose
is bulbous and serrated.His teeth are
brown, razor-sharp and crooked, and a bird’s nest of a fright wig sits upon his
hideous noggin.One of his eyes is
completely red, the other completely green.He walks stoop-shouldered and slumbering through his sunny suburban neighborhood,
frightening – or, at the very least - making everyone around him uncomfortable in
his approach.Some look away from him in
sympathy, some in obvious distaste.
Cinema
Retro has
featured articles and reviews of several titles in the “American Film Theatreâ€
series.
To
recap: Back in 1973, producer Ely Landau and his wife Edie launched a daring
and unprecedented cinema series that played in the U.S. for two “seasons,†with
a total of fourteen titles (but only thirteen were shown), all renowned
works—classic and modern—originally produced on the stage. It was called the
American Film Theatre. (A review of a DVD box set of the entire series appeared
on Cinema Retro. Click here to read.)
The
concept tried something different. The directive was to take a great stage play,
not change a word, and in most
cases, use the actual play script as the screenplay. The next step was to hire
an accomplished film director to interpret the text for the film medium but stay faithful to the play.
Sometimes the director was the same person who helmed the original stage
production. A further step was to persuade the original casts from the Broadway
or London productions of those plays to star in the film; or, when that wasn’t
possible, to cast big-name Hollywood or British actors. Thus, the result was
indeed a filmed play—but you as an audience member wouldn’t be watching it from
the middle of the orchestra or from the side or from the first balcony; instead
you were up close and personal in a realistically-presented world (on studio
sets and/or real interior or exterior locations)—just like in “regular†movies.
You had the best seat in the house, so to speak, but there’s no proscenium
arch. It’s a movie. But it’s a play.
Kino
Lorber has slowly been re-releasing the titles from the American Film Theatre
in individual packages, upgraded to high definition Blu-ray. The newest—and
most anticipated for me personally—is Harold Pinter’s The Homecoming, directed
by Peter Hall (who also directed the original London production), and featuring
the original London cast, including the likes of Ian Holm, Vivien Merchant, and
Paul Rogers.
Pinter
is extremely difficult to stage, and even more problematic to film. Very few
adaptations of Pinter’s works have made the transition from stage to screen,
all with varying degrees of success (Cinema Retro recently reviewed Kino
Lorber’s Blu-ray release of William Friedkin’s adaptation of The Birthday
Party). When the American Film Theatre released The Homecoming,
movie critics and theatre people were in unanimous agreement—this was the best
representation of Harold Pinter we had seen (and probably will see, not
counting screenplays Pinter wrote that were not adapted from his stage
works).
The
style, the mood, and the pace are extremely indicative of Pinter’s plays. There
is an underlying, subtextual menace in nearly every line of dialogue.
Famous for the pauses that are clearly written into his scripts, Pinter
always insisted that every word (and pause) was adhered to when his plays were
produced. It all amounted to the flow of the language and to that sinister and
very black comedy which was the playwright’s hallmark. Yes, his plays can be
extremely funny—and The Homecoming is very much so once one becomes
accustomed to its heightened delivery.
Director
Peter Hall was a regular interpreter of Pinter on stage, and here he beautifully
adapts the writer’s Tony Award winning work. Yes, it takes place entirely in a
shabby, austere working-class home in Britain, but there was no need to “open
it up,†save for a few establishing shots of the street and tenement buildings.
The goods are all in the acting and the dialogue.
The
story? Well. It’s about an all-male household. The rooster is Max (Paul
Rogers), who rules over the place like a dictator. His brother, Sam (Cyril
Cusack), essentially serves as the butler, since he has always lived under
Max’s shadow. Two grown sons—Lenny (Ian Holm) and Joey (Terence Rigby)—live in
the house. Teddy (Michael Jayson), however, went off and got married to Ruth
(Vivien Merchant). When Teddy brings Ruth home for a family “visit,†things
become… well… tense. As the play/film unfolds, the situation becomes
increasingly bizarre and creepy.
Ian
Holm steals the picture with his acerbic, cynical take on his family and self. Those
readers here who only know Holm from his appearances in The Lord of the
Rings films or in Chariots of Fire need to see this performance. It
is masterful. Paul Rogers is also spectacular in the showiest role. He’s not
someone you want for a father.
Kino
Lorber’s new Blu-ray is a 1920x1080p restored transfer and looks decidedly
better than the previous DVD version. There are optional English SDH subtitles.
The main supplement is an interesting, long interview with cinematographer David
Watkin (who also shot the AFT’s A Delicate Balance). Repeated from other
AFT Blu-ray titles are an interview with Edie Landau, who with her husband Ely
produced the films in the series; a short promotional piece featuring Ely that
was shown in theaters during the initial run; and several trailers for other
AFT titles.
The
Homecoming belongs
on any list of “greatest black comedies.†For viewers unfamiliar with Pinter’s
stage work, this is the definitive adaptation. For my money, it’s also the
crown jewel of the American Film Theatre series.
Forty
eight years ago, United Artists continued their series of highly profitable
Bond double features by releasing arguably the biggest 00 double bill of them
all – Thunderball and You Only Live Twice.Both films had coined money on their initial
releases, with Thunderball being the
highest-grossing 007 film of that era – in fact, of many eras, right up until Skyfall in 2012.Thunderball
earned a stunning $141 Million worldwide (over onebilliondollars in today’s money), a number that
must have had UA’s finance department humming the Bond theme at 727 Seventh
Avenue. You Only Live Twice pulled in
over $111 Million worldwide, its profits squeezed perhaps by a competing Bond
film, the over-the-top comedy, Casino
Royale with Peter Sellers, David Niven, Terence Cooper and Woody Allen as various
Bonds or an Italian spy knockoff starring Sean Connery’s younger brother, Neil.
(More on that later.)
Throughout
the 60s, 70s and into the early 80s, United Artists cannily fed the demand for
Bond with double features that also served to ignite audience interest between
new films.The double-bills were pure
cash cows for the studio – the movies had already been produced and paid for,
so all UA had to do was book the theaters, buy TV, radio and print advertising,
then, as Bond producer Cubby Broccoli was fond of saying, “Open the cinema
doors and get out of the way.â€
As
a (very) young Bond fan in New York City, the exciting double feature TV spots
for “The Two Biggest Bonds of All†got my attention and I desperately wanted to
go.My father, an advertising and music executive,
thought noon on a Saturday was the perfect time – instead we were greeted with
a line around the block and a sold out show. Apparently that satisfied my dad’s interest in
the movies because we never went back. Almost
five decades later, I still regretted missing those two fantastic films on the
big screen…
Enter
Quentin Tarantino.Throughout July, his New
Beverly Theater in LA ran most of the classic Bonds in vintage 35MM IB
Technicolor prints, reportedly from his own collection. (The IB refers to
“imbibitionâ€, Technicolor’s patented die-transfer process resulting in a richer,
more stable color palette.) So while
there was no 4-hour, action-packed double feature for me, I finally got
to see both films in 1960s 35MM, only a week apart.Even fifty years later, they didn’t
disappoint:Thunderball remains a bonafide masterpiece.Fortunately Quentin owns a very good print,
so the colors were still lush and it was fairly scratch-free.The main titles set to Tom Jones’ timeless
song still popped in an explosion of colors and sound effects. The scenes of
Domino and Bond meeting on a coral reef were hauntingly beautiful. The frantic Junkanoo
chase fairly jumped off the screen and Thunderball’s
iconic underwater battle is still a showstopper.(The filmmakers cleverly refrained from
wall-to-wall music so the sequence incorporated underwater breathing and other
natural sounds. Kudos again to 00 audio genius, Norman Wanstall.)
You Only Live Twice is a true epic and
only the master showmen, Monsieurs Broccoli and Harry Saltzman could have
pulled it off.They reached into the
highest levels of the Japanese government to secure a lengthy shoot in what was
then a very exotic location in a much bigger world.Japan was almost a character itself in their sprawling
space age tale that occasionally bordered on sci-fi.Much
has been written about Ken Adam’s volcano crater, but seeing it on a big screen
really brings out his mind-blowing vision, especially during the climactic
battle where the “ninjas†rappel down from the roof as controlled explosions rock
the set.One can only imagine how that
went over with 1967 audiences who had never seen anything like it.Putting it in context, Tarantino had selected
various spy-themed trailers to run before the film – including The Wrecking Crew, TheVenetian Affair and The Liquidator.Although they were all successful and well made,
their sets and action sequences looked positively cheap in comparison to a Bond
film.
Both
features starred a young, vibrant Connery whose acting chops were on full
display.Connery played Bond for
real.He made you believe… once you bought into him as 007, then his strapping on a
jetpack to fly over a French chateau, or a SPECTRE construction crew hollowing
out a volcano - in secret - to create a rocket base seemed totally
plausible.Sure Connery had put on a few
pounds between Thunderball and Twice, but he was still fit and looked
fantastic in his custom-made suits.And his
fight with Samoan wrestler Peter Maivia (grandfather to Dwayne “The Rock†Johnson)
in Osato’s office is still one for the ages.
(Above: Mie Hama joins in celebrating Connery's birthday on the set.)
As
most Bond students know, Twice was a
grueling shoot for the mercurial star.He was subjected to intense press and fan interest in a country that had
gone wild for 007.Connery needed security
to accompany him from location trailer to set. Going out for a quiet dinner was
out of the question – even visiting the loo was off limits after an overzealous
photographer poked his lens into Connery’s toilet stall! But if he was feeling angry or bitter about
his situation, he was too much of a pro to let it show in his performance.In spite of the pressures, there were some
good times on the Twice shoot during
the furnace hot Asian summer of 1966 – now-famous photos show Connery-san
laughing with lovely Mie Hama at his 36th birthday party on
location, or back at Pinewood, smiling at Donald Pleasence during a light
moment in the control room that even had Blofeld’s hulking bodyguard (actor Ronald
Rich) laughing in the background.
Joe Dante's "Trailers from Hell" is bottled in Bond again with director Brian Trenchard-Smith analyzing the second 007 blockbuster, "From Russia with Love" and providing some interesting anecdotes within a very abbreviated time frame. By the way, are we the only ones who ever noticed a major curiosity about the "FRWL" trailer? Every major participant is credited by name on screen except for the film's star, Sean Connery. That wasn't the only blooper associated with the film: actress Martine Beswick was a victim of a careless mistake in the opening credits and was listed as "Martin Beswick". Director Terence Young felt badly about the error and made it up to Beswick by providing her with a far bigger role in the fourth Bond film, "Thunderball".
The
first question you are probably asking is “Do we need another book about Hammer
films?†Speaking as someone whose Hammer shelf is already groaning with the
weight of so many volumes on the company, the answer, as far as Hammer Complete
is concerned, is “Absolutely.†This book, coming in at nearly 1000 pages, is a
lifetime achievement for journalist Howard Maxford, and one that deserves
immense praise. Unlike other books which might focus specifically on the horror
films, or the posters, or the ups and downs of the company itself, here Maxford
has attempted to provide a complete encyclopedia of everything and everyone
connected to Hammer. From Temple Abady (who appeared in Never Look Back in
1952) and The Abominable Snowman (1957) to Murial Zillah (Danger List, 1957)
and Marc Zuber (The Satanic Rites of Dracula, 1974), no Hammer stone has been
left unturned or contributor ignored.
Unlike
many books of this type which are little more than a collection of facts
cribbed from Wikipedia and the Internet Movie Database, Maxford has conducted
many interviews over the years with Hammer stars including Christopher Lee
himself, which means there is plenty of new and insightful material here
alongside his primary research and original reviews of the films themselves.
The entry on Lee is spread over six pages, where his career is discussed at
length including his well-known frustration with the decline in quality of the
Dracula films; of Scars of Dracula (1970) he complained, “I was a pantomime
villain. Everything was over the top, especially the giant bat whose
electrically motored wings flapped with slow deliberation as if it were doing
morning exercises.†Likewise, his frequent co-star Peter Cushing gets a
similarly lengthy entry, as do many of the other key players such as regular
character actor Michael Ripper, director Terence Fisher, producer James
Carreras, writer-director Jimmy Sangster and script supervisor Renee Glynne,
who first worked for the company in 1947 and was still present when they went to
Hong Kong to make The Legend of the 7 Golden Vampires and Shatter (both 1974).
Maxford
is fair in his assessment of the films themselves, discussing at length those
which have become legendary - the triumvirate of The Curse of
Frankenstein (1957) Dracula (1958) and The Mummy (1959) in particular - as well
as being fair to those films often derided or ignored, including my personal
favourite; Slave Girls (also known as Prehistoric Women, 1968), made primarily
to reuse all those fur bikinis left over from One Million Years B.C. (1966).
It
may have a high price tag, but Hammer Complete is a huge, well-researched
reference book that no Hammer aficionado should be without.
“The
Adventures of Robin Hood,†which aired on CBS from 1955 to 1959, was an early
example of a television series produced in the U.K. and imported by an American
network into U.S. living rooms with great success -- a forerunner of numerous
hit shows to follow from across the Atlantic, including “The Avengers,†“Secret
Agent/ Danger Manâ€, too many “PBS Masterpiece Theater†favorites to list, and
more recently “Downton Abbey.â€It was
also an early example, replicated as well by “Downton Abbey,†of a popular TV
series leveraged into a big-screen theatrical movie.The year after “The Adventures of Robin Hoodâ€
ended its U.S. network run, its producer Sidney Cole and star Richard Greene
created a feature-film version, “Sword of Sherwood Forest,†in partnership with
Hammer Studios, for release here through Columbia Pictures.Although supporting roles were recast, Greene
returned as Robin, and some principals from the series’ production crew were
reunited as well.Director of
Photography Ken Hodges returned, the screenplay was provided by Alan Hackney,
who had scripted many of the episodes of the series, and the director was
Terence Fisher, already a Hammer veteran, who had directed several series
episodes.Media historians tend to
characterize the TV and theatrical movie industries in the 1950s and early ‘60s
as bitter rivals for viewership, but the two industries in fact often enjoyed a
friendlier synergy of mutual convenience.In the case of “Sword of Sherwood Forest,†the popularity of the earlier
series provided theaters with a built-in audience for the movie.In turn, the film reminded fans to watch for
the syndicated reruns of the TV show, which continued to be broadcast on local
stations well into the 1970s.
In
the movie, which has been released on Blu-ray from Twilight Time in a limited
edition of 3,000 units, a well-dressed, badly wounded man flees into Sherwood
Forest, escaping from a posse led by the Sheriff of Nottingham (Peter
Cushing).Through Maid Marian (Sarah
Branch), the sheriff approaches Robin Hood with the offer of a pardon if he’ll
turn over the wounded fugitive, but Robin refuses.He knows, even if Marian has yet to learn,
although she quickly does, that the offer of clemency from his old enemy the
sheriff “isn’t worth the breath he uses to make the promise.â€The fugitive eventually dies from his wound,
but not before passing along a brooch stamped with a mysterious emblem, and
mentioning the name of a town, Bawtry.Leaving Little John (Nigel Green) to lead the Merry Men in his absence,
Robin investigates with the help of Marian and Friar Tuck (Niall McGinnis). Gradually,
they uncover a plot involving the charming but secretive Earl of Newark
(Richard Pasco), his henchman the sheriff, an attempted land grab, a visit by
the Archbishop of Canterbury, and plans to carry out a high-level assassination
if the land grab fails.
RETRO-ACTIVE: THE BEST FROM THE CINEMA RETRO ARCHIVES
“BLOOD AND PRESTIGEâ€
By Raymond Benson
(Portions
of this review are reprinted from the article “Playboy Goes to Hollywood,†by
the same author, which appeared in Cinema
Retro, Volume 2, Issue #5, 2006.)
The
Criterion Collection has seen fit to release on Blu-ray and DVD (separate
packaging) Roman Polanski’s striking film adaptation of William Shakespeare’s Macbeth, originally released in 1971.
Not very well received at first, the picture’s reputation has grown over the
years such that it is now arguably considered the definitive version of the “Scottish
play†on celluloid (although Akira Kurosawa’s 1957 Throne of Blood is certainly a contender). Gritty, realistic, and
violent, Polanski’s vision is dark and troubling—as the story is meant to be.
It’s possible that some of the negative
press it received in 1971 was due to the fact that it was the first major
motion picture produced by Playboy Productions, with Hugh M. Hefner serving as
executive producer, while Playboy executive Victor Lownes II served as assistant
executive producer (Andrew Braunsberg, a close friend of Polanski’s, was credited
as producer). The film came about as a result of the friendship between
Polanski and Lownes.The director had
been recovering from the tremendous amount of grief he had suffered after the
murder of his wife Sharon Tate at the hands of the Manson family in 1969—he
needed something that would help purge himself of the ugly and violent images
in his head and heart. Shakespeare’s controversial and bloody play seemed to be
the right vehicle. (Some say the play is unlucky—there are still theatre people
who refuse to refer to it by name.)
Indeed, making the film was something
of a catharsis for Polanski—there were a few occasions in which he unwittingly
referred to the lead actress as “Sharon.†Adapted by renowned playwright and
critic Kenneth Tynan, Polanski’s Macbeth
became a poster child for the handful of ultra-violent pictures to be released
in 1971—the same year as A Clockwork
Orange, Dirty Harry, and Straw Dogs. The blood flows freely in Macbeth—a decapitation is even presented
most realistically—but to focus solely on the film’s violence does not do it
justice. The film is a remarkably faithful adaptation of the play.
“Corporate was initially against the
idea,†Hugh Hefner said in a 2006 interview for Cinema Retro. “It was not a very commercial undertaking, and I knew
it wouldn’t make any money. Victor made a strong case to do it and I agreed
with him. It was more of a prestige thing for Playboy. Playboy and Shakespeare?
Who would have thought?â€
The film was made in Scotland, of
course, and featured mostly unknown but highly talented stage actors—Jon Finch
as Macbeth, Francesca Annis as Lady Macbeth, Nicholas Selby as Duncan, Stephen
Chase as Malcolm, Martin Shaw as Banquo, and Terence Bayler as Macduff. At one
point during production, Polanski ran over schedule and over budget, causing
the insurance backers to drop the guarantee. Hefner had to fly to London, take
stock of the situation, and personally guarantee the completion of the film
with Playboy Productions’ money.
Back home in the States, Hefner viewed
the dailies at the Playboy Mansion. Hefner remembered, “For my birthday that
year, the cast—on film—suddenly stopped the action of a scene and began singing
‘Happy Birthday’ to me.â€
The film did receive a number of very positive reviews and a few awards,
too—it won Best Picture from the National Board of Review and won a BAFTA for
Costume Design. “Of course, as I predicted, it didn’t make any money,†Hefner
said. “In fact, it lost money. But we
didn’t really care. It was a good picture and I’m proud of it. I believe since
its release the film has gone into the black.â€
Criterion’s new 4K digital restoration,
approved by Polanski, with 3.0 surround DTS-HD Master Audio soundtrack is
assuredly the best possible presentation of this remarkable film. The dreary
Scottish landscapes are gorgeous in their own way, and you can feel the mud and
slop in every scene. Extras include a new documentary featuring interviews with
Polanski, Braunsberg, Lownes, and actors Annis and Shaw; a 1971 documentary
featuring rare footage of the cast and crew at work; an interview with Kenneth
Tynan from a 1971 episode of The Dick
Cavett Show; and a segment from the 1972 British TV series Aquarius featuring Polanski and theatre
director Peter Coe. Critic Terrence Rafferty’s essay in the booklet rounds out
this exceptional package from The Criterion Collection.
Grab it! Just don’t ever pronounce the
name of the play aloud!
Customers
at London’s Bond in Motion exhibit could be forgiven for wondering about the
steady stream of distinguished-looking people heading through the vehicle
displays towards a private area – but they were witnessing a bit of James Bond
history in the making. On on Thursday, October 11th, the Ian Fleming
Foundation, EON Productions, IFF founder Doug Redenius and this writer hosted a
remarkable book signing for Charles “Jerry†Juroe, the executive who ran
publicity on 14 Bond movies, from Dr. No
right up to the dawn of the Pierce Brosnan era. His memoir, Bond, The Beatles and My Year with Marilyn is just out from McFarland
Press.(Shameless Plug:Doug and I “line produced†it and the book is
a fascinating read, not just for Bond fans but for anyone interested in movie
history.)For 50 years, Jerry knew, worked
with or encountered “Anyone who was anyoneâ€. From Sean Connery to Daniel Craig,
Mary Pickford to John Wayne, William Holden, Alfred Hitchcock and, yes, the Fab
Four.Jerry even crossed paths with the
legendary Howard Hughes.Bond was only
part of Juroe’s remarkable career – he served as Marilyn Monroe’s publicist
(not an easy gig!) when she was making The
Prince And the Showgirlwith
Laurence Olivier in England. Jerry was an executive at United Artists, Paramount
and other major studios. Movies aside, Jerry is also a World War II veteran who
took part in one of the most significant military actions in modern history –
the D Day Invasion.
Credit: Danny Gibbons.
The
event’s guest list included many prominent alumni from the Bond series – director John Glen, line
producer Anthony Waye, Oscar-winning production designer Peter Lamont, talent such as
Carole Ashby, Valerie Leon, Jenny Hanley, Margaret Nolan, Caron Gardner,
Sylvana Henriques and Terry Mountain, Roger Moore’s daughter Deborah, Harry
Saltzman’s son Steven, former EON marketing executives Anne Bennett and John
Parkinson, along with a number of staff members from EON, who graciously
provided all manner of support for the event.(The signing was preceded by a private lunch for Jerry arranged and
attended by Bond producers Barbara Broccoli and Michael G. Wilson) American actor
Billy Zane was on hand – meeting up with Peter Lamont who created the stunning
sets for the “little†film they made together in 1997, Titanic.The Bond community
was well represented with Cinema Retro’s Dave Worrall, From Sweden with Love’s
Anders Frejdh, Some Kind of Hero authors
Ajay Chowdhury and Matthew Field, Catching Bullets: Memoirs of a Bond Fan
author Mark O’Connell and French Bond Club co-founder and Bond historian,
Laurent Perriot in the crowd.Designer
Mark Witherspoon was a photographer.
Above: Actor Billy Zane and director John Glen.Credit: Mark Cerulli.
Actress Eunice Gayson, who made screen history by playing the first love interest of James Bond on the big screen, has passed away at age 90. Gayson played the sexy, single woman Sean Connery's 007 encounters at a high end gambling club in the first Bond thriller "Dr. No" in 1962. Gayson's character set the standard for future "Bond Girls" by portraying an independent, self-assured woman who had no pangs of guilt in regard to engaging in a sexual relationship for the pure pleasure of it. In fact, it is she who seduces Bond, turning up in his apartment and putting a golf ball while clad only in one of his shirts. The character, Sylvia Trench, also appeared in a brief love scene with Bond in the second film in the series, "From Russia with Love". Gayson got the role because she had worked with director Terence Young previously in the 1958 production "Zarak". The original idea was to have Trench appear in each of the films as a recurring character but that idea was dropped when Young, the director of the first two films, temporarily left the series and Guy Hamilton took over. Gayson also appeared in the Hammer Films production "The Revenge of Frankenstein" as well as many other feature films and TV series including "The Saint", "The Avengers" and "Danger Man". On a personal level, we at Cinema Retro mourn her passing. Eunice was a lovely, talented lady with a wonderful wit and sense of humor. We treasure the many hours we spent with her over the years and we are grateful that we saw her again recently at the memorial service for her old friend, Sir Roger Moore, which was held at Pinewood Studios last October. Bond producers Barbara Broccoli and Michael G. Wilson have issued the following statement:
"We are so sad
to learn that Eunice Gayson, our very first 'Bond girl' who played Sylvia
Trench in DR. NO and FROM RUSSIA WITH LOVE has passed away. Our sincere
thoughts are with her family."
For more about Eunice Gayson's career, click here.
Imagine, if you will, that you are a Hollywood producer in the year 1969. ABC TV has recently launched its venture into producing theatrical motion pictures and you have a doozy of a concept. It centers on a spoof of Charlie Chan movies with the distinction that you have enlisted some very eager partners in Japan, thus the main character will have to be Japanese. You are sitting around a long table in a studio conference room with executives deciding how to move forward. The promising venture will be filmed on location in Japan and. thus, will offer the promise of some exotic locations at your disposal. Since the project is very much inspired by the Pink Panther movies, you've scored a bullseye by enlisting screenwriter William Peter Blatty to author the script. Blatty knew a thing or two about the Pink Panther franchise, having co-authored the screenplay for "A Shot in the Dark". Yes, it's all coming together very nicely. Now comes the fun part: who to cast as the Japanese incarnation of Inspector Clouseau, a bumbling detective named Hoku Ichihara. Names are bandied about and you smile in a patronizing manner because you already know who the most logical actor is to cast: Zero Mostel!!!! A collective gasp from those around the table ensues, along with plenty of backslapping on your stroke of genius. Yes, when it comes to playing a bumbling Japanese detective, who could possibly think of someone more suited for the assignment than the rotund Jewish actor from Brooklyn?
One doesn't know if this is how the film "Mastermind" came into existence but its safe to assume at some point a room full of executives had to green light the casting of Zero Mostel in the lead role in what must surely be one of the most ill-advised films of the era. The concept seems even more egregious in these more enlightened times once you get your first view of Mostel decked out in his makeup, which includes slanted eyes and a droopy mustache that makes him look like a cross between Max Bialystock and Fu Manchu, though to be fair, for decades other unsuitably cast Caucasian actors portrayed Asian detectives, Peter Sellers and Peter Ustinov among them. The film is a jumbled mess that opens with the theft of a prototype of an amazing new human-like robot that has a comprehensive understanding of virtually every command. Some shady characters have also kidnapped the scientist who invented the robot, which is named Schatzi and is played by actor Felix Silas. The bad guys intend to appropriate the design plans for nefarious purposes. If anyone gets in their way, they utilize as hi-tech weapon that puts people in a permanent state of suspended animation. The gimmick is played out ad nauseam and reminds us of why it's generally a mistake to have live actors playing statues or inanimate beings (just look at "The Man with the Golden Gun" for further proof.) Inspector Ichihara is called in to solve the case along with his British sidekick Nigel Crouchback (Gwan Grainger) and immediately makes a muddle of things, a la Clouseau.
Anyone can make a bad movie but it's a true rarity to make a movie that is so bad it falls into that prized category of being a guilty pleasure; a film that you may want to revisit for all the wrong reasons. "Mastermind" meets that criteria. How had is the film? It's "Which Way to the Front?" kind of bad. The director, Alex March, had recently saw the release of two major studio films, "Paper Lion" and "The Big Bounce". He gamely plows through some juvenile sight gags and even speeds up film frames to emulate the old Keystone Cops films, a concept that already had moss on it by 1969. It must be said that March does a credible job of capitalizing on the Japanese locations and manages some impressive set pieces among the teeming city crowds, most notably a well-staged car/motorcycle chase. Beyond that, however, there is little to recommend. Zero Mostel gamely goes through the humiliations of playing out every cringe-inducing stereotype that had been assigned to Japanese characters in movies of the era. Most notable are the scenes in which his character fantasizes about being a great samurai warrior, which gives you the heart-stopping vision of what it might have looked like if Kurosawa had cast him in the leading role of "Seven Samurai". Mostel is not alone in having made a Faustian deal in return for a free trip to Japan, as Bradford Dillman is also in the cast.
Frederick
Knott's suspense play "Wait Until Dark" premiered on Broadway on Feb. 2,
1966. Lee Remick played Susy Hendrix, a
young blind woman who becomes the target of a manipulative scheme orchestrated
by a sinisterly glib psychopath, Harry Roat Jr. from Scarsdale. Robert Duvall, in his Broadway debut, had the
pivotal supporting role of Roat. A movie
version opened on Oct. 26, 1967, starring Audrey Hepburn (in an Oscar-nominated
performance) as Susy and Alan Arkin as
Roat, produced by Mel Ferrer (Hepburn's husband at the time), directed by
Terence Young, and scored by Henry Mancini. A predecessor of today's popular, trickily plotted suspense movies like
"Gone Gir" (2014) and "The Girl on the Train" (2016), the film was a
commercial and critical success, ranking number sixteen in box-office returns
for the year. Movies
adapted from plays often feel stage-bound, but "Wait Until Dark"
avoids those constraints, thanks in no small part to Young's fine
pacing, sharp eye for detail, and sure grasp of character.
Bosley
Crowther's October 27, 1967, film review in the New York Times noted that the
Radio City Music Hall screening of "Wait Until Dark" included a stage show with
a ballet troupe, performing dogs, and the Rockettes. Fifty years later, going out to a movie,
you're lucky to get a good seat and decently lit projection for the price of
admission. Any live entertainment comes
courtesy of the patrons behind you who can't put away their smartphones for two
hours.
Knott's play was confined to one interior set, Susy's cramped Greenwich Village
apartment, which makes it a perennial favorite for little-theater and
high-school drama productions on limited budgets. The movie adds a new opening scene in which
Sus's husband Sam (Efrem Zimbalist Jr.), a freelance photographer, meets an
attractive young woman, Lisa, as they board a flight from Montreal. When they land at JFK, Lisa hands Sam a
child's doll and asks him to hold on to it for her temporarily. She says it's a present for the child of a
friend, she just learned that the friend and the little girl will be meeting
her at the airport, and she doesn't want to spoil the surprise; she'll call and
come by for it later. Unknown to the
obliging Sam, it's a phony story: Lisa is a drug mule, and narcotics are hidden
inside the doll.
Lisa
had planned to double-cross her accomplice Roat and split the money from the
drug shipment with Mike (Richard Crenna) and Carlino (Jack Weston), her
partners in past criminal schemes. Roat
murders Lisa and enlists Mike and Carlino to help him find the doll in Susy and
Sam's apartment. He lures Sam away with
a call promising a big photo assignment. In his absence, Mike poses as an old Army friend of Sam's, and Carlino
impersonates a detective investigating Lisa's murder. In a bad guy/good guy ploy, the phony Detective Sgt. Carlino insinuates that he suspects Sam of Lisa's murder. Mike intervenes, offering his support to Susy
to gain her trust. To further disorient
Susy, Roat poses as two men who appear to lend credence to the con.Harry Roat Sr., an an aggressive old man,
barges into the apartment, noisily claiming to be in search of evidence that
Lisa, his daughter-in-law, carried on a clandestine affair with Sam. Later, mild-mannered Harry Roat Jr. knocks
on the door and apologizes for his father's outburst. It's a nice gimmick for Alan Arkin, who gets
to impersonate three characters with different costumes and personalities. For audiences who watched the Broadway
production, it might also have provided an effective "Aha" moment when they
realized that there was only one Roat, not three. But it's no surprise for the movie audience,
since close-up camera angles make it clear immediately that the other two are
also Arkin in heavy make-up.
The
new Blu-ray release of "Wait Until Dark" from the Warner Archive Collection
presents the movie in a 1080p print for high-def TV. It's a definite improvement in richness from
previous TV and home-video prints. The
tailor-made audience is likely to be those older viewers who saw the film on
the big screen in 1967, who may wonder if the movie's "gotcha"climax still
holds up. Suffice to say without
spoiling the scene for new viewers by going into details, it does. The film's stage origins are obvious in the dialogue-driven
plot set-up and in the constrained setting of one cramped apartment. The measured exposition may be a hurdle for
younger viewers used to a faster pace and visual shorthand, but the
concentration of character interplay in a closed space isn't necessarily a
problem, even for Millennials who have been conditioned to expect ADHD editing
and splashy FX in movies. It imposes a
sense of claustrophobia that subtly forces the audience to share Susy's
mounting fear of being hemmed in and trapped.
In "Take a Look in the Dark", an eight-minute special feature ported over to the
Blu-ray from a 2003 Warner Home Video DVD release, Alan Arkin notes that the
psychotic Roat, with his granny-frame sunglasses and urban-hipster patter, was
a break from the usual sneering, buttoned-down movie and TV villains of the
time. "By and large, the public had not
been exposed to that kind of person", he recalls. "But they began to have people like that live
next to them, or see them in the newspapers or on TV." Ironically, if Roat was unsettling to 1967
audiences, he and his flick knife may seem insufficiently scary for younger
viewers today, in the endless wake of movies and TV shows about flamboyantly
demented murderers since "The Silence of the Lambs" (1990) -- not to mention
the perpetrators of real-life mass murders that, numbingly, we seem to see
every night on CNN, network, and local news.
When
Francis Ford Coppola’s “The Godfather†emerged as a surprise box-office smash
in the early months of 1972, studios and distributors hustled to meet popular
demand for more movies about life in the Mob. In New York, a dubbed print of Jean-Pierre Melville’s 1967 film “Le
Samourai†was hurriedly retitled and screened as “The Godson†in a masterful
example of bait-and-switch marketing. Melville’s chilly, claustrophobic picture about a hit man portrayed by
Alain Delon is a fine crime drama, but it had no connection to Coppola’s
picture or, for that matter, to any aspect of American Mafia lore at all. “The Valachi Papers,†based on Peter Maas’
bestselling nonfiction book, followed as a more legitimate successor. Rushed through production by Dino De
Laurentiis in spring and summer 1972, the film was scripted by Stephen Geller
and directed by Terence Young. Shooting
largely took place at De Laurentiis’ Rome studio. The producer claimed that he’d originally
intended to film wholly in New York, and some preliminary exteriors were shot
at Sing Sing prison. Then the production
relocated to Europe upon receiving threats from the Mafia, publicity materials
said. It’s a good story, whether or not
it was completely true. (I suspect that
De Laurentiis was motivated less by fear of the Mob than by the expediency of
getting the movie in the can as quickly as possible. That was easier done in Rome than in New York
or Hollywood.) Released by Columbia
Pictures, “The Valachi Papers†opened in U.S. theaters on November 3, 1972. The strategy of riding Coppola’s shirttail
was successful; despite largely mediocre reviews, “The Valachi Papers†earned
healthy ticket sales and became one of the top-grossing pictures of 1972.
The
movie follows the series of murders, double-crosses, and power struggles across
four decades of Mafia history that Maas chronicled in his 1968 bestseller,
based on accounts by informant Joseph Valachi. As a young man, Valachi (Charles Bronson) is inducted into the Mafia, or
La Cosa Nostra, after a chance meeting in a jail cell with Dominick “The Gapâ€
Petrilli (Walter Chiari) in 1923. Valachi works first for Gaetano Reina (Amedeo Nazzari) as the Gap’s
apprentice and partner. When Reina is
shot to death by a rival faction in a 1931 gang war, Valachi and Gap are
recruited by the big boss, Salvatore Maranzano (Joseph Wiseman). Later that year, the two join the crime
family of Vito Genovese (Lino Ventura) after the dictatorial Maranzano is
murdered in a Mob shake-up engineered by Genovese and Lucky Luciano. Valachi marries Gaetano Reina’s daughter
Maria (inevitably played by Jill Ireland), acquires a restaurant as a business
front, and dutifully toils for Genovese as a driver, collector, and occasional
hit man over the next two decades.
Valachi’s
loyalty begins to fray when Genovese orders other minions to castrate his pal
Gap for unwisely going to bed with Genovese’s mistress. (The real Gap was the victim of a 1953
gangland murder, but not for the reason invented for the movie.) When Valachi is sent to federal prison on a charge of drug trafficking in 1959,
Genovese -- also serving time for narcotics distribution -- begins to suspect
that Valachi will rat him out for other crimes. In turn, Valachi fears for his life once he receives the “kiss of deathâ€
from the boss during a tense meeting in Genovese’s cell. A botched hit follows in the prison shower
room, as Valachi jumps and overcomes a would-be shooter before the other man
can gun him down. Anticipating a further
attack, Valachi believes that he’s being stalked by another inmate in the prison
yard, and beats the man to death with an iron pipe. Later, he finds out that the stranger he
killed had nothing to do with Genovese or the Mafia. Facing additional time for murder and the
ongoing threat of a contract on his life, Valachi agrees to reveal the workings
of the Mafia to an FBI agent (Gerald S. O’Laughlin) and to testify at a Senate
hearing on organized crime.
Geller’s
script efficiently compressed Maas’ sprawling history into two hours of
camera-ready copy and added a dramatic center by focusing on the initially
respectful but increasingly uneasy relationship between Valachi and
Genovese. That it’s essentially a
two-man show revolving around those two characters, and not a solo spotlight
for Bronson, is appropriately reflected in Bronson’s and Ventura’s dual billing
above the title in the opening credits. Dramatically, the strategy of giving Valachi and Genovese nearly equal
prominence compensates for the fact that Valachi himself is largely a passive
character on a low rung in the Cosa Nostra organization. Aside from the opening sequence of Valachi
getting the jump on his would-be killer in the shower room, there’s a dearth of
physical action for Bronson. Genovese’s
Mob ambitions drive most of the plot. Too, the shared billing was probably a shrewd commercial move by De Laurentiis
and Columbia to guarantee strong box-office in the important European market,
where Ventura was immensely popular. At
that, Bronson’s star was still rising, and he’d shared top billing in other
recent movies like “Red Sun†(with Toshiro Mifune), “You Can’t Win ‘Em Allâ€
(Tony Curtis), and “Adieu l’Ami†(Alain Delon). “The Mechanic†(released on November 17, 1972), “The Stone Killerâ€
(1973), and “Death Wish†(1974) put him on Hollywood’s upper tier, by himself.
The
late Sergio Corbucci (1926-1990) had a long, prolific career in the Italian
film industry as a screenwriter and director, but little exposure in U.S. theaters
by comparison with his total output.IMDB credits him with sixty-three titles as director.By my count, eleven arrived on Stateside
screens, none of them earning Corbucci any real notice at the time.All were genre films -- first sword-and-sandal
movies, then Westerns -- before it was cool for critics to treat such products
seriously, especially dubbed imports.Three toga-and beefcake pictures -- “Goliath and the Vampires†(1961),
“Duel of the Titans†(1961), and “The Slave†(1962) -- were released on
drive-in and double-feature bills in the Hercules era.“Minnesota Clay†(1964) had a 1966 run
disguised as an American B-Western.“Navajo Joe†(1966) passed through theaters in 1967, earning a typically
dismissive review from Bosley Crowther in the New York Times (“results aren’t
worth a Mexican pesoâ€).You had to use a
magnifying glass to see Corbucci’s name on the movie poster.In his 1994 autobiography, Burt Reynolds said
he only took the offer to star in the picture because he thought the director
would be the other Sergio . . . Leone.“The Hellbenders†(1967) came and went, also camouflaged as an American
production and promoting Joseph Cotten’s starring role.Cotten was a fine actor but hardly big
box-office in ’67.
“The
Mercenary†(1968) enjoyed a higher profile in a 1970 release, but “Alberto
Grimaldi Presents . . .†dominated the credits, including the cover blurb on a
paperback novelization that touted the movie as “the bloodiest ‘Italian’
Western of them all . . . by the producer of ‘The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly.’
†“Companeros†(1970) didn’t open in the
U.S. until 1972, and then only with limited distribution. “Sonny and Jed†(1972) followed in 1974. Neither made much of an impression as the
Spaghetti cycle waned here. “Shoot
First, Ask Questions Later†(1975), a sad attempt at comedy in the Spaghetti
twilight, loped through rural drive-ins. “Super Fuzz†(1980; U.S. distribution, 1982) was a Terence Hill police
comedy that the Times’ Herbert Mitgang said had “one funny gag a few minutes
before the end.†At least Mitgang noted
Corbucci and Hill by name as “longtime makers of spaghetti westerns.â€
If
you were nostalgic for Italian Westerns in the late ‘70s and ‘80s, after the
cycle had come and gone in the States, you could read about Corbucci in
Laurence Staig and Tony Williams’ “Italian Western: The Opera of Violenceâ€
(1975) and Christopher Frayling’s “Spaghetti Westerns: Cowboys and Europeans
from Karl May to Sergio Leone†(1981). There you would learn that one of Corbucci’s Westerns that never made it
to the States, “Django†(1966), was as wildly popular and influential overseas
as Sergio Leone’s movies. But good luck
in ever seeing it or Corbucci’s other Westerns, unless you might catch “The
Hellbenders†in a pan-and-scan, commercial-infested print on local TV.
Thanks
to the advent of home video, cable, and streaming internet -- and in
particular, DVD and Blu-ray in which his films can be seen in the proper aspect
ratio and definition -- both the committed and the curious now have access to
virtually all of Corbucci’s thirteen Westerns, even the obscure “Grand Canyon
Massacre†(1964), his first powder-burner, co-directed with Albert Band. Is Quentin Tarantino justified in praising Corbucci
as “one of the great Western directors of all time� Today, you don’t have to take Tarantino’s
word for it, or not; you can judge for yourself.
By
most accounts, a Corbucci Top Five would include “Django,†The Great Silence,â€
“The Mercenary,†“Companeros,†and “The Specialist†(1969). The first four are all in relatively easy
reach in various formats and platforms. “Django,†“The Great Silence,†and “Companeros†have had domestic DVD
releases. “The Mercenary†hasn’t, but it
shows up periodically on cable channels, albeit in an edited version, and you
can find good DVD and Blu-ray editions with an English voice track through
Amazon and import dealers on the web.
“The
Specialist†remains more elusive. Written and directed by Corbucci during his peak period, originally
titled “Gli specialisti†and also known as “Specialists†and “Drop Them or I’ll
Shoot,†this Western never played in U.S. theaters, has never had an American
video release, and is hard to find even on the collectors‘ market in a print
with an English-language option. Not to
be confused with other, unrelated films of the same name, including a mediocre
1994 Sylvester Stallone crime drama and an obscure 1975 B-movie with Adam West,
it is past due for official U.S. release on DVD. Or, better yet, on hi-def Blu-ray to give Corbucci’s
compositions and Dario Di Palma’s rich Techniscope and Technicolor
cinematography their due sharpness and color on home screens.
In the mid 1960s Amicus Productions emerged as a Hammer Films wanna-be. The studio aped the Hammer horror films and even occasionally encroached on Hammer by "stealing" their two biggest stars, Christopher Lee and Peter Cushing. The first Amicus hit was "Dr. Terror's House of Horrors", released in 1965 and top-lining Lee and Cushing. The format of various horror tales linked by an anthology format proved to be so successful that Amicus would repeat the formula over the next decade in films such as "Tales from the Crypt", "Vault of Horror" and "The House That Dripped Blood". The studio cranked out plenty of other horror flicks and by the mid-to-late 1970s Amicus was producing better fare than Hammer, which had made the mistake of increasingly concentrating on blood and gore and tits and ass to the detriment of the overall productions. Occasionally-indeed, very rarely- Amicus would branch out from the horror genre and produce other fare. (i.e. the Bond-inspired "Danger Route" and the social drama "Thank You All Very Much") but the studio was out of its element when it came to producing non-horror flicks. A particularly inspired offbeat entry in the Amicus canon was the 1970 production "The Mind of Mr. Soames", based on a novel by Charles Eric Maine. The intriguing premise finds John Soames (Terence Stamp) a 30 year-old man who has been in a coma since birth. He has been studiously tended to by the staff at a medical institution in the British countryside where a round-the-clock team sees to it that he is properly nourished and that his limbs are exercised to prevent atrophy. Soames apparently is an orphan with no living relatives so he is in complete custody of the medical community, which realizes he represents a potentially important opportunity for scientific study- if he can be awakened. That possibility comes to pass when an American, Dr. Bergen (Robert Vaughn) arrives at the clinic possessing what he feels is a successful method of performing an operation that will bring Soames "to life". The operation is surprisingly simple and bares fruit when, hours later, Soames begins to open his eyes and make sounds.The staff realize this is a medical first: Soames will come into the world as a grown man but with the mind and instincts of a baby.
Soames' primary care in the post-operation period is left to Dr. Maitland (Nigel Davenport), who has constructed a rigid schedule to advance Soames' intellect and maturity as quickly as possible. Initially, Maitland's plans pay off and Soames responds favorably to the new world he is discovering. However, over time, as his intellect reaches that of a small child, he begins to harbor resentment towards Maitland for his "all stick and no carrot" approach to learning. Dr. Bergen tries to impress on Maitland the importance of allowing Soames to have some levity in his life and the opportunity to learn at his own pace. Ultimately, Bergen allows Soames outside to enjoy the fresh air and observe nature first hand on the clinic's lush grounds. Soames is ecstatic but his joy is short-lived when an outraged Dr. Maitland has him forcibly taken back into the institute. Soames ultimately rebels and makes a violent escape into a world he is ill-equipped to understand. He has the maturity and knowledge of a five or six year old boy but knows that he prefers freedom to incarceration. As a massive manhunt for Soames goes into overdrive, the film traces his abilities to elude his pursuers as he manages to travel considerable distance with the help of well-intentioned strangers who don't realize who he is. Soames is ultimately struck by a car driven by a couple on a remote country road. Because the lout of a husband was drunk at the time, they choose to nurse him back to health in their own home. The wife soon realizes who he is and takes pity on him- but when Soames hear's approaching police cars he bolts, thus setting in motion a suspenseful and emotionally wrenching climax.
"The Mind of Mr. Soames" is unlike any other Amicus feature. It isn't a horror film nor a science fiction story and the plot device of a man having been in a coma for his entire life is presented as a totally viable medical possibility. Although there are moments of tension and suspense, this is basically a mature, psychological drama thanks to the intelligent screenplay John Hale and Edward Simpson and the equally impressive, low-key direction of Alan Cooke, who refrains from overplaying the more sensational aspects of the story. Stamp is outstanding in what may have been the most challenging role of his career and he receives excellent support from Robert Vaughn (sporting the beard he grew for his next film, the remake of "Julius Caesar") and Nigel Davenport. Refreshingly, there are no villains in the film. Both doctors have vastly different theories and approaches to treating Soames but they both want what is best for him. The only unsympathetic character is a hipster TV producer and host played by Christian Roberts who seeks to exploit the situation by filming and telecasting Soames' progress as though it were a daily soap opera.
Christian Roberts, Vickery Turner and Robert Vaughn.
Amicus had a potential winner with this movie but it punted when it came to the advertising campaign by implying it was a horror film. "The mind of a baby, the strength of a madman!" shouted the trailers and the print ads screamed "CAN THIS BABY KILL?" alongside an absurd image of Stamp locked inside an infant's crib. In fact, Soames does pose a danger to others and himself simply because he doesn't realize the implications of his own strength- but he is presented sympathetically in much the same way as the monster in the original "Frankenstein". Perhaps because of the botched marketing campaign, the film came and went quickly. In some major U.S. cities it was relegated to a few art houses before it disappeared. In fact the art house circuit was where it belonged but the ad campaign isolated upper crust viewers who favored films by Bergman and Fellini but balked when the saw the over-the-top elements of the ads.
Sony has released the film as a region-free made-to-order DVD and it boasts a very fine transfer but sadly no bonus extras. Still the company deserves credit for making this little-seen gem finally available on home video where its many attributes can finally be enjoyed by a wider audience.
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Cinema Retro has received the following press release from the History Press, UK in relation to the publication of a major new book about the life and career of Albert Finney by author Gabriel Hershman.
Ask
any actor or director of a certain age who was the most influential actor in
British cinema and theatre post-1960 and one name will immediately spring to
mind. ALBIE!
More than any other British actor Albert Finney was
responsible for the so-called New Wave, giving free rein to working-class
self-expression in cinema, especially in the landmark film Saturday Night
and Sunday Morning.
Other actors of the same ilk followed: Michael Caine,
Richard Harris, Malcolm McDowell, Terence Stamp and John Thaw, to name but a
few. But Finney was the original pathfinder, as all the above would have
acknowledged, his name synonymous with other British cultural mould-breakers of
the Sixties, such as John Osborne, the Beatles, the Rolling Stones and George
Best.
Finney was also a supreme professional whose behaviour on
and off set - his perfectionism and precision - is often cited as the perfect
role model for others. Yet Finney is perhaps not as famous as his influence
would suggest. It is remarkable how he became the key figure in post-war
British film, a byword for the new style of acting, without selling his soul or
losing his privacy.
Finney and Audrey Hepburn in "Two for the Road" (1966)
‘I like to observe people rather than be observed,’
Finney once said.
Albert Finney’s name has resonated through the West End
and five decades of film-making but Finney the man remained largely hidden from
view - watchful, chameleon-like, the unnoticed watcher in the woods. A
character actor who managed to submerge beneath the roles he played to portray
such truthful and compelling characters: the surly Arthur Seaton, a sly
Scrooge, a senile ‘Sir’, a drunken yet heroic consul, a cantankerous Churchill
and a curmudgeonly lawyer in Erin Brockovich.
Finney is the one figure everyone genuflects to -
the godfather of modern British film. His influence, even in retirement, still
resonates in all discussions about acting in Britain right up to the present.
Bud Spencer, the burly former Italian athlete who became an iconic film star in his native country, has died at age 86. Spencer, whose real name was Carlo Pedersoli, chose his stage name as a tribute to Budweiser beer, which he loved, and Spencer Tracy, his favorite film star. Although Spencer's film found some exposure in the American market, his greatest success was found in European comedy westerns that often co-starred his friend Terence Hill. Among the films that are best known to English-speaking audiences are "Ace High", "The Five Man Army", "They Call Me Trinity", "Trinity is STILL My Name!", "Four Flies on Grey Velvet" and "A Reason to Live, A Reason to Die". Among the contemporary actors Spencer counted among his admirers was Russell Crowe. For more click here.
My Name is Nobody is many things: a 1973 spoof of the “young and old gunslingers†sub-genre that began with For a Few Dollars More; Henry Fonda’s
last Western (and Sergio Leone’s to an extent); and even a eulogy on the dying
of the Spaghetti Western itself. Spearheaded by Sergio Leone himself, Nobody was directed by Tonino Valerii (Day of Anger) and teams Once Upon a Time in the West’s Henry
Fonda with They Call Me Trinity’s
Terence Hill. As a combo of Leone’s straight westerns and Hill’s “Beans
Westerns†(a slang term for comedic Spaghettis) it amounts to quite the
crossover film and could’ve easily been called “Once Upon A Time in the West
They Called Me Trinity.†While it is never as funny as Hill’s two Trinity films or as epic as Leone’s
“horse operas†it is none the less a whimsical delight and a classic of the
genre.
Nobody has been released
from Image Entertainment (who previously released the DVD) on Blu-ray at a
suggested retail of $24.98. This pricey “40th Anniversary Editionâ€
unfortunately boasts no extras of any kind, not even a trailer. The big
question for collectors then becomes: without any special features is it worth
the upgrade? The beautiful transfer and crisp audio make it a resounding “Yes!â€,
as both easily outclass the DVD. Thanks to the clear print I was able to notice
several details that escaped me during previous DVD viewings. For clarity, the
print does have its fair share of scratches, but for some of us (myself
included) the scratches aren’t always unwelcome and add a little nostalgia. On
the surface it may appear that there is no difference between this and the old
DVD release due to virtually identical packaging, but Image did use an original
Italian print for this release as the title credits on the Blu-ray are all in
Italian rather than English, as was the case with the DVD. Like the DVD it also
runs the full 116 minutes rather than the cut 112 minute version which also
exists. Though pricey and devoid of extras the excellent transfer makes it a
worthy Blu-ray for Spaghetti Western fans.
Numerous
actors have occupied the role of Sherlock Holmes over the decades, some more suited
to the shoes of author Arthur Conan Doyle's famous consulting detective than
others. One of the finest portrayals is that by Ian Richardson. Yet, sadly, his
is also one that is often overlooked, not leastways because he played the
character just twice (in a pair of 1983 films made for television), but also
because his light was to be quickly eclipsed a year later by the arrival on TV
screens of Jeremy Brett, whose interpretation of Holmes is considered by many
to be the definitive one.
Sy
Weintraub – who produced several Tarzan movies throughout the 60s and was executive
producer on the popular long-running Ron Ely TV series –teamed up with Otto
Plaschkes (whose producer credits include Georgie
Girl and The Holcroft Covenant)
with the intention of making several Holmes adventures headlining Richardson. But
when it became apparent that Granada TV was to launch its own series starring
Brett, their plans were abandoned in a rights furore that resulted in a
substantial out of court settlement in Weintraub’s favour. The two films that
Weintraub and Plaschkes did bring to
realisation were The Hound of the Baskervilles
and The Sign of Four, two of only
four full-length Holmes novels written by Conan Doyle. Both were shot on exquisite
sets constructed at England's Shepperton Studios and include some splendid
location work utilising the likes of Devonshire country house Knightshayes
Court (doubling for Baskerville Hall) and London's River Thames (with some canny
employ of theatrical smog to abet the disguise of non-period background
architecture).
The Hound of the
Baskervilles is probably the most famous of all Holmes's adventures
and one of the most filmed. Yet it is also one that largely sidelines the great
detective from the action for its middle third. The familiar plot finds our detective
investigating death believed connected to a centuries old family curse and the
legend of a demonic canine that allegedly haunts the eerie fog-wreathed
moorlands surrounding the Baskerville estate.
Scripted
by Charles Edward Pogue (whose later work included David Cronenberg’s remake of
The Fly) and directed by Douglas
Hickox (whose CV includes such 70s screen favourites as Brannigan and Theatre of
Blood), like many before and since this isn't verbatim Conan Doyle. But
that certainly doesn't detract from its worth as a cracking piece of
entertainment. It's handsomely staged (the foreboding moors, awash with
swirling fog, are at night as effectively nightmarish a Grimpen Mire as ever
brought to the screen), with lush production values that completely belie its
TV movie origins. It also boasts hands down the best depiction of the spectral,
yellow-eyed titular beast to date.
Crucially,
however, it benefits from an endearingly charismatic central performance from
Ian Richardson; in many scenes the actor bears a startling resemblance to this
writer's favourite Holmes, Basil Rathbone. Donald Churchill's interpretation of
faithful ally Dr John Watson leans towards a bumbling nature that irks purists
and doesn't rank as one of the more noteworthy, while Martin Shaw's Sir Henry Baskerville
is hindered by horrible dubbing. Nevertheless, add in a marvellous assembly of supporting
players – including Denholm Elliott (who'd previously appeared in 1978's woeful
spoof version of the story), Glynis Barber, Ronald Lacey (as Inspector
Lestrade), Eleanor Bron, Connie Booth, Brian Blessed and Edward Judd – and
Hickox's film is markedly one of the most star-spangled versions of the
supernatural-tinged tale.
The Sign of Four is comparatively
a slightly more grounded and sedate affair, though at least Richardson's Holmes
get more screen time. Again adapted from Conan Doyle’s novel by Charles Edward Pogue,
more so than Hound it takes dramatic
liberties with its source narrative (rearranging events and introducing new,
slightly superfluous material), yet also in keeping with its predecessor it is
hugely enjoyable. Directed by Desmond Davis (Clash of the Titans), this one finds Holmes following a trail of murders
born of a broken pact between thieves relating to a treasure of precious
gemstones and jewellery.
David
Healy steps in as a fine Watson (though again the character is played as a
little more maladroit than his literary self) and there are strong turns by
Thorley Walters (who previously played Watson twice, opposite Christopher Lee’s
and Douglas Wilmer’s Sherlocks respectively, in 1962’s The Valley of Fear and 1975 screwball comedy The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes' Smarter Brother) and Cherie Lunghi
as the delectable Mary Morstan (who, in the novel – but not here – gets engaged
to Watson). But overall this is a less starry affair than Hound. All the same, there are nice performances from Terence Rigby
as Inspector Layton (a curious name switch, for he's clearly meant to be
Lestrade), Joe Melia as the despicable peg-legged villain of the piece and John
Pedrick as his savage sidekick.
Like
Hound before it, The Sign of Four boasts a rich cinematic mien that bests many actual big screen Holmes adventures.
While
one can certainly lament that Ian Richardson made only these two Holmes movies,
that they're both exceptionally good is reward enough. And both are now available
on Blu-ray and DVD in the UK from Second Sight, each with a bonus audio
commentary from Holmes enthusiast David Stuart Davies. The 4K restoration for
the Blu-rays is quite honestly breathtaking; one can scarcely believe that 33-year-old
TV movies could look so good. There is, however, a caveat: the 1.78:1 aspect
ratio presentation of the two films. Back in 1983 they were shot for then-standard
4:3 television format and the decision to force fit the image to modern widescreen
TV sets has played merry havoc with the composition in some shots, at its most
injurious when the tops of heads are rudely shorn off. It’s more noticeable in The Sign of Four than in The Hound of the Baskervilles but it’s a
frequent distraction just the same. This disappointment aside though, these
releases can't come more heartily recommended, both to Holmes fans (who will
snap them up regardless of any perceived shortcomings remarked upon here) and
those who simply enjoy a good solid evening’s entertainment.
A shot from The Sign of Four in its original 4:3 aspect ratio.
The same shot as presented on Second Sight’s 1.78:1 aspect DVD and Blu-ray release.
It
should be noted that the Blu-ray release is coded Region B and the DVD is Region
2. The films are also being made available for download and on-demand in both
standard and high definition.
CULVER CITY, CA – April 18, 2016 – Fueled by the positive response to its programming blocks
celebrating rare classic television series,getTVhas launched an all-new weekday
schedule focusing on hard-to-find favorites. The lineup includes 14
television series to start, with more to be added throughout the cycle. The new
schedule is divided into three distinct blocks—Comedies, Westerns,
and Action/Crime—airing weekdays from 7 a.m. ET to 8 p.m. ET,
beginning May 2. In a special kick-off event, getTV will present the
two-hour premiere of the 1984 series RIPTIDE, starring Perry King, Joe
Penny, and Thom Bray, as part of the network’s Silver Screen Favorites block on
Sunday, May 1, at 8 p.m. ET.
Highlights of the daytime programming
lineup include charming long lost comedies THE GHOST & MRS.
MUIRandNANNY AND THE PROFESSOR; the Old West
epic THE RESTLESS GUN, which makes its getTV debut after
having rarely been seen on television since its original run; and a
wall-to-wall afternoon block of rarely seen, but beloved crime favorites
featuring the Aaron Spelling standout S.W.A.T; Ernest Borgnine and
Jan-Michael Vincent in AIRWOLF; RIPTIDE and HARDCASTLE
AND MCCORMICK, created by award-winning crime author and TV
producer Stephen J. Cannell;
a special 30th Anniversary year presentation of THE
EQUALIZER, which spawned the hit 2014 Denzel Washington thriller of the same name, and its upcoming
2017 sequel. The daytime series block concludes with back-to-back
episodes of the gripping police drama IN THE HEAT OF THE NIGHT,
starring Carroll O’Connor, based
off 1967's OscarÃ’-winning Sidney Poitier/Rod Steiger movie of the same name.
“getTV's viewers
have made it clear that, in addition to the classic films we’re known for, they
also want to dig even deeper into their favorite long-lost TV programs of
yesteryear,†said Jeff Meier, Senior Vice President, Programming, getTV. “This
new lineup allows us to give our audience the best of both worlds, as we
present great series during the day, and memorable movies at night.â€
getTV’s all-new weekday programming lineup is as follows:
(
Comedy
Block
7 a.m. ET—THE THIN MAN (1957-1959)—Peter
Lawford and Phyllis Kirk star as married sleuths Nick
and Nora Charles, solving crimes and getting wrapped up in shady schemes in
this spin-off of the 1934 Pre-Code comedy of the same name. Guests
include Frank Sinatra, Bob Hope, Don Rickles, Marion
Ross, and more.
7:35 a.m. ET—THE JIMMY STEWART
SHOW (1971-1972)—Beloved leading man James Stewart makes
his television debut, as a small town professor in this charming family comedy
that also stars Julie Adams and John McGiver.
Notable guests include Vincent Price, Regis Philbin, Kate
Jackson, M. Emmett Walsh, and Cesar Romero.
8:15 a.m. ET—NANNY AND THE
PROFESSOR (1970-1971)—Juliet Mills stars as a magical
young nanny who may or may not be psychic, with Richard Long as
her widowed professor of an employer and top contemporary reality and
tabloid star Kim Richards in her breakthrough role as one of
Long's three kids. Notable guests include Jodie Foster in her
third TV appearance, as well as Elsa Lanchester, Ida Lupino, Lee
Meriwether, and Van Johnson.
8:50 a.m. ET—THE GHOST & MRS.
MUIR (1968-1970)—Hope Lange won two EmmyÒ
Awards for Best Actress in a Comedyas a widow who befriends the
spirit of a sea captain (Edward Mulhare) haunting her New England home.
Notable supporting cast includes game show stalwart Charles Nelson Reilly in his most significant acting role, and
notable guests include Richard Dreyfuss, Danny Bonaduce, Dom
DeLuise, Yvonne Craig, and more.
If "Another Time, Another Place" is remembered at all, it's probably for all the wrong reasons. The 1958 film afforded Sean Connery his first major leading role, even though he gets killed off a little more than half-an-hour into the story. I'm not giving away a spoiler here...you can see it telegraphed from the early moments of the movie. Connery was given "Introducing" billing, a common fallacy on the part of studio marketing departments that implied an actor or actress was making their big screen debut. In reality, Connery had been kicking around the British film industry for a couple of years prior to making this movie, but only in supporting roles. The other bit of trivia for which this film is remembered is due to a tragic real-life scandal. While co-starring with Lana Turner, Connery began to spend a lot of his free time with her off set. This didn't set well with Turner's jealous boyfriend, a mobster named Johnny Stompanato, who tried to bully Connery into staying away from Turner and got punched out by the Great Scot. Stompanato let it be known that Connery was a marked man. When filming was done, the future 007 didn't tempt fate by hanging around with Turner any longer, though things could hardly have been worse if he did. Shortly after the production was completed, Turner was being physically menaced by Stompanato and her teenage daughter Cheryl Crane stabbed him to death in order to defend her mother. The result was one of Hollywood's great scandals. The studio brass were ever opportunistic and were said to have expedited the release of "Another Time, Another Place" in order to capitalize on the sensational trial of Crane, who was exonerated on the basis of justifiable homicide.
As for the film itself, it defines what used to be quaintly termed as "a woman's picture". It's basically a feature film length soap opera set in 1945 London during the waning days of WWII. We first see Connery as daring war correspondent Mark Trevor, whose on-the-scene radio reports from hot spots around the globe leave listeners mesmerized. Among his admirers is Sara Scott (Lana Turner), a sassy New York newspaper columnist who works out of the bureau's London office. Sara is very much the liberated lady, having made a name for herself in an industry that was then dominated by men. We soon see that she and Mark secretly carrying on a torrid love affair. A complication arises when Sara's lover Carter Reynolds (Barry Sullivan) arrives from the States. Reynolds is not only engaged to Sara, but he is also her employer, as he owns the newspaper she works for. She breaks the news to him that she is now in love with another man but Reynolds seems dismissive of her statement and feels she will ultimately come to her senses and return to him. On the eve of Mark leaving for Italy, Sara informs him that she had been engaged to another man but now that won't matter- she wants to spend her life with him. Mark, however, drops a bit of a bombshell himself. Turns out he's married with a young son and intends to return to his family. Both he and Sara are clearly in love and both are heartbroken by the circumstances. Sara tries to persuade Mark to leave his wife and child to be with her. He sends mixed signals, originally rejecting the overture but later implying he would do so. With that, he leaves for Italy with his assistant, Alan Thompson (Terence Longdon), the only one in his life who knows about his affair with Sara. The following night Sara is listening to the radio when she learns that Mark has been killed in a plane crash en route to Italy, although Alan has managed to survive. Wracked with grief, Sara is inconsolable. She makes a dramatic decision to visit Mark's village in Cornwall and see the house he lived in. While doing so, she has a chance encounter with Mark's son Brian (Martin Stephens), who, in turn, introduces her to his mother, Kay (Glynis Johns). The odd and awkward encounter results in Sara becoming Kay's house guest and helping her write a book about her husband's career. The two women become fast friends, though only Sara knows they are both grieving for the same man. This is where the film is elevated from standard tearjerker to a rather compelling drama that examines the effects that infidelity can have on all of the parties involved. Both Alan and Carter Reynolds track down Sara, who- in one of the film's weakest sequences- attempts suicide off camera, apparently in an attempt to drown herself. As Kay nurses her back to health, Alan and Reynolds try to reason with her and convince her to return to New York, 'lest Kay learns that her new best friend was her husband's secret lover. Things come to a boil when Sara decides to spill her soul to Kay and tell her everything.
"Another Time, Another Place" is primarily a showcase for Lana Turner, who- under the competent, if uninspired direction of Lewis Allen- gives an earnest performance that is still overshadowed by her supporting cast members. The biggest knock about Turner's presence in the film is that she looks too glamorous. Her hair is perfect, her mannerisms are perfect and -in the film's most absurd sequence- she is fished from bay after a suicide attempt and brought to Kay's cottage for medical attention, yet she still looks like she just stepped out of a fashion display in Harrods window. Much is made over her character being a tough woman able to exist in a man's world (she even plays poker with the boys), but in reality she's just another heroine of the era who cannot seem to function without a man in her life. Turner delivers a competent performance but is hampered by the fact that she came to stardom in an era in which very mannered acting methods were in vogue, especially among the Hollywood sex symbols. In terms of portraying a realistic character, she is out-shown by the more natural acting style of Glynis Johns. The male supporting leads are also adequate, if unexciting. The major "find" of the production was Sean Connery, whose impact is somewhat hampered by the fact that he has relatively little screen time. There is little to suggest that he was a superstar in the making and he spends most of his time cooing words of love to the smitten Turner. His character does develop a bit of an edge when we learn that, at heart, he is actually a cad who is cheating on his adoring wife. He develops a conscience and sense of guilt and tries to terminate the affair but is locked into the frustrations of the age-old meange-a-trois dilemma.
"Another Time, Another Place" was shot on an obviously low budget with scenes of wartime London relegated to the back lot. Things open up a bit with some on-location shooting in Cornwall but the majority of the action takes place in living rooms, offices and kitchens. Despite the movie's flaws, it's a reasonably compelling story about inherently good people who become involved in an immoral love affair. For Connery fans, the movie affords them the opportunity to see how his raw talent was rather quickly developed into a very distinctive acting technique that would ultimately make him one of the true icons of international cinema. "Another Time, Another Place" performed disappointingly at the boxoffice and Connery seemed headed toward oblivion. A Fox contract didn't go far but he was loaned out to Disney to star in "Darby O'Gill and the Little People". Ironically it was through viewing that film that producer Cubby Broccoli's wife Dana was impressed by his raw masculinity. That would pay off for him a few years later when he sought to play the role of James Bond. The rest, as they say, is history.
The Warner Archive has re-issued the exact DVD transfer that was once available through Paramount- right down to identical packaging. The transfer is very good but there are no bonus extras.
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To identify editor-publisher Richard Klemensen’s Little Shoppe of Horrors as simply a
fanzine is to do it a grave disservice. Such an appellation too often denotes an enthusiastic but decidedly
amateur magazine.
If you’re a dyed-in-wool-fan of fantastic cinema and were
knocking about in the late 1960s or early 1970s, you’ve probably gambled and subscribed
- at least once – to such a fanzine as described above. One mimeographed or perhaps having suffered the
ill-effect of poor off-set printing, lousy photo-reproduction, and variable
levels of scholarship. The earliest
issues of Little Shoppe of Horrors
(henceforth to be referred to as LSoH)
may have exhibited some of these mechanical deficiencies on inception, but over
its forty-three year history the content within its pages has never been short
of brilliant. LSoH is simply without
peer and has no comparable challenger in its field of endeavor; it’s indisputably
the most venerated encyclopedia of all things Hammer and British horror.
You’ve never heard of the magazine, you say? Well, if you’ve ever bought a useful book within
the last forty years that documented the history of British horror films - or one
of the better researched biographies of such key players as Christopher Lee or
Peter Cushing - you’re tangentially in debt to LSoH. Since its founding in June 1972, the resources of the
magazine have been plundered by the genre’s finest scholars. I suppose this is only fair. Many, if not all, of the most respected writers
painstakingly researching the tradition have earned their earliest bylines contributing
to the magazine. There’s hardly a figure
associated with British horror cinema, either in front or behind the camera,
whose stories, large and small, have not been annotated and shared within this
great magazine’s pages.
The fact that LSoH has
been based since its beginning in Des Moines, Iowa, half-a-continent and one
ocean away from the Hammer production offices in London, England, is simply mind-boggling. Not a world way, perhaps, but close,
especially in the pre-internet age. What’s
equally amazing is that, with the exception of the first six issues
(1972-1980), the succeeding twenty-nine have been published in the fallow years
following the studio’s sad descent into bankruptcy and irrelevancy in 1979. So the magazine has faithfully served these
past thirty-six years as the primary torch-bearer and celebrant of the studio’s
glorious legacy.
From the glossy and colorful artistically rendered front
and back covers to the impeccable research of their stable of writers – and in
spite of an indisputably erratic publishing schedule – LSoH has remained the nexus for all things British horror. The latest, issue no. 35, published October
2015, proves the passing of time has not even remotely dimmed the magazine’s
reputation for superlative reportage.
This spanking brand new issue features a gorgeous and
colorful fold-out cover, courtesy of artist Jim Salvati and equally impressive back cover art by Bruce Timm. Hammer stalwart Peter Cushing and lead
actress Susan Denberg are evocatively rendered in an atypical mad-scientist laboratory
scene from Hammer’s classic Frankenstein Created Woman (1967). Some twenty-eight of
the magazine’s ninety-eight pages are, not coincidentally, dedicated to an exhaustive
examination of all aspects of the film’s
production; synopsis’s, interviews, set-design sketches, a bevy of rare
photographs, clippings etc. A further
twenty-three pages examines Terence Fisher’s Frankenstein Must Be Destroyed (1969) in equally acute detail. There’s also a look-back at the early fan-journal
Fantastic Worlds, part of the
magazines series “A History of Horror Film Fanzines.†As always, there’s a
plethora of book and DVD/Blu-Ray reviews, as well as a provocative interview
with actor Barry Warren (Kiss of the
Vampire (1963), Devil Ship Pirates
(1964) and Frankenstein Created Woman
(1967). The former article is the
seventh installment of the magazine’s “British Character Actors†series. There’s also the always erudite and
worthwhile letters to the editor column.
In June of 2015 we lost the great Sir Christopher Lee
and, in memoriam, the editor has exhumed an interview, courtesy of his friend
the late Bill Kelly, of the legendaryt actor. In this “open conversation†from the early 1990s, Lee reminisces about
his career and his many roles, including his iconic turn as Count Dracula in seven
Hammer productions and several more instances in continental knock-offs. In yet another segment, the author Tom
Johnson (Hammer Films: An Exhaustive
Filmography) offers an affectionate memoriam to Lee and shares both amusing
and poignant glimpses of the times their paths crossed. There are several moments when both Lee’s and Johnson’s
observations and ruminations are as laugh-out-loud funny as they are revealing.
Let’s face it. You
need this. With their in-depth coverage
of every aspect of the best – and lesser efforts – of British horror cinema, Little Shoppe of Horrors has… well, left
no headstone unturned.
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Sir
Arthur Conan Doyle’s classic tale The Hound of the Baskervilles is a thrilling
story that has stood the test of time. Featuring London’s super sleuth Sherlock
Holmes, this adventure sees him travel to Dartmoor’s Baskerville Hall where Charles
Baskerville has been found dead and under mysterious circumstances. As cinema’s
most filmed character of all time - Sherlock Holmes movies have acquired
something of a unique place in history. One might perhaps think back to the
days of Basil Rathbone and Nigel Bruce in order to recapture their first
encounter of this classic filmed adventure. Hammer Studios had begun to revisit
these classic horrors and thrillers throughout the mid to late Fifties, with
filmed projects such as The Curse of Frankenstein and Dracula. So it was
perhaps no surprise that the studio picked up The Hound of the Baskervilles and
splashed it with their own distinctive and original blend of Hammer style.
There
is a wonderful, vintage feel about the film, it not only bubbles away with
Hammer’s unique sense of atmosphere, but it benefits from an ‘old time’ pacey
narrative. Director Terence Fisher never seems to let the film fall short; he
keeps it tight without ever letting momentum wain. There is a healthy vitality
about Hammer’s remake, helped undoubtedly by composer James Bernard's energetic
score which bristles along nicely. Despite the diversions away from Conan
Doyle's original novel, the story is respectfully handled and works
exceptionally well. It has certainly withstood the test of time andl remains a
hugely enjoyable piece of entertainment. Is it as good as Rathbone’s 1939
version? That’s a tough question, and for me, the jury is still out. I would
certainly sleep easier placing them side by side and treating them with the
equal respect they both deserve.
Hammer’s
The Hound of the Baskervilles was the first filmed version to be shot in vivid
colour. Everything is bathed with sumptuous textures from hunting red riding
costumes to splendid tweed suits and rich wooden panelling. So with all things
considered, there was perhaps an overall expectancy that this should look
positively beautiful after being afforded the Blu-ray treatment. Well, in some
ways the upgrade works, but not without some minor troubles.
Arrow’s
Blu-ray is still probably the best I have seen on any home video format, but
that shouldn’t really surprise anybody. However, like a lot of recent Hammer
films to emerge on the Blu-ray format, the image does remain a little on the soft
side, not perhaps as soft as The Curse of Frankenstein but nowhere near as
crisp or sharp as say Quatermass and the Pit. Whilst a great deal of the movie
takes place at night, even interior lit scenes also tend to be a little on the
dark side and lack any real vitality. Viewers may well be left questioning why
this couldn’t have been corrected or improved during the mastering process, but
it simply remains a little too bland and muted on the eye. Added to this problem
was a fairly large amount of white speckle which seemed to haunt the picture
throughout.
This
is an area that I still find generally unacceptable, especially in consideration
of today’s technology; the process of eliminating such flecks and particles is
a fairly easy (albeit) time consuming element of restoration. Today, with any
Blu-ray purchase, there is arguably a degree of basic requirements that one
would like to expect, including a fairly good, cleaned up picture. With The
Hound of the Baskervilles, it became something more than just a minor
distraction and instead fell into the category of unavoidable hindrance, and that
is a genuine shame. If a company can produce for example, a near spotless print
of Frankenstein (1931) is there any reason why a 1959 movie shouldn’t look just
as clean? I don’t believe that’s too much to ask.
Thankfully,
the bonus features on this disc appear to balance out and make up for the
film’s minor quality issues. Firstly there is a super new audio commentary featuring
the always reliable Hammer experts Marcus Hearn along with Jonathan Rigby. For
the purist of Hammer fans, there is also an Isolated Music and Effects track.
Listen carefully to this during the opening scenes and your ears will certainly
reveal how background conversation tracks are most definitely looped…
Release
the Hound! Is a brand new 30 minute documentary looking at the genesis and
making of the Hammer classic, featuring interviews with hound mask creator
Margaret Robinson, film historian Kim Newman and actor/documentarian and
co-creator of BBC’s Sherlock Mark Gatiss.
The
Many Faces of Sherlock Holmes is a 1986 documentary looking at the many
incarnations of Conan Doyle’s celebrated character and is narrated and
presented by Christopher Lee. It does have a typical television look about it
and clearly shows the limitations of video tape, on which it was clearly shot.
Nevertheless, it’s fairly enjoyable in its own right.
Actor’s
Notebook: Christopher Lee – an archive interview in which the actor looks back
on his role as Sir Henry Baskerville. This is a nice little piece dating back
to around 2003, wherein Christopher Lee also speaks fondly and movingly about
his friendship with Peter Cushing.
The
Hounds of the Baskervilles excerpts read by Christopher Lee. A couple of
passages are included in this section. Plus there is also an original theatrical
trailer (b/w) and an extensive gallery featuring over 140 images including
photos, posters and lobby cards.
The
packaging includes a reversible sleeve featuring original and newly
commissioned artwork by Paul Shipper and a collector’s booklet featuring new
writing on the film by former Hammer archivist Robert J.E. Simpson and
illustrated with original archive stills and posters.
If
you are prepared to be tolerant of the films minor imperfections – you will no
doubt be happy with the overall package. Frankly, it still remains the best
version currently open to the market.
Ambrose
Bierce defined “misfortune†as “the kind of fortune that never misses.†By that measure, Damiano Damiani’s A-budget
Spaghetti Western “A Genius, Two Companions, and an Idiot†(“Un Genio, Due
Compari, Un Polloâ€) (1975), starring Terence Hill, was one of the all-time
grand slams of jinxed cinema. Damiani’s
negative was stolen during post-production and the film had to be reassembled
from alternate takes. The movie was
ultimately disowned by its producer, Sergio Leone, who regretted selecting
Damiani as the director. In Germany and
Sweden, the title was changed to “Nobody Is the Greatest†in an attempt to
market the film as a sequel to Tonino Valerii’s popular “My Name Is Nobody†(1973), also produced by
Leone and starring Hill. Lacking an
American star for marquee value and released in the twilight of the Spaghetti
era, the picture never played in U.S. theaters.
Paralleling
the relative obscurity of the movie itself, Ennio Morricone’s musical score is
the least known of his eight scores for films directed or produced by
Leone. There was a soundtrack release on
vinyl by CBS-Sugar in Italy in 1975 (with a charming old-timey-style cover
photo of stars Terence Hill, Miou-Miou, and Robert Charlebois as their scruffy
characters Joe Thanks, Lucy, and Steam Engine Bill), but no American
edition. For newer Morricone collectors who
have had to pay high prices for the CBS-Sugar vinyl and other now-out-of-print
foreign editions -- and for those of us who are fond of Damiani’s sadly
underrated and neglected movie -- Quartet Records has done the enormous service of releasing the 1975
soundtrack on a new limited-edition CD. Remastered from the first-generation master tapes, the disc sounds
terrific.
“Un
Genio, Due Compari, Un Pollo†may be Morricone’s most eclectic Spaghetti
Western score, a mixture of old and new styles. Some of the 13 tracks employ familiar motifs from his scores for earlier
Spaghettis by Leone and others. For
example, “Cavalcata . . . per Elisa†is an energetic chase theme carried by
Edda Dell’Orso’s familiar, soaring vocals. As part of the tune, Morricone samples Beethoven’s “Fur Elise†as he did
in his showdown theme in Sergio Sollima’s “La Resa dei Contiâ€/â€The Big Gundownâ€
(1966). “Ansie dell’Oro†revisits the
American-style orchestral sound that Morricone favored in early Spaghettis like
Duccio Tessari’s “Una Pistola per Ringoâ€/â€A Pistol for Ringo†(1965), when
Italian-made cowboy films tried to sneak into the U.S. market as American
B-pictures. In that sense, intentionally
or not, the track bookends Morricone’s amazing decade-long run of iconic
Spaghetti scores.
Other
tracks, which actually anchor the score as the film’s signature themes,
continued Morricone’s move in the ABBA era toward a lighter, Europop-inflected
style first introduced in his title track for “My Name Is Nobody.†“Un Genio, Due Compari, Un Pollo,†the title
tune that might also be called “Joe Thanks’ Theme,†sounds a bit like the
“Nobody†theme, but more bubblegum in flavor. “Pepper Chewing-Gum,†the theme for Robert Charlebois’ hard-luck con man
Steam Engine Bill, incorporates a farting bassoon that brings to mind the jokey
frog croaks in “March of the Beggars†from Leone’s “Giu La Testaâ€/â€Duck You
Sucker†(1971), but it’s lighter and bouncier than the earlier tune. The romantic theme “Quando Arriva L’Amore,â€
which is reprised later in the film as “Dolore e Gioia,†is one of Morricone’s
loveliest compositions. And it’s the one
that you’re the most apt to replay in your mind after you listen to the CD,
fittingly so since it underscores the movie’s most striking aspect, the
sometimes wistful, sometimes slapstick romantic triangle of Joe, Lucy, and
Bill.
Also
included in the Quartet Records‘ two-fer, and also remastered from
first-generation tapes, is Morricone’s score for Sergio Corbucci’s “Sonny &
Jedâ€/â€La Banda J. & S. -- Cronaca Criminale del Far West†(1972), a lesser
work by the maestro. But for fans,
lesser Morricone is still golden, and this is another hard-to-find
soundtrack. The standout among the seven
tracks is the title theme “Sonny,†which sounds a little like “Cheyenne’s
Theme†from “Once Upon a Time in the West†(1969). The Quartet Records CD includes an
informative, generously illustrated souvenir booklet by Randall D. Larson, and
is limited to 500 copies.
(This review pertains to the UK Region 2 DVD release.)
Scandinavian
scientist Nils Ahlen (John McCallum) has developed a process via which sound impulses
can be converted into electrical energy. When his wife Helga (Mary Laura Wood)
and assistant Sven (Anthony Dawson) abscond with vital components of the
revolutionary device, Ahlen teams up with Police Inspector Peterson (Jack
Warner) to chase them down. The pursuit takes them into the icy, blizzard-wreathed
wilderness where they seek the assistance of Lapp reindeer herders to help them
survive the perilous terrain.
Written
and directed by thrice Bond-helmer Terence Young more than a decade before he
first brought the celebrated spy to the screen, 1951’s Valley of Eagles was shot over a couple of months in testing
Norwegian weather conditions. The film has taken a fair bit of stick in the
past, the main target of viewer negativity being that what kicks off as a
promising B-grade crime thriller quickly devolves into a life-evaluating
melodrama. A bit disappointing, perhaps, but that doesn’t make it a bad movie,
so – always one to buck the trend – I’m pleased to have the chance to redress
the balance here. There’s no disputing that 60-something years after the fact,
the plotting of Valley of Eagles
could be classed a little mundane; cinema has come a long way in the years
since the picture first saw the light of a projector bulb (though not always
for the better), and mundane is an accusation that could be levelled at a hefty
percentage of the cinematic output of that period. Yet that doesn’t translate
as making it a pointless investment of one’s time.
Young’s
narrative is never less than engaging, peppered as it is with outbursts of brutality
(wolves are vigorously slain with ski poles) and exotic sex appeal (courtesy of
Nadia Gray, hair appealingly braided, as tough Lapp maiden Lara). There’s also
a terrific set piece in which a pack of wolves assail a team of herders astride
reindeer, the wolves themselves then set upon by the titular birds of prey. The
cast does a serviceable job with the material at hand, particularly an
underused Dawson, the consummate shifty-eyed baddie (see also Dial M for Murder, Dr No and Midnight Lace for
similarly sinister turns). Future Dixon
of Dock Green Jack Warner, here bearing a remarkable resemblance to Bernard
Lee, makes for a staunch lead and if McCallum comes across as a little starchy
that’s because the character he’s portraying is. It’s also nice to see an
early, albeit minor appearance by Christopher Lee wearing an amusingly wide-brimmed
hat. The film certainly benefits from its exhaustive, picturesque location
shoot, with some splendid Harry Waxman cinematography on offer (Pinewood-lensed
back projection shows up only occasionally) and suitably dense, if not
especially memorable Nino Rota compositions serve to underscore the gravity of
the onscreen drama.
Valley of Eagles is
available on DVD from Fabulous Films/Freemantle Media. The print utilised has
certainly seen better days, with a surfeit of light scratches and various
accumulations of detritus in evidence throughout. But one should overlook such
deficiencies and be grateful for this DVD premiere of what I’d have no
hesitation in labelling a “golden oldieâ€. The disc supplements are slight, though
still worth perusing, and comprise galleries of hand-coloured lobby cards,
press stills and poster art, along with interesting textual material that one
presumes has been lifted from the original release pressbook.
Eagle-eyed subscriber Frank Coronado sent us a YouTube link to some fascinating B&W footage shot on the Pinewood Studios set of Thunderball in 1965. You'll see Terence Young directing actors Sean Connery, Claudine Auger, Adolfo Celi and Philip Locke in the casino sequence. The footage originated with a Dutch television program.