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55 Days at Peking

Monday, February 8, 2010

It took me about three nights to get through “55 Days at Peking” (1963), odd as it was always a favorite of mine growing up. But I haven’t seen it in years and this time I found it pretty hard going, even though I was mightily impressed by much of the spectacle on display.

Clocking in at almost three hours, “55 Days at Peking” tells the story of the Boxer Rebellion in China circa 1900, where representatives and soldiers from eight countries (United States, United Kingdom, Japan, Russia, France, Germany, Italy, Austria) joined forces to help put down a revolt of the Boxers, a group of rebel Chinese who were killing foreigners with the silent consent of the ruling Chinese dynasty.

The movie is kind of sketchy about the outrage of the Boxers. There’s something about the control of the growing opium trade, and the fear of too much foreign influence in the Chinese government.

Indeed, my favorite part of the movie is in the opening scenes as the camera tracks across the government legations in Peking (an absolutely marvelous set, more on that later) in the early morning hours and we hear each country’s bands play their national anthem, or other music associated with their country, as their flags are being raised.

One elderly Chinese man covers his ears to complain about the cacophony only to be told by his friend, “They are all saying the same thing – We want China.”

It’s a telling opening, and it’s to the film’s detriment that the remainder of the film is not so insightful.

Charlton Heston stars as the U.S. Army major who leads a squadron to protect the American delegation. He meets a Russian Baroness (Ava Gardner) with a checkered past who is anxious to get out of Peking. David Niven plays the British Ambassador.

The romantic scenes between Heston and Gardner are pretty tedious and gee, there sure are a lot of them. The two did not get along together off screen and it’s pretty obvious there’s no chemistry. Gardner was drinking heavily at the time and would often show up late to the set, driving the very perfectionist Heston into fits. Rumor has it that Gardner’s behavior was so disruptive she drove director Nicholas Ray to have a heart attack on the set, which forced him to have portions of the movie directed (uncredited) by second unit director Andrew Marton.

Marton is responsible for the action scenes during the siege, and they are very exciting, involving thousands of extras storming the walls of the city and swarming across giant ramps up and down the great walls.

I don’t know if Gardner’s behavior caused Ray to have a heart attack, but it’s likely the chaotic nature of the production was as much to blame. Apparently filming was started without a finished script, which caused many wasted hours sitting around while new scenes were being written daily. Heston swore never again to begin a movie without a completed script. In his memoirs, Heston has little good to say about the film, regretting that the film, with its fascinating subject matter, should turn out to be so pedestrian. He said the only good thing to come from the experience was making the acquaintance of David Niven, who kept the cast and crew’s spirits up with a never ending stream of anecdotes and general good cheer.

What is impressive, however, is the set. Producer Samuel Bronston, who also has “King of Kings” (1960) and “El Cid” (1961) to his credit, spared no expense in recreating 1900 Peking. A massive, incredibly detailed reproduction of Peking was built over 60 acres on a plain outside Madrid. Regardless of one’s opinion on the film, the film’s art and set decoration cannot be denied. It’s one of the most impressive large scale sets I’ve ever seen.

The film’s score is more problematic. Dimitri Tiomkin does a fine job of weaving all those national anthems in the opening scenes, and there’s a pretty powerful overture, but the populist Tiomkin, always with one eye towards record sales, gives us a treacly love theme called “So Little Time” which is crooned by Andy Williams over the exit music. Imagine sitting through three hours of international intrigue, blood, siege and countless deaths only to have Andy Williams sing your way out the theater. Bad choice, Dimitri. The theme also turns out, sans lyrics, in the entr’acte, but with a bizarre arrangement that sounds like something a combo would put together for a 1950s nightclub. Very odd.

I think there’s still the potential for a fascinating movie to be made from the Boxer Rebellion. My knowledge of Asian cinema is slim, but I wonder if it’s ever been dealt with in a Chinese film? I remember an episode of “Angel” that had some flashback sequences set during the Boxer Rebellion, but I’m unaware of any other films set during that fascinating slice of world history.

I was glad TCM ran this in widescreen and I had the opportunity to see it again. But this is one childhood memory which did not hold up.

The War Wagon

Thursday, March 6, 2008

“The War Wagon” (1967) opens with one of the catchiest, most toe tapping and irresistible of all movie songs. Once heard, it’s never forgotten. It’s the “It’s a Small World” of theme songs.

Composed by Dimitri Tiomkin (his last score for a John Wayne movie), lyrics by Ned Washington, and sung by Ed Ames, “The Ballad of the War Wagon” is a real gem. The rest of the movie is pretty darn entertaining too.

John Wayne stars as Taw Jackson (great name, Taw. If I ever had a son, that’s what I would have named him), who is recently released from prison. He seeks vengeance against Pierce (Bruce Cabot) who stole his ranch from him and framed him for an unspecified crime, leading to his jail time.

Pierce is the richest, most feared man in the territory and transports gold in an iron-plated wagon called “The War Wagon”. It boasts a Gatling gun, armed guards inside, and almost two dozen armed men riding in front and back of the War Wagon. Naturally Taw hatches a plan to hijack the War Wagon and steal the gold.

Pierce hears Taw is in town and hires Lomax (Kirk Douglas), the only man in the area fast enough to outdraw Taw, to kill him. But Taw gets to Lomax first and offers him $100,000 to help him steal the War Wagon. Since Pierce had only offered Lomax $10,000, Lomax takes up with Taw.

When Taw and Lomax aren’t sparring with each other, the plan to hijack The War Wagon takes shape. Taw enlists the help of an Indian Levi Walking Bear (Howard Keel), an explosives expert (Robert Walker, Jr.), and a cantankerous old man (Keenan Wynn) with a wife young enough to be his daughter. Plus a tribe of Kiowa tribesmen who throw in with Taw to strike back at Pierce. Or do they?

It’s a really entertaining film. Wayne and Douglas play marvelously against each other; it’s just a delight to watch these two great stars butt heads with each other. Even those who don’t like westerns would likely get a kick out of their sparring.

One of my all-time favorite dialogue exchanges occurs in “The War Wagon”. Two greenhorn gunfighters employed by Pierce (one played by a young Bruce Dern) think they can kill Taw in a gunfight and get that $10,000 reward for themselves. They slowly walk away from Taw and Lomax before turning to fire their guns. Of course, Taw and Lomax easily beat them to the draw and the two are killed.

Lomax says, “Mine hit the ground first.”

Taw, looks at him and says, “Mine was taller.”

Heist films are always entertaining and this one has the novelty of being set in the Old West. It’s fun to watch how the plan takes shape. Anyone who has ever seen a heist film, however, knows that the best laid plans never work out the way their makers intended.

No messages here, “The War Wagon” was designed as nothing more than to entertain audiences. “The War Wagon” runs about 99 minutes, is crammed full of action, comedy, good stunt work, pretty girls, and an irresistible song. What more could one ask for?

Rating for “The War Wagon”: Three stars.

Land of the Pharaohs

Monday, August 27, 2007

From a physical standpoint, “Land of the Pharaohs” (1955) stands as one of the most spectacular movies ever made. In its dramatization of the building of a giant pyramid, we see hundreds, if not thousands, of extras as they toil under the hot Egyptian sun to build an eternal monument to the Pharaoh Khufu (Jack Hawkins).

This was all before CGI, and it’s a staggering achievement to watch. Dramatically it’s more inert, with the rest of the story showing sultry Joan Collins as Queen Nellifer, slinking around the Egyptian court causing all sorts of mayhem as she attempts to wrest control of Egypt for herself.

Director Howard Hawks was always dismissive of the film, saying there was nobody to root for, but I think there is. James Robertson Justice plays a captive who is a master architect in his own land who designs Khufu’s pyramid with a special system of sealing it forever from the attentions of grave robbers. He bargains with Khufu to free a certain number of his people each year while the pyramid is built over a period of many years.

One of the film’s screenwriters was William Faulkner, and there’s an amusing story where Faulkner went to Hawks and said he had no idea how a pharaoh should talk. Hawks told him to make him talk like a Kentucky colonel.

No mention of the film can be made without the contributions of composer Dimitri Tiomkin. The Russian-born master turns in one of his greatest compositions, a veritable symphony of Ancient Egypt. In the first half of the movie, there are long sequences where the music carries the action. And what music, especially the big choral pieces accompanying the construction of the pyramid.

Armchair Egyptologists must have had a wonderful time going to the movies in the mid-1950s. In 1954, there was 20th Century Fox’s mammoth production of “The Egyptian” with its dramatization of the Pharaoh Akhnaton’s (Michael Wilding) attempts to introduce the concept of monotheism to his country. There’s a lot wrong with it (mainly the miscasting of such non- cinematic stalwarts as Edmund Purdom and Bella Darvi) and a lumbering script. But there are tremendous compensations, including one of Victor Mature’s best performances as General Horemheb (no monotheism for him), a gorgeous, evocative and landmark score by no less than Alfred Newman AND Bernard Herrmann, and a moody visit to an Egyptian mortuary where mummification takes place. (We are fortunately spared any clinical details of the process).

1956 saw the most famous film of the three, Cecil B. DeMille’s “The Ten Commandments.” Highly sanitized of course, but the film does convey the breadth and opulence of the Egyptian civilization.

Probably my favorite evocation of ancient Egypt is the flashback sequence of “The Mummy” (1932) showing how Boris Karloff stole into a tomb, defied the gods, and was buried alive with the curse of eternal life upon him. It’s only about two minutes long, but in that sequence all the mysticism and imagination captures Ancient Egypt in a way that few other films have.

Rating for “Land of the Pharaohs”: Three stars.
 

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