The Land Unknown

The Land Unknown

Director ~ Virgil W. Vogel

Writers ~ László Görög, William N. Robson, Charles Palmer

1957, US

Stars ~ Jock Mahoney, Shirley PattersonWilliam, Reynolds

 

So, it is the effects that everyone will see as dated, but it’s the gender politics that are most tiresomely of the era. The dialogue is mostly exposition or “Gee you’re a woman and I can hardly contain my manliness.” Shirley Patterson as Margaret Hathaway has to swing between smart, brave, capable and Scream Queen; all the stakes rest upon her gender. Her male colleagues are bland and unmemorable without her, and it’s left to Henry Brandon to do the acting heavy-lifting as Hunter, the sole survivor of a previous fated expedition, traumatised by solitude in a savage land. He gives a stony performance of suppressed psychosis as a man on a mission to bring the surround fauna to extinction in the name of self-preservation.

 

This hints at something harsher than the film can really get to grapple with, as does a T-Rex warded off by helicopter rotor blades and Hunter’s designs on Margaret. There’s something struggling to surface here, something about savagery and civility and self-sacrifice, but it is all put right with the two leads getting together. Of course.

 

 

But we’ve come for the world of dinosaurs, and to this end Vogel’s direction is attentive and wise, elevating this B-movie pulp at least to something immersive and entertaining. The descent into this world is one of the film’s highlights, and the fact it’s all on sound-stage only adds to the otherworldly feel. The matte paintings, miniatures, puppetry and all tricks thrown in have their distinct retro-charm. The dinosaur effects are mostly primitive yet delightful – except the fighting genuinely monitor lizards. Yes, they seem to have descended into the land of a giant man wearing a ‘Rex costume, but the hydraulics give it animation. The Elasmosaurus terrorising the river is better and probably has the best moments. The effects team give it their all – diving in, they often have credits in far superior and recognisable work – and we’re a long way from the dazzle of ‘King Kong’ (1933), this being exactly the kind of thing easily parodied, but there’s undemanding fun to be had.

 

 

Big Trouble in Little China

Big Touble in Little China

Director ~ John Carpenter

Writers ~ Gary Goldman, David Z. Weinstein, W.D. Richter

1986, US

Stars ~ Kurt Russell, Kim Cattrall, Dennis Dun

 

Certainly, when I first saw it, I didn’t get the joke. Oh sure, ‘Big Trouble in Little China’ was amusing, but I was in my later teens that the mainstream and VHS were saturated with American super-machismo: Schwarzenegger, Stallone, Van Damme, Segal, etc. This is before I got any nuance from the first two. This film seemed of a piece with scene and I didn’t register the satire. Certainly Kurt Russell knew the assignment and pushed more and more for this to be a send-up of the Swagger Saviour that he himself had earned a reputation with. Not least of all, with Carpenter himself, having played Snake Plissken and MacReady in ‘Escape from New York’ and ‘The Thing’.

 

It becomes apparent that there are two films going on: firstly the wuxia homage taking place in an American city with a huge heap of the supernatural where Wang Chi (Dennis Dun) is the hero; and then there’s the film that Jack Burton thinks he’s in, being the John Wayne star when actually he’s a truckin’ blowhard that is culturally out of his depth. This where the film’s longevity and cult status comes from, as it wasn’t originally much thought of due in part to a studio that didn’t get the joke and, surely, some audiences too. If the portrayal of Chinese culture is a little broad, well this is broad strokes humour and homage and there is no meanness or condescension here. The humour is almost exclusively at the expense of the Jack Burton, although it is neither mean nor condescending towards him either. It feels more like the gentle ribbing between buddies rather than derisive mocking.

James Berardinelli’s review seems confused at the film’s irreverence and that Burton seems to get more screen time in the service of the joke; actually, he’s just louder and wants to make it all about him. Similarly Kathleen Carroll seems bewildered by its scatological nature, resorting to descriptions such as culturally specific cuisine  zingers as “stir-fried mess” and “as impenetrable as chop suey”, whatever that means. Hal Larper is more on-the-ball with “A campy, convoluted series of outrageous adventures that careens through an imaginary world for two hours before depositing you, breathless, back in your seat.”  Nobody familiar with the likes of ‘Mr. Vampire’ or ‘House’ will be surprised at the bonkers silliness, although its monster inflections and tone are more in place with the likes of ‘Ghostbusters’ .

The dodgy/dated 80s effects, ludicrous street tuff posturing and wuxia pile-ups has proven ‘Big Trouble in Little China’ more a cult favourite with time, its mash-up aesthetic sustained by a concentrated satire which perhaps proves more in tune with later zeitgeist further attuned to genre and culture medleys. Distinguished by its refusal to be mean-spirited, ‘Big Trouble in Little China’ remains happily irreverent and fun.