A Date with the Falcon (1942)

2012 #69
Irving Reis | 60 mins | TV | 4:3 | USA / USA | PG*

A Date with the FalconThe second Falcon film sees George Sanders’ gentlemen detective investigate the disappearance of a scientist.

Though there’s certainly a detective mystery there — involving gangsters, doubles, diamonds and more — A Date with the Falcon is more of a comedy than a thriller. It’s of a broadly slapstick variety too, rather than the Saint’s more subtle dialogue-based levity. The plot, though not a bad concoction, is fairly secondary to antics with the incompetent police or the Saint’s hounding fiancée — not the same one as last time, incidentally, but now Wendy Barrie, in the same role as last time. This almost sets up an interesting kind of girl-relay, where the engaged Falcon’s eye is distracted by a new girl, only to find him engaged to her in the next film, only to find his eye distracted by a new girl, only to find him engaged to her… etc. I don’t know if that was deliberate — I mention it because the method sort of resurfaces in a couple of films’ time, but other than that and this, it doesn’t seem to come off. Which is a shame, because I like it as an idea.

The best bit is a sequence at a hotel, where the Falcon has tracked a mysterious criminal lady. Here we find Hans Conried’s knowing hotel desk clerk. Conried, who has a larger but less entertaining part in the next Falcon film and was apparently in the first too, would go on to be the voice of Captain Hook in Disney’s Peter Pan. Which is neither here nor there, but still. Trouble girl, girl troubleAnyway, aside from him there’s a ‘suicide’ bid and the crowd below’s reaction to it. Again it’s mostly comedy, but unlike some of the series’ DOA running gags it’s actually funny.

Watching A Date with the Falcon, it feels like the series has found its own tone a bit more. It’s still vaguely Saint-ish, still aiming for an adventure-thriller-with-humour vibe, but the comedy is of a slightly different kind, and the Falcon himself isn’t the smooth operator that the Saint was. Rather than the Woman of the Week fall for him effortlessly, he gets incessant flack from his (always new) fiancée, and he’s not quite as adapt at wriggling his way out of things when it comes to a sticky situation. I prefer the (good) Saint films, but this is fun in places.

3 out of 5

* As with many films of this era, apparently, A Date with the Falcon hasn’t been passed by the BBFC since its original release. Nonetheless, it’s available on DVD, rated PG. ^

The Gay Falcon (1941)

2012 #68
Irving Reis | 64 mins | TV | 4:3 | USA / English | PG*

The Gay FalconWorried about the cost of renewing the licence to popular hero the Saint, RKO instead acquired Michael Arlen’s the Falcon and essentially modelled him as a replacement, much to the chagrin of Saint creator Leslie Charteris. And who can blame him? They even cast the star of the Saint, George Sanders. Cheeky.

Charteris had grounds for his complaint, too, because you can definitely see the similarities. The Falcon is an adventurer/detective of sorts, theoretically retired at the film’s open but more than happy to be lured back into the action. He frustrates the police by being better than him (though he’s not as outright on the wrong side of the law), he has a love for the ladies (more on which in a moment), he’s never without a sidekick of some kind, and he does it all with a notional raised eyebrow.

But, for my money, the Falcon isn’t quite as endearing, despite being played by Sanders. The number of times I’ve used “wit” in my Saint reviews suggests I should get a thesaurus, but it’s the best word — the Saint is witty; not jokey or humorous, but witty. The Falcon, while nonetheless somewhat charming, doesn’t exude the same kind of charisma or, indeed, wit. He’s a more obvious womaniser, with much of the film’s humour coming from him trying to juggle multiple dames, without much success at keeping them secret from each other, and his general inability to stop his eye roving for even a moment. On the bright side, it stops him from being as much of a Saint clone as I’d feared.

Try not to notice this is the DVD coverThe story (the only one in the series adapted from a work by Arlen) is a solid mystery about jewellery thieves, which doesn’t seem to have quite the scale of the Saint films. Those were often contained to one city, but they felt somehow grander, like the schemes being foiled were of broad significance; here, it’s basically work for the police. To put it another way, if there was always the sensation that the Saint was an anterior James Bond, you could say the Falcon is more like Sherlock Holmes.

The problem all these hour-long thrillers seem to have is there’s a lack of time to establish a cadre of suspects, meaning the surprise villain is usually the only character who isn’t one of the heroes — heck, sometimes the cast is so small the ‘twist’ is it’s the only hero it couldn’t not have been. The short length might not seem much of an excuse considering plenty of TV drama does a whodunnit every week in 40 minutes, but then this is 70 years old. And besides, they’re not really whodunnits, they’re 70-years-ago’s equivalent of the comedy-action-thriller, and on that level they generally work. Besides, here there is a fairly good last minute twist. There still aren’t many suspects, but considering two-time Saint villainess Wendy Barrie is present, it works well enough.

Not so gay, ehThe Gay Falcon makes for solid enough entertainment, mixing thrills with humour to decent effect. But despite attempts to emulate it, not least with the same leading man and woman, it’s no the Saint — they’ve not injected Gay Laurence with quite the same way with words and the supporting cast lacks a Teal or ‘Pearly’ Gates type to really make it click. Whether future entries stray further from Arlen’s original and more into Saint territory, or not, remains to be seen.

3 out of 5

* Much like many of the Saint films, The Gay Falcon apparently hasn’t been passed by the BBFC since its original release. Nonetheless, it’s available on DVD, rated PG. ^

Rise of the Planet of the Apes (2011)

2012 #74
Rupert Wyatt | 145 mins | Blu-ray | 2.35:1 | USA / English | 12 / PG-13

Rise of the Planet of the ApesPrequels are far from a new concept (there are examples in ancient Greek literature; the OED dates the first use in print to 1958, though I swear I’ve heard mention of it being used even earlier), but in the past ten years or so they really seem to have come to prevalence in the movies. Perhaps we can trace this phenomenon back to The Phantom Menace, which saw massive hype and became the second highest grossing film of all time (it still resides in the top ten, albeit thanks to re-releases). In the years since we’ve seen any number of franchises go the prequel route, or in many cases what one might call a prequel-reboot (where we’re seeing the characters at an earlier point in their timeline, but it’s a reboot-style new ‘universe’). Since the mid ’00s we’ve had Batman Begins, Casino Royale, Hannibal Rising, Underworld: Rise of the Lycans, Star Trek, X-Men: First Class, The Thing, and Prometheus, with The Hobbit trilogy coming soon, not to mention cheapo direct-to-DVD ones for lesser wannabe-franchises.

The obvious one I haven’t mentioned, of course, is Rise of the Planet of the Apes, last year’s prequel / prequel-reboot (there are nods to the 1968 original, though someone involved said it establishes a new continuity) of the perennially popular franchise Tim Burton killed last time they tried to restart it (infamously coining the phrase “re-imagining” in the process). That was ten years ago and, if extras on Rise‘s BD are to be believed, this relaunch came about not because of the usual studio-looking-to-exploit-a-recognisable-IP, but because a writer had a good idea. Perish the thought!

Chimpy cuddleThe screenwriters in question, Rick Jaffa and Amanda Silver (also producers), are due a lot of thanks for the quality of the final product. The story — about the son of a lab-tested chimpanzee, raised at home by a US scientist, who ultimately turns on humanity — was inspired by news stories of pet chimps attacking their owners, plus research into genetic modification. By taking these themes and issues and running with them, Jaffa and Silver have crafted a blockbuster that is both plausible and intelligent — a rare thing these days.

It’s also very well structured, for those that spot such technical things. It knows its own pace — not slow, but doesn’t rush to get to mass-audience-friendly action scenes either — but also, the layering of elements. There are numerous throwaway points that are picked up later; actions that have small significance but then return for bigger effect. None of this is played as over-emphasised “remember this for later” detail, as is often the case. Credit must also go to director Rupert Wyatt for his handling of these points. To put it succinctly, it’s just plain Good Writing.

Thematically it boils down to a man vs nature parable; about how we mistreat it, but also how we think we’re so far above it. Some of these themes may seem obvious, but they’re not overly spelt out — no one stands around bemoaning experimentation on animals, or lamenting man’s hubris in not taking the ape threat seriously enough.

No.As with many prequels, the story itself may seem needless: we know where it ends up, and as various balls are put in play we can see their ultimate destination. But the important thing is that you can’t always see their trajectory, and as someone famous once said, sometimes the pleasure’s in the journey not the destination. Here we become invested in the characters, so we care about what will happen to them in the broader sweep of the Apes story, not to mention the intricacies of how things go from the opening status quo to the conclusion. Plus, with a prequel set so far before the original as this one is, one can always ponder the question of just how far they’ll go in this story (it doesn’t connect up to the start of Planet of the Apes, for instance).

The ape, Caesar, the Andy Serkis character you’ll surely have heard a lot of around the last Oscar race, is definitely the star of the film. As ever with all-CG characters based on an on-set performance, it’s nigh impossible to tell how much is Serkis and how much the undoubtedly talented animators at Weta. It’s even more prevalent for a role without dialogue. Great acting isn’t just about line delivery, obviously, but when you’re hidden beneath the post-production work of an entire team of CGI wizards, it would help. The ‘making of’ material in the special features helps enlighten Serkis’ key contribution some, but also reveals that for some bits other performers played Caesar. It’s no worse than a stunt double, I imagine, but it doesn’t necessarily help the cause of those desiring mo-cap actors get awards recognition. At the end of the day, the precise quality of his performance is a tough call. The film does a magnificent job of investing us in Caesar, making us really care about him, understand him, side with him over the human characters… but how much is that Serkis and how much the animators, the writers, the director?

There are humans in this movie tooThe rest of the cast are adequate but hardly register. James Franco is a solid lead but rarely called on to do much — Caesar is the protagonist, Franco’s human scientist just facilitates that. Frieda Pinto’s role is underwritten. Considering the film barely hits 100 minutes in an era when many blockbusters bloat to 140+, there’s room for her character to get a subplot objecting to the lab treatment of the apes. She’s awfully accepting of Franco’s line of work. As I noted though, perhaps they were trying to avoid being heavy-handed. Overall, John Lithgow is served best, his character slipping in and out of Alzheimer’s as Franco tries to develop a cure. It’s another in a line of recent fine supporting performances from him.

It’s a first Big Movie for Wyatt, having previously directed prison break thriller The Escapist, but he’s certainly up to the task. The dramatic scenes are handled with appropriate understatement, but there’s a flair to grander sequences — a single shot that shows Caesar ageing five years while climbing through trees is very well done, for instance. By contrast, his first three years commit the cardinal sin of screenwriting: a voiceover tells, not shows. But that’s a rare clunky moment. The final-act skirmish ultimately delivers on the customary blockbuster action front, offering a well choreographed and staged battle. This level of effort makes for an extended sequence that is infinitely more engrossing and exciting than any number of quick-cut close-up shakey-cam tussles of recent years.

I noted earlier that this doesn’t connect directly to the start of Planet of the Apes, and instead a sequel is well prepared for. There’s a satisfying climax and resolution to the main story, thankfully, Apes Will Risebut there’s unquestionably still more that could come. There’s the newly intelligent apes, not yet ruling the planet; but also a mid-credit sequence that continues a significant subplot that’s clearly left hanging, closing the movie with a slight Part One-y tang. Still, I believe that if there wasn’t a sequel coming it would function satisfyingly as a standalone film.

But there is a sequel on its way (does that make it a sequel-prequel or a prequel-sequel?), and if this gang of filmmakers can pull off another intelligent sci-fi movie, with a continued broadly-plausible evolution of this story, then it will be one to look forward to.

4 out of 5

Rise of the Planet of the Apes is on Sky Movies Premiere today, for the last time, at 10am and 8pm.

It placed 7th on my list of The Ten Best Films I Saw For the First Time in 2012, which can be read in full here.

August 2012

The name’s Templar — Gay Templar.

No, wait…


A two-note month

This month’s viewing has been dominated by two things: on the one hand, sport — much to my surprise, I got very involved in the Olympics (and, currently, the Paralympics); and on the other, ’40s series B-movies from RKO. After taking in the first two Saint movies last month, I continued through the remaining six, and then straight on to the similar Falcon series, which I’m currently almost halfway through.

It makes for a pretty successful month in terms of my overall goal. Watching twelve features, on top of July’s ten, means that I’ve moved from 16 off last year’s pace (at the end of June) to only four behind. September 2011 was a weak month (just four films), so when I surge on with the Falcon after the sport ends, I should be well on my way.


August’s films

The Saint in London#62 The Saint in London (1939)
#62a Dirty Laundry (2012)
#63 The Saint’s Double Trouble (1940)
#64 The Saint Takes Over (1940)
#65 The Saint in Palm Springs (1941)
#66 The Saint’s Vacation (1941)
The Falcon in Danger#67 The Saint Meets the Tiger (1943)
#68 The Gay Falcon (1941)
#69 A Date with the Falcon (1942)
#70 The Falcon Takes Over (1942)
#71 The Falcon’s Brother (1942)
#72 The Falcon Strikes Back (1943)
#73 The Falcon in Danger (1943)


Next time on the all-new 100 Films in a Year monthly update…

Even more of the Falcon — there’s another seven left yet — but hopefully some other films too!

As I noted, last year’s September was poor, so I could well see myself pushing ahead. #100 in November? Well, let’s not get ahead of ourselves.