Our
story begins at the turn of the last
century down in Mexico, where a broken
down circus barely ekes out a
living touring the small villages along
the Rio Grande. Enter Tuck Kirby (James
Franciscus), a former stuntman for
this one-lung outfit, who now buys acts
for Buffalo Bill's renown Wild West Show.
There to purchase Omar the Wonder Horse, the
derelict show's only real
attraction, whose
act is diving off a high platform into a
blazing pool of water, Tuck runs right
into a brick wall when T.J. Breckenridge
-- the show's owner, Omar's rider, and
Tuck's former flame -- refuses to sell.
Not
one to give up that easily, Tuck keeps
pressing and pushing her buttons. Turns
out there's still the teeniest hint of a
romantic spark between these two, and in
the ensuing battle to fan the flames, and
to see who gets to be on top, T.J. (Gina
Golan) reveals that Omar can't be
sold because he's an integral part of the
show's new main attraction, and then unveils El
Diablo: the World's Tiniest Horse.
Absolutely gob-smacked by the sight of the cat-sized creature,
and taking note of the little horse's
strange cloven hooves, Tuck soon gets an
earful as T.J. can't help but
gloat over her new guaranteed
money-maker. Asked where it came from,
T.J. reveals it was captured by Carlos (Gustavo
Rojo) somewhere in THE FORBIDDEN
VALLEY. Given to T.J. as a sign of
affection, the jealous Carlos is none to
happy about the rekindling romance between
these two former lovebirds and refuses to
divulge anything else. Actually, he can't.
In truth, it was Carlos's brother who
defied the old gypsy curse to avoid THE
FORBIDDEN VALLEY and captured the
animal -- but the curse lived up to its
rep, and he barely made it out of that
profane placewith his prized
captive. Mortally wounded, the last
words he speaks to his brother is a warning,
a warning of just one word: Gwangi...
It's
kind of ironic that it was England's
Hammer Studios that got master movie
animator Ray Harryhausen back in the
dinosaur business. For it was the same
studio's
gothic horror-shows that sounded the
death-knell on the resurgent sci-fi boom
of the 1950's and effectively brought an end
to all those giant monster movies.
(With one notable exception over in
Japan.) But when they hired Harryhausen to
provide the F/X for One
Million Years B.C.,
with the film's resulting box-office success, dinosaurs were suddenly back in
vogue. And that's why after a string of successful
fantasy yarns based on the myths and
legends of old, Harryhausen's long time
creative partner, producer Charles H.
Schneer, decided that their next collaborative
project should also be set in prehistoric
times.
Looking
back to his own past for a suitable
concept to fit the bill, Harryhausen
recalled a certain aborted project by his
one-time mentor, Willis H. O'Brien, called
Gwangi -- a Native American word
for "big lizard." After the
success of King
Kong,
O'Brien dreamed up several more fantastic
F/X driven pieces, including one about a
group of rodeo cowboys who venture into a
hidden valley, where, after discovering that
it's inhabited by dinosaurs, in perhaps the
wildest round-up scene ever conceived,
they try to rope
and capture an Allosaurus.
Unlike his other unrealized project, War
Eagles, Gwangi was well into
the pre-production stage before RKO pulled
the plug over budgetary concerns. But part
of Gwangi still managed to survive,
when
several set-pieces were incorporated into Mighty
Joe Young,
including the team-roping sequence and a
climactic battle between the gorilla
and several lions. And it was while
animating the sequence where the wranglers
attempt to lasso the big ape that O'Brien gave
Harryhausen a copy of the Gwangi
script.
Twenty
years later, Harryhausen unearthed the old
screenplay in his garage, and after
dusting it off, he passed it on to
Schneer, who immediately gave it his
blessing. Entrusting the story to
William Bast for a little tweaking and
fine-tuning, Schneer then went to work
assembling
the cast and crew for the tentatively
titled The Valley Where Time Stood Sill. Harryhausen, meanwhile put pen to
paper, dreaming up several
creature-concepts and some amazing action-sequences for what would eventually turn
out to be the most intensive F/X-driven
project of the animator's career. How did
it turn out? Read on...
Later,
while returning to town, Tuck stumbles
across a Professor Bromley (Laurence
Naismith), a paleontologist, whose
made a startling discovery out in the
desert. Showing Tuck
the fossilized hoof-prints he found of an
extinct Eohippus -- the
great-great-great-grandfather of the
modern horse --
what makes this discovery so alarming is
that imbedded in the rock, right beside
the Eohippus' hoof-print, is a human
footprint! And while Bromley believes this
discovery will rewrite history, Tuck
recognizes the similarity between El
Diablo's cloven hoof and the eohippus'
tracks. Sneaking Bromley a peek at the
little horse, the once skeptical paleontologist is
shocked to find a living fossil; and hoping
to find more specimens, demands to know
where it was found. But when Tuck directs him
to Carlos, the surly no-goodnik still refuses to help.
Undaunted,
the scheming Bromley makes a deal with the
local gypsies to steal the eohippus back and
releases it, with the hope it will lead
him back to THE FORBIDDEN VALLEY.
Though Tuck doesn’t quite catch him in
the act, and immediately heads into the
desert in hot-pursuit, his badly timed
arrival and quick departure is witnessed
by several of T.J.'s hired hands,
including Carlos. And when
El Diablo's pen is found empty, Carlos and
Champ (Richard
Carlson) immediately blame Tuck for
the theft, and, along with T.J. and a few
other cowboys, form a posse and head after
these horse thieves.Eventually, all
the interested parties manage to catch up
with each other in time to follow El
Diablo through the secret entrance into THE
FORBIDDEN VALLEY. Once
inside, however, they find more than they
bargained for as the boxed-in canyon is
littered with living dinosaurs! Almost
immediately, the lassos are out and twirling as
the cowboys try to round up a few more
exhibits for the show, including a
spectacular sequence where Carlos bulldogs
a Pterodactyl and snaps the flying
reptile's neck. And it's while pursuing a
"plucked ostrich" -- actually an
Ornithomimus -- that the group runs smack
into Gwangi: the legendary king of THE
FORBIDDEN VALLEY. And what follows
lives up to the hype as the wildest
round-up in screen history:
Armed
with stage rifles that only fire blanks,
the crew must rely on their rodeo skills
to survive the encounter; and to their
credit, the
Allosaurus is almost trussed up and
captured until a horned Styrachosauraus
rumbles into this rodeo. Managing to chew through the ropes,
then, Gwangi breaks free. And as the two great beasts
engage in mortal combat, this distraction
allows the cowboys to make
a break for the valley entrance. However, Gwangi
quickly kills the other dinosaur and roars after
them; and while the others make it out, Carlos
is overrun and plucked off of his horse and
gruesomely turned into an appetizer! Not satisfied,
in its attempt to get to
the main course, Gwangi tries to
come after them, but the entrance isn’t
quite big enough and he gets stuck; and
when his struggling eventually causes the
cavern to collapses, the dinosaur is
knocked out out
cold.
With
the monster subdued, he's caged-up and hauled back to
civilization as the new main attraction
for T.J.'s show. Well,
you
can probably guess what happens next, but
we’ll tell you anyway ... With a little
help from the gypsies, who considered him
a god, Gwangi breaks loose, runs amok,
munches on a few locals and kills an elephant
(-- and I really think Harryhausen has
something against pachyderms since he
killed
another one in 20
Million Miles to Earth),
but then eventually meets his doom when he
gets trapped in a cathedral and is burned to
death as the building collapses around
him.
The
End
Since
The Valley of Gwangi was backed by Warner Bros. and Seven Arts,
this allowed Harryhausen to work at
Hammer's Shepperton Studios again, the
same place where he completed the F/X work
for One
Million Years B.C. The
picture was originally offered to
Columbia, who normally backed these
Schneer and Harryhausen co-productions,
but was turned down over cost
considerations. Quickly snatched up by the
rival studio's new boss, Eliot Hyman,
everyone hoped that lightning would strike
twice at the box-office. After the
location shooting wrapped up in Spain,
Harryhausen immediately went to work and
it took almost a year to complete the 400
stop-motion cuts for the film -- the
famous roping sequence itself took over
five months to complete, and in his rush
to complete the project explains why
Gwangi appears to change colors throughout
the film because the animator didn't have time to
light each scene properly.
Unfortunately,
by the time the final print was finished,
Warners had gone through another regime
change and The
Valley of Gwangi was lost in the shuffle, and was
eventually banished to the bottom-bill
below the likes of Girl
on a Motorcycle
and The
Seven Golden Men,
where it completely missed its target
audience and quickly disappeared from
circulation -- though
it did play with the another, more
traditional western, The Good Guys and
the Bad Guys, locally. And that's why for the
longest time this was considered
Harryhausen's forgotten film, or at best
least known, and that's too bad because
you're missing one heck of a movie.
As
with most Schneer and Harryhausen films,
one of Gwangi's main perks is that
it doesn't fall into a familiar
B-movie trap. For even though Harryhausen's creatures are the showpieces
and the main reason to watch, their
films are seldom boring in between those
F/X shots as the stories surrounding them are
solid, competently directed, acted and executed
-- although
I understand there were some nasty
creative differences between Schneer and
director James O'Connolly on this one; but
you honestly can't tell by what appears on
screen. And beyond
Harryhausen’s optical stunts, there is
some wonderful live-action stunt work as well.
(Human
and equestrian.) Another big plus in most
of S&H's
collaborations is the music, and here, you
can’t
overlook the impact of Jerome Moross’ spirited
score, which I think ranks right behind
his work for The
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On
top of the box-office failure, one of
Harryhausen's biggest regrets about the
picture was that due to some union
hassles, Willis O'Brien didn't get a
proper credit for his contributions.
O'Brien did eventually oversee the F/X for
the similarly themed The
Beast of Hollow Mountain,
where a spat of cattle-rustling turns out
to be a forked-tongue Allosaurus. And if
you believe the internet rumors, War
Eagles might also soon see the light
of day.
Thanks
to home video and DVD, audiences are
finally getting to see The
Valley of Gwangi.
And I know that most people think the
climactic skeleton battle in Jason
and the Argonauts
is Harryhausen's masterpiece and the
epitome of his craft ... I’m sorry, but I
gotta cast my vote for the team roping of
the Allosaurus in Gwangi.
The combination of six actors, six horses
and six ropes is absolutely amazing to
watch, and one can only boggle when told the man seldom
used tools and did all the movements by
memory!
What
is it about Ray Harryhausen’s films that
compel us to break out the Playdough and
make some dinosaurs of our own? But was
Gwangi a real dinosaur to begin with?
According to the script it was supposed to
be an Allosaurus, but his creator often
claims it was more of a T-Rex, or a
strange combination of both that he often
referred to as a Tyrannosaurus-Al.
Regardless, whatever species it was, watch
and marvel as the animated creature interacts and
pull things away from the live actors and
ponder, like the rest of us, just how in the
hell does he do
that?
The
Valley of Gwangi (1969)
Morningside Productions ::
Warner Brothers/Seven Arts
/ P: Charles H. Schneer /
AP: Ray Harryhausen / D:
James O'Connolly / W:
William Bast / C: Erwin
Hillier / E: Henry
Richardson / M: Jerome
Moross / S: James
Franciscus, Gila Golan,
Richard Carlson, Laurence
Naismith, Gustavo Rojo,
Freda Jackson, Dennis
Kilbane, Mario De Barros,
Curtis Arden
Originally
Posted: 12/22/99
:: Rehashed: 04/24/09
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