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Director: James K.
Shea
Starring: James Whitworth,
Pamela Bottaro, Louie Lawless, Harvey Shain
Screenplay: Ralph Lucas
Music: Kelly Lammers,
John O'Verlin
Tagline: Trapped in
a nightmare world of prehistoric monsters.
Country: USA |
I love dinosaurs. My earliest memories all involve
dinosaurs in one way or another. When I was young,
I could sit through all kinds of terrible movies
just for a glimpse of a dinosaur. Even if it was
only for a minute fraction of the film's running
time, the whole cinematic experience - be it good
or (more often) bad – was completely justified
by the appearance of a single prehistoric beast.
Of course, I'm a bit older now and my tastes
in films have developed substantially. I still love
a good old fashioned dinosaur flick, but I now know
the difference between a good film and a bad film,
and Planet of Dinosaurs is indeed,
a very bad film.
I'd been dying to see this film ever since
I was really little, and I'd never been
able to find it anywhere. Some people may remember
this – back in the Eighties, there was a
television special called Dinosaur! which, hosted by Christopher Reeve, talked generally
about dinosaurs, but had a large number of clips
from various dinosaur classics such as One
Million Years B.C., The Valley
of Gwangi, When Dinosaurs Ruled
the Earth and King Kong (to name just a few). There was also a slew of
fantastic stop motion sequences (courtesy of stop
motion and effects guru Phil Tippet) that have
been reused here and there for other documentaries
(prior to the advent of CGI technology). However,
having seen most of the films that were featured
in the special, there were a number of fantastic
stop motion sequences that I didn't recognise,
but loved nonetheless. It took me around sixteen
years to find out what this film was called, and
just the other day, I finally had Planet
of Dinosaurs in my grubby little dinosaur-loving
mitts.
Now, if you're not a dinosaur fan, you
have absolutely no reason to watch this film.
It's awful. Really, really awful. Made somewhat
surprisingly in 1979, Planet of Dinosaurs sees a group of tracksuit clad astronauts escaping
the imminent destruction of their starcruiser
thanks to a runaway reactor – whatever that
means. You're immediately treated to possibly
the most spectacularly crap opening sequence that
pretty much sets the standard for acting and technical
proficiency for the rest of the film. Anyway,
seven of them get away in an escape pod before
the ship blows and end up crash landing on an
uncharted planet, which just so happens to be
inhabited by dinosaurs, and as their ship sinks
into the swamp they crashed into, the crew soon
find themselves stranded with no way to communicate
off the planet and hunted by a Tyrannosaurus Rex.
As the film progresses you begin to realise how
futile their efforts to escape actually are, and
ultimately, how pointless this film really is.
As soon as the actors open their mouths, you
know that you're watching a movie with a
haggard script. The general mis-en-scene is flat
out atrocious and the acting is amateurish at
best. The only cast member to really do anything
vaguely recognisable outside of this film is James
Whitworth, the mutinous survivalist who also played
Jupiter in The Hills Have Eyes parts 1 and 2. Everyone else just seems to meander
through with their generic characters in their
rather comfortable looking tracksuits from the
future and it becomes another hilarious game of
"Who Dies Next?" The entire male portion
of the cast is probably the most formidable collective
of stale acting you'll ever lay eyes on
(except for one guy, who plays it up so much he
looks like a complete jackass), and it's
even harder to take them seriously when they all
have hilarious 'porno' moustaches
and sideburns and wear space suits rivalled only
by the Robinson family in terms of fashion sensibility
and practicality. At least the women try –
especially Mary Appleseth, who plays Cindy, the
comms officer. She tries really, really hard –
so hard in fact it looks as though she's
passing a stone with every line. She's also
the only member of the female cast to wear a bikini
under her space-tracksuit… they must have
had Jacuzzi's or something on their cruiser…
As much effort seems to have gone into the camera
work and lighting as the acting. It may have just
been the budget DVD transfer, but there are portions
of this film that are almost visually unwatchable
(thankfully, none involving dinosaurs). They're
so poorly lit or exposed that all you can see
is a mass of black and blue and a couple of blurry
shapes ambling about on screen. The only way to
tell what's going on is by listening to
the dialogue – if there is any. This could
come down to being a fault of the DVD transfer,
or the print it was sourced from, as I'm
sure the clarity in the Dinosaur! documentary was light years ahead of this. Every
shot is a static shot, so there are no neat little
tricks with the camera here, and some of the shots
go on way longer than necessary. Some are even
repeated a few times over, especially in chase
or travel sequences.
On top of all this bumbling hilarity of a film
is one of the most bizarrely inappropriate soundtracks
you are ever likely to hear. The whole time, I
was picturing some New Wave, experimental, German
synth guru wearing big sunglasses, surrounded
by keyboards and gigantic Apple computers, randomly
tapping keys to create the most bizarre cacophony
of noise he could, then loudly proclaiming it
to be his finest work. The sound that accompanies
the laser beams is equally hilarious.
Still, in spite of all of this, chances are the
only reason you've bought a film called Planet of Dinosaurs is to see
some dinosaurs. In fact, if you have bought this
film, or are planning on doing so, you have a
care factor of zilch when it comes to anything
but the dinosaurs, and thankfully, this is where Planet of Dinosaurs truly delivers
the goods. The stop motion in this film is pretty
damn good. No scratch that – it's
really damn good. It's not Harryhausen for
sure, but for a no-budget film almost completely
devoid of talent anywhere else, the dinosaur effects
are surprisingly awesome. The only sad part is,
much like any other stop motion dinosaur flick,
the actual dinosaur sequences are far between,
though not as few as others have been in the past.
It's obvious that the people who made this
film realised that people want to see dinosaurs
when they come to these films, so they appear
a bit more frequently than in films like Gwangi and One Million Years B.C., even
if they don't serve any purpose other than
to be seen. The Tyrannosaurus Rex pretty much
owns this film and dominates everything it comes
up against, and it's one of those forces
of nature that you really wish would come out
on top in the end. There's a hilarious sequence
where the jackass I mentioned earlier disturbs
the eggs of a Styracosaurus, and finds himself
chased across a plateau. He tries shooting it
with the laser, only to discover it has no effect
on the beast and winds up being gored and dropped
over the edge of a canyon. The editing that follows
is a comedic goldmine!
I'll be honest in saying I was genuinely
surprised by just how many dinosaurs were present
in this film, and quickly realised where the budget
for this film had gone. The choices of dinosaurs
was also a little surprising, but each made for
something cool to look at, as they were (for the
most part at least – the close up shots
of the Tyrannosaurus Rex opening it's maw
weren't exactly crash hot) really well done
and thankfully don't become victims of the
terrible print. One little bit of trivia too,
the lizard-like dinosaur the Tyrannosaur head
chomps is actually the creature used in Beast
from 20,000 Fathoms. |