Monday, April 29, 2013

Entry 041: "The Beast from 20,000 Fathoms" (1953)





Calling the film "Rhedosaurus" would have been a bit less marketable.
Dear Internet,

                I would like to think that by now you have realized that I enjoy giant monster movies.  In the very least, I have a lot of them on my backlog.  I have gone through King Kong to Godzilla and his foster son.  With "The Beast from 20,000 Fathoms," I am beginning to unravel the backbone of giant monster movies and why they are either enlightening works of fiction or action packed drivel.  Placing them into two categories might be a bit much, especially considering that giant monsters can have a foot in each camp and still stand well enough.  There is also the need for the occasional drivel, for if there was not, nursery rhymes would be shot down as the ranting of bad parenting.  Or am I too late for that?  No matter, today is reserved for a giant lizard bent on New York's destruction, not the child endangerment issues with "Rock-a-bye Baby."

                "Beast" starts out with a nuclear test in the Arctic blowing up tons of ice and splitting glaciers. Two researchers go out to examine the fallout data.  One trips and falls, breaking his leg.  When the other finds him, a giant lizard knocks loose a mountain of ice that buries the injured researcher.  The survivor, Nesbitt, is rushed to a hospital in the States and recuperates.  He tells his story of a massive creature but no one believes him until a few ships are destroyed with similar tales.  The giant lizard, Rhedosaurus, makes its way slowly to New York City, all the while destroying as it goes.  Dr. Elson, a paleontologist decides to use a diving bell to examine the fossil remains of similar creatures but is killed by the monster.  Eventually, the creature makes landfall on Manhattan.  More destruction occurs until the military shows up.  Nesbitt devises a way to exterminate the creature by means of a radioactive isotope.  The beast is killed, and everyone rejoices.  The end.

                I do not want to make it seem like the plot is barebones, but if I were to include the terribly unneeded romantic subplot or the filler for how Nesbitt is able to convince other that the monster is real, I would spend too much on unneeded fluff.  The romance occurs between Nesbitt and Elson's assistant, Lee Hunter.  Their relationship is originally founded by looking deep into each other's eyes, the signal to the audience that these two are meant for each other.  Her presence in the second half of the film is nearly non-existent, only participating in one scene to bring closure to Elson's death and to kiss the hero in another.  On a positive note, it is she that first believes Nesbitt, at least enough to further question him.  The whole thing feels forced, out of place and pushed onto the audience.  The scene where Lee goes to Nesbitt's office sticks in my mind.  The secretary makes sure that when telling Nesbitt that there is a woman to see him to mention that "She's very pretty."  Does the audience not realize this or do we need to be reminded?  Not to mention that the secretary almost forgot that Lee was waiting outside the office.  Maybe that is partly because of how dry the acting is in this film.  

                The acting ranges from laughter that feels so canned that it should be labeled SPAM to actually believable.  The worst offender can easily be the terrible jokes that the scientists make at the beginning of the film regarding Geiger counters and radiation.  It all feels so 1950's public service announcement, especially with a narrator spouting facts like a documentary.  The only one that I felt has any sort of presence on the screen was Jack Pennick as Jacob Bowman, the seaman who gives testimony of the Rhedosaurus.  When we find him, he is bandaged in a hospital.  His panic and pained expression of being thought of as a madman is the only genuine acting in this film.  It really does not help that everyone is playing a stock character at this point.  No one is a full character really; they are just shallow roles.  There is the hero scientist, the female, the military men, the scientist that only believes in proof which leads to his death, and the screaming hordes of people.  They are more singular tropes than well rounded people.

                The monster is well made, and every time it appears on the screen there is actual terror.  People die on the same shot as the monster and buildings topple like sandcastles.  I do not think I need to say anything other than that Ray Harryhausen was in charge of the creature.  For those who do not recognize the name, go look him up and watch some of his movies.  I do not have time to go though all his movies even in brief.  Just remember that his work is well enough made that some CGI still had to play catch up with him until a few years ago.

One of only about 5 scenes worth watching.
                The biggest problem of "Beast" is that it has nothing to say.  The beast is released from atomic testing, not made from it.  Never again does the notion of nuclear tests, power, use, etc. come up again.  Is the film trying to say that we should leave the Arctic alone because it has untold secrets that bombing would destroy?  No, because there is no condemning of the tactic used or the use of the place.  The way that the hero destroys the monster is by using similar radioactive material.  So, nuclear is supposed to be our destroyer and redeemer?  It might be if it did not feel so shoehorned in.  The only reason that they were forced to use the isotope is because the lizard started to spew germs only after it was bleeding.  If the beast was truly a germ bomb waiting to happen, why did it not release some of those bugs when it was breathing, salivating or excreting beforehand?  The movie spends no time in reflecting on what the monster is more than the scientific explanation.  Instead it spends more time on the believability of the first witness and how the truth does not change despite the availability of witness to it.  The monster fills a role of being a terror but falls short of being a metaphor. 

                "The Beast from 20,000 Fathoms" is average.  The only times it was entertaining or thought provoking was when the monster shows up, and even then it is juxtaposed by unmoving acting.  When the police show up to shoot it, they behave like they are taking marksman shots at a shooting range, not being confronted with a four story, multi-ton lizard.  In some way it is the forerunner of Godzilla and other Kaiju films, and for this reason it should be watched.  But that is about as far as it goes.  I spent more time trying not to fall asleep in the middle of the film because it slows down to the point where even a real fight between a shark and octopus was needed to pick it back up.  "Beast" can be watched mainly for the scenes with the Rhedosaurus, but do not watch it for anything else in the film.  You will be disappointed.

Yours in digital,
BeepBoop

Tomorrow is "Akihabara@Deep."

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