Showing posts with label Aubrey Schenck. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Aubrey Schenck. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Ambush Bay* (1966)

1966 – Ambush Bay (Courageous Films/United Artists)

[Released in West Germany and Austria as “Verrat In Der Bucht”, in Spain as “Emboscada En La Bahía”, in France as “La Baie Du Guet-Apens”, in Italy as “Marines: Sangue e Gloria”, and in Finland as “Väijytysten Lahti”]

Director Ron Winston Writers Marve Feinberg, Ib Melchior Producer Hal Klein Executive Producer Aubrey Schenck Cinematography Emmanuel I. Rojas Music Richard LaSalle Editor John F. Schreyer Makeup Artist Charles Blackman Production Manager Vicente Nayve Assistant Director E. Read Killgore Sound Effects Editor Del Harris Sound Mixer Burdick S. Trask Special Effects Charles Schulthies Head Grip Bud Gaunt Music Editor Edna Bullock Score Mixer Dan Wallin Technical Advisor Lt. Col. Clement J. Sadler USMC

Cast Hugh O'Brian (1st Sgt. Steve Corey), Mickey Rooney (Gunnery Sgt. Ernest Wartell), James Mitchum (Pfc. James Grenier), Peter Masterson (Platoon Sgt. William Maccone), Harry Lauter (Cpl. Alvin Ross), Gregg Amsterdam (Cpl. Stanley Parrish), Jim Anauo (Pfc. Henry Reynolds), Tony Smith (Pvt. George George), Clem Stadler (Capt. Alonzo Davis), Amado Abello (Manuel Amado), Juris Sulit (Midori), Max Quismundo (Max), Bruno Punzalan (Ramon), Tisa Chang (Miyazaki), Buff Fernandez (Lt. Tokuzo), Joaquin Fajardo (Capt. Koyamatsu), Limbo Lagdameo (Japanese man), Nonong Arceo (Japanese soldier)

Ben Cressy’s review from his Sgt Slaughter Goes To War website:

“Ambush Bay” is the poster-child of how to make a World War II film based solely on clichés. This said, the result is a very entertaining but always paper-thin look at espionage in the Pacific Theater.

Four days before General MacArthur’s invasion fleet is slated to return to the Philippines, a squad of Marines is dropped on Mindanao with a risky assignment: penetrate enemy-held territory and contact a spy named Miyazaki who operates out of a heavily-guarded Japanese rest camp. They spy has information vital to MacArthur’s intelligence department. The Marines are all experts in the field of killing, except for Pfc. Grenier (Jim Mitchum, “Leathernecks”), a PBY radio man who was assigned to the team at the last minute when the original radio operator got sick. Grenier doesn’t hit it off with the veterans, especially the macho Sgt. Corey (Hugh O’Brian, “In Harm’s Way”) who winds up in charge of the mission when the Captain (Clem Stadler) becomes a casualty.

The piece is cliché-ridden from start to finish – in what movie have we not seen the characters, setting or mission before? Ron Winston handles every bit of this nonsense seriously – so seriously, in fact, that despite the flaws, it’s very easy to enjoy this movie, even in a tongue-in-cheek sort of way. O’Brian gives a passionate performance, even if his character is anything but original and personal. His Sergeant is virtually a superhero, as Sgt. Wartell (Mickey Rooney!) reveals to Grenier by describing a series of Corey’s early battle exploits on Guadalcanal and Tarawa. Rooney looks to be thoroughly enjoying himself as he scales cliffs and mows down Japanese infantry by the dozen, although he looks way too old and simultaneously boyish to be a believable career marine.

Although he gets third billing, Mitchum’s is the most developed and believable character. He’s a person any viewer can relate to: thrown into a situation beyond his control, Grenier is forced to adapt to ever-changing conditions – and fast – because his life may depend on it. He wants to do his job well, but doesn’t have any natural talent, and therefore his peers look down on him with utter contempt. His performance never strikes a false note, and he even gets to lapse into some voice-overs to keep things fresh.

The on-location photography is stunning from beginning to end. Had this film not been shot in the Philippines, any credibility would have been totally lost. The exteriors are appropriately lush and beautiful. Winston and cinematographer Emmanuel L. Rojas don’t just take us into the steamy jungles; we get to venture into rice patties, across streams and down rushing, crystal clear blue rivers. I absolutely hate it when producers try to make ridiculous locations like North American forests (“The Green Berets”) or rocky plains of Spain (“The Thin Red Line”) pass for Asian or South Pacific jungles. The technique just doesn’t work. Kudos to Winston for choosing to shoot this film in the actual locations it is said to have occurred at.

Although the movie runs nearly 2 hours, the time flies by. The pace is kept fluid in two ways. The characters are constantly on the go. The only reason they stop is rest, and we’re treated to discussion revealing something of their character. For example, we don’t get to know Corey as a person until late in the film when he develops a relationship with Tisa Chang’s character. When the men aren’t hiking or resting, they’re engaged in some sort of combat with the enemy – patrols, tanks and indigenous cannibals constantly hamper their progress. Winston doesn’t dwell on the supporting cast at all: most of them are non-essential characters that he kills off in a few early encounters with the enemy. We constantly ask ourselves “Who is going to get killed next?” This curiosity keeps us engaged right up until the climactic battle inside a fortified Japanese radio installation.

All of that said, it’s necessary to point out several technical flaws which make the proceedings difficult to take seriously. The members of the squad are introduced as crack masters in the art of warfare, but by the half-way point, almost all of them have been killed by your average Japanese draftee - and usually for stupid reasons. The special effects are very below par, even for a low-budget film from 1966. One encounter with a Japanese tank is packed with some most ridiculous elements – including two of the least believable explosions ever caught on film. (It’s also impossible to overlook the fact that later on in the film, Corey, Grenier and Miyazaki take a breather at the exact same outdoor location that the Marines were engaged in a firefight near the beginning of the movie). The rubbery, funky camouflage uniforms and ridiculous baseball-style caps look like something a Green Beret or Navy SEAL might have worn in the 1960s, but are totally out of place in a World War II movie. Wartell’s encounter with a Japanese patrol involving “Baked potatoes” has got to be one of the corniest “stupid typical bad guy” scenes ever. And, finally, when the movie reaches its climax – first of all, how lucky can our heroes get? The way they manage to break into the Japanese fortress is unbelievable, and the amount of bullets Corey takes while blasting at hordes of enemy troops with a machine gun is ludicrous.

Perhaps it’s the unbelievable, overstated corny parts of “Ambush Bay” that make it such an entertaining film; or maybe it’s more serious, sincere performances of Mitchum and O’Brian that make it stand out from the deluge of “jungle patrol” stories out there. Whatever the reason, it’s thoroughly enjoyable has been a perennial favorite of mine since the days of the now-forgotten TNT Memorial Day Marathons. Now that it’s available on DVD, a whole new audience may have opened up.

Mark R. Hasan’s review from the KQEK website:

Executive producer Aubrey Schenck seems to have dusted off the plot of his shorter (and superior) 1954 WWII war flick, "Beachhead," with some tweaking by writers Marve Feinberg, and Ib Melchior (best known for the sci-fi classics "Angry Red Planet," "Robin Crusoe on Mars," and "Planet of the Vampires"). Add veteran TV director Ron Winston and gorgeous Phillippine locations to the stew, and you have a watchable B-movie that manages to entertain in spite of an unnecessarily protracted final act.

Winston's forays into feature films were limited to a tight quartet - of which " Ambush Bay " was his debut - but the prolific TV director had already handled diverse material in shows like "East Side, West Side " and zippy action vignettes in the cult classic series "The Man from U.N.C.L.E." "Ambush" moves well, and in spite of some seriously inconsistent day-for-night photography, the scenes are well integrated with the jungle locales.

MGM's transfer is taken from a very crisp print, and the original mono mix is fairly standard, showcasing the orchestral score by legendary hack composer Richard LaSalles (shamefully imitating music from "Bridge on the River Kwai," and "Mutiny on the Bounty").

Producer Schenck boosted the film's marquee value by adding Hugh O'Brien from the popular Fifties series "The Life and Legend of Wyatt Earp," former child-star Mickey Rooney, and James (son of Robert) Mitchum. Neither three have much to work with, but play their familiar archetypes well. Director Winston got better material the following year with "Banning," and directed episodes of "McMillan and Wife" before his death in 1973.

Dennis Schwartz’s review from Ozus’ World Movie Reviews website:

Veteran TV director Ron Winston ("The Gamblers"), in his feature film debut, helms this action-packed but thin WWII drama. It's written by Marve Feinberg and Ib Melchior in a no-nonsense taut way, following along the lines of the 1954 Beachhead (but not as good!). It tells of a special reconnaissance unit of nine U.S. marines in October of 1944 who are on a secret mission in the Philippines (filmed on location in the Philippines) in which they have 96 hours to locate a Japanese-American girl, Miyazaki (Tisa Chang), who has information for General MacArthur's planned invasion of the Japanese-occupied island.

When their leader Capt. Alonzo Davis (Clem Stadler, Lt. Colonel military adviser for pic) is killed, the hard-nosed Sergeant Corey (Hugh O’Brian, a former drill instructor in the marines) takes command. The patrol must fight their way through the jungle and only a handful survive when they reach their destination and rescue Miyazaki from enemy captivity. She tells them the enemy has learned of MacArthur's planned invasion route and have mined the bay he will use. The patrol's radio has been destroyed, so they can't communicate this valuable intelligence.

Sergeant Wartel (Mickey Rooney) plays the hero and stays behind to keep the enemy occupied, at the cost of his own life, as Corey and Pfc. Grenier (Jim Mitchum, Bob's son), set out with Miyazaki to detonate the mines. Miyazaki will sacrifice her life to save her rescuers and though Grenier, the only inexperienced member of the marine patrol, is the sole survivor, the mission is deemed a success. It ends with the MacArthur radio broadcast: "People of the Philippines, I have returned."

It's entertaining, especially for those action freaks and those not minding propaganda films about how war is a chance to prove one's manhood.










Thursday, May 7, 2009

Impasse (1969)

1969 - Impasse (Aubrey Schenck Productions/United Artists)

[Released in Italy as “Il Trafficante Di Manila”]

Director Richard Benedict Writer John C. Higgins Producer Hal Klein Executive Producer Aubrey Schenck Music Philip Springer Cinematographer Mars B. Rasca Musical Director Philip Springer Editor John F. Schreyer Hair Stylist Cecilia Abelardo Makeup Artist Totoy Villamin Production Manager Vicente Nayve Assistant Director Donald Verk Sound Recordist Ben Winkler Stunts Bill Catching Chief Electrician Hermo Santos Assistant Editor Linda Schlesinger Conductor Philip Springer Script Supervisor Stuart Lippman Score Mixer Dan Wallin

Cast Burt Reynolds (Pat Morrison), Anne Francis (Bobby Jones), Lyle Bettger (Hansen), Rodolfo Acosta (Draco), Jeff Corey (Wombat), Clarke Gordon (Trev Jones), Miko Mayama (Mariko), Joanne Dalsass (Penny), Vic Diaz (Jesus), Dely Atay-Atayan (Pear Blossom), Bruno Punzalan (Nakajima), Lily Campillos (Maria Bonita), Shirley Gorospe (Sherry), Bessie Barredo (Kiling), Robert Yang ( Interne), Eddie Nicart (Kuli), [uncredited] Richard Benedict (Ugly American Bartender)

Howard Thompson’s review from the New York Times 08/05/69

"IMPASSE" is a good one that may get away all too soon. This United Artists release, still another suspense-adventure about a gold holdup, was stuck at the bottom of a double bill yesterday only at the New Amsterdam Theater, instead of gracing local houses. Although the picture loses momentum toward the end, it has plenty going for it.

For one thing, there is the freshness of the locale in and around Manila, bright and beguiling in fine color. There is a good cast, headed by Burt Reynolds and Anne Francis. Furthermore, the caper, for once, is not offered as the crime of the century—just a cunning plan by four Army veterans to extract a gold cache hidden years before from the advancing Japanese. The robbers' target is Corregidor Rock.

The movie has only two shortcomings: during 25 years why hadn't the Army done some extracting of its own? Furthermore, with the prize in their very clutches, the men behave like bickering amateurs. Otherwise, the picture is nifty.

The opening is as puzzling as it is intriguing, as the four veterans converge on Manila and scour the town for the abducted, broken-down Army officer who holds the key to their plan. Add to the dialogue the zip and verve of the tempo, under Richard Benedict's direction, and the blunt conviction of the characters in the lean, well-meshed script by John C. Higgins.

As the tough organizer, Mr. Reynolds is most persuasive. Almost as good are Miss Francis, as a tennis champ, and Clarke Gordon, as her father with keenly retentive memories of Corregidor. Vic Diaz, Rodolfo Acosta and Lyle Bettger ably round out the quartet of younger soldiers who retrace the ex-officer's mental blueprint.

The climax is striking, as the men stealthily zero in on Corregidor's guarded Malinta Hill, past the ghostly hulks of the fortress and barracks, and into the tunneled labyrinths of the vast rock.

From Time Out Film Guide

The sort of film that now probably sorely embarrasses Burt Reynolds, a tedious action-man adventure that has him searching for a cache of gold in the Philippines, stashed away by five soldiers (using a complicated system of safeguards) during World War II. Screenwriter John C Higgins was once under contract to MGM's B unit, bringing him assignments like Zinnemann's Kid Glove Killer and Anthony Mann's Border Incident; but by this time he'd gone through Untamed Youth towards the ultimate dross of Daughters of Satan, also made on the cheap in the Philippines.