Shakes on a plane… Murder on Flight 502 (1975) Take 2

 

Apparently this was the tenth most highly-rated screening on American TVs from November 17–23 in 1975 and you can well understand why it failed to fly higher although neither did it really dive-bomb… Nowadays it’s almost impossible to watch this film without thinking about other films with Robert Stack in them, as the pilot of a 747 passenger jet and – I swear – playing the role in exactly the same way as he does in Airplane! (1980). People talk about Leslie Nielsen’s way with comedy but Mr Stack had the chops too… or should that be “chocks”? 

This ABC TV Movie of the Week was a Spelling-Goldberg Production and, like so many from that era, I probably experienced it at the time as a young teen watching with my family. It has that familiarity not just because of the sequence of now cliched events and dialogue but also because the pattern of the narrative is perhaps dimly remembered or at least predictable for those of us who lived through the seventies. 

If the venue of choice for classic murder mysteries was the old dark house or English country house then by this stage the giant planes that represented the perfecting of the global travel boom were now the ideal setting: people already nervous of long haul flying could find that extra frisson of fear from the prospect of deadly dealings in First Class… I mean, what could be more disturbing to have the people you had to trust the most be potentially your killer?

So much drama in such a confined space...

Written by David P. Harmon possibly after a sweaty and very brief elevator pitch with Aaron Spelling the film is efficiently directed by George McCowan who had recently finished the third and final iteration of the Magnificent Seven Extended Universe. It’s a moderately tense affair that, in the manner of these things, creates a lot of room for the impressive array of stellar talent to interact and create characters in whom we are invested even if the idea of Sonny Bono chatting up your 15-year-old daughter is a bit “of its time”. 

If you are going to watch this film, and it is in fairly good condition on YouTube, I would recommend watching it with friends or family as it is the kind of artefact that will spark debate amongst young and old…

It begins on a flight from Newark Airport to London – back in the days of the Special Relationship – with a prank from lovable former Partridge Family irritant, Danny Bonaduce as spoilt brat Millard Kensington, who leaves a suspicious package back in the passenger lounge which causes alarm but soon he is chided for his larking by Captain Larkin (Robert Stack) who all but ruffles his hair and =asks him if he’s ever seen wrestling… But, this false alarm is soon followed by genuine concern after Safety official Robert Davenport (George Maharis) receives a letter saying that there is to be a series of murders on the plane.

Walter Pidgeon,Theodore Bikel, Molly Picon and Danny Bonaduce

Whilst Davenport immediately begins a forensic examination of the backgrounds of his passengers, telling his assistant to put their names in alphabetical order – not mean task in the days before Excel and booking software, and a signal that they will be taking every possible measure to find the oddball with a reason to kill. Oddly, for a plane capable of holding 350 passengers, we are limited to the relatively small first class area and the 747’s legendary upstairs bar which seems sadly unoccupied. 

Over the next hour or so a series of nailed on possibles present themselves: the frankly foreign Otto Gruenwaldt (Theodore Bikel) who holds an unfair grudge against Dr. Kenyon Walker (the legendary Ralph Bellamy who worked with both Jean Harlow and Julia Roberts – that is quite some career!) who he blames for his wife’s death. Otto has a cardiac arrest and Captain Larkin must trust him to not kill his potential murderer… 

Then there is the aforementioned pop star Jack Marshall (Sonny Bono) who is being blamed by a couple Ray (Dane Clark) and Claire Garwood (Laraine Day) for the drug death of their daughter. Ray looks fit to burst but is this another high-altitude red herring? Then there’s the shifty Paul Barons (Fernando Lamas) who is engaged in a discussion with his neighbour, Dorothy Saunders (Polly Bergen) a rather tipsy but observant crime novelist who is either trying to woo him or investigate him.

Hugh O'Brian and Farrah Fawcett

There’s more Hollywood royalty as Walter Pidgeon’s Charlie Parkins befriends his seat-mate Molly Picon as Ida Goldman whose career goes even further back than Bellamy’s, her first film being in the silent era in the Austrian film, Lock up Your Daughters (1922) with future Hitchcock blond Anny Ondra (star of Blackmail, the first British talkie). I genuinely love watching them work and they bring out the darker edges and wisdom required for this context.

Thank goodness there’s a policeman on board, as soon the murders do begin and Detective Myerson (Hugh O'Brian, as typecast as Stack…) has to begin the investigation as a false priest is found life-less in the dumb waiter. There’s more to follow and the tension builds as even an air stewardess, Vera Franklin (Brooke Adams) is murdered? What and who is connecting this all together and will anyone make it alive to Heathrow??

Sonny Bono and Elizabeth Stack

Dusty Verdict: Of course Murder on Flight 502 is absolutely worth watching if you’re in the mood. My daughter enjoyed its serious silliness and she wasn’t born until the Jumbo Jets were all but retired from service. But it’s still a fun family experience with a storied cast and a plot that could easily work in a country house, a remote island or even a quiet village in Midsomer.

We also have a Stack family outing with his wife Rosemarie and daughter Elizabeth as Marilyn Stonehurst the teenager being chatted up by Sonny Bono’s musical letch. Then there’s an early Farrah Fawcett as Karen White, a resourceful stewardess who gives an eye-catching performance with the teeth and hair that would establish her as one of the Seventies’ sexual super-powers. She could act and went on to show it more after the Angel years with Emmys to prove it!

Not an essential film but a warm hug of nostalgia from a time when shakes on a plane were less frequent… and not just in Boeing’s case.

Guilty pressure… Saturn 3 (1980)

The great film critic, Roger Ebert really hated this film and just felt it was dumb, citing as evidence the scene in which the two main characters, on the run from a psychotic robot, break a hole in the floor of their space station so that it will fall into the hyper-cold waters below. Surely the air pressure would render such action suicidal mused Ebert and, thinking about it, he was probably right unless the station formed an air-tight seal over the cavern…?

There is so much pressure to not like this film but you know I always like to find something even in the most lost of causes…

Saturn 3 was, improbably, directed by Stanley Donen who also directed Singing in the Rain… it has a script from Martin Amis (who later based his 80’s masterpiece Money on the experience) and features Harvey Keitel dubbed with an mid-Atlantic English accent (courtesy of Roy Dotrice)… in truth it’s a bit of a muddle but not one that isn’t fun to watch.

Kirk Douglas

Kirk Douglas is in it for a start and, even at the age of 64, he’s a believable action hero – even a leading man. I think his performance is full of warmth and wit overcoming the obstacles this compromised production placed in front of him. Harvey Keitel also puts in a string performance, with lots of dark moody looks and method intensity although he is majorly under-minded by the decision to dub his lines: what on earth was wrong with his accent?!

Farrah Fawcett

Now, Farrah Fawcett is easily the least able of the three leads but she puts in a decent enough stint and is also exceptionally good looking to the point at which you sometimes forget to watch her acting. (In fairness it should be remembered that Ms Fawcett was later nominated for four Emmys for her dramatic work on The Burning Bed, Extremities and others…).

Against all this is a robot with a tiny head…

The big spaceship arrives...

Saturn 3 was based on a story by John Barry, the production designer who devised the visuals for George Lucas’ Star Wars and Richard Donner’s Superman, who hoped to make his directorial debut with the film. Various production chops and changes resulted in Donen directing and initially he was so disappointed in the end result that he asked for his name to be taken off the credits…

The film opens with an attempt at space operatics as a laughably giant spaceship hoves into view in orbit around Saturn. On board there is an unseemly rush to launch a probe, shadowy figures emerge in a large hanger - echoing the emergence of the aliens in Close Encounters – whilst the call goes out for the probe’s Captain Harding (voiced by UFO’s Ed Bishop!); you’d expect things to be better organised.

The Captain is late for take-off!

As Harding is getting dressed in his spacesuit he encounters Benson (Keitel) a man who just failed to make the grade for this mission – being judged unstable. He soon demonstrates how “unstable” as he opens the airlock and Harding is swept out to his doom. Benson makes the take off in time and heads down to Saturn’s third moon – which could be Atlas, an outer ring “shepherd” – where, for some reason, there is a base working on the production of hydroponic food for an Earth choked by pollution and, drug-dependent, over-population.

The base is run by Major Adam (Douglas) and his partner Alex (Fawcett) who, along with their dog Sally, have been alone for three years – Alex has never been to Earth whilst the much older Adam has spent time there.

Harvey Keitel keeps schtum...

They welcome Benson who proves somewhat socially maladjusted, not interested in small talk but clearly impressed with Alex… He has a canister with him that is later found to contain artificially grown brain tissue: it is to be used in the construction of a robot designed to improve efficiency on the base.

Whilst Adam and Alex continue with their daily routines, exercising, taking communal showers and generally living in relaxed inter-planetary idyll, Benson constructs his robot. You wonder why the couple are not more concerned with his strangeness: he’s clearly loopy.

But, they find out soon enough, as the robot is completed and named Hector… at first the mechanoid appears harmless as Adam easily defeats it at chess and it shows its control in extracting s shard of rock from Alex’s eye – in a genuinely unsettling moment.

Hector's steady hand comes to the rescue... this time...

But, as Benson begins to inject Hector with his own consciousness, it takes on his psychotic elements. Sally is killed and Hector attacks Alex only to release her on her command… but the respite is not for long and the robot attacks all three of the humans who only just manage to bring it to ground – Douglas still making his heroic moves with style!

Hector is disassembled and left in pieces in the lab and, as Adam and Alex work on what to do with the bonkers Benson he arrives in their quarters and tries to wrest Alex away from her older lover. Adam easily bests the younger man and has to be restrained by Alex from finishing him off.

Whilst the humans argue, Hector re-assembles and sets off in pursuit of his “instinctive” revenge. With Benson’s “brain” he is set to fulfil his prime directive in the bloodiest and most barbaric way… will anyone get off the planetoid alive?!

Alex is menaced by Hector

Dusty verdict: The endgame is played out in convincing fashion although, as monsters go, Hector is no match for Ridley Scott’s Alien or Kubrick’s Hal.

It’s entertaining in an undemanding way but full of the aforementioned holes: neither science fiction in the detailed way of 2001 (Arthur C Clarke was rather more of a scientist than Barry or Amis…) or Alien and not science fantasy like the grown-up version of Star Wars the producers maybe wanted.

Hector's tiny head

Much was made of Ms Fawcett’s revealing costumes in the film’s publicity and it does feel as if she is an adornment as much as an active participant in the story. That said there’s a slight spark between her and Douglas and she looks so vulnerable next to the rapacious stare of Mr Keitel… such a shame he was robbed of his voice!

The angelic adornment...

The music by Elmer Bernstein is suitably space operatic and lifts some of the grander visuals even when the interior scenes resemble a low-budget TV series.

Saturn 3 is available on DVD from all the familiar places… but I may keep my VHS for a very rainy day…

Lou takes full responsibility...

Mid-life crisis… Logan's Run (1976)

 

This is one of those films that my generation remembers very fondly from teenage viewing… solid sci-fi scenario, dystopian glamour, futuristic gadgetry, a space-age city and Jenny Agutter wild-swimming yet again. It’s part of the same strain of edgy speculative fiction as Planet of the Apes with traces of the more optimistic Star Trek and Space 1999. The future’s not what it used to be and does this film survive the tests of time as well as, say 2001 or Solaris (the first one)?

In the City

The story was based on the novel by William F. Nolan and George Clayton Johnson (who also wrote for Star Trek…) and it’s interesting to compare with how well the contemporaneous tales of Philip K Dick have endured as sources for modern films from Blade Runner onwards – the ideas don’t date but visual interpretations inevitably do. Nolan and Johnson’s contention was that the Earth would over-populate and run out of resources and in Logan’s world, the governing computer intelligence ensures that human life must be extinguished at 30 in order for the species to continue based on available resources. Birth and death are strictly controlled with humanity little more than deluded and over-indulged prisoners…. Plus ca change eh?

Richard Jordan and Michael York

Life crystals implanted on citizens’ hands from birth, indicate the proximity to the cut-off point at which everyone has to submit to the process of “Carrousel” a mass spectacle in which everyone has the chance to be “renewed” and to start life afresh… or do they (there has to be a dark secret… there’s always a dark secret…)?

Carrousel

Michael York plays Logan 5 who is a sandman, one of the policemen who help regulate life in the city. His job is to prevent “runners” escaping their death-date and it’s a role he relishes; toying with the desperate escapees along with his best mate Francis 7 (a high-intensity Richard Jordan). Their unquestioning slaughter reflects a society divorced from moral free will – everything is accepted and whilst no one grows old they seem to be stuck in childhood.

I have what he's having etc...

But, not everyone…  Logan finds an Ankh on the body of one runner and is finds another being worn by one Jessica 6 (Jenny Agutter) who gets teleported into his room as part of some kind of dial-a-date home shopping service with a difference… Before he can get to unwrap his present she has second thoughts – is it because he’s a sandman and is far too curious about the symbol?

He seeks answers from the central computer which identifies the symbol and its connection to an underground movement attempting to help 30-somethings escape the city to a place called Sanctuary. As Logan sits wide-eyed the system tells him he must find Sanctuary and pretend to be a runner. .. he has no choice especially once his life crystal is run down moving him from 26 to 30…

He seeks out Jessica and after convincing her that he’s serious about running gets put in touch with the group, who immediately plan to kill him. Escaping beyond the City to – oddly familiar - labyrinthine tunnels (multiple seventies sci-fi escape routes…) they are confronted by a group of feral children… the truth is indeed out there. Logan lets a runner continue her escape to Sanctuary but Francis has followed and kills her…

The kids are not alright

Logan and Jessica return to the city to meet with a plastic surgeon (Michael Anderson Jr.) who is helping runners by changing their faces with his rather dangerous looking automated surgery…  He has a rather striking assistant Holly 13 (Farrah Fawcett) who smiles reassuringly in a way that suggests that, yes, there really is something to worry about… The Doctor gets a message from the underground movement and sets his machine to slice Logan to death but the table – literally – is turned and Logan escapes with Jessica… Francis not far behind.

Farrah Fawcett

Finally convincing Jessica’s friends that he’s the real deal, Logan runs away from the city, Jessica in tow, as the sandmen arrive to slaughter those left behind… the chase for the truth is on.

As the couple run deeper the temperature changes and they arrive sodden after a close encounter with Francis in an icy cave where they meet a strange robot, Box (Roscoe Lee Browne) who seems very eager to help them. Box is a congenial robot but he hides a most disturbing secret as Logan and Jessica discover wandering down a corridor containing the frozen bodies of dozens of runners. Another example of technology gone bad: a zoo-keeping mechanoid who ends up putting his intended customers on ice…

Bad robot

Logan and Jessica destroy Box and escape through the tunnels finally running to a stop high up a cliff-face looking out on the sun-drenched ruins of Earth. Away from artificial light for the first time in their lives they explore this disorganised and threatening new environment.

After a quick dip to show off Jenny’s elegant front crawl (see Walkabout for further evidence…) they set off in search of Sanctuary and find Washington or at least what’s left of it. Like rather less angry versions of Charlton Heston, they finally work out their world through exposure to the remains of our past glory.

Jenny in the water, again

The American capital is in ruins; overgrown and inhabited by hundreds of cats and, startlingly, a single old man (Peter Ustinov). Jessica and Logan have never seen “old age” before and star with bewilderment at this relic as the truth is gradually revealed.

But, there’s not much time to dwell on the wonder of natural existence as wild-eyed Francis finally catches them up and, in the library of the former White House he faces off against Logan for the final time…

York, Agutter and Peter Ustinov

Will Logan prevail and will he be able to drag it back with him to the City to free everyone from the tyranny of computerised control?

Logan 5 Francis 7?

Dusty verdict: Logan’s Run remains an enjoyable watch and has some excellent sequences and a compelling central premise. Some of the parts are less than the sum of the whole with the strange Box episode undermined by unconvincing ice and robots and the Seventies curse of overly colourful future-scapes – we’re not all bright primary flashes but shades of grey… and we don’t all live in Texas shopping malls.

That said, director Michael Anderson moves things along at pace, there’s superb cinematography from Ernest Laszlo and the city models work well.

Michael York provides a grounded Logan upon whose character arc the whole narrative depends and Richard Jordan provides great intensity as well as a counter-balance in character:  he doesn’t move on and can’t adapt to reality.

Soul: Jenny Agutter

Jenny Agutter runs and swims very well and makes the most of the few moments when a genuine human connection is required; she’s under-used in what is essentially a masculine film and a solo battle between Michael York’s Logan and the city computer.  Farrah seems more at home in this world of short skirts and big hair but Jenny gives the film a key part of what soul it possesses.

Ultimately Logan’s Run is comfort viewing that is not quiet as haunting as it could be... submerging its key questions beneath the techno-flash of its visuals, reducing things down to the chase albeit a very entertaining one enlivened by Jerry Goldsmith’s super score.

Logan’s Run is available on DVD and Blu-ray from Amazon and Movie Mail.