SHOUT AT THE DEVIL (1976)
It took me forever to get around to this one, but I found it a solid effort and definitely one of Roger Moore’s better non-Bond vehicles. He holds his own here opposite Lee Marvin, which is no mean feat, and together they have a great on-screen chemistry (and reportedly got along like a house on fire off-camera, even though I’d never have imagined them as compatible types).
The film veers between comedy and violence in a way that I’m not sure entirely works, but Marvin in particular seems to be having a blast as a cantankerous, conniving drunkard. The scenery is gorgeous, even though filming in South Africa generated controversy at the time and still feels uncomfortable 50 years on. Also the fact that the two heroes of the story, these hard-fighting, hard-drinking, trouble-prone rascals, are ivory hunters by trade can put a bit of a strain on the “ain’t they lovable” schtick. A placard at the start of the film assures us no animals were harmed in the making of the film, but that still doesn’t make it fun to watch elephants being shot down. Also, as is often the case with these “great white hunter” flicks, the natives are little more than set dressing and cannon fodder, and die by the score.
The villain, a WW1 German officer, is despicable but also kind of a fat clod, so you’re never quite sure how to take him. Imagine if Colonel Klink were murderous and as hard to kill as Jason Voorhees and you’ll get the idea.
I don’t know, it’s a mixed bag, I suppose, but overall a good watch with some solid action and a few good laughs. In particular, there’s a drawn-out fight scene between the principals that’s very well staged and shot, and possibly Roger’s best. Also some great costuming, sets and locations that give it all a sweeping sense of scale.
Filmed between TMWTGG and TSWLM, it features a number of Bond alums. For starters, it’s directed by Peter Hunt, with John Glen on board as second unit director, production design by Syd Cain, model effects by Derek Meddings, camera work by Alec Mills and Alan Hume, titles by Maurice Binder…and probably some other connections I’m missing.
It does feel a bit on the long side, however, even at just over two hours. Maybe it’s just me. Amazingly, Hunt’s original version was supposedly 50 minutes longer before he was ordered to trim it down to allow for more screenings per day. Much as I enjoy seeing Roger in his most handsome period and getting to do things he normally didn’t get to do, I’m not sure I’d have made it through a version of this film that was an hour longer.