The Long Rope (1961, directed by William Whitney)


The time is the late 19th century and there’s been a murder in the territory of New Mexico.  Someone has gunned down Jim Matthews (Steve Welles) and store owner Manuel Alvarez (John Alonzo) has been arrested.  Everyone in town says that Jim was fooling around with Manuel’s beautiful wife, Alicia (Lisa Montell).  Manuel insists that he’s innocent but Jim was the brother of the town’s most powerful and richest land owner, Ben Matthews (Robert J. Wilke).  Ben is already having a gallows built so that Manuel can be hanged in the town square and it doesn’t look like there’s anything that Sheriff John Millard (Alan Hale, Jr. — yes, the Skipper) can do to stop him.

However, Federal Judge Jonas Stone (Hugh Marlowe) is determined to make sure that Manuel gets a fair trial.  When it becomes obvious that the Matthews family has no intention of letting that happen, Judge Stone launches his own investigation.  Believing Manuel to be innocent, Stone knows that he has to find the real killer before the gallows are built and Manuel is lynched by the mob.

A low-budget western with a 61-minute running time, The Long Rope is a surprisingly adult western, one that comes out strongly and directly against both lynching and the town’s racism.  With the Matthews family representing the brutal “old ways,” and Judge Stone representing a more enlightened and fair system of justice, it’s up to the town to decide who they will follow.  Hugh Marlowe brings a lot of gravitas to his role as the stern but compassionate Judge Stone while Lisa Montell makes a strong impression as Manuel’s rebellious wife.  Robert J. Wilke is an effective villain and even Alan Hale, Jr. gives a good performance once you stop thinking of him as being the Skipper.

One final note of interest: John A. Alonzo, who played Manuel in The Long Rope, went on to become an award-winning cinematographer.  Among Alonzo’s credits, as a cinematographer: Harold and Maude, Chinatown, The Bad News Bears, Black Sunday, Scarface, Norma Rae, and Close Encounters of Third Kind.

Film Review: She Gods of Shark Reef (dir by Roger Corman)


Ah, Hawaii!

There is no state more beautiful than Hawaii and there are no people friendlier.  When I was 17 years old, my family spent a summer in Hawaii and it was one of the most wonderful experiences of my life.  I can’t swim to save my life and I have a morbid fear of drowning but, when I was in Hawaii, I happily walked into the ocean.  Not far into the ocean, of course.  But still, everyone in my family was amazed.  Of course, eventually I saw a jelly fish floating towards me and I screamed and ran back to the beach.  (After reaching the safety of the beach, I realized that the jelly fish was actually just seaweed but still, it was scary-looking!)  Hawaii is just the type of state that makes you appreciate life and take risks.

For instance, consider the two main characters in Roger Corman’s 1958 film, She Gods of Shark Reef.  Chris (Bill Cord) and Lee (Don Durant) are brothers who live in Hawaii.  Chris has blonde hair and a good attitude towards life.  Lee has dark hair and a criminal nature.  Chris loves the ocean.  Lee loves to run guns.  After Lee kills two men, he stows away on Chris’s boat.  When the boat then hits a storm, Chris and Lee wash up on the shores of an isolated beach.  It’s a beautiful island but all Lee can think about is how he can make money off of his current predicament.  Bad Lee, bad!

Anyway, it turns out that the island is inhabited by an all-female village of pearl divers.  Everyone is excited by the arrival of two handsome, shirtless men.  Everyone except for Queen Pua (Jeanne Gerson), who doesn’t trust either one of them and who doesn’t appear to want anyone in the world to be happy.  She’s especially upset when Chris interrupts a plan to sacrifice a villager to the shark gods of the sea.  Chris not only rescues but also falls in love with Mahia (Lisa Montell).

While Chris is busy falling in love, Lee is trying to figure out a way to escape from the island before a rescue boat arrives.  Lee, after all, is a wanted criminal and the last thing that he wants is to go from being shipwrecked to imprisoned.  Lee comes up with a plan for himself, his brother, and Mahia to escape the island.  However, Lee being Lee, he just can’t overcome his greedy nature.  As quickly becomes obvious, Karma is not only a bitch but it’s a shark as well.

She Gods of Shark Reef was directed by Roger Corman.  Though the film’s low budget is obvious in every frame, Corman wisely decided to concentrate on the island’s beauty as opposed to the movie’s somewhat haphazard story.  This is one of those films where the action stops for nearly five minutes so that Corman can film a hula dancer.  But you know what?  That’s okay!  The beauty of Hawaii and the surrounding ocean carry the film.  You don’t watch for the plot.  Instead, you watch for the blue water and the green grass and the vibrant skies.  This is a film that you watch for the island scenery and the sharks.  Both of them are quite nice.