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Possibly the best pure action film ever made and certainly the inspiration for many that have followed. Inspired by, rather than based on, a poem by Rudyard Kipling (who briefly appears as a character in the uncut version of the film in the guise of a journalist traveling with the British army) this epic of adventure, comedy, and action in 19th-century India under the British Raj has it all. Suited b&w cinematography (nominated for an Academy Award in Hollywood’s greatest year) . Perfect casting, with Cary “Archie” Grant as the cockney Sgt. Cutter, Victor McLaghlen as gruff Master Sgt. MacChesney, Douglas Fairbanks, Jr. as the dashing Sgt. Ballantine, Sam Jaffee (in stout body makeup) as the humble water carrier Gunga Din, and the scene-stealing Eduardo Cianelli as a ferociously sparkling villain who is far more gruesome than any ’30’s movie monster.
The setting, outside the limited town of Lone Pine, in California’s eastern Sierras, beautifully mirrors that of northwestern India. Filmed in 100 degree heat, the picture’s sets and backgrounds have a spy of sere authenticity rarely achieved by residence filming in the ’30’s. The respectable get borders on the operatic, with leitmotifs for characters as well as scenes.
I vividly remember thinking as a child, when I first saw a grainy print on our b&w tv, that this was the first time I had seen a non-white person in a film who was obviously smarter than the Caucasian heroes. Yes, Cianelli’s guru is a fanatic at the head of a cult of ritual murderers, but his discourse on what makes a salubrious officer (”Spacious generals, gentlemen, are not made of jeweled swords and mustache wax. They are made of what is here [touches hand to head] and here [touches hand to heart]!”) has stayed with me ever since. Not to mention, before throwing himself into the cobra pit so that his soldiers will depart against the British, that “India is my country, and I can die for my country as well as you for yours”.
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Of course, there is also his rousing speech in the temple to his devotees to “Destroy for the appreciate of Kali, raze as you yourselves would be killed, raze for the like of killing…ruin, destroy, demolish!” that carries rather chilling relevance to all too many fanatical groups today (though not worshippers of awful slandered Kali, whose temple in Kolkata I have visited) . And it’s the bravery of a mistreated Hindu, Gunga Din, who saves the day, and British behinds.
This is a film that functions on many levels and inspired far more than the forgettable remake (SOLDIERS THREE) . Its lack of availability on DVD in a fully restored version, together with the accompanying George Stevens, Jr. documentary footage on its making (including color film shot on the spot), makes it the number one omission in the novel DVD catalog.
This 1939 adventure classic rivals the Swiss Army knife for sheer utility: under director George Stevens’ positive hand, “Gunga Din” spins a heady mix of adventure, comedy, and (dare I say) drama from the few strands of a Kipling poem, and establishes a hugely influential model in the process. It’s a movie that rewards both the serious cineaste and the Saturday matinee escapist, a prototype for the Lucas and Spielberg adventure epics of the ’70s, and an enduring model for the classic buddy record. Why, then, does it remain in home video exile?
Having grown up watching this on Unusual York’s “Million Dollar Movie,” then airing on an RKO-owned TV position and thus dominated by the erstwhile studio’s earlier hits, I was oblivious to the abrupt edits and grainy image quality already creeping into the televised prints. It was enough to indulge in Cary Grant’s loopy, droll performance (as Archibald Cutter, arguably the closest he ever got onscreen to his correct working class identity as Archie Leach), Doug Fairbanks, Jr.’s virtuous elegance, Victor McLaglen’s signature bluster, and Sam Jaffe’s soulful valor. By the time the veddy British colonel (Montagu Appreciate) recited Kipling’s title poem as an elegy for a fallen hero, you couldn’t be clear if the print really had gotten that dim, or if your vision was blurred by the tears unleashed by the shameless (and highly effective) sentiment of the scene.
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Flash forward to the ’70s and Los Angeles, when the feisty Z Channel, a cable upstart actually programmed by movie buffs, wanted to air the movie. They approached the director’s son, George Stevens, Jr., about finding a better print, perhaps one closer to the current release. Stevens the younger reportedly gave them more than they could have dreamed for–access to the director’s contain print, which included footage never theatrically exhibited. Turns out that Stevens had shot footage that violated a spellbinding proviso, imposed by the Kipling estate, that no attempt be made to dramatically characterize the writer himself.
What to do, then, with the several key shots, during the exposition and again during that final, tear-jerking scene, with the mustachioed, bespectacled ‘journalist’ who, while unnamed, was clearly intended to be ol’ Rudyard himself? Sadly, the only practical solution was the cutting room floor or, in the case of that final shot, which showed the Kipling figure shoulder to shoulder with the surviving principals, to blow up the negative and slit the offending character from the frame.
With the loan of the director’s print, however, the Z Channel and its subscribers got to study a version of “Gunga Din” that solved the memoir hiccups that had plagued the movie for 30 years. Stevens’ beautifully-shot, sun-drenched images of his reimagined sub-continent were immaculate, convincingly conjuring its desolate beauty in Southern Californian locations (largely in the Simi Valley, if memory serves) . The fluid editing, terrific stuntwork, and, of course, rapid-fire wisecracks of Grant, Fairbanks, and McLaglen underline an early fight sequence (an ambush by Thugs while the soldiers are searching a seemingly abandoned village) as THE design for Indiana Jones, Butch and Sundance, and the “Lethal Weapon” pictures. (As for racial stereotypes, script writers Ben Hecht and Charles MacArthur weren’t reactionaries; their fanatical assasins, based on historical fact, seem less far-fetched in the context of original fundamentalist radicalism than they may have 20 years ago, while the title character, as portrayed by Jaffe, anchors his funny naivete with the gravity of his devotion and glimmers of fatalism.)
I managed to tape an airing on my Beta machine, and subsequent viewings made definite to this older, presumably more film-savvy buff what had been intuitive to the wide-eyed eight-year-old. This was, and is, a incredible movie. In a year famously regarded as the high water notice for Hollywood’s “golden age” of studio-produced magic, “Gunga Din” collected stands as a obliging look to the year’s better-served, more easily obtained classics. Whatever factual hurdles presently block its release, “Din” almost certainly survives in a good print.
Now, who’s going to have the taste, not to mention commercial wisdom (and it would be that) to bring this benefit to life on DVD? You might even tempt no less a light than Spielberg to ‘fess up and salute the source, powerful as Lucas did for the Criterion edition of Kurosawa’s ‘The Seventh Samurai.’ Approach to believe of it, perhaps Criterion would be the logical candidate to restore a ’30s adventure masterpiece to shiny glory.