Stolz und Leidenschaft

The Peninsular War has not been a frequent subject for Hollywood, but this is one of the few exceptions. At its heart is a huge cannon which has been abandoned by the defeated Spanish army but which has fallen into the hands of a group of guerrillas who are fighting to keep alive Spanish resistance to Napoleon. Their plan is to use the cannon in an assault on the French-occupied city of Avila. They are assisted by Anthony, a British naval officer and the only man among them who is able to operate the cannon. Much of the drama concerns the rivalry that develops between Anthony and Miguel, the guerrilla leader, for the affections of a young woman, Juana.

The basic premise of this film seems an odd one. Guerrilla warriors, after all, specialise in lightning hit-and-run raids with the aim of taking the enemy by surprise. In order to do this they need to travel light. Huge cannons like the one featured in this film are designed to be pulled by teams of horses into a conventional battle or to be used as siege weapons. For a band of guerrillas to take such a weapon with them would seem to negate the whole purpose of guerrilla war. The large number of people needed to drag the cannon would effectively make them into a conventional army which could be tracked down, attacked and destroyed by the enemy in a pitched battle.

Besides the film's basic implausibility, the acting is not very distinguished. A word that that I have frequently seen used about this film, both on this board and elsewhere, is `miscast'. In my view, in fact, only one of the three main roles is an obvious example of miscasting: that of the passionate Spanish patriot Miguel. Frank Sinatra, more at home playing cynical, worldly-wise Americans, is quite unable to convey his character's courage, idealism and intensity. It was also a mistake to have Miguel speaking in a bizarre foreign accent. Quite apart from the fact that this at times makes his lines difficult to understand, we are presumably to understand that the characters actually speak Spanish to one another rather than English. Anthony states that he has been chosen for the mission because of his fluent Spanish, and Miguel, an illiterate peasant, would have had little or no opportunity to acquire a knowledge of foreign languages. To have Miguel speak English like a native speaker would have been quite acceptable as a way of representing his use of his native tongue.

Although the other two main roles are not so obviously miscast, neither is entirely satisfactory. Although Cary Grant is not normally associated with period dramas, one would have thought that a gentlemanly British officer would be well within his compass. Unfortunately, this is not one of his better performances, and I would agree the reviewer who said that he looked bored. Sophia Loren was by no means out of her depth as a Spanish peasant girl, but the part was not well enough written to enable her to do much with it. Juana is not so much a character as a cliché, the embodiment of the Anglo-Saxon stereotype of the proud, fiery, temperamental Spanish woman. (Or, for that matter, of the, proud, fiery, temperamental `Latin' woman in general. As it is a widely-held belief in both America and Britain that all speakers of Romance languages share the same temperament, the casting of an Italian actress in the part must have made perfect sense to the filmmakers). At least Miss Loren looked less uncomfortable than did Ingrid Bergman in a similar role in `For Whom the Bell Tolls'.

Seen as an action drama rather than a character study, however, the film has its good points. The photography of the wild Spanish landscapes is magnificent, and many of the individual scenes generate a sense of excitement. Particularly notable are the scene where the guerrillas have to manoeuvre the cannon up, and then down, a mountainside, nearly ending in disaster, and that where they manage to hide it in Avila cathedral under the noses of the French. Despite the length of the film, the action does not drag, and tension is maintained to the end. For all its weaknesses, this is a watchable epic war film. 6/10

I was a bit more than a kid when I saw "The Pride and the Passion" for the first time in theatres back in the late 50's and I remember I thought it was kind of slow and even boring at times. But then I saw it again not long ago and surprisingly -because it usually goes the other way around- I found it a watchable and sort of interesting epic spectacular in the times when Napoleon ruled in Spain.

Though "The Pride and the Passion" doesn't match in my opinion other directing works of Stanley Kramer such as "The Defiant Ones" or "Judgment at Nuremberg", this film has a sort of heroic and epic that reaches a reasonable level. It has well dosed and skillfuly handled action sequences, wide open sceneries in Spain, good color photo and a very appropriate musical score that gives it a sense of greatness. However I still think it could have been a bit shorter and that would have improved the product.

Cary Grant renders a very convincing performance as the British officer that knows how to shoot the huge cannon; Sophia Loren is good too and Frank Sinatra, if not brilliant whatsoever, comes out acceptably as an Spanish "guerrillero" leader and by the middle of the film you get used to him.

Not a classic or even a classical late 50's or early 60's epic spectacular "The Pride and the Passion" is an acceptable historical action film worth a watch.

Stanley Kramer's second directorial effort,THE PRIDE AND THE PASSION, gave him his first opportunity to create an epic, involving a cast of thousands against a backdrop of 19th century Spain. A tale of heroism, dogged determination, and sacrifice, the production reunited him with NOT AS A STRANGER co-star Frank Sinatra, along with international sex symbol Sophia Loren and screen legend Cary Grant. The three leads were to provide a romantic triangle that would add a 'human' element to the story of a massive cannon's journey to crush the 'impregnable' walls of French-occupied Avila. It was an ambitious endeavor for veteran producer Kramer, as his directorial debut, NOT AS A STRANGER, had been panned as nothing more than a glorified soap opera, criticized by reviewers for the miscasting of Robert Mitchum in the lead.

Miscasting would be a major criticism of this production, as well...along with the ponderous, overlong plot, occasionally sappy dialog, and lack of believability in the romance between the leads.

If only Kramer had filmed the action occurring 'off the set', which was FAR more spectacular...

Frank Sinatra had taken the role of the guerilla fighter, Miguel, simply to be close to his estranged wife, Ava Gardner, who was also in Spain, filming THE SUN ALSO RISES. He was well aware that his attempts at a Spanish accent would be the butt of many jokes, and he disliked the tedious production, anyway, especially as his co-star, Cary Grant, preferred multiple 'takes' of each scene (Sinatra was a 'one-take' actor, who believed in 'saying it all', the first time). As the production dragged on, with the movement of thousands of extras creating long waits between set-ups, Sinatra grew increasingly surly, and would often disappear to be at Gardner's side.

Cary Grant, at 53, coming off the classic AN AFFAIR TO REMEMBER, hated 'period' pictures and costumes, but was grateful to be away from America and his crumbling marriage to Betsy Drake. He was lonely and unhappy, however...a situation that would change dramatically, as he got to know Sophia Loren. The voluptuous 23-year old Italian actress, who had just exploded onto American screens in BOY ON A DOLPHIN (standing in trenches to accommodate her much shorter co-star, Alan Ladd), was earthy, passionate, and single, although romantically involved with director Carlo Ponti, the man who 'discovered' her, for several years. But Ponti was in Italy, had refused, as yet, to marry her, and Loren was working with an actor she had idolized since childhood...and the pair were soon having a tempestuous affair off-camera, as Grant fell madly in love with his young co-star. He proclaimed that he would marry Loren, as soon as filming was completed, and he could get Drake to file for divorce.

The announcement did NOT sit well with Carlo Ponti, who arrived as filming wrapped, acknowledged to Loren that he loved her, and wanted to marry. The actress contemplated both proposals, finally choosing Ponti, as she knew the depth of his feelings, and was well-aware of Grant's lousy track record as a husband.

Ponti married Loren in Mexico (and, in a bit of irony, was accused, five years later, of bigamy, as it turned out he was still married to another woman, at the time!), and Grant, heartbroken, would end up making a romantic comedy (complete with a wedding scene) with Loren, a year later, in their next film together, HOUSEBOAT.

The firings of the giant cannon at the climax of THE PRIDE AND THE PASSION couldn't match the explosiveness behind the scenes!

If this spectacular epic were rated solely on importance of the story, high production quality, including direction, sets, locations, costumes, and cinematography, then who knows, America's Stanley Kramer may have been compared to England's David Lean. And that's the only reason this movie deserves one star above mediocre. Sadly, it is the absolute worst casting for a big-budget, cast of thousands production that keeps it from being taken as seriously and as enjoyably as it should. Sinatra as a Spaniard is just plain pathetic, as he imitates (poorly) a Mexican accent, and he seems very disengaged from beautiful Sophia Loren, with whom he is supposed to be in love. Then there's the addition of the much older Cary Grant playing an English officer who becomes enamored of Sophia, and thereby a rival of Sinatra's, as Grant is more wooden and uncharming than any other of his many movie roles that you might think of. Oh, if only Sophia could save the casting mistakes, and she really tries, but with two male leads who each lack credibility and screen watchability in their own rights, Sophia can't save the characters so miscast and poorly portrayed. Theodore Bikel appears, in somewhat lesser but important role as a French general, but it is terribly difficult to distinguish specifically what accent he is using (or trying to use). So, best advice is to watch the movie uncritically with regard to the main cast, and enjoy the drama and magnificent production! Would I watch it again? Sadly, no.

Direct from the What Were They Thinking files comes this bloated pageant of staggeringly foolish proportions. All about getting a cannon through battles and assorted other nonsensical issues this overripe piece of twaddle has a few things in its favor, nice scenery and beautiful color photography. They are outweighed however by the inert direction of the usually competent Kramer and even more by the complete miscasting of the principle actors. Sophia is gorgeous and was just starting in American films so her being shoved into whatever was available at the moment no matter how unsuitable can at least explain her presence here. Cary Grant who would seem a natural in period films actually looks rather absurd and is stiff as a board, he apparently felt the same way and after this often referred to this film with mocking scorn. He and Sophia, who became involved during the making of this stinker, would be much more properly and happily paired the next year in Houseboat a delightful comedy which is the place to see them together, not here. Worst of all is Frank Sinatra preposterously cast as a Spanish freedom fighter with both an atrocious accent and wig. He is simply dreadful. Worth watching only to see how an A level film with major stars and a respected director can go wrong in pretty much every aspect.