Son of Ingagi

This old flick is about a murderous half-man half-ape who lives in a secret basement unbeknownst to a young married couple who have just taken ownership of the property. This leads to a number of murders which casts all manner of aspersions on the husband.

Son of Ingagi is, along with Devils Daughter and Chloe, Love is Calling You, one of the earliest all-black horror films. Like the others it's strictly a poverty row affair which only really stands out as an example of early black cinema. While it does have a reasonably intimidating monster, it suffers from being very creaky, as many of the low-budget films from the period are. It combines elements of horror and comedy, which was something that was increasingly popular at the time. Although, even up to the present day, this approach has proved never to be easy to pull off successfully as the comedy deflates the horror and vice-versa.

Without doubt this is a movie primarily recommended for those interested in the development of black cinema. It also should be of interest to fans of old 30's and 40's low budget horror films. Others should approach with caution, as despite its significance as an early example of a minority race film, it might just be a little too unoriginal and antiquated.

The first half of this movie belongs to Laura Bowman. I was interested in her reclusive Dr Helen Jackson character who lives in a house of secrets. On the one hand she is a severe grim-faced Judith Furse type who begrudges the humanity she is hiding from. On discovering a formula to benefit humanity she mutters to herself "Why should I worry about humanity?" But then there is the glimmer of the maternal Jane Darwell type in her character at times. If you like indomitable old ladies and creepy old houses then this could be your type of film. Dr Jackson is able to summon an ape man from a hidden room by striking a gong behind her desk. I reckon this would make a good 1940s horror double bill with 'The Ape Man' from 1943 on a horror hosted show. 'The Ape Man' has Bela Lugosi and Minerva Urecal in it. The second half of 'Son of Ingagi' is more humorous as the ape man and a detective go into a lengthy comic routine involving disappearing sandwiches etc. The story also involves a stash of gold from Africa and a newly-wedded couple who Dr Jackson takes a shine to.

SON OF INGAGI (1940) is a rare horror film. One of the films by Zack Williams, a black film artist who made films with an all black cast, for the black audiences. (This was in the days before Denzel washington, Sidney Portier, James Earl Jones, the days you never saw a black man in the heroic lead in a film.) The real treat of the movie is the nasty old witch that lives in a little house. All she has to do is bang a low-toned gong and the big giant, who sleeps on hay, wakes up and beats the old woman's enemies to a frazzle. A rare piece of film history, and a lot of fun.

Before the mid-1950s, movies geared towards African-American audiences, which for the most part were shown in segregated theaters, avoided horror-themed flicks. That was until Sack Amusement Enterprises produced the first, and some film historians say the only black horror film of that era in February 1940's "Son of Ingagi." The low-budget film, written and starring Spencer Williams, who went on to play Andy on television's 'The Amos 'n Andy Show,' has no relation to the classic 1931 exploitation film "Ingagi." The 1940 movie does contain a 'missing link' monster transported from Africa who is kept in the basement of a doctor's home.

Although "Son of Ingagi's" production values were a far cry from the slick films the major Hollywood studios created during the Golden era, the picture does reflect the comfort level of African-Americans' integration within the fabric of American society, unlike most roles blacks found themselves in the A-listed movies. Film critic Mark Welsh notes, "it's really nice to see black people on the screen at this time in history as normal, ordinary men and women, rather than as mugging, idiotic stereotypes used for comic effect." In "Son of Ingagi", newlyweds Eleanor (Daisy Bufford ) and Robert Lindsay (Alfred Grant) are approached by Dr. Jackson (Laura Bowman), who says she knew Eleanor's father intimately and plans to leave her personal inheritance with the couple when she dies. Dr. Jackson has transported a 'missing link' animal similar to a gorilla caged in her house to study. Unfortunately, the monster gets loose, murdering the doctor. The Lindsays inherit her house as promised and move in, not realizing the monster is still lurking around the premises.

"Son of Ingagi" was one of many "race films," a genre popular between 1915 and the early 1950s. These movies, produced outside the Hollywood system, consisted primarily of African-American actors and shown mostly in theaters for black audiences. More than 500 movies were produced during that span, yet only 100 have survived. Alfred Sack, producer for "Son of Ingagi," was a white owner of a small studio that was part of 150 minor film production studios focused on all-black cast pictures for African-American audiences. In the segregated South these films were shown in exclusive black filmgoers' theaters. In the more integrated North, the 'race films' rarely attracted white audiences, and were shown either at matinee times during the day or late at night in regular movie theaters.

Film historian Todd Stadtman points out, "As the products of a segregated America, the Race Films ironically present us with a vision of America that can't be seen anywhere in the commercial cinema of the time. This is an America where blacks are doctors. Lawyers, police detectives, scientists. There is not a white face in sight, and so the black actors are free from having to react to the oh-so-important doings of Caucasians and can instead relate to each other as equals."

Wow! When they set out to make a bad movie in the golden days, they sure knew how to do it! This film is bad, no qualms, questions about it. The story essentially tells a story about a young couple just getting married who are visited by a wealthy doctor known to everyone else for her miserly ways, yet in secret a very giving woman. We learn that this woman is attached somehow to the wife, and then we discover that she has been in Africa and loved her father. The film is intriguing with its all black cast(save the doctor and her brother), but ultimately fails as the moment the monster(an ape-like man living in the doctor's office) is revealed destroys any credibility the movie might have had. This monster looks so silly with its black wire hairs(mop-like)hanging over its face which has sunken eyes. It moves around in a pitiful way, and in no way is scary. The film also does not know exactly what it is trying to be. Is it a horror film or a comedy? The ape kills on two occasions with no comedy implied, and then later we see it eat two sandwiches from a scared policeman desperately trying to imitate Mantan Moreland. I also forgot to mention the lovely music sung as the wedded couple spend their honeymoon in their house and are visited by all their "singing" friends and family. The film sports few great moments. It has poor, inferior direction, sets, script, and acting. The best part for me was the woman who played the doctor. She was quite atmospheric in her black dress and her portly figure. That, however, is not enough to recommend this exercise in will...making you sit through it.