Pantera brava

Just after watching "The Big Cat", I thought to myself....'should I give this one a 5 or a 6?'....but the more and more I thought about it, the more I realized that I WANTED to like the film more....and that I don't think, in hindsight, that it even quite merits a 5.

"The Big Cat" is a coming of age story about a young man from Philadelphia who is trying to live in the west of 1932...but in some ways fails miserably until he ultimately proves himself. Danny (Lon McCallister) is out of place and often makes a nuisance of himself...yet, inexplicably, Tom and Doris (Preston Foster and Peggy Ann Garner) think he's marvelous. It's especially odd with Doris. Perhaps the pickings are slim out in the rural west, but she adores Danny the second she meets him....and it felt like the scriptwriter used this as a plot device to get us to pull for Danny. I, on the other hand, thought he was a bit of a screwup....and was not so impressed by him.

The story is about a cougar who is supposedly huge and very aggressive (the cat they used in the film appeared aggressive though not particularly large). Folks try to shoot it repeatedly without success (why? The cougar was not magical) until eventually the non-violent Danny rises to the occasion.

For me, Danny seemed like a very uncertain and rather wimpy guy and seeing his transformation at the seemed a bit farfetched. Not impossible...but hard to believe. Overall, a film that failed to connect with me....not a bad film but also not a particularly memorable one.

The movie's a quality outdoor production with engaging characters, solid script, and compelling scenery. So how did they get the cougar to go through his involved paces on apparent cue. The trainer or someone should get special credit since it's the cat's roaming that sparks the plot.

Spindly city lad McCallister arrives in Utah high country complete with suitcase and city suit. The question is what to make of him since the native woodsmen are a tough lot, from the men to the boys. But tough as they are, they can't seem to take out the predatory cat that's taking their stock. Turns out that McCallister's related to grouchy Foster, but how he'll manage to fit in with his city ways is the big question. Good thing that sweet little malt-shop Garner's there to flounce her dress at him. I like the way the thoughtful screenplay sets events in Depression era 1930's. Among other things, it explains why McCallister moves from ravaged city to high country unknown.

There's lots of outdoor action with no obvious sets. Note how noir director Karlson zeros in with close-ups to catch fleeting emotional moments, especially with Foster. Plus the chest butting between a blustering Foster and Tucker seems authentic as heck. But especially, there's that surprise about two-thirds way through that I sure wasn't expecting. I guess my only gripe amounts to a cougar without claws since Spike the dog is left unbloodied following his many tussles with the big cat. I guess the predator was understandably de-clawed before filming. Anyhow, I hope they gave the two critters a good payday for all their good work.

All in all, I can see the movie being produced as a boy's matinée. After all horse and dog movies were very popular during the latter '40's. Nonetheless, the film's quality is really much better than most. In my book, the result happily qualifies as a guys-of-all-ages creation that's as entertaining now as it was in '49.

Operating with a limited in number but generally talented group of eight actors, director Phil Karlson, soon to be known for his essays into noir, here creates an engrossing adventure film set in 1933 depression and drought wracked southern Utah, and incorporates many of the elements which later will prove vital to his deserved reputation as an important narrator of urban crime. Residents of a small secluded valley are being tormented by a large mountain lion which, due to a shortage of water, has invaded their region to prey upon livestock, and the bounty for the beast of $150 is coveted by two long-feuding neighbours, one of whom, Tom Eggers (Preston Foster) provides a place to live for a city-bred young man (Lon McCallister), the son of the former love of his host and also the nephew of Eggers' rival, Gil Hawks (Forrest Tucker). The well-crafted scenario includes elements of romance, suspense and humour to the basic plot, and a certain darkness of tone has raised the work above most others of its stamp, with crisp editing (Karlson and Harvey Manger) prevailing, and we enjoy particularly fine performances from Foster and McCallister, with a pleasingly large role for veteran character actor Irving Bacon, a standout as a farmer doubling as a preacher.

The short-lived trans-Atlantic studio Eagle-Lion gave both the English and American moviegoers this Depression Era tale of a young man going to live in the wilds of Wyoming to escape the growing poverty and joblessness in Philadelphia where he's from. He's got an uncle there in Forrest Tucker, but goes to live with his mother's old boyfriend Preston Foster who has a place. Foster and Tucker aren't exactly best friends and living between both of them and trying to keep peace is preacher/farmer Irving Bacon and his wife Sarah Haden and their daughter Peggy Ann Garner. Of course she prefers McCallister to Tucker's oafish kids Skip Homeier and Gene Reynolds.

It's bad times like every where else. There's a drought, but also a mountain lion eating stock everywhere. The government has put a bounty on the cougar and Foster wants to collect it as he could use the money to jump start his ranch with significant timber holdings. Of course so could everyone else use the bounty money in those troubled times.

The film is in bad need of restoration to bring out the lush color location cinematography. But without any truly big names in the cast the film I'm sure is far down the pecking order. The cast gives some decent performances with McCallister and Garner a nice young couple the audience can identify with.

When it's restored I'm sure The Big Cat will be fine family viewing.

Were it not for a rather cheesy romance between the hapless, suit and tie wearing "Danny" (Lon McCallister) and the terribly chintzy "Doris" (Peggy Ann Garner), this might have made for quite an exciting mountain adventure. The former arrives from the city to the area where his late mother grew up. The area is suffering not just from the depression, but from a drought and his welcome is not as warm as he might like. He takes up with "Eggers" (Preston Foster) who is set on hunting down a local cougar that is wreaking havoc on the local farming community, but he is soon embroiled in some local shenanigans with the "Hawks" family - "Gil" (Forrest Tucker) and his two yokel sons. Some of the hunt scenes are quite good fun, though the cougar seemed a little unenthusiastic to me; and there is quite a fun waterside brawl. Sadly, though, there is just way too much sentimental guff (usually with a gently accompanying string score) to sustain the theme for me. There's a bit of a twist at the (really quite implausible) end, but despite some fairly decent, active, photography, I felt it ran just a bit low on gas.