O Sepulcro Indiano

Please see also my review of The Tiger of Eschnapur.

The Indian Tomb was the second part of a pair of pictures directed by Fritz Lang, his first German productions since the 1930s, adapted from a screenplay he had himself worked on nearly thirty years earlier. The two of them should really be considered one whole work as much as were his two-part epics from the silent era, Dr Mabuse: Der Spieler (1922) and Die Nibelungen (1924). These earlier opuses were among the most prestigious works made, not only in Germany but anywhere in the world at the time. However this Indian diptych of the late-50s, a product of the drastically different post-war German film industry, looks like some cheap and cheerful Euro B-flick, at least at first glance.

The Indian Tomb and its forerunner The Tiger of Eschnapur certainly bear many hallmarks of a trashy proto-exploitation feature. The Indian characters are played rather unconvincingly by Europeans in "brownface", the special effects are often laughable (stuffed tigers in part one, which are outdone by plastic cobras in part two), a bit of partial female nudity, and a fast-paced plot of action and romance with more than of a few plot holes, imagination-stretchers, and complete suspensions of logic – the most stupendous of which has to be the unexplained concept that lepers are actually zombies. To make matters worse, the two pictures were cut down into one movie by American International Pictures, Roger Corman's distributor, and for years this was all English-speaking audiences could see of them. Today however we are lucky enough to have fully-restored versions of both parts available to us, including a subtitled German version, which is far preferable to the atrocious English dub, assuming you can get over the illogic of Indians speaking to each other in German. Now at last we are able to rediscover and re-evaluate Fritz Lang's final masterpiece.

On closer inspection, these two pictures are not quite so low in their values and appeal as one might think. For a start, the fact that Europeans play Indians is not really so different to westerners playing Arabs in Lawrence of Arabia. And there would be female nudity in Blow-up, and that is considered arty! The cast, while not exactly award-worthy, are uniformly decent, with the standout being Walter Reyer's eerily underplayed portrayal of the unbalanced Maharajah. There's a fabulous musical score by Gerhard Becker, and although admittedly the invented "Uncle Pat" song sounds more like a Gregorian chant than a Irish folk ballad, when Becker interpolates it into the main score on sweeping strings it makes a wonderful, aching love theme. The plot too is more than just your typical fight-a-minute no-brainer. While far from realistic its rip-roaring adventure has many strands to it, such as the political infighting of the fictional eastern province and the Maharajah's descent into jealousy-fuelled madness. It is of course aspects like this that would have been ripe for the chop when the pictures were re-edited in the US.

And now let us turn to the contribution of Herr Lang himself. Although he spent most of his twenty years in Hollywood making cheap and sometimes nasty B-flicks, he never lost the flair and professionalism of his early German career, at which time he was rightly regarded as one of the most important talents at UFA studios. He was always at his best presenting adventure stories tinged with a slightly dark, paranoid streak which, while unfortunately being the subject of auterist psychobabble, mainly serves to heighten the sense of danger and excitement. As in The Tiger of Eschnapur the vast, angular sets are given prominence, with shots composed so that the walls seem to press in on all sides. There's often a passage or open door at the back of the room, suggesting that the heroes could be crept up upon from behind at any moment. Early on there's a shot where Walter and Irene are in their quarters, and a net curtain covers one corner of the frame. By cinematic convention this looks like a point-of-view shot, which gives this unnerving feeling that the couple are being watched. The carefully orchestrated action finale, in which all the various elements – the rebellion, Harald's escape, the flooding of the catacombs – reach a crescendo is reminiscent of the climactic scenes of Metropolis and Die Nibelungen. It is really such a good thing that Lang, the man who brought our dreams and our nightmares to the screen with such vibrancy, did not end his career in lower-end Hollywood productions. His Indian epic is a glorious and worthy tribute to his silent-era heyday.

Done with Hollywood by the mid 1950s, Fritz Lang returned to Germany and decided to remake THE INDIAN TOMB , a legendary German silent film from 1921 that he thought he was going to direct before producer Joe May (pronounced MY) decided to do it himself. Lang had co-written the script with future wife Thea von Harbou based on her novel. Just as in the case of the first film, the remake was epic in scope and was divided into two features THE TIGER OF ESCHNAPUR (TIGER OF BENGAL in 1921) and THE INDIAN TOMB. This time around the film was in color and definitely wasn't a silent. It runs 201 minutes only 10 minutes shorter than the original.

The movie was butchered for its American release (it was reduced to 90 minutes) and released here as JOURNEY TO THE LOST CITY. The film features a stalwart cast of German actors. The male lead, Paul Hubschmid, was in BEAST FROM 20,000 FATHOMS and billed as Paul Christian. The one exception is American actress Debra Paget. She was criminally underused in American movies and here she gets a chance to shine in the pivotal role of Seetha the temple dancer around which the film revolves. Her dances and costumes (or lack of them) are remarkably exotic and are a main highlight of the film. Paget did study dance before she became an actress.

Much has been made in other reviews of THE INDIAN EPIC about how cheesy some of the effects are (the Fakir's decapitated head is especially bad). I thought the Cobra was deliberately meant to be unrealistic and it's quite clear that no live tigers were harmed in the making of the movie. Ultimately the less than stellar effects are unimportant. What is important are the overall look of the film (the Temple set is amazing) and the way the episodic narrative moves along. It manages to draw you in despite its shortcomings. It's also an opportunity to watch a great director at the end of his career receive a first class homecoming in this expensive German production.

This new Blu Ray edition from Film Movement looks great but is problematic. First up it's not in Lang's original aspect ratio which crops some of the picture. More importantly, unlike the earlier DVD packaging by Fantoma, there is no English language version which will put off many viewers. The Fantoma DVDs are absolutely top notch and is how it should be done. Not only is the print beautifully transferred but you get the English dubbed soundtrack for those who can't abide subtitles (I prefer the German soundtrack as being less artificial). If you have to have Blu-Ray then this is the one to get. BTW, even though it's over 100 years old, THE INDIAN TOMB is still the better film...For more reviews visit The Capsule Critic.

I just watched this on DVD--I wasn't aware of two important factors when I did. One, that this was a remake of a 1938 film, and two that it was actually the last part of a typical Lang epic-length film! I wonder how both films were ever condensed into a mere ninety minutes for domestic release? What an extraordinary feat in itself!

I can see the influence on Speilburg and Luca quite clearly. This does have numerous external similarities to TEMPLE OF DOOM, as well as several motifs common to other Lang films.

There are some amusing blunders. The Priest talks about Allah, then a few scenes later, cautions that THE GODS will be displeased. Islam is monothestic!

There was a line uttered by the Priest: "There will be darkness over Eschanpur." That would have been a most intriguing title, nothing so bland as THE Indian TOMB, and would have also linked TIGERS OF ESCHANAPUR to this film. Both were released in that one 90 minute Americanized version, JOURNEY TO THE LOST CITY. As far as I could tell from this half, the city was far from "lost"! The Maharajah is proclaimed as RAJ of this state and that, master of the realms of Yadda-Yadda, and so on. I got out my map of India and was easily able to locate the areas he mentioned.

I thoroughly enjoyed this film, and recommend it highly, especially to those who love a good rollicking adventure. I intend to secure the rights and bring this to the screen, before all the tigers are extinct.

Second part of Fritz Lang's bizarre epic about Indian mysticism shot for television and cut into two features by the studio (the other part being The Tiger of Eschnapur); it's a brilliantly executed pulpy and humorous masterpiece, with breathtaking color cinematography and elaborate set design which rivals the underworld city in Metropolis. Lang really celebrates the artifice of film, and his uncanny sense for mise-en scene proves his mastery of the craft. It's certainly a strange work and perhaps a bit hackneyed, but one should keep an open mind and sink in to the vivid images and spectacular naive tale of power and magic.

Following to ¨Tiger of Eschnapur¨ that has similar ingredients , as the couple formed by an architect : Paul Christian or Paul Hubschmidt , and a gorgeous dancer : Debra Paget , escapes from the claws a wealthy Maharajah : Walter Reyel . They flee through the sunny desert , but are again imprisoned and once at palace happens several dangers , risks and adventures . While , the sister : Sabina Bethmann of the architect along with her husband : Claus Holm , appear to build a huge tomb ,and there occurs a coup of state carried out by the Maharajah's brother but things go wrong.

This adventure movie contains thrills , action , exuberant outdoors , luxurious interiors and a twisted love story. The massive budget was all created in India exteriors and in German studios . The film is essentially a romance story and in the midst of fighting , Cobras , surprising underground caves with Zombies-alike , and tigers . Here outstanding the wonderful Debra Paget who performs spectacular and erotic dances . Including an atmospheric and oriental style musical score by Michel Michelet . And a brilliant and luminous photography by Richard Angst , though being necessary a perfect remastering , that is why the film copy is washed-out . This is the second part formed by ¨Tiger of Schnapur¨ and this one , and there is a poorly edited version titled ¨Journey to the Lost City¨ made for USA marketing and delivered by American International Pictures , it is a heavily mounted hybrid of the two Lang films . There is also a silent adaptation , 1922 , by Lang with Conrad Veidt , Paul Ritter , Mia May .

This enormous budget film , for the time , financed by Arthur Brautner and thrilling script by Thea Von Harbou was compellingly directed by Fritz Lang . In 1920 , he began a relationship with actress and writer Thea Von Harbou (1889-1954), who wrote with him the scripts for his most celebrated films : Doctor Mabuse (1922), Nibelungs (1924), Metropolis (1927) and M , vampire of Düsseldorf (1931) . They married in 1922 and divorced in 1933 when Lang fled to America for Nazi regime . Lang directed various prestigious silent movies as Metrópolis , Woman in the moon , Doctor Mabuse , Spies , Spiders , Nibelungs ; noir films : Beyond a reasonable doubt , While city sleeps , The big heat , Clash night ; Drama : woman in the Window , Human Desire , Scarlet street , Fury and Western : Rancho Notorious , Western Union and Revenge of Frank James .