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Long before I saw "Hurricane", I bought the soundtrack album in a second hand store.

It was a happy purchase. I knew Nino Rota's music for "War and Peace", the Fellini movies and "Death on the Nile", but his score for "Hurricane" was a surprise. It is a seductive blend of mandolin, ukulele, orchestra, primitive instruments, wordless chorus and even whistling. The whole thing beautifully captures the mystique of the Pacific islands of legend. It was Rota's last score. He died before the film was released.

It's interesting how often those mega-budget movies set in Polynesia seem to have been lured to destruction by swaying palms and swaying hips. "Mutiny on the Bounty" (1962), "The Bounty" (1984), and Kevin Costner's Rapa Nui (1994), all hit a reef financially. Mind you, I find them all guilty pleasures in their own way. Unfortunately "Hurricane" didn't fare any better.

Set in the 1920's, Charlotte Bruckner (Mia Farrow) arrives on Pago Pago to visit her father Captain Bruckner (Jason Robards), the U.S. Governor. She falls in love with Matangi (Dayton Ka'ne) an islander destined to become chieftain. Dad is not pleased; there are racial tensions and somewhat disturbing father/daughter tensions. Then the hurricane hits.

Apparently there were also tensions on the set. In fact, all those big epics had tensions behind the scenes. Maybe it was the isolation with stars and crew trapped on their respective islands for weeks on end. According to an article in "The Independent", at some point during the making of "Hurricane", Mia Farrow fetched co-star Timothy Bottoms a smack in the mouth.

Few critics had a good word for "Hurricane". The love affair between Charlotte and Matangi doesn't quite register. Dayton Ka'ne was a good-looking surfer plucked from obscurity, but he struggled with his lines. He made one other movie and retired from the screen - he died a few years ago aged only 61. The film suffers from some one-dimensional characters, but the storm at the end is good if a little long although it is called "Hurricane" after all.

I feel the film has a certain ambience definitely helped by Rota's haunting score. It's a long way from being the worst movie I have ever seen.

HURRICANE is not a great film, but it sure IS entertaining. Some of the scenes and situations are ludicrous (Jason Robards has the hots for his daughter, Mia Farrow) and the dialogue is often hilarious. But if you stick around, you'll find that the production values are astonishing. Among the talents behind the camera are Jan Troell (THE EMIGRANTS, THE NEW LAND), who directed; Sven Nykvist (cinematographer for many of Ingmar Berman's later films) who filmed on location in the South Pacific; and Nino Rota, who wrote a lovely, haunting musical theme. The performances aren't so bad (considering the dialogue) and the special effects at the end show you why this was one of the most expensive films of its day.

A peetty awful movie if I'm honest. Mia Farrow in her 30s by this point is still playing the much much younger character, it's a disaster movie but bogged down in a slow and predicable love story, the dialogue is horribly cliched, the music is also dated and so are the miniatures. The pacing is awful in this movie too, it's so unbearably slow and the politics is not interesting. I got so fed up with the drum music and the sheer amount of melodrama was very cheesy. Everything about this just felt so farfetched. This is one film you don't want to watch. In teems of the production design and costumes all of that side was okay, but the film just never came alive for me.

The much maligned remake of John Ford's 1937 film (or at least the second adaptation of the novel, which came out in 1936) is not as bad as its reputation, but it doesn't really work. They change things up a bit to make it about an interracial romance. Mary Astor's character (now played by Mia Farrow) is now the daughter of the governor character (played here by Jason Robards), and the lead native character (played by newcomer Dayton Ka'ne) falls in love with her. This being the 1920s, their romance is looked down upon (by both races). The initial premise change isn't too bad, but it weakens the rest of the plot, which plays out pretty similarly to the original film. Ka'ne's crime is far less sympathetic than it was; there he was arrested for assaulting a racist who insulted him. Here, he, as chief of his people, allows a custom of checking for a bride's virginity before she's married - the girl is so upset about it she drowns herself. Farrow helps Ka'ne escape, but their plans, and everyone's lives, are disrupted by the hurricane. Jon Hall was kind of the weak link in Ford's film, but Ka'ne is far worse. Even besides his more detestable crime, he's just not that likable an actor. Farrow's infatuation with him never comes off as real love, so there's no romance to latch onto. Farrow herself isn't too bad, but she's ten years older than the character should be at least. Robards is the best thing about it. Trevor Howard plays the priest and Max von Sydow the doctor. Both are fine, but the roles probably should have been reversed. It doesn't really matter, though, since both characters get short shafted by the script. Timothy Bottoms is pretty good as Farrow's initial love interest (he doesn't really have an analogue in the original). The actual hurricane is still pretty good, but the ending is lame. The film looks great, thanks to Sven Nykvist and, you know, Bora Bora just being beautiful in general.

In view of the disaster-movie cycle of the 1970s, somebody got the bright idea of remaking the John Ford classic THE HURRICANE (1937) – lavishing on it a considerable budget, a handful of stars, and the best that special effects wizardry could afford at the time; however, the end result was so dreadful (and old-fashioned) that the film proved a notorious flop!

The setting (adapted from a book by Charles Nordhoff and James Norman Hall, best-known for another adventure with an exotic backdrop, "Mutiny On The Bounty") is a South Sea island run by the American Navy; the arrival of the Governor's daughter causes a commotion – the newly-crowned native King forsakes his local girl for the white woman's charms; this obviously creates problems between the two sets of inhabitants, who do not wish to have their blood mingle…but, before the situation can be resolved, the Forces of Nature contrive to mete out their own form of justice (via the titular catastrophe).

Jason Robards Jr. is the Governor, Mia Farrow his daughter, and Dayton Kane the young ruler; besides, Max von Sydow is a doctor, Trevor Howard a priest, Timothy Bottoms a Navy officer (with feelings for Farrow) and James Keach as Kane's hostile keeper (the latter having been convicted of his fiancé's death, who drowned after fleeing a ceremony in which her virginity was to be ascertained!). Despite enviable credentials – producer Dino De Laurentiis, acclaimed Swedish director Troell, cinematographer Sven Nykvist, composer Nino Rota (whose contribution is particularly notable) and production designer Danilo Donati – the film is something of a snoozer, with endless footage devoted to local color and the unconvincing central romance…until the spectacular climax (but which still isn't really enough to redress the balance)!

Having re-acquainted myself with this (I'd already watched it as a kid), I hope someday to get a fresh appraisal of the Oscar-winning original as well; it was available on DVD very early into the format, but hasn't been re-issued since going out-of-print!