It's a Dog's Life

Okay, I saw this first when I was a kid and loved it. It's a rare talking animal film from an era that didn't indulge in these kinds of things. There's really nothing cutesy about it and it's tough around the edges, possibly too much so. This is Charles Dickens territory, not Benji. But it has charms (although the brutal treatment of animals and women can rightfully discredit this film, so I offer a caveat to any sensitive viewer). There is enough things right in this film to make up for the wrong in my book. Honestly, the ugly stuff this dog character goes through without losing his innate decency is very appealing (yeah, I know, it's a talking dog--although he narrates so there is no animated mouth movements making it cartoonish). I was surprised to learn that Vic Morrow did the dog voice-over. Nice job, perhaps better than many of his on-screen performances. And always reliable Edmund Gwenn and Dean Jagger provide solid support. This is a weird one, but I find it memorable.

I fell in love with this movie when I first saw it on late night TV back in the 70s. It's a charmer, with a wry sense of humor and a little tough around the edges. There's plenty of sentiment but it's definitely Runyonesque, as some here have so accurately described it, and NOT the cheap, mawkishly manipulative sentimentality of Disney. Anyone who thinks this movie condones violence - toward animals OR women - wasn't paying attention. The dogs are NOT violent but like the horses in Black Beauty, they're victims of cruel, greedy, selfish human beings.

My children grew up on this film, via a grainy, over-the-air VHS cassette. We all love it and someday, when it finally comes out on DVD, we'll throw a family party and watch it all together again.

I first saw It's A Dog's Life a long, long time ago on TV and immediately fell in love with Bull Terriers - I have since owned two and plan to get another. It depicts the breed pretty accurately, some can be scrappers but most are playful and friendly to all, and they have loads of personality. Yes, part of the plot is organized dog-fighting and there is violence towards a woman, both of which are repugnant to any decent person, but that knowledge shouldn't put anyone off watching - those scenes aren't nice, even though they do not show the actual violence, but all-in-all there's lots to love about this story. Wildfire the dog is a charmer and, best of all, the good guys win! I just hope this delightful film will be released on DVD sometime soon, so I can replace my old copied-from-TV VHS tape!!

This is a curious sort of movie, almost one of a kind. It's narrated by its central character, a white bull terrier, and though it would seem to be the sort of "family" movie parents take their kids to, it deals with staged dog fights on which men bet and in which dogs are killed. What's more the dog's first owner slaps his girlfriend around and she seems to enjoy it! Hardly Saturday matinee material. True, these elements are more implied than shown, but more oddities follow.

After setting up the dog as its central character, the movie introduces Jeff Richards and he temporarily takes over the story. Then he disappears and Edmund Gwenn belatedly enters the plot and the story begins to center around him. And then Jeff Richards comes back! Few movies have had such a shifting focus as this one. And why pick a bull terrier since this breed doesn't have the expressive eyes into which audiences can project all sorts of emotions? The bull terrier's blank look often seems at odds with the narration being spoken for him by actor Vic Morrow.

Perhaps most curiously, while this might have been designed as a movie with a special appeal to children, there are no children in it! In fact, two of the main characters are decidedly in the "senior citizen" class: Edmund Gwenn and Dean Jagger.

And yet ... the movie has a certain charm. Its early 1900s setting is pleasantly, though superficially, mounted. The cast is attractive, there are no slow spots in the story, and the whole thing's wrapped up in less than 90 minutes. Those who've seen the movie always seem to remember it, even though some of these memories may now be approaching 50 years in age.

Jeff Richards seems a bit miscast, (he doesn't have a tough-enough edge), but this is still one of his better parts at a time when he appeared to be moving toward stardom. For some reason or other, he never "clicked" and soon faded from view. Here he has a scene without his shirt, showing off the kind of chest hair which other actors shaved, and he looks lip-smackin' good! For even more footage of Jeff's chest, though in black-and-white, check out "Island of Lost Women."

This is an odd one. Films from a dog's point of view with human narration have been done before, but usually from the standpoint of either a dog in a troubled family situation or from the standpoint of a dog trying to get back to a beloved master after they are separated. This one dares to be different. Wildfire is a dog of the Bowery, alone in the world except for his mother, not having or seeking a master. Not only does the dog's voice sound like Frank Sinatra, the dog uses Rat Pack terminology, and plays the cool sensitive loner like Sinatra as well. As one reviewer put it, this film is quite Runyonesque. Another odd device of the film is that you don't hear the other dogs saying anything - Wildfire is the only dog that communicates with the audience in human language. This makes the film less like a cartoon and keeps the focus on Wildfire.

The film starts out with Wildfire sensing that his mother is unhappy. He goes to the elder dog of the wharf and asks him what the problem is. It turns out that Wildfire's father was a Grand Champion who has a love them and leave them attitude with the ladies, that Wildfire's mom was one of those ladies, and the result was Wildfire. Wildfire then sets out on a quest to find and kill his father for what he did to his mother. Pretty odd stuff for a talking dog movie.

Along the way he encounters two groups of people. The first group consists of the fellows who hang out in the local pub and run a dog fighting ring - Wildfire at first thinks his father's name of "Grand Champion" came from being a champion fighting dog. He gets into the business himself for awhile, but never finds his father. In the second half of the film he is taken in by a kindly old long-time servant of the wealthy Wyndham family, Jeremiah Emmett Augustus Nolan (Edmund Gwynn). The Wyndhams have problems of their own, and Wildfire and the Wyndhams manage to help each other with their respective demons.

Although the themes of dog-fighting and violence to women are part of the film, let me assure you there is nothing shown or said that would be inappropriate for a ten year old. No violence is actually shown. Highly recommended as a feel good family film.