Mr. Forbush and the Penguins

This extraordinary film was originally released under the name of MR. FORBUSH AND THE PENGUINS, which was the title of the book upon which it was based, written by Graham Billing. (Yes, Graham was Billing but not, one presumes, also cooing.) Forbush was the name given to the main character, played by John Hurt in the film. Now, this film has a strange history. The core of the story involves Forbush going to live in Antarctica to study scientifically and help save the penguins. And the penguins are the main characters in the story, one might justly say. This part of the film was actually shot on location in Antarctica, and it contains some of the best natural history footage of penguins ever recorded. The penguins wobble on the ground and are constantly attacked by some vicious birds from above called skuas. Forbush lives alone in a hut, visited from time to time by people bringing him supplies. He fights a war against the birds from the sky in order to try to save his precious penguins. John Hurt is really in his element here, as he lovingly portrays Forbush becoming more and more eccentric as his isolation is prolonged. But making a film in Antarctica was not enough for the box office. There had to be a back story set in London, a London still 'swinging', even though the sixties had ended a year before. John Hurt had to play a completely different Forbush in these sections, that of a skirt-chasing and flippant young man on the make. The two Forbushes did not really fit together very well, but never mind. The film was made by British Lion, which at that time was run by the twins known as the Boulting Brothers. They cast an actress as a girl friend of Forbush in London, but decided those scenes didn't work and she was not right. So they decided to choose a more suitable actress and reshoot the London scenes, which they did. This time Roy Boulting said to his young wife Hayley Mills he wanted her to be the girl. She was somewhat taken aback because she was at that time doing a London play. But the plan went ahead. Although the scenes were better this time, in my opinion and that of many others, the two halves of the film still did not come together sufficiently, so that one could say that the project was somehow misconceived. Though what one could or should have done is unclear. The South Pole and London are, after all, somewhat different, however much they may both manifest magnetic qualities. At this point, in the interest of 'openness and transparency' as the politicians say, I must state that I was a close friend of John Hurt from 1967 until his death. My wife and I were close friends of Judy Campbell, who appears briefly in the film as Forbush's mother. And we are also close friends of Hayley Mills. I shall betray only one confidence: Hayley told me recently that John had said to her that he absolutely hated the penguins and was inclined to side with the savage birds who attacked them. Now that the film can no longer be financially damaged by this strange fact leaking out, it is presumably safe to reveal it. In other words, despite his totally convincing performance, John was not at all in sympathy with Forbush. This strange amalgam of a film is worth seeing by anyone interested in penguins, that's for sure. And it is also entertaining. And then there are both John and Hayley to look at, which is always a joy.

According to Bryan Forbes' autobiography as well as David Nathan's biography of John Hurt, the story behind this film is as interesting as the film itself.

When the producers saw the finished material, it was decided that the opening in London should be completely re-shot, with a different director - Roy Boulting instead of Alfred Viola - and a different leading lady - Hayley Mills (Boulting's wife at the time), instead of an unnamed RADA actress who reportedly did not photograph well. According to Boulting, the reason was that "It presented a ridiculous picture of a character who lived in a swinging London that never ever existed and who was totally artificial, totally unreal and totally unsympathetic." Even though Hurt seems to have agreed at least in part, he was very unhappy about the prospect - understandably so, after the ordeal of the long and difficult location shooting in the Antarctica. Producer Bryan Forbes persuaded him not to quit.

Hurt's feelings about the animals were quite different from his character's. "The penguins were a real pain in the arse. They have all the faults of the human race without the redeeming gift of occasional intelligence. I preferred the predators, greatly admired the skuas. They farm the penguins, taking only a certain percentage of the eggs. The other skuas fish and battle for existence on the mountains in extreme conditions. If you killed off the predators the penguin colonies would become so huge they would probably become extinct. That would be a bad thing for the skuas. There's only one good thing to say about penguins and that is that they taste delicious - fishy, but nice." The film team actually had a few penguins for dinner - with HP sauce.

Several years later, Richard Burton happened to see this film, and it motivated him to suggest Hurt for 1984.

I enjoyed the film more than I expected. I am not a sentimental animal lover, and for scientific subjects, I prefer to watch a documentary or read a book. What I enjoyed about this film is Hurt's tour de force performance, the great location footage (by Arne Sucksdorff), but also the humour and style of the opening (as a fan of British swinging sixties films in general). The machine Forbush builds for his futile fight against the skuas reminded me of the Acme contraptions in the COYOTE AND ROADRUNNER cartoons.

I find it interesting that - probably male - commentators write that Hurt is not convincing as a ladies' man. Judging from the number of - probably female - commentators who fell in love with him in this film (and others such as IN SEARCH OF GREGORY), Hurt's quirky sex appeal seems to have been underused. Pity, but typical, because most of the decision makers in the industry are male.

It is many, many years since I saw this film, but unlike so many others I have seen, I have not forgotten the title or the substance of the film itself. I thought the way that Mr Forbush became so protective of the penguins and their eggs was wholly understandable and it was a hard lesson for him (and us, for that matter) to learn that he was the intruder in that landscape and he had to leave the penguins to protect their own eggs from the skuas. I just love watching penguins, so I got a good dose of that too. As a character study on what living a solitary life can do, I found it quite fascinating. It was not exactly an 'action' movie, but I found it very thought provoking and it sucked me right in from the start and kept me emotionally involved till the end. Well worth a look if you get the chance.

This film is thought-provoking yet remarkably sweet and funny. The first half is like a Carry On film, then, once deposited in the Antarctic, John Hurt goes from womanizing man-about-town, to eccentric, slowly-unravelling biologist very convincingly. Some remarkable wildlife photography and the baby penguins give the 2nd half of the film great 'Aah' potential. Given that I only saw this on DVD because a friend is mad about penguins, it was a great surprise! If it doesn't make you want to rush off to the South Pole, I'll be very surprised!

I saw this movie on TV, under the title "Cry of the Penguins", sometime around 1980. I was in high school at the time and my young heart was breaking as I watched the character of Forbush struggling against the elements to study the penguins. I became strangely obsessed with John Hurt and began following his career. It seemed like every time I turned on the TV I would see him on something. I Claudius, The Naked Civil Servant, Crime and Punishment. (I watched a lot of PBS in those days.) Of course the Elephant Man was the ultimate trip. I was blown away by his versatile acting abilities, and couldn't understand why he wasn't very well known in this country! Although I am married and 43 years old now, my heart still beats a little faster when I see or hear of him. And I still remember how I felt watching him struggle to save those penguins!