White Comanche (1968)

I guess "White Comanche" interested me for its fascinating history (made during the hiatus of Star Trek, and that Shatner tried to get NBC to purchase it for television) and Shatner's involvement more than anything. Joseph Cotton's name attached to it is also a plus with me, but sometimes a presentation hampers any chances of actors being able to lift a film out of the doldrums. In the case of White Comanche, Shatner is unable to balance dual roles without going to two wide extremes. His Notah Moon is a highly energized, totally savage, and psychotic "half breed", leading the Comanche on stagecoach raids and killings of White folk, while Shatner's interpretation of Johnny Moon is monotone, flat, devoid of any color at all. Two ends of the spectrum, but for whatever reason, he remained watchable just the same. I have to tell you, some of Shatner's best work came later in years, but he had some doozies in his prime, too. But here, he seems to be indifferent as how to handle a double-part. That's not to say he isn't capable, but maybe this film in its construction, while Shatner was there acting in it, he knew it was a turkey.It has a dull script and ratty dubbing with rough noise in the background when the cast speaks. There's the customary fisticuffs as Shatner's Johnny Moon must defend himself against the young buck brother of a land baron in a bar fight (yep, tables and beer bottles break), and shootouts (two rival land barons have their hired guns shooting it out in the dusty streets of Rio Hondo, the town setting for most of the film).Cotten is the sensible sheriff who just wants to keep the township safe, and obtain law, and peace. Well, with land barons shooting at each other, the Comanche's reservation some miles distant (riled up by the violence-minded Notah), and a Wanted poster with a price for Notah's hide due to his stagecoach murders, Rio Hondo's safety might not be so assured. Even a little boy that had bonded with Johnny Moon gets shot when accidentally walking into the line of fire. Rosanna Yanni (while quite easy on the eyes) is a boring romantic love interest (no emotions register at all but her beauty indeed does) for Johnny Moon, although her rape at the hands of an excited Notah is rather devastating.There's a huge body count and plenty of head shots, blood, and bullet fire. Shatner never looked comfortable to me as Johnny Moon. It was a "going through the motions" boredom that emerged in every scene Moon appeared to me. It was essentially a paycheck role. Cotton deserves better than this but he was a trooper, giving his sheriff a willingness to defend his town and not back down from the money men that were blowing smoke at each other over land rights. However, the film itself just kind of lays there on the screen and never seems capable of taking off. There's no energy. There's this pastiche of elements from westerns past, but White Comanche doesn't necessarily incorporate anything interesting or inspired in its own storytelling.Shatner's "brothers dual" on horses with guns blazing at the end doesn't give the viewer the big conclusion a final showdown normally does when a film builds towards it. Because the film's plot paints itself in a corner with the twins-at-odds final gunfight, it was a given to fail rather miserably. You can't really see anything, and the director/editor has to shoot the film to avoid the glaring problem facing them: how do you get two Shatners appear in the same frame with guns out shooting? Much less, how could they on horses, passing when effects weren't quite there to do so in the late 60s? And the score…this music applied to the film is a mess that rarely amplifies or ignites the drama or action on screen.If anything, the score just makes the film look foolish. That, and the editing and shot selections. This is just a badly produced, directed, edited, acted, dubbed, and scored western dud. It's not the worst film ever made, just a rather poor western that never amounts to much. It has enough violent bits and action to be somewhat effective on occasion.And it does have shocking moments like the little boy being shot and killed and a rather nasty piece of work in a pregnant Comanche squaw of Notah's who takes a knife to a "rogue Comanche" who warns Johnny of a potential attack on the town of Rio Hondo. There's also the aftermath of the land barons' shootout with all the bloody bodies, and the rocky cliffs and vistas in Spain that are nice. But, I don't think anything remotely sustainable leaves an impression after this is over. It is rather forgettable.

During the 1960s, when Euro westerns were the rage, Spanish filmmakers often had great success making westerns during co- productions with Italy. However, when the Spaniards made westerns on their own, the results were usually dismal, "White Comanche" being no exception. While it's not the worst western I've seen, it's a flat and decidedly unentertaining experience for the most part. Oh, there is a little camp value seeing Shatner in the title role, whooping it up and overacting. However, despite what the title may suggest, the movie isn't really about the white Comanche character. In fact, after first showing up in a couple of brief scenes in the movie's first few minutes, the character doesn't appear again until almost an hour has passed! The movie is more about the white Comanache's twin brother instead. The movie could still have worked, but for the most part it's very boring, slow-moving, flatly directed (even the background scenery is bland), and burdened with an absolutely terrible musical score. Even more forgiving fans of Euro westerns will find this movie a chore to sit through.

Really , really bad , but really , really funny !! No-talent is a bad boy who has led his people off the reservation and is raining havoc down on the good white folks . While raping and pillaging his brother Johnny (very little talent) is trying his best to do the right thing , as they are twins everyone mistakes Johnny for No-tah and he gets in trouble because of it . Only the way of Ess tow tow n ya can rectify matters , Yes the way of man and horse . Shatner is truly terrible as an Indian and not much better as a cowboy , but very funny for sure . His gun handling really stinks as does his native American accent , all making for a comical attempt at a western . Joe Cotton tries his best but there's no hope for this one , but it is funny , because its not meant to be .

Actually saw it so many years ago that I don't remember much of the film. However, knew Gil Kay, the director, when he was living in Madrid in the late 60's and wonder if he is still around and writing and directing. At the time he had a screenplay, that he wrote, and was trying to produce it in Spain. Madrid was a hotbed of film activity, fueled mainly by Samuel Bronston's productions. Big names and, for those days, big budgets compared to the Spanish economy. Gil was an integral part of the ex-pat community of film makers, most of whom came over to work on specific projects but, seduced by the extraordinary life style in Madrid, remained, sometime for years, trying to put together productions. A few succeeded but most returned to Hollywood poorer but wiser. So, anybody know if Gil is still alive and active? What was his last effort? Would appreciate an update at my email address: [email protected]