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Star Trek: Voyager “The Q and the Grey”
Jun 11, 2020
King Solomon's Mines (1985) (part 4 of 6)
Cut to the bad guys making their way across the plains. Wagner is again blasting from the gramophone, naturally, and Dogati is still not happy about it, naturally. To be fair, the bad guys’ ensuing exchange is mildly amusing.
Dogati: We must cross rivers, climb mountains, must we listen to this too?
Bockner: I told you, this is Wagner, and I admire his music. Wagner is the greatest composer that ever lived.
Dogati: You mean he’s dead?
Bockner: Of course!
Dogati: Allah be praised.
Bockner: You are an uncultured barbarian.
Bockner: I told you, this is Wagner, and I admire his music. Wagner is the greatest composer that ever lived.
Dogati: You mean he’s dead?
Bockner: Of course!
Dogati: Allah be praised.
Bockner: You are an uncultured barbarian.
I think it’s mainly in the delivery. Well, for Rhys-Davies, at least.
And just then, Allan and Jesse happen to fly directly over the bad guys. They decide to land and mess with them a bit. You know, because when you’re in a race to get to treasure, any time is a good time for pranks.
Allan buzzes the party, causing the bearers to drop Dogati and Bockner’s rides. The bearers run off, and Bockner bitches at them as only a German villain can. Jesse happens to find some bombs in the plane, and as Allan makes another pass overhead with the bad guys shooting at the plane, the bombs are dropped, creating… Well, slightly less than impressive havoc. They are out in an empty field, after all.
The bearers continue to run in terror, only to encounter some stock footage elephants, which cause them to run back the way they came. You know, I could have sworn this sort of humor went out of style right about the time most films began shooting with color film, but apparently not. The payoff is that Bockner is made to look like an idiot, and end scene.
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Ed Harris
A fan of less than great cinema since childhood, Ed divides his time between writing scripts, working an actual paying job and subjecting himself willingly to some of the worst films society has produced.
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