The first time I've watched this was likely on the SciFi channel sometime in the late 90s or early 2000s. I had heard of it, of course, even knew the ending through pop culture osmosis.
So watching it was one of those odd experiences of knowing all the edges of the culture jigsaw pieces but not the center.
Let's watch!
Now, this is a late 60s film, although you'd swear it was a 70s film given Heston and the greasy Technicolor we later find in the likes of Omega Man or Soylent Green.
Surprisingly, this film was written by the same scriptwriter for Bridge Over the River Kwai, and co written by Rod Serling.
That Rod Serling. Really.
In doing some research this morning, I also found out it's based on a French novel. It would have been the Eiffel Tower and not the Statue of Liberty.
I do admit the cinematography of the opening scenes are great. The small, cheap, but somehow real enough feeling space ship, followed by the brown mesa hardness of the "alien" planet.
All these deliciously widescreen shots are some real eye candy.
The film really seems to be going out of it's way to make Taylor (Heston) into a colossal jerk. He's mean to his shipmates, bitter about being stranded some 2000 years into the future.
Is this his arc? Are we supposed to empathize with this toothy jackass?
"If this is the best they've got in six months, we'll be running this planet."
After that line, it's hard not to read this film as a racist metaphor. I had been hoping that my recollection was wrong, but as the second act kicks off it's hard to avoid it. Given racist depictions of black people and the fact nearly every human character in the film is white...you see what I mean.
Taylor is *awful* at non-verbal communication. I've done better myself when I lost my voice.
The nice bit of this film is how Zaius is quietly positioned as the antagonist. First just a look, then wiping away the sand Taylor had written in. Finally, crumbling away the toy plane. Interspersed with conversation between Cornelius and Zira, we're cleverly let in on the political nature of the world in which Taylor finds himself with no exposition.
It's some solid writing, as expected for Serling.
And there's the misogyny. Ewww...
@socketwench - Serling is one of my favorite writers, and he really shows off his chops here.