Director: Leslie Martinson
Year: 1967
Rating: 6.0
From time to time I get in the mood to see a particular
actor in a few films - this time for whatever reason I was thinking of Raquel
Welch. By every standard known to man, she was more a presence than an actress
and her presence basically resided in her chest. Still I have always liked
her and her films are almost always flimsy but enjoyable. She was just unable
to unmoor her character from herself though she did get better as an actress
as she got older. She is still going strong at 80 preserved like a pickled
jar trying so hard to keep her looks and legend. Relax. Get old. You deserve
it. On talk shows in which she is always very articulate and amusing, I keep
worrying that her face will become unhinged and fall down to her waist. Not
yet and I wish her many more years.
Raquel Welch is Fathom. In a green bikini, a shapely sun dress, sky diving,
being shot at by a spear gun, being pushed out of an airplane, blowing up
a boat, being run after by a bull in a bullring while wearing a slinky red
dress or just being rather adorable. This is Raquel in her prime and it is
a fine thing to see. For me Raquel and Ursula Andress were the premier pop
sex bombs of the 1960's after the ones in the 1950's had begun to fade. The
ones as a boy who made me realize just how different women were from us.
They had a cool factor that a Monroe or Mansfield never had - as much as
I like them too - it was just different because the 60's were different.
The Italian sex stars were of course in a class by themselves.
Raquel has an interesting back story that shows how determined and tough
she was. Born Jo Raquel Tejada in 1940, she was married with two children
by 1963 when the couple separated. And she decided she would be a star in
films and grinded it out as a weather woman, modeling, a cocktail waitress
and then small parts leading to bigger parts leading to stardom in Fantastic
Voyage and One Million Years B.C. in 1966. By Fathom she was a star though
not many took her seriously as an actress - then or ever really - but she
had a distinctive look and attitude that worked. And the poster of her in
One Million Years BC was every teenage boy's fantasy.
Fathom is fairly light in nature - though a few people are murdered - but
the tone feels breezy, the soundtrack is pure elevator pop and we all know
Raquel will be just fine. She is a skydiver and gets talked into parachuting
onto a man's property (Anthony Franciosa) by British Intelligence (Ronald
Fraser) and setting a bug. She is told that he has a device that could set
off a nuclear bomb. Another wealthy man (Clive Revill) is after the Fire
Dragon as well as is another man (Tom Adams) who seems much too innocent.
Of course, everyone is lying to Fathom and spinning one yarn and one twist
and turn after another. About 2/3s of the way through I began to realize
that this was sort of a remake of The Maltese Falcon with a Fire Dragon instead.
Raquel is no Bogart but she is much sexier.