PHENOMENALITY: *marvelous*
MYTHICITY: *fair*
FRYEAN MYTHOS: *adventure*
CAMPBELLIAN FUNCTION: *cosmological, sociological* "I'm a person, not a collection of hunks of meat."
I've already reviewed the second and third releases in Antonio Margheriti's "Gamma One" tetralogy, WAR OF THE PLANETS and PLANET ON THE PROWL. I've not had the opportunity to re-screen SNOW DEVILS, the one that was fourth to be released to theaters (that is, irrespective of the order of actual filming, given that all four movies were generated within the same year). But I have no hesitation in proclaiming the first-released, THE WILD,WlLD PLANET, to be the best in this short-lived series. And in contrast to many other Italian space-operas, PLANET has more to it than just the usual "so bad it's good" elements-- though I admit some of those elements are present.

Take the line I quoted above. Following a few shots establishing that PLANET takes place on a far-future Earth that has colonized other planets, the line is spoken by Mike Halstead (Tony Russel), commander of a space-station orbiting Earth, as he has a testy exchange with Doctor Nurmi (Massimo Serato). Nurmi has been allowed to set up a lab on the station due to the influence of certain planetside "corporations," where he conducts experiments with skin grafts and "miniature organs" (not explained). Halstead makes clear that he doesn't approve of all this monkeying around with piecing together people out of "hunks of flesh," while Nurmi clearly has some agenda involving the eugenic production of "perfect people." Nevertheless, Halstead has to offer Nurmi hospitality aboard the station, and invites him to dinner that evening, where, as Nurmi notes, they will be eating "hunks of meat." Clearly, if one can trust the English translation, writers Ivan Reiner and Renato Moretti were having some fun with the standard tropes of space opera-- although all their other film-work seems to be nothing but undistinguished sci-fi time-fillers.


Halstead's futuristic paradise also gets some trouble from his current girlfriend Connie (Lisa Gastoni), who serves on the space-station under Halstead's authority. Connie's first seen in a gym, drilling male and female officers in judo moves. But even though she twice drops Halstead's officer-buddy Jake (Franco Nero) on his ass with her own skills, don't mistake Connie for a modern girlboss. In this scene and the one at dinner, she makes it clear to Nurmi that she doesn't appreciate her boyfriend treating her like "one of the boys." In a way she's as traditionally minded as Halstead, and that includes the tradition of accepting an invitation from smooth talker Nurmi to pay a visit to his experimental center on the space station (or planet?) Delphus. 

But some mysterious agents of Delphus come to Earth long before Connie goes anywhere. It appears these agents have been operating on Earth for some time, causing mysterious disappearances of scientists, but what we first see of them is eight women and one man, a tall guy with dark glasses and a dark cloak. Whenever one of the girls and Glasses Guy approach a solitary victim, Glasses Guy spreads his cloak over the victim, who just disappears. Even when I saw PLANET in my youth, I knew that this was a cost-cutting effect. Yet the way Margheriti films these disappearance-scenes, they're much creepier than the use of some optical image. In one of the attack-scenes, Glasses Guy botches things somehow, and the victim escapes, though he's been weirdly shrunken, causing him to fall into a coma. The woman with Glasses Guy then makes him disappear, though she doesn't have a cloak to bring off the effect. I'm not sure how it happens that Halstead, commander of a space station, gets assigned to investigate missing scientists, though in one scene he and his agents certainly act like they have police-powers. At one point, Glasses Guy (or a clone thereof) is sighted in a future-car, and agents give chase. The car cracks up and the driver disappears, but Halstead makes the scene in time to see that the car contains doll-sized, miniature people held in stasis within a suitcase. In addition, slightly later the authorities find the dead body of a Glasses-Guy, and discover that he has four arms, the result of skin grafts. The call goes out to find Doctor Nurmi.

Somehow Halstead and two other officers track down two of the female Delphus agents and their leader (Moha Tahi). This confrontation scene is in equal measure both risible and symbolically significant, for the three girls show themselves to be judo-mistresses and hand the three guys a pretty tough battle. While the spies are being taken into custody, Connie arrives on Delphus and begins to encounter some weird phenomena, including an oddball doctor who tells her "your other half will soon be here." Back on Earth, Halstead tries to choke the truth out of Nurmi, but Halstead's superior reins him in. Nothing daunted, Halstead takes a contingent of men to Delphus to rescue Connie and destroy Nurmi's mad scheme, whatever it is. Nurmi gets to Delphus before Halstead and informs Connie that, in addition to somehow conquering Earth with his clones and his shrink-tech, he plans to be joined with Connie in a manner more surgical than sexual. In other words, when Nurmi isn't playing Frankenstein, he's a Moreau who works on himself, and he wants Connie's body only to create a perfect male-female hybrid. If you credit Nurmi with nothing else, he certainly has the courage of his convictions, for even though Halstead brings down his operation Nurmi does his best to take the space-soldier with him into oblivion.

I don't know which of the "Gamma Ones" was written first, but PLANET is the most detailed and feels most like the authors projecting their societal concerns upon a future-scape. The writers did this by creating two sets of oppositions. Halstead may sound as conservative as a Hebrew patriarch out of Leviticus when he rails against skin grafts as a threat to bodily autonomy. But Nurmi is entirely blasphemous in creating a race of perfect humans to people the universe, suggesting a god-complex-- though he might be the first such mad scientist who wanted to become "god and goddess in one body." And though Nurmi's female servants may be judo-trained marvels, none of them have any individuality-- which Connie, even in her rejection of ultra-feminism, certainly possesses. I'm not saying that it's entirely wrong to laugh at some of the movie's missteps, like the soldiers using acetylene torches to suggest ray-guns. But Margheriti, who had completed two Gothic horrors before PLANET, puts a lot of social content into this space-opera, as well as undermining a lot of the gosh-wow sci-fi nicknacks with uncanny, and sometimes apocalyptic, imagery. One might not want to think of PLANET, with its "wild" space-babes and square-jawed heroes, as quality sci-fi. But it's much more imaginative than most space-operas from any decade or nation.