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Something Big (NGP, 1971)




Jeff Arnold’s West is having a bit of a Brian Keith-orama at the moment, a Western career retrospective looking at Westerns Keith was in. In the last one I did, Sierra Baron, I gave a potted bio of our star so look in the index if you want to read that, but today’s episode is a 1971 comedy Western he did, Something Big.
Brian Keith


Honestly, it was a bit of a dud. Comedy Westerns are hard to do. So often they fall flat. Of course there are truly great ones, and some fine ones that hover on the comedy but can also be seen as straight Westerns. But comedy-action-Westerns with stars like Dean Martin on autopilot risk being neither funny nor good action movies either, and such a one is Something Big.


‘something big’ written in lower case; ironic, huh.


One major problem it had (and I regret to say it) was its director Andrew V McLaglen. Though a John Wayne groupie and son of one of John Ford’s favorite actors (and of course the two things are not coincidental) McLaglen was basically a second-class director of feature Westerns. He did a competent enough job on TV – one thinks especially of Gunsmoke and Have Gun – Will Travel – but when you look at his record of big-screen oaters it’s undistinguished, to say the least.



AV McLaglen


Dino was one of the loveliest men ever, no doubt about it, and he had the ability to be a great actor, but he also did a whole lot of junk. He started Westerns partnered with Jerry Lewis in the hilarious (not) Pardners (1956), became famous as the recovering alcoholic deputy to John Wayne in Rio Bravo, and then he did those slapdash, frankly lousy Westerns with Frank Sinatra, Sergeants 3 and 4 for Texas. He was one of The Sons of Katie Elder (supposed to be Duke’s brother), did Texas Across the River with Alain Delon, did his best Western lead playing the bad guy in Rough Night at Jericho in 1967, followed by Bandolero! (sigh), and 5 Card Stud with Robert Mitchum (both sleepwalking through their parts), before the big yawn Something Big and his final oater, the unremarkable Showdown, with Rock Hudson. There were some A-pictures here but there were very few good ones. In Something Big I think he is supposed to be charming but in fact he just seems tired.







Keith too, we know, would accept any old script that came along and was also capable of just going through the motions to get to the end of it. In Something Big he plays an aging Cavalry colonel on the verge of retirement, a (very) poor man’s Nathan Brittles. He was actually only fifty but relied on make-up to age him.



Col. Keith doing his Yellow Ribbon act


The worst thing about Something Big is that it is way too long. An action-comedy Western that becomes a bore is unforgivable. At one hour, 48 minutes it seems interminable.


The screenplay was by James Lee Barrett, who, with McLaglen, was also a producer. Best known probably for his work on In the Heat of the Night and Smokey and the Bandit, he also wrote Westerns, some rather second-rate ones, Shenandoah, Bandolero!, The Undefeated, and his best effort, The Cheyenne Social Club. The script of Something Big, however, is plodding, repetitive and in the last resort just not very funny (though I do understand this last is a subjective judgement). It is said, amazingly, that Barrett wrote the part for Peter O’Toole. The mind positively boggles.



Writer Barrett


One good thing about the movie, McLaglen got large numbers of Ford/Wayne stock company regulars in, often in little more than cameos but still entertaining. Denver Pyle is a filthy outlaw, Harry Carey Jr is a cook with a wooden leg, Paul Fix is an Indian chief, Ben Johnson is an incompetent Army scout, and Bob Steele is a teamster, among others.



Ben Johnson the Great (wasted, though)


The idea is that outlaw Joe Baker (Martin) is planning “something big” (a phrase repeated ad pretty well nauseam) and Col. Morgan (Keith) wants (a) to find out what and (b) stop it. That’s the plot – such as it is.


Rascally Albert Salmi and his cadaverous gunman (and knifeman) sidekick Robert Donner – another Wayne regular – are ready to give Baker a Gatling gun for his “something big” but in return, sex-starved Salmi wants a woman. There are precious few in the territory. Now, it just so happens that the colonel’s lady is coming out West on the stage to join him, and she will do nicely. Mrs Morgan is played by Honor Blackman, Brit actress who was both John Steed’s athletic partner in The Avengers and Bond girl Pussy Galore in Goldfinger. She had done a Western before, Shalako, with then-Bond Sean Connery, a picture that is oft derided but which in fact I don’t mind. She plays the colonel’s wife as a prim but in the last resort gutsy lady.



Pussy Galore out West


David Huddleston has a very short part, cut off in his prime. Joyce Van Patten and Judi Meredith are two very horny women who rather unfunnily set upon any man (even Salmi) who comes near.


The real star of the show, though, is Tuffy (Scruffy), the mutt which Baker takes everywhere with him in a special saddlebag. This megastar was wasted, though, given nothing to do. He just seems to be there.





Surprisingly, the movie starts and ends with a Hal David and Burt Bacharach pop-ballad (60s and 70s Westerns felt obliged to, especially after Butch Cassidy) which is not sung by Dino. That was a disappointment.


In fact this picture seems to have been trying for the Butch Cassidy vibe, though it signally failed to find it.


It’s a modestly big-budget affair with a large cast and shot in Technicolor down Mexico way (Durango, a favored Wayne/McLaglen locale) by Harry Stradling Jr, who did wagonloads of Westerns, some good.



Harry Stradling Jr.


As a counterpoint to Honor arriving for Brian, Martin also has a shrewish fiancée heading inexorably West to get him, in the shape of Londoner Carol White, in her only Western. I do wish these actors wouldn’t try these “Scottish” accents though. Hers is as fake as it is overdone. Her brother Tommy (Don Knight) is Baker’s sidekick and he plays the bagpipes. He too was only relatively Scottish: born in Manchester, England, he studied for the ministry in Montreal.


There’s a sergeant, Fitzsimmons, who is fond of a drop, Merlin Olsen, who, though, is rather uncharismatic. You would have thought that the director, whose father was famed for such parts in those John Ford cavalry Westerns, might have gone to town a bit on that part. There is the (compulsory) saloon brawl the sergeant takes part in. Only mildly funny.


There’s a rather unsavory climax as Martin Gatling-guns to death countless Mexican bandidos. We’re tired of it and it wasn’t very enjoyable even the first time. But as I said, by then you have lost the will to live and are just praying for rain.



Been there, done that. Wasn’t very good the first time.


No, I’m afraid it isn’t very good. Roger Ebert said, “It doesn’t have a single surprise in its whole two hours.”



9 Responses

    1. I don't think Wayne played Brittles "fairly well". I think he played him brilliantly. It was one of Duke's best ever roles. And of course Yellow Ribbon was a fine film. All a far cry from Keith in Something Big!

  1. Jeff, I'm surprised you gave SOMETHING BIG a rating of 2 pistols. Well, all I can say is what the movie isn't. Unlike what few Westerns that manage to get made today, which are mostly grim indictments of the murdering white man's persecution of Indians, humorless stories where nobody so much as cracks a smile, about guilt-ridden tormented gunslingers, or evil businessmen. SOMETHING BIG is a movie from the good old days of politically incorrect Westerns. I thought the dialogue between Joe Baker(Dean Martin) and Mary Anna Morgan(Honor Blackman) regarding bathing procedures was humorous.

    It's just a shame that SOMETHING BIG couldn't have been a better movie.

    1. When you say surprised, do you mean I should have given it more revolvers, or fewer? For me, it was pretty bad all in all but got off the one-revolver rating for the character actors.

  2. Jeff, no, I thought you were kind to give SOMETHING BIG as many as 2 pistols, probably 1 or 1.5. Yes, the movie is really only worth watching because of the character actors. Jesse Bookbinder(Ben Johnson) and Colonel Morgan's(Brian Keith) scenes together could have been written better, a lost opportunity. Ben Johnson as an inept scout? Not likely. I don't think Ben could really spoof himself. How did you like the realistic outfit Ben was wearing? Kudos to costumer designers Richard Bruno and Ray Summers.

    1. You're probably right. But every Western gets a minimum of one revolver, even spaghettis, because they made a Western. I don't award half-guns, and you can't really give a film with Ben Johnson in the same as a spaghhetti!
      Yes, great costume. That was also one of the good things about Sierra Baron.

  3. That is why the comment was in quotation marks and had little to do with Wayne but Keith's age as you wrote about it.

    1. Yes, I see what you mean. Though I thought Wayne's 'old man' more convincing than Keith's.

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