The UK's most worthy contribution to the classic 1970s disaster movie genre is
a predictably grim affair, lightened only by some nervous comedy
(marvellously served up by Roy Kinnear) and several lashes of
gallows humour (from a suitably dour Richard Harris). In spite of
its somewhat lacklustre script (the result of a messy pre-production
phase in which two directors talked away from the project), Juggernaut (a.k.a. Terror on the Britannic) proves to be quite an
effective suspense thriller, morbidly redolent of the climate of gloom
that hung over Britain for much of the 1970s. The film
has an overtly political slant, taking
a few timely digs at the British government,
in relation to its handling of terrorist situations (not
a rare occcurrence at the time) and parsimonious treatment of military personnel
(the dubious moral being: starve a pensionner, create a bomber).
Richard Lester directs the film with his customary gusto and
panache. The sequence in which the bomb disposal team parachute
in to save the day is almost worthy of a Bond film, and the stellar
cast (which sees Harris cross swords with Omar Sharif, Anthony Hopkins,
Ian Holm and Freddie Jones, all superb) can only add to its
appeal. The film only really comes into its own in the second
half, when Harris gets down and starts to defuse the fiendishly
designed bombs. It's gripping stuff and Lester and his crew
eke as much tension and drama as they possibly can from the situation -
you are genuinely relieved when it's all over. An enjoyably
nerve-racking experience, with none of the tiresome soap hysteria that
blights so many films of this kind.
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Film Synopsis
A few days after the luxury ocean liner SS Britannic has left port, heavily
laden with passengers, its owner, Nicholas Porter, receives a phone
call making a chilling ransom demand. The caller, who
identifies himself as Juggernaut,
reveals that he has placed seven oil drums packed with high explosives
on the liner. Unless half a million pounds is paid up,
the bombs will be detonated, causing enough damage to the hull of the
ship to sink it. Aware that over a thousand people
are on board the ship, which is currently negotiating a storm in the
mid-Atlantic, Porter is ready to hand over the money, but Her Majesty's
Government has other ideas. As the police, led by Superintendent
John McCleod, begin their hunt for Juggernaut, bomb disposal expert
Lieutenant Commander Anthony Fallon and his team are parachuted onto
the threatened liner. Fallon's confidence that he can defuse the
bombs is shattered when one of them is set off by one of his most
experienced colleagues. With time running out and 1400 lives at
stake, Fallon has no choice but to persevere...
Script: Richard Alan Simmons, Alan Plater (dialogue)
Cinematographer: Gerry Fisher
Music: Ken Thorne
Cast: Richard Harris (Lt. Cmdr. Anthony Fallon),
Omar Sharif (Captain Alex Brunel),
David Hemmings (Charlie Braddock),
Anthony Hopkins (Supt. John McLeod),
Shirley Knight (Barbara Bannister),
Ian Holm (Nicholas Porter),
Clifton James (Corrigan),
Roy Kinnear (Social Director Curtain),
Caroline Mortimer (Susan McLeod),
Mark Burns (Hollingsworth),
John Stride (Hughes),
Freddie Jones (Sidney Buckland),
Julian Glover (Commander Marder),
Jack Watson (Chief Engineer Mallicent),
Roshan Seth (Azad),
Kenneth Colley (Detective Brown),
Andy Bradford (3rd Officer Jim Hardy),
Paul Antrim (Digby),
Ben Aris (The Walker),
John Bindon (Driscoll)
Country: UK
Language: English
Support: Color
Runtime: 109 min
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