Thunder at the Border (1967)

It's hard to see any effort in the film. There's no comedy to speak of, no real drama and, worst of all.

This is a small, humorous movie in some ways, but it has a huge heart. What a nice experience.

The film's masterful storytelling did its job. The message was clear. No need to overdo.

It is encouraging that the film ends so strongly.Otherwise, it wouldn't have been a particularly memorable film

"Winnetou und sein Freund Old Firehand" or "Thunder at the Border" is a West German & Yugoslavian co-production from 1966 that resulted in a German-language western film. It has its 50th anniversary this year and it is in color. Here we have another of the uncountable Karl May western films from Germany from the 1960s. The title including Winnetou is of course a giveaway. However, do not believe what you are told. These 90 minutes are one of the later installments from the Winnetou series, but actually this is not really a Winnetou film anymore. Pierre Brice's character is almost non-existent for the entire movie, only appears very briefly on several occasions. What still links this film to the Winnetou series is that many actors are in here that appeared in other Winnetou films such as Marie Versini or Rik Battaglia, who is fun to watch as always, but kind of wasted as one of the good guys this time. The antagonists were really boring and the heroes, such as Old Firehand weren't really more interesting either. You cannot blame them though. Obviously the people who made this film, such as director Alfred Vohrer, wanted to make as much cash as possible because the previous Winnetou films were huge commercial successes and this also explains the use of Brice's character in the name. Now I personally think Brice is not a good actor at all, so it may have been a chance to make a good film with him absent most of the time, but the plot and story are just way too weak. Luckily, the film is not as long as some of the other Karl May movies, but even at 1.5 hours, it dragged on several occasions. This film should have been when the Winnetou franchise really should have ended, but sadly there was still one (others may say two) more films to come. I do not recommend the watch. Go for something else.

It's only from reading other reviewers here that I've become aware of a series of films featuring the character of Winnetou as a principal with actor Pierre Brice in the lead role. Though this is titled "Winnetou and Old Firehand", I caught it on the Encore Western Channel as "Thunder at the Border", and it seemed to me that the Apache Chief was merely an ancillary character. Actually, he and his sister Nscho-tschi (Marie Versini) almost seemed out of place in the story to me, appearing as if they had just stepped off an Indian fashion runway while the rest of the cast was suitably attired for the Mexican desert.Regarding Old Firehand, that would have been actor Rod Cameron using yet another name, Jason Waade, a fur trapper sidelined in a Mexican village about to come under attack by an outlaw who's brother winds up dead after killing a villager in a card game. Quite coincidentally, Waade's old flame (firehand/flame?) Michelle (Nadia Gray) resides in the village along with their son who Waade never knew. This is all quite comical actually, as Waade offers enough hints for the viewer to figure things out, but young Tom (Todd Armstrong) is quite clueless. Going by 'Jace', he can't seem to figure out that they both have the same first name, even after Waade reveals that he knows his mother and knows how old the boy is.At least there's a fairly intriguing element introduced in the story when the bandido Silers (Harald Leipnitz) sends a Mexican wagon train back to town planted with explosives. They're set off in a fiery display that provides about the most excitement the film has to offer.With the eventual reconciliation between Waade and Michelle, Tom/Jace finally makes the connection, while proceeding to help the villagers defeat Silers' bunch. Now I don't know about you, but it sure seemed to me that Silers had a smile on his face when Old Firehand put him away with the second arrow. It was as if he signaled his pleasure to get things over with while the good guys had to stick around to mop things up.

There is no question that this film is a wreck. But, like a wreck, it is not without interest. For one thing, the pace is good, the dialogue sometimes odd and not any more clichéd than any other Western of the era, and, happily, unlike too many international Westerns, has an easy plot to follow.And it has some interesting characters. Most unusual and self-contradictory is the English army man (played by Victor de Kowa), who acts like a highly affectatious Monty-Pythonesque old poof (and he walks really weird), but he wants to marry the boy Jace's mother; bragging like Baron Munchausen, he turns out to actually be a good shot. A difficult character to figure out.Rod Cameron is not unappealing as the easily-smiling hero; the main attribute of the kid playing his son is that he looks like David Spade. Cameron's main side-kick is the amiably over-weight Vladimir Medov, anticipating Lee Van Cleef's amiable chubby side-kick in "Sabata" by three years.But Pierre Brice's Winnetao, to me, seems completely out of place; I get that this actor and character starred in a series of films, but his role was a relatively unimportant one here, and it was hard for me to get over Winnatao and his sister romping through the west in leather jump suits and tennis shoes. Ridiculous, actually.And there are too many flaws of logic to overlook as well. In the first 10 minutes, for example, we are treated to one of the worst cases of "how many bad guys do we have to kill before their number starts to decrease" that I have ever seen. Specifically, in the opening battle, I counted 13 of Silers' men attacking Cameron and the Indians. The good guys kill 9 of them off their horses. 8 of the bad guys ride up to the ledge for closer combat. Two more are shot to death, and 7 ride back after withdrawing. Yikes! I also scratched my head in confusion in the later sequence in which Silers and Sanchez together first attack the town defended by Cameron. The defenders "trap" them in a ring of fire that looks to be no more than 8 inches high. Terrified, the bad guys retreat. Was the 8 inches of fire that great an obstacle? On the other hand, the movie treats us to more religious imagery, treated with genuine reverence, than we are wont to see in typical spaghetti Westerns (or any Westerns, for that matter). The scene in which the priest holds up a gold crucifix in the face of the invading outlaws, momentarily stopping them in their tracks, is affecting and oddly pleasing. One image of him, shot from below and in front of him, is very well done, as his arms, holding the cross above his head, frame a perfect Byzantine-style halo around his head. A good moment for the camera-man.A lost opportunity for a truly horrifying moment was the interesting scene in which a parade of dead peasants in their wagons slowly ride back into town. The director opted here for the suggestion of horror, when I think a more graphic display of the many murdered men sitting upright in the wagons would have been more effective.This isn't the worst Western by any means, and is odd enough to just perhaps merit your attention for its long 98 minute run-time.

Winnetou (Pierre Brice) on an errand of justice, gets trapped in a town being besieged and destroyed for revenge by a maniac outlaw's gang. Other than that, Winnetou is merely an afterthought among a sprawling plot of the doings of myriad characters, none of whom make much of an impression except for a surprising Todd Armstrong who is more credible here as "Tom" than he was as "Jason" with the Argonauts. Rod Cameron tries hard but has little presence but not much can really be expected when Winnetou, supposedly an Apache, is always got up more like a Cheyenne or Sioux and lives in a "pueblo" like a Navajo. Hollywood Indians are sometimes just as bogus, but European Indians are always bad. One of the "teepees" in the previous film looked like a circus tent.