EAGLES OVER LONDON
Italy - France - Spain | 1970
Directed by Enzo G. Castellari
Starring
Frederick Stafford
Van Johnson
Francisco Rabal
Color
| 114 Minutes | Not Rated
Format: DVD (R0 - NTSC)
Severin Films
Undercover Nazis invade England.
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Slowing down the panzers.
The road to Dunkirk.
A Yank in the RAF.
Me 'n' the byrd need a little privacy, okay mate?
Suicide commando.
"Obedience is expected of an officer of the Third Reich."
Mayday! Mayday! We're being attacked by stock footage!
Here come the Heinkels.
Tarantino and Castellari at L.A.'s Silent Movie Theater, May 2008.
EAGLES OVER LONDON
Action-packed
 
 
Review by
Brian Lindsey


Film:4
DVD:5
Flying on the coattails of Guy Hamilton's Battle of Britain (1969), Eagles Over London tries to squeeze epic aerial clashes into your basic men-on-a-mission formula with often laughable or just plain embarrassing results. It's an ambitious but goofy "Macaroni Combat" actioner from Italian director Enzo G. Castellari (the original Inglorious Bastards).
    June 1940... Allied armies are reeling before the onslaught of Hitler's blitzkrieg in the West. As Anglo-French forces withdraw into the bridgehead at Dunkirk in preparation for evacuation to England, a small team of Nazi commandos dressed in British uniforms slaughters a squad of British soldiers and assumes their identities. The Germans then split up, individually infiltrating the retreating Allied troops during the hastily-prepared sealift. Before being evacuated, British infantry officer Captain Stevens (Frederick Stafford) discovers the bodies of the massacred men, noting their missing ID discs and paybooks. Stevens smells a rat but his suspicions are overtaken by events amid the chaos of the Dunkirk pullout. While waiting to be extracted from the beach, he befriends fellow officer Lt. Martin (Franciso Rabal, Nightmare City), who is actually one of the disguised German infiltrators. Stevens is completely fooled by Martin's amiable manner and flawless command of the language.
    Once in England, the Nazi commandos rendezvous at a London safe house arranged by a female spy (Teresa Gimpera) working as a barmaid. Team leader Major Krueger (Tragic Ceremony's Luigi Pistilli) lays out their do-or-die mission: to sabotage the enemy's new, top secret network of radar installations. Should this early warning system be significantly disrupted then the hard-pressed Royal Air Force could be overwhelmed by the Luftwaffe, leaving Britain wide open to invasion. Absolutely nothing must be allowed to interfere with this goal, Krueger reminds them, and they are all expendable. Because the British are quickly reorganizing their forces the commandos need to constantly change their individual covers, murdering enemy soldiers for their identity papers. Corpses start turning up in and around London, alerting the Brits that something is up, but Krueger’s men hope to complete their mission and possibly win the war before they can be run to ground.
    When Capt. Stevens' report about the bodies he found at Dunkirk is brought to the attention of higher brass, his infantry company is assigned to special homeland security duty his troops are to hunt down whoever is killing the soldiers. Meanwhile, the famous "Battle of Britain" has begun in earnest; the Luftwaffe launches its massive campaign to sweep the RAF from the skies. Stevens has even less time for romance with fiancée Meg (Evelyn Stewart), an RAF auxiliary serving on the staff of Air Marshal George Taylor (Van Johnson). Taylor, responsible for coordinating the British fighter squadrons, has a hard enough time dealing with the Jerries as it is. But now the Nazi commandos make their move, staging direct attacks on the all-important radar sites...
    I've enjoyed many of Enzo Castellari's movies. A skilled journeyman with a flair for action, he has a decidedly Roger Corman-like knack for squeezing maximum results out of meager budgets. Indeed, Eagles Over London looks like a much more expensive project than it actually was, particularly evident in the Dunkirk evacuation scenes for what is basically an exploitation film trying to emulate an A-List production* these possess an undeniably 'epic' feel. Castellari also injects welcome elements of visual style (the very first camera shot, for example, is through a bullet hole in a helmet) and handles the ground-based action sequences with his typical adroitness.
    So why am I compelled to shoot this flick down? (Check your Six, Enzo!)
    Let's put the cardboard characters and generally dull performances aside. Mainly it's because the screenplay bites off way more than it can chew. The entire subplot focusing on the historical Battle of Britain is unnecessary — the film would have been much better served, and played to Castellari's directorial strengths, had it hewed strictly to the Nazi commandos and the effort to thwart them. This is because the models and miniatures used to depict the dogfights are laughably cheesy (despite what fanboy Quentin Tarantino says in the DVD's supplements). Suspension of disbelief is almost completely impossible; not for a second will you swallow any of it. Making things worse, the actual historical facts are pretty much tossed out of the plane without a parachute. Now, as a military history buff in addition to being a cinefreak I've come to expect some degree of laxity when it comes to errors and anachronisms in war movies. But Eagles Over London is simply a bridge too far. Virtually none of the hardware on display is even remotely accurate; there are even shots of model Spitfires painted with German markings! By using color-tinting and a split-screen technique Castellari takes a novel approach to incorporating old WWII stock footage into his aerial combat scenes, but it can't disguise the fact that said footage still looks crappy and doesn't mesh well.
    The film is also marred by some inexplicable casting. Van Johnson and Frederick Stafford (real name: Friedrich Strobel) looped their own dialog for the English dub; thus the Czech-born Stafford, playing a British soldier, has a distinct Central European accent, while veteran American actor Johnson, playing a high-ranking British commander, sounds like the East Coast Yank he actually was. (???) There's a throwaway line about Stafford's character being the child of Hungarian immigrants, but why is he named "Stevens"? And why not hire a genuine English actor to portray the air marshal? I just don't get it.
* Battle of Britain was produced by Harry Saltzman — at the time co-honcho with Albert "Cubby" Broccoli of the James Bond franchise — and features a host of topnotch actors such as Laurence Olivier, Robert Shaw, Michael Caine and Christopher Plummer.

Severin's DVD presents the film in its original widescreen aspect ratio (2.35:1 anamorphic) with a Dolby 2.0 soundtrack. The source print ain't exactly pristine colors look somewhat faded; some dirt and damage pops up here and there; there's noticeable image jitter in a couple of scenes but it's far superior to the way the vast majority of Macaroni Combat titles have to date been treated in North America (i.e., banished to the bargain bin hell of public domain box sets, sourced from fullscreen VHS dupes). Audio quality is disappointing although not a deal-breaker. Yes, the brass section of the orchestra which performed the film’s score does sound like a high school marching band, but apparently this was intentional!
    The trailers for Eagles Over London and Inglorious Bastards are on hand, along with a very brief scene deleted from Eagles that is purely inconsequential to the final cut. (The film didn't lose a thing by dropping it.) Two interesting featurettes are included. Enzo Castellari and Quentin Tarantino Part 2 (14 min.), a continuation of their discussion found on Severin's Bastards disc, focuses on the making of Eagles and the extensive use made of battle footage cribbed from it for later European war pics such as Umberto Lenzi's From Hell To Victory (1979). Eagles Over Los Angeles (16 min.) concerns a screening of the film held in L.A. in May 2008; Tarantino waxes enthusiastic in an introductory talk while a clearly delighted Castellari fields questions from the audience afterwards.
    These featurettes are certainly enjoyable and worthwhile if you're a Castellari and/or Tarantino fan, but at $27 I still think the disc is too pricey. (There's also a Blu-ray edition available, which is seven bucks cheaper than its standard def counterpart.) 11/21/09
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