Good day, it’s Burl! Ha ha, I’m here to tell you all about
the end of the world, George Pal-style! Pal is the pal who brought us The War of the Worlds, but this picture,
When Worlds Collide, is an earlier
and much more comprehensive tale of planetary destruction!
Right from the start this stood out from other 1950s sci-fi
spectaculars, because the hero is not a scientist, nor even particularly a
brain wizard! He’s a simple courier, a pilot whose job is transporting
mysterious black boxes from one place to another and not asking any questions!
This time, through a minor subterfuge, he finds out what he’s carrying, and he
isn’t too pleased about it! Ha ha, it’s astronomical proof that the earth will
within months be completely destroyed by a hurtling space-star!
The plot thickens from there! The scientists who’ve figured
all this out get laughed at by the UN and some other scientists, and so they
hook up with some millionaires and commence to building a spacecraft which
will, everyone hopes, take them safely to a planet hurtling along in the star’s
orbit! Ha ha, then there’s a gentlemanly romantic triangle right out of It Came From Beneath the Sea, and
there’s lots of hand-wringing from our beak-nosed hero about whether he should
go along on the spacecraft ride!
I do admit I quite liked that aspect – that he’s not really
qualified to go along on the ride, and knows it, and genuinely wishes to demur
from the trip for selfless reasons! Of course when he’s presented with a
legitimate, if fictional, scenario in which his presence has value, he’s pretty
quick to claim his seat, ha ha!
And then there’s the nasty millionaire, whose job is to be
as one-note cynical as the scientists are one-note humanitarians! The resulting
debates are pretty basic, but still more nuanced than I for one am used to
seeing in 50s sci-fi! Less nuanced are the two score candidates for
space-salvation: all of them are as lily-white as you could imagine! There’s
some talk of other countries building their own spaceships, but still, a little
diversity would have been pretty cool!
Still, we have nice trick effects, glorious Technicolor, and
fine paintings and designs from Chesley Bonestell, whose art has graced
everything from The War of the Worlds
to Shellac records! The picture moves at a pretty good clip and really does
feature plenty of destruction! The world really does end at the end of it, and
though the handful of survivors indeed do make it to the unbelievably habitable
planet, it’s still pretty grim to think of everybody else on earth perishing in
earthquake, fire and flood! Yikes!
It’s a fine disaster picture, and I was glad to finally
catch up with it! I give When Worlds
Collide three rail-riding spaceships!
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