Sam Fuller's reputation as an important film maker is something of a mystery to me. The movies of his that I've seen have all had a cheap, distinct trashiness about them. This in itself can hold a certain appeal, but there's an overriding sense of an amateur at work, rather than the serious director he is purported to be.
"White Dog" is no exception. Roman Gary's story is powerful and in the hands of a truly talented director, the result could have been explosive. While Gary and Curits Hanson are credited as co-writers, the stilted dialog has Fuller's stamp on it. The lines have a lame quality, associated with extreme B movies, if not the filler dialog of porn movies.
Kristy McNchol, Burl Ives and Paul Winfield are fine enough actors, so it's to Fuller's discredit that the film should be so shoddy.
The attack scenes are handled well, and as some reviewers have mentioned the dog out acts them all. Fortunately he has no dialog.
"White Dog" is no exception. Roman Gary's story is powerful and in the hands of a truly talented director, the result could have been explosive. While Gary and Curits Hanson are credited as co-writers, the stilted dialog has Fuller's stamp on it. The lines have a lame quality, associated with extreme B movies, if not the filler dialog of porn movies.
Kristy McNchol, Burl Ives and Paul Winfield are fine enough actors, so it's to Fuller's discredit that the film should be so shoddy.
The attack scenes are handled well, and as some reviewers have mentioned the dog out acts them all. Fortunately he has no dialog.