Published 2016 on Down Under Flix
Director: Brian Hannant
Director: Brian Hannant
Stars: Tom Burlinson, Nikki Coghill, Dean Stockwell, Carrie
Fisher
Earlier
this week I read that Ian McKellen cried a little while filming a scene on The Hobbit when forced to act alongside photos on a
green screen stage rather than other actors, who were filmed separately and
incorporated digitally in post-production. Reading that piece and reflecting on
the past few months of money misspent at the multiplex seeing films
best described as digital minestrone soups – X-Men: Apocalypse, Warcraft, Independence Day: Resurgence –
made me unexpectedly receptive to the celluloid tactility of The Time Guardian. I don’t
think it’s a great film by any means, but it’s unquestionably a film, with
actors and sets and stunts and some grounding in rudimentary physics.
During
the 1980s, tax incentives made financing Australian films more attractive to
investors, resulting in some heavily Americanized, commercially overt hybrid
offerings, like the Indiana Jones-esque Sky
Pirates (dubbed by producer John Lamond “Indiana Jones and the
Temple of Crap”) and The
Return of Captain Invincible, a superhero musical comedy starring
Alan Arkin and Christopher Lee. The
Time Guardian, as Australia’s first moderately budgeted
science-fiction action film, is cut from the same cloth. This shouldn’t be
surprising; the film was produced by Antony Ginnane, long a champion of
transatlantic-minded, culturally-unspecific genre fare (see Harlequin, Turkey Shoot etc) and
funded in large part by Hemdale, the British company behind The Terminator (and
clearly wanting more of that Terminator money).
But to its credit the film, made at and near Hendon Studios in South Australia,
acknowledges and incorporates its Australian origins.
The film opens in the year 4039, in a future Earth ravaged by robots. One city remains thanks to time travel technology which enabled it to evade invasion; however, the robotic threat has returned to menace the populace, forcing the city to travel through time again. As a result of a tactical error, two of the city’s premier protectors, Ballard (Tom Burlinson) and Petra (Carrie Fisher), must travel back to the year 1988 to carry out some geological troubleshooting to ensure a safe landing for the city in the future.
The film opens in the year 4039, in a future Earth ravaged by robots. One city remains thanks to time travel technology which enabled it to evade invasion; however, the robotic threat has returned to menace the populace, forcing the city to travel through time again. As a result of a tactical error, two of the city’s premier protectors, Ballard (Tom Burlinson) and Petra (Carrie Fisher), must travel back to the year 1988 to carry out some geological troubleshooting to ensure a safe landing for the city in the future.
Time
and/or interdimensional travel to past/present day Earth was a popular plot
device in 1980s science fiction films: see the aforementioned The Terminator, along with Back to the Future, Masters of the Universe, Somewhere in Time, and Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home (and
its co-author’s earlier charmer, 1979’s Time
After Time). Consequently, it’s not too surprising that an
Australian science-fiction film would also adopt this formula, especially given
the financial advantages of spending a good chunk of screentime in
recognizable, less costly locales. In the case of The Time Guardian, much of the
past/present day action occurs in and around a small outback town where geologist
Anne (Nikki Coghill) encounters the time travelling heroes.
Just
as the plot treads familiar terrain for 1980s sci-fi fans, so too are the
futuristic stretches of the film evocative of other titles from that era. As
mentioned earlier, Hemdale produced The
Terminator, and that film’s influence can be seen in The Tim Guardian’s time travel
plot, its depiction of a future Earth ravaged by machines and human
survivors fighting back, and in individual scenes, camerawork, and
a moody blue lighting palette that are all evocative of James
Cameron’s film. There are also touches of Cameron’s Aliens in the film’s
hardware, set and creature design, and musical score. The film is thus a
very blatant attempt to graft proven American commercial aesthetics onto an Australian
production, although, as mentioned above, to the film’s credit it doesn’t
minimise its Australian attributes. The small town and its surrounds that
Ballard and Petra travel to are very much Australian locales – Anne even gets
harassed by the male townsfolk as per the convention of many 1980s Australian
movies (Shame, Razorback, Fair Game) where professional
women are harassed by disenfranchised, misogynistic small town men – and
the film incorporates some Indigenous content, albeit fleetingly.
Unfortunately,
the marriage of American and Australian sensibilities was not so smooth
behind the scenes. According to David Stratton’s account of Australian
cinema in the 1980s, The
Avocado Plantation, the making of The Time Guardian was plagued by difficulties.
To name a few: the production was impeded by financial constraints, with its
budget of $8 million – whilst biggish for an Australian film – low for such an
effects-heavy flick; there was a disconnect between financiers and creatives,
with Hemdale boss John Daly bent on imitating Aliens; scripts were rewritten and shooting
schedules curbed; and director Brian Hannant, who had earlier considered
abandoning the project but was forced to proceed as it was too far underway,
eventually parted ways in post-production and likened the making of the film to
“watching the Titanic going down” (The
Avocado Plantation, p. 281).
Having
said that, Hannant did both second unit and first assistant direction on Mad Max 2: The Road Warror as
well as co-writing that flick, and he brought his solid genre credentials
and low-budget ingenuity to The
Time Guardian. There’s often an innate cheapness and chintziness to
Australian films posturing as American or transatlantic genre fare, and
whilst The Time Guardian never
quite shakes off this stigma, it still looks pretty good. And, as suggested
earlier, there’s a tactility to the film, to its effects and scenes, that’s largely
gone from today’s moviescape: laser guns obviously fire fake lasers, but
they’re accompanied by real blasts, real smoke, real sparks and real stunts. As
such, there’s a touch of Alka-Seltzer to the film that’s therapeutic after
an Australian winter wading through Hollywood’s CGI-coated summer fare.
Despite
its retro appeal, the film is hampered by its lead character and casting.
Ballard wrestles the prize for “Most Unlikeable Hero in a Film Featured on Down
Under Flix” away from Paradise Found’s Paul Gauguin, and much of this is down to tone. Actor Tom
Burlinson was best known at the time for starring as or opposite national icons
in The Man from Snowy River and Phar Lap; if he’d dived into a
billabong near a Coolabah tree, he’d have been voted Australian of the Year. I
like Burlinson and I like his work in those films: he plays those roles with
the same earnestness and sincerity you see in Mark Hamill in Star Wars or Christopher
Reeve in Superman,
and he’s clearly working to his strengths. But he’s an ill fit here. Given the
character’s a grizzled veteran fighter, and given the film is so evocative
of Aliens and The Terminator, a Michael Biehn
type or someone of similarly meaty, raspy presence would have been more
effective. But when Burlinson seethes and plays up the futuristic hardass, it
feels more snide and petulant: imagine if Draco Malfoy did a lot of CrossFit
and joined the military.
The
rest of the main cast fare better with their functional archetypes, with Nikki
Coghill (The Bob Morrison Show forever!)
a spunky heroine and the film’s government-sanctioned import cast – Dean
Stockwell and Carrie Fisher – bringing international flavour. Stockwell, a year
after lip synching Roy Orbison for David Lynch, isn’t in the film a whole lot but is ever the consummate
professional. For Fisher, the film was, remarkably, her only science-fiction
film between 1983’s Star
Wars: Return of the Jedi and 2015’s Star Wars: The Force Awakens,
and she likewise does good work as a burgeoning warrior.
Hampered by behind the scenes issues and an ill-fitting
lead performance, The Time
Guardian nonetheless has its tactile, retro charms, and is a
curious time capsule of local filmmakers attempting – but not quite acing – an
international sci-fi production.
Ben Kooyman