Okay – I have to ask. Why all the fascination with Planet of the Apes?
The original movie was moderately clever. Ground-breaking music, interesting visuals, a LOT of expensive makeup. Plus a touch of nudity, which was new and interesting in 1968. Heavy-handed satire, which was fun. But the story didn’t make a lick of sense, even back then. If you only had the one ape city and bands of humans were threatening their food supply, then those apes were practically at subsistence level, and they wouldn’t have had lots of ape scientists and primate research and a museum, fer cryin’ out loud. I’d love to read Rod Serling’s original screenplay sometime – he apparently had an Ape world that was a mirror of our own, which would’ve made more sense (there had to be a factory cranking out those rifles, somewhere). and the apes speak English, but it takes Heston/Taylor the whole movie to figure out he’s on Earth (which makes no sense, either)?
The only way to enjoy it is to take it as satire (As Pierre Boule’s novel was intended to be) and not probe too deeply, lest the facade crack open. Certainly you don’t want to balance an entire franchise on so unsteady a base.
Only then did, of course, first coming out with the puerile Beneath the Planet of the Apes, with James Franciscus as bargain-basement Heston through most of it. Heston reportedly didn’t want to do it unless he wasn;t in most of it, and the ended the series. So they did, blowing up the world at the end. But it didn’t end the series. Turns out the apes had space travel, even with humans threatening their food supply, and they figured out how to go back in time. Then we had a series of films about the rise of the Ape rebellion and its pre-Terminator time-travel paradoxes. Mad magazine parodied the whole cycle.
But Planet of the Apes also became a Marvel magazine-comic that ran for too many issues. And then it became a TV series. Then, mercifully, it died.
Until Tim Burton resurrected its stinking corpse, as if it was Frankenweenie. His version had much better makeup effects, but still didn’t make a helluva lot of sense. Even Heston came back, despite destroying the world so he wouldn’t have to be in another sequel. We learned that a chimp can land a spaceship better than Mark Wahlburg.
And now, for no good reason that I can see (except maybe to show off the effects technology), we’ve got another sequel. Why?
There’s jokes in the above rant, but my basic point is serious. aside from some very heavy-handed satire, I’ve never seen the point in the entire Planet of the Apes idea. Apparently it’s immensely popular, or producers at least think it is. But why? what’s the draw?
I think it was one of Harlan Ellison’s rants about TV producers back circa 1970 where he complained that one of them wanted him to put more apes into something he was trying to get on the air, because Planet of the Apes stuff was hot back then, and he cried out in frustration. That’s what I want to do. Dammit, there are lots of science fiction and fantasy works out there with brilliant and filmable ideas, many of them opening up now due to the flexibility and power of CGI. Why in the name of Cornelius to you have to keep re-visiting this one-note franchise?