Konga: A definite grower

Poster for KongaIs that the time? I’d better have another rummage around the giant-ape genre, I think. Today, I’m taking a look at Konga (1961), starring Michael Gough, who died in March aged 94. As always with these in-depth reviews, beware: there are heavy spoilers ahead, including the film’s ending.

A light aircraft crashes in a Ugandan jungle, igniting in a ball of flame. It’s feared that its famous occupant, English botanist Doctor Charles Decker (Michael Gough), was killed in the explosion along with the pilot. One year later, however, a very-much-alive Decker returns to London, explaining that he’d managed to bail out of the plane before the crash, and had spent the past 12 months living with a native tribe while conducting experiments on insectivorous plants. His groundbreaking findings, he claims, will establish a close link between plant and animal life.

Michael Gough in KongaAt home with his assistant and hush-hush love interest, Margaret (Margo Johns), he tends some fast-growing plant specimens that he brought back from Africa along with a baby chimp called Konga.

Downstairs in his laboratory, Decker cooks up a serum using extracts from these plants, along with some special seeds that invoke obedience. When this is injected into Konga, the chimp immediately doubles in size. After a second injection, the ape is as tall as a man, and Decker wastes no time in hypnotising him to do whatever and asks – and kill whoever the doctor wants dead.

Though sometimes thought of as a British take on King Kong, perhaps by those who’ve only seen the poster depicting a giant ape towering over London landmarks, Konga actually has more in common with ‘mad scientist’ films from the early years of horror, particularly WereWolf Of London (1935), which also begins with a well-to-do Englishman returning from foreign climes clutching a handful of exotic plants, the MacGuffin for much of what follows. There are obvious parallels, too, with another Universal horror, Murders In The Rue Morgue (1932), in which Erik the ape does his master’s murderous bidding.

Dancing scene from KongaAs such, Konga can hardly be described as original, yet it is unique in the genre of giant-ape movies, most of which are built from the King Kong template. That uniqueness might be a barrier for anyone expecting a British take on Kong, but on its own terms, as a slice of early 1960s B-movie hokum, it’s rather groovy, with its colourful palette and self-conscious attempts at hipdom. The brief dancing scene, in which Decker’s students get on down to the sounds from a radio, is a particular gem. It’s obvious that the Age of Aquarius had yet to dawn.

Of course, Konga’s plot is as delightfully daft as most low-budget sci-fi flicks that feature megalomaniacs cooking up stuff in laboratories. Decker’s desire to establish a new link between plant and animal life results in him turning a baby chimp into an overgrown killing machine, seemingly by design. He tells Margaret that his work will see him “dominate a corner of the Earth”, but to what ends is never explained. Neither are his hypnotic abilities, which are stuck on to the story with nothing more adhesive than spit and luck.

Claire Gordon and Michael Gough in KongaGive me a little pseudo-science in films and I’m a happy shopper – I’ll buy anything. It’s when I’ve literally nothing to work with that I start asking questions. Yes, the serum contains some special seeds that invoke obedience, but how come the ape understands English? The doctor’s name is Decker, not Dolittle.

However, by this point it doesn’t really matter, as credibility has already been stretched beyond breaking point by an earlier scene in which Decker injects Konga with the serum a second time, and the chimp not only grows bigger but changes species. This, surely, is the real marvel of the process; not the accelerated growth. A chimp turns into a gorilla – think of the applications: species on the edge of extinction could be saved! But Decker, the selfish git, doesn’t notice, choosing instead to focus on making something bigger and harder, just for his own pleasure. That’s men for you.

Margo Johns in KongaStill, one shouldn’t overestimate the fairer sex, either. It seems that cold-blooded killing can be quite an aphrodisiac. When Margaret confronts Decker about his part in the film’s first murder, she’s horrified and appalled… making it the perfect time to demand the doctor’s hand in marriage. Her justification – that it’s the only thing that will buy her silence about Decker’s dark deeds – sends the feminist movement hurtling back to the Middle Ages, the implication being that love is not only blind, but mute and subservient too.

But, still, it’s hard not to think of her as ‘good old Margaret’. When the blinkers eventually fall from her eyes, 15 minutes before the end, she ensures that the film finally delivers on the promise of its poster, sending a truly giant ape off into the wilds of London to create panic and wreak havoc.

Paul Stockman in KongaThe ape, played by an uncredited Paul Stockman, has been much derided down the years. By using live chimps to begin with, the film sets up expectations of realism that the appearance of a hokey gorilla suit ultimately dashes, but if you can survive the gear change without skidding off the road, there’s quite a bit to enjoy about the bigger, badder Konga.

While the baggy-looking suit isn’t the best, the mask is memorable for all the right reasons, with its vicious-looking teeth and bright, staring eyes that just might haunt your dreams. Despite the film’s reputation for poor-quality effects, the ape cuts quite a figure on miniature sets (cheap-looking dolls doubling for actors notwithstanding), and enjoys some impressive compositing once loose on the streets.

Paul Stockman in KongaThough Konga’s size when he’s stomping around London is indeterminable – the police chief says that he’s still growing, but in scenes where he’s shot from the waist down on busy streets, he seems to have shrunk due to bad scaling – he’s an impressively big ol’ beast. No wonder he heads for the Big Ben clock tower – for a tourist of his stature, it’s the ideal photo opportunity. Unfortunately, the army shoot him with guns rather than cameras.

Eventually, after flinging Decker to the ground, the ape keels over, landing in the street below, where he changes back to his original form. As Big Ben tolls midnight, the crowd gather around a dead, and heartbreakingly innocent-looking, baby chimpanzee and his owner – a surprisingly affecting closing scene that makes you feel a bit guilty for picking holes in the preceding 90 minutes.

Paul Stockman in KongaAnd there’s the rub. For all its flaws, Konga is clearly meant to be taken seriously – at least, as seriously as a story about a mad doctor and his murderous, mangy-looking pet ape can be taken. If you’re willing to indulge its gaps in logic and accept its cartoonish gorilla/chimp, it just about works as a barmy ‘60s sci-fi fantasy, perfect for a lazy Sunday afternoon.

The direction is of variable quality and the acting, especially from the supporting cast, sometimes smells of balsa, but it’s a pacy film with an engaging lead. It’s relatively low on spectacle, but it never drags; there’s no interminable wait for the big ape to show up because Michael Gough’s Decker is so watchable.

As Konga is one of just two British forays into the giant-ape genre. and the other, Queen Kong (1976), is an outright spoof, it has the charm of an underdog. It’ll never win critical plaudits, but it’s easy to root for and difficult to dislike.

2 comments for “Konga: A definite grower

  1. 6 October 2016 at 12:08 am

    Great review! Balanced and enjoyable. Happened upon it because I noticed one of the cast, a client of mine, Claire Gordon, had died and found myself hopping round the net. Glad I did, will source it and give myself the pleasure of a re-watch!
    What was that other Michael Gough 60s Sci-fi classic where they ended up going around with colinders on their heads with plates made from silver?!

    • Darren Stockford
      6 October 2016 at 10:50 am

      Thanks for your kind comment, Alexander. I’m pleased that you enjoyed my review. Konga is a film that seems to inspire a fair amount of derision, which on certain counts is fair enough, but I think there’s a lot to like about it too. I find it very charming, warts and all. I hope you get something out of your rewatch.

      The sci-fi film that you asked about is They Came From Beyond Space (1967). I’ve not seen it, but it sounds like I ought to!

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