On the Line (1984) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) |
On the Line, aka Rio Abajo, is a film written and directed by Spanish director Jose Luis Borau, but performed almost exclusively in English by American actors. Many sources list this as having been made in 1972, but IMDb lists it correctly in 1984. (Victoria Abril was born in 1959, and she surely isn't 13 in this!) |
A young guy joins the border patrol in Laredo, but becomes involved with a beautiful Mexican prostitute, played by the Spanish sensation Victoria Abril when she was 25ish. This brings his job and his private life into conflict, because he loves her and marries her, but is forbidden to bring her back to the States. Defying the laws he is sworn to uphold, and doing the very thing he is sworn to prevent, he brings his wife into the U.S. in the trunk of his car. |
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Concurrent
with this story is the rivalry between two older Border Patrolmen. David Carradine, playing the uncle of the young guy, is an
former officer who now smuggles Mexicans into the USA. Carradine is a
tough, lowlife hombre, but essentially has a good heart, and decides to
combine humanitarianism with profit. Scott Wilson plays an overly
zealous active officer who has a reputation for racism. Wilson is in
lust with the same prostitute that the young guy loves.
Wilson's jealousy over losing his lover to the young guy causes him to turn her in to the feds after she crosses the border, so she is sent back to Mexico. This gives her husband no choice but to move to Mexico and find work there, and he's ideally suited to join Uncle Carradine as a smuggler. Only one problem. He gets caught. The final chapter shows the young husband being dragged off to jail by his own former colleagues, his ideals shattered. As he serves his sentence, the prostitute, now his wife, writes him to say that she took her revenge on Scott Wilson. She stabbed him and, assisted by Uncle Carradine, left his body to float down the Rio Grande. The sight of the body bag and the cowboy hat floating down the river at sunset is the best image in the film. The film got trapped somewhere between a sensationalist B picture and a worthwhile, important film. It still could have been a good movie, but it really had some casting problems. The star of the film, Jeff Delger, was simply unable to deliver even a single line naturally, and that fact constantly tore down the ol' fourth wall, preventing any audience involvement in the story. Compared to this performance, Glen Campbell's acting in True Grit seems as powerful as Kenneth Branagh in Henry V. In fact, this may be the single worst acting performance I've seen in a professional movie. The poor kid really didn't have a clue, had never acted before, and promptly retired from filmdom after this performance. He was the worst actor with a major role, but several minor characters were just about as bad. |
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Despite the grade-B cast, especially the hapless Mr Delger, the movie is not a bad watch. It is actually a shame that the acting is so bad, because it gives you the wrong impression of the film. If you watch the first ten minutes, you think "straight-to-vid", and are ready to dismiss the film, but it doesn't turn out to be as lightweight as you think. If they didn't quite bring it back to the level of a meaningful picture, they still turned out a reasonably entertaining film, and Abril looked sensational. |
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