The Burning Hills is directed by Stuart Heisler and adapted by Irvin A. Wallace from the novel written by Louis L'Amour. It stars Tab Hunter, Natalie Wood, Skip Homeier, Eduard Franz, Earl Holliman, Claude Akins & Ray Teal. It's a CinemaScope/Warnercolor production, with Ted McCord photographing primarily out of the Warner Ranch at Calabasas, California, and David Buttolph scores the music. Plot sees Hunter as Trace Jordan, who after finding his brother murdered seeks revenge on the killers. He is aided in his quest by Maria (Wood), a half-breed Mexican girl who has her own agenda to fulfill.
Stock formula Oater that puts two attractive young actors at the front in the hope that that will be enough to see it home. OK, maybe that's being a touch harsh since the film does have some moments to make a viewing worthwhile, notably McCord's use of "Scope" and Heisler's more than competent construction of action sequences. But there's so much turgid filler in between the good points it just comes across as a movie made to promote Hunter and Wood. Which would have been OK if they wasn't outshone by pretty much the whole supporting cast! There in is the major issue with The Burning Hills, one look at Ray Teal's gang sees fine character actors Holliman and Akins wasted, while I would defy anyone to argue that Homeier would not have given a better performance than that of the blankly wooden Hunter in the lead role. Clearly it's an aesthetic decision by Richard Whorf and the Warner Bros people.
However, if able to forgive the "tween" like romance that hangs heavy on proceedings? Then it's a film for genre fans to pass the time away with. The revenge core in the narrative stays true, and the finale raises the temperature for all the right reasons, where, Heisler makes good use of the water based set-up. Look out too for the unsung work of the stunt men, with one particular moment showing how they suffer for their art. The Warnercolor is sadly a bit lifeless on this occasion, but the print of the film that exists is hardly one to write home about, while Buttolph's score is pretty much standard rank and file for a bottom rung "B" Western feature.
Recommended to Western fans? Only if it happens to be on the TV and they appreciate Messrs Homeier, Holliman & Akins. 4/10
Stock formula Oater that puts two attractive young actors at the front in the hope that that will be enough to see it home. OK, maybe that's being a touch harsh since the film does have some moments to make a viewing worthwhile, notably McCord's use of "Scope" and Heisler's more than competent construction of action sequences. But there's so much turgid filler in between the good points it just comes across as a movie made to promote Hunter and Wood. Which would have been OK if they wasn't outshone by pretty much the whole supporting cast! There in is the major issue with The Burning Hills, one look at Ray Teal's gang sees fine character actors Holliman and Akins wasted, while I would defy anyone to argue that Homeier would not have given a better performance than that of the blankly wooden Hunter in the lead role. Clearly it's an aesthetic decision by Richard Whorf and the Warner Bros people.
However, if able to forgive the "tween" like romance that hangs heavy on proceedings? Then it's a film for genre fans to pass the time away with. The revenge core in the narrative stays true, and the finale raises the temperature for all the right reasons, where, Heisler makes good use of the water based set-up. Look out too for the unsung work of the stunt men, with one particular moment showing how they suffer for their art. The Warnercolor is sadly a bit lifeless on this occasion, but the print of the film that exists is hardly one to write home about, while Buttolph's score is pretty much standard rank and file for a bottom rung "B" Western feature.
Recommended to Western fans? Only if it happens to be on the TV and they appreciate Messrs Homeier, Holliman & Akins. 4/10