Starring Bob Holt, Jesse Welles, Richard Romanus, David Proval, Steve Gravers, Susan Tyrrell, Mark Hamill
Directed by Ralph Bakshi
Wizards did pretty damn well at the box office for its first few weeks, and that was going head-to-head with Disney’s Fantasia. But it had the terrible misfortune of releasing just a few weeks before the premier of Star Wars (which is interesting since Mark Hamill also plays a minor character in Wizards). I’ll let you do your own research to find out which of those films got pulled from the theaters to make more showtimes available for the other. Since then, the film has developed a cult following, and I’ve been curious to see what was so special about it. It turns out that despite its obvious low budget, the film has a visual style like nothing else, and I can easily see why people became so enamored of it.
The story itself is nothing new, and it is very typical of an epic fantasy story. The good wizard Avatar is pitted against the evil wizard Blackwolf who has revived ancient war machines and is out to conquer the world. What sets Wizards apart is its use of varying art styles. The characters themselves look rather generic and ordinary, but the backgrounds vary greatly between locations and have some wildly contrasting styles to the character art. A lot of early rotoscoping is also used in this film, and not in the conventional way, either. The rotoscoping was drawn off stock footage in stark minimalist tone, and the film cuts back and forth between these stylized and mismatched animations with the more traditional line art. Straight live-action stock footage is also thrown about in the backgrounds and even spliced into the animation. The effect is truly bizarre, and if you’re into visually unique storytelling, then this is going to grab you and never let go.
Despite being a cartoon, the film doesn’t pander to children, and the story feels vastly different than a production made for kids. Eleanor, a ditzy girl who wears almost nothing and whose nipples are constantly poking through what little she does wear, sees her father assassinated, and the assassin is soon killed by Avatar. Eleanor then dives onto the assassin’s body and claws at him with her bare hands, screaming in rage the whole while. I had already figured out that this film would be different, but that moment really hammered the point home.
Right after that, the elf warrior Weehawk runs up and spouts a few choice emotionless lines that rather kill the mood, thus illustrating how the film can fall on its face at times. There are also some moments that just feel neglected in the editing department, moments that were quickly passed by without allowing any emotional resonance. Ultimately, Wizards is something of a B-movie, with some surprisingly drab scenes that should have had more punch. The animation is often clumsy as well. I’m not knocking the film. It had a very small budget and worked as well as it could with its limited resources. But there’s no denying that it’s a far cry from Disney’s finest when it comes to production values.
A few minor missteps can’t bring this film down, though. Some of its clumsier moments become some of the best parts. Despite being a sword and sorcery type setting, stock footage of World War II bombers and tanks are spliced into scenes with more antique arrows and spears. Rotoscoped planes fly by, and are then replaced with more standard animation of mounted bird monsters. There’s such a bizarre mismatch of styles and visuals that the whole film turns into a mysterious and bewildering adventure highlighted by a soft and lulling narration by Susan Tyrrell. This narration is like a mother telling a fairy tale to a child, and it helps bring a sense of magic to the film that elevates it beyond mere silly entertainment.
I think that is an important point to keep in mind. The problem with the fantasy genre — the problem with the fact that fantasy has become a genre — is that it has lost that sense of wonder. Too often fantasy isn’t fantastical. It isn’t awe-inspiring. But that’s exactly what Wizards is. Couched within a superficially generic story is something that can take your breath away. That alone makes Wizards worth watching.
Stephen, I love all of Bakshi’s work, but Wizards is in a class all its own. The one thing you didn’t really focus on was that this film makes profound comments about getting old and feeble….Avatar is not the wizard he once was. It’s a wonderful film, and incredibly unique. I love it so…
True, since this is sort of a “Lord of the Rings from Gandalf’s perspective” it has much more focus on aging than most adventure films would. We are getting more of those now with actors like Stallone and Schwarzenegger trying to revive their action stardom, but I don’t think anything can capture the style of Wizards. It’s definitely different from anything else I’ve seen.
I plan to watch this movie one of these days, but for now I just want to comment on your line about the problem that fantasy has become a genre. I agree with this wholeheartedly and when reading fantasy books I’m always disappointed when I don’t feel that sense of wonder. This sentiment has been kicking around in my head since this review was published, and in the meantime I read Clive Barker’s really unique and strange fantasy/horror/adventure/??? novel Weaveworld. It is unlike any other fantasy novel I’ve read, and it’s totally different than the previous Clive Barker stuff I’ve read (I’m reading his stuff in chrono order). Simply put, it’s exactly what fantasy should be. It’s not confined to any sort of pre-defined expectations of what a fantasy world should be like, or what the rules should be. I loved what you were saying before, but after coincidentally starting Weaveworld right around the time of this review, I’m even more of a believer.
Sounds like a book I need to check out. I haven’t paid much attention to Barker since I’m not a big horror fan by any stretch, but that didn’t stop me from loving the Dark Tower series, which is also a very unique fantasy series that really did capture that sense of wonder.
I’ve been wishing that fantasy would be more fantastical for a while now, but the idea really solidified when I read an article by Ursula Le Guin that talked about a variety of things, including how Del Rey really turned fantasy into a genre with Sword of Shanara. Prior to that, fantasy didn’t have much traction in the market. Tolkien had done well, but there hadn’t been any other huge money-making successes since. With Shanara, they decided to just copy Lord of the Rings. It worked. Basically they found that LOTR rip offs would make more money than anything else and flooded the market with them. It was rather depressing, but it also explained why so many fantasy books had been disappointing. THere’s still unique stuff out there, but it can be hard to find amid the generic stuff.
From what I gather a lot of Barker’s stuff after Weaveworld leans towards dark fantasy. I’ll admit to being somewhat disappointed that it wasn’t more horror-based, if only because his ability to describe insane, fucked-up shit is completely beyond anyone else I’ve ever read. There’s moments throughout Weaveworld that are like that, but nothing hit me as viscerally as the stuff in his first novel The Damnation Game. Anyway, he’s definitely worth checking out.
That’s crazy that Del Rey and Shanara are the genesis of all the tired fantasy books. Ugh. I knew there was a reason I had never cracked into those.
Hahahaha, I just saw that Terry Brooks is coming to my library in March. Should I take this opportunity to ask him why he ruined fantasy? 🙂
Oh man, perfect timing! This could be your opportunity to learn the truth behind the publishers conspiracy to make fantasy boring. Or maybe just get ushered out of the building by the police. Either way, it’ll be an adventure!
Well, unless a company of thirteen dwarves and a wizard drop in for a late meal, I’m probably not going to be doing much adventurin’!
This was a good review, thank you very much! I’ve included a link to your work in our article: https://alkony.enerla.net/english/the-nexus/sf-f-nexus/film-review/wizards-movie-1977-film-review-by-kadmon