Viva: Max

In the summer of 1969, as America was nervously watching the Apollo 11 astronauts prepare to land on the moon, a much smaller, stranger landing was taking place in movie theaters. It was called Viva Max! , and it asked a question no one was ready for: What if a modern-day Mexican general, mounted on a horse and wielding a dress sword, tried to reclaim the Alamo?

What follows isn’t a war. It’s a farce. The local police, led by a bumbling chief (Harry Morgan, in full Dragnet mode), surround the mission. The Texas National Guard rolls in. A cynical reporter (Pamela Tiffin) turns it into a national obsession. And Max, utterly bewildered by his own success, tries to negotiate by demanding a new pair of boots and a pardon for his horse. The film’s secret weapon is Peter Ustinov, the Oscar-winning polymath who could play everything from Nero to Hercule Poirot. His General Max is no villain; he’s a romantic, a fool, and a surprisingly dignified man trapped in a clown’s scenario. Ustinov plays the role with a twinkle that suggests he alone understands the joke. Viva Max

With a ragtag platoon of teenage cadets and a horse named after a Spanish poet, Max crosses the Rio Grande. He finds the Alamo defended by exactly one sleepy security guard. Within an hour, the Mexicans have "reclaimed" the shrine, run up the Mexican flag, and confused the hell out of a group of schoolchildren. In the summer of 1969, as America was

The supporting cast is a time capsule of 1960s character actors. Jonathan Winters plays a fast-talking, cynical general with a crew cut. John Astin (fresh off The Addams Family ) is a manic press agent. And in a small, sweaty role as a Texas governor, a young character actor named John Hillerman steals every scene. What follows isn’t a war