DAY OF THE WOLVES. Gold Key, 1973. Richard Egan, Martha Hyer, Rick Jason, Jan Murray, Jack Bailey, Percy Helton, Herb Vigran. Screenwriter-producer-director: Ferde Grofé Jr.

   There is something to be said about production values. You have to have a story to begin with, but without a budget to back it up and without a director to make the actors sound good and look better, the whole business of making movies is a waste of time.

THE DAY OF THE WOLVES 1973

   Case in point, right here. This is a nifty tale of a gang of seven men, individually recruited and deliberately kept uninformed of each other’s identities (known to each other only by numbers), who take over a small isolated town by locking up the small police force and robbing all the main businesses in organized fashion over a period of three hours or so.

   Jan Murray (the comedian and TV game show host) is Number One, the leader of the group, and Richard Egan is the sheriff who’s just gotten fired (by a pitifully weak city council) and even so is the only man in town willing and able to fight back. Martha Hyer as his wife does not have much a role, this movie coming very much toward the end of her career.

   The plan does not go off without a hitch, as I hope I’ve led you to believe, but it’s still a good one — the plan, that is — and watching the gang of seven put it together and try to pull it off makes for entertaining viewing.

   The photography and camera angles are poor, however, bargain basement level, the sound man was in a different truck, and what this movie desperately needed and didn’t get was a director who, as I said above, was able to put his actors in the best possible light.

   The production is flat, in other words, and with the Hollywood cast mixed in with local townspeople (Lake Havasu City, Arizona) and only a little exaggeration, it was sometimes difficult to tell the difference (Richard Egan and Jan Murray being two notable exceptions).

   I didn’t much care for the ending, not as much as I’ve read what others have had to say about this movie. I think personally that Ferde Grofé had run out of cleverness at that point, and went with the obvious. Money for a better movie he never had all along.