--------------------Medium: Documentary
Release Date: 1997
Memorable Quote:
"Kids wanted to be like me, men wanted to be me, and the women wanted to be with me. "
Childhood memories can often be a tricky thing. Even though clouded over with time or diluted by overlapping events, there's still a few, vivid scenes and scenarios that have stuck with me since the ripe old age of two and, as usual, it deals with something I saw on TV. (The power of nostalgia or scathing indictment on my generation I'll leave that for you to judge.) One thing that I clearly remember seeing while gathered around the old wood-paneled Zenith with my family unit, was watching a man on a motorcycle, viewed from the rear, jump over several cars, miss the landing, crash, and go skidding into the opposite tunnel; rolling, flopping, bending (unnaturally) until he and the bike finally stopped in a twisted and smoking heap.
Wow! Who the hell was that guy?!
Well, that guy turned out to be one Evel Knievel (-- as those of you who were around back in the 1970s probably already guessed), and this particularly spectacular wipe out -- that's been burned forever into my memory -- was his failed jump at The Cow Palace in San Francisco in 1972. That was my introduction to Mr. Knievel: Hero, daredevil, showman and, to some, a complete lunatic and/or moron. (Not me, though, I think he's a stud.) Regardless of what you thought of him, the man was a great entrepreneur, had a flair for ballyhoo, and risked life and limb for our entertainment and he's got the scars and broken bones to prove it.
Part P.T. Barnum, part rock star in a patent leather jumpsuit, Robert Craig Knievel got his name from his lawless days in his native Butte, Montana and first broke onto the scene as a filler piece on ABC's Wild World of Sports, where he successfully jumped his bike over several cars. Eventually, Knievel and his traveling circus broke away from the rodeos and stunt-circuit and hit the big time when he proposed to jump the newly installed fountains at Caesar's Palace in Las Vegas in 1968.
Now, history shows that Evel did not successfully land that jump and it ended in a horrific crash (-- during that graphic footage shot by actress Linda Evans, then the wife of filmmaker John Derek, you can actually see both of his legs snap), and one can't help but wonder if he had landed that jump, successfully, would he have become such a national phenomenon? Was it that wreck and our desire to see him make a successful comeback or, more than likely, see him wreck again that brought us back to watch him over and over?
Whatever your answer is, if you'd like to see some of Knievel's successful stunts or bone-crunching wipe-outs you can check them out on the Evil Knievel's Spectacular Jumps. Eleven jumps in total are featured on the DVD, but that's about it as they try to cram in all the goods into a measly half-hour. Included are the two stunts already mentioned plus his famous, or infamous, attempt to jump over the Snake River Canyon in a homemade rocket (!), and his world record jump of over 19 cars in Ontario, California. (He jumped over 50 cars in the L.A. Coliseum, but those were stacked differently -- although I'm sure they didn't mention that in the promos.)
And then there was his jump over 13 double-decker buses in England at Wembley stadium, where, depending on which story you've heard, the bike was missing a part or the ramp wasn't up to specifications but Evel jumped anyway, not one to disappoint the fans. After the inevitable, albeit spectacular, wreck, a dazed and broken Knievel announced his retirement. But he was back five months later in King's Island, Ohio and made a successful jump over 14 Greyhound buses.
His last jump was rather anti-climatic, however ... I was eight years old, then, in 1978, and I eagerly awaited the stunt that would see him trying to clear a tank that held a dangerous, man-eating shark (-- Happy Days so ripped this off.) Alas, the jump never happened because Knievel was injured during a test run. That was his last crash and he retired for good after that.
A disappointing ending to be sure, but I still have nothing but fond memories of the guy. Sure, most of them are of him crashing, but honestly, until George Lucas took me to a galaxy far, far away, no pop-culture icon had a bigger effect or influence on my formative years than the King of the Daredevils.
Now if you'll excuse me, I've got to go check and see if my mom threw out my old Evel Knievel wind-up stunt cycle and round up a few Tonkas to jump.
If I recall, that thing could never stick a landing, either.
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