"Charley Varrick" (1973) was director Don Siegel's next movie after "Dirty Harry" which came out about two years earlier in 1971.
"Dirty Harry" was a big hit, but "Charley Varrick" was not. Indeed,"Charley Varrick" debuted on American FREE TV (NBC-TV) one year after it hit theaters.
I think "Charley Varrick" is one of Siegel's best, but I have an idea why it bombed.
Not because Walter Matthau rather than Clint Eastwood had the lead.
Not because it was set in the countryside, rather than urban San Francisco (urban audiences like urban movies.)
No, I think it was because of this:
"Dirty Harry" opens with a shot of a SF memorial to police officers "killed in the line of duty," and it is dedicated to them, as we watch rebel cop Clint Eastwood get the bad guys, starting with some bank robbers ("Do ya feel lucky?")
BUT
"Charley Varrick" is ABOUT bank robbers, and opens with one police officer being killed in the line of duty by those bank robbers, with another one critically wounded, and a security guard killed.
And suddenly Don Siegel wanted his "Dirty Harry" fans to ROOT for bank robbers who killed cops in the first scene?
Siegel did everything he could to make Charley Varrick a sympathetic character. Funny guy Walter Matthau plays him, and Charley personally kills no cops during the opening robbery. Charley's wife does the killing, and dies herself, making Charley sad. Every crook OTHER than Charley Varrick is a real bad guy (including his sidekick, the killer from "Dirty Harry") -- usually a bigot,too -- and he finally outsmarts them all.
"Charley Varrick" is in the tough Don Siegel tradition of his other movies about bad guys where one bad guy is better than the rest ("The Killers", "Escape From Alcatraz"). I love this movie, personally.
But I've always thought that Siegel insulted his "Dirty Harry" fan base by so soon making a movie where we were asked to root for a bank robber who, indirectly or not, led a gang who killed cops. This may have killed "Charley Varrick" at the box office. Or helped kill it.
EC: rather than go to the Hitchcock thread I'll spend some time here instead (my time at the moment is limited): I watched Charley Varrick last night and was mesmerized by it, actually sat through the stupid ThisTV commercials, maybe went to the head once. Funny thing is that I saw it when it was first released, enjoyed it but wasn't thrilled by it, had seen it at least twicwe on the tube a long time ago, found it okay but nothing special.
This time it grabbed me...
Maybe it was my mood. I dunno. The movie just rocked from start to finish. Varrick was initially a tough guy to like, as he was indirectly responsible (I don't think he actually shot anyone) for the deaths of some innocent people. The movie started a bit slow but soon got hot. John Vernon's anxiety, Sheriff Bill Schallert's naivite, Norman Fell's hangdog investigator, and then...Joe Don Baker turns up as the anti-Varrick and things really started to hum. Baker was/is a limited actor (he always seems to have problems with his voice) but when well cast, highly effective, as good as, say, Neville Brand if not quite in Lee Marvin territory as a badass.
I felt sorry for Andy Robinson's character, who had victinm written all over him, and the beating he took from Baker's "Molly" was painful to watch. Sheree North was a pleasure to behold and is precisely the kind of mature, sexy, smart, worldly type of actress American movies need desperately right now. The ending was, of course, over the top, as I suppose it had to be, no more so than the endings of many Hitchcock movies. Spoiler: Molly's reaction to what was in the trunk of the blue Chevy struck me as awfully long for a professional criminal. My one small gripe with the film was its "political correctness", as in Vernon's casual anti-Semitism regarding Fell's Garfinkle character and his "funny" sounding name, Molly's taking the Chrysler away from a poor black man, dissing him, so as to ensure us that this man is indeed evil. Baker could have done just as well without the pipe and the girlie name but I guess that was okay. Terrific movie all-around, and watchable as hell from start to finish.
telegonus, I don't know how to properly work with imdb. You posted this months ago and I only stumbled on it now. I guess I should check your "posting history"; I still can't receive PM's.
Oh, well, I'm here now and...glad you liked it.
Hitchcock's end and Siegel's beginning at Universal rather overlapped, and "Frenzy" of 1972 and "Charley Varrick" of 1973 are "mini-masterpieces" from seasoned directors working for Universal with extremely small budgets on extremely tight and small material. Both films are winners in my book...with Varrick being more of an "American action noir" and hence more accessible to modern audiences.
The set-up, once it gets going, couldn't be more perfect: Walter Matthau(the brains) is being closed in upon by Joe Don Baker(the brawn) and it is up to Matthau to use his wits (literally) to outfox the big brute before they meet up. The confrontation can't be "mano-y-mano," for Matthau would surely lose. That's why this is a good movie for armchair fantasizing. We can't all be Clint Eastwood and beat the big brute up -- but we can be Walter Matthau and trick the brute into disaster.
If you watch the movie again, I think you might marvel at Matthau's performance, in which he "chews gum and thinks a lot," and whenever he is doing that, he is making decisions(Robinson's gotta go) and planning plots(how can he get rid of Joe Don Baker AND John Vernon AND get the Mafia -- clearly named as such here to cash in on "The Godfather" -- off his back, all at the same time?) I think the finale is nifty in pulling it off (and a match for the finale of "Frenzy" in one way: they are both "small" finales in which -- snap, snap, snap -- everyone comes together and everything pays off.)
"Charley Varrick" invokes the more more expensive "The Sting" of a few months later, and -- decades later -- certainly shares premise and setting with "No Country for Old Men." A very influential little film.
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On some plot points: yeah, I've always thought Joe Don looked a little too long at the situation in the trunk -- but Siegel needed time for us to take in all the plot points AND...I don't think Molly really understood just how smart Charley was. Most of Molly's "marks" were dummies like Robinson's character, so Molly wasn't on guard for Charley's ruse.
The "PC" issues were, perhaps, 1973 additives to underline the villainy of the characters, but seemed in tune with the men to me.
You and I have remarked separately on the quietly spectacular scene between John Vernon and Woodrow Parfrey near the cow pasture. It is great...and rather "foreshadowed" by the bucolic opening scenes of the movie, which wonderfully(in a Hitchcockian manner, I might add) mislead us to the tough crime thriller ahead as we watch a sleepy New Mexico rural community come to life through sun-dappled rays of morning sun and pretty music. (BTW, that's Nevada, near Reno where the end of the movie is set, not really New Mexico. Nevada stood in for ALL locations.)
P.S. John Vernon: directed by Hitchcock in "Topaz" and Siegel in "Dirty Harry" and "Charley Varrick." He did better by Siegel!
I'll try to look for some your other posts, telegonus. Months later is not a good response time!
EC: click on my (or any poster's) name and you'll see a list of all postings at all boards and if you look closely you can see a poster's reviews (I've got a few hundred!). It's really quite easy. I've have pc problems of late, hence delays in my responses (I have yet you respond to a Psycho post that's yours, shall do so in the next day or so). As to PM's, you should have a private messages section somewhere in your profile. I have one and I get e-mails telling me if I have a PM. A couple of years back I sent you one, got no response. You may have to fiddle around with your IMDB "preferences" to make sure you get notifiied about such things.
I like Don Siegel's work but don't rate him as highly as some do. In my opinion he's in about the same league as Phil Karlson (who began directing around the same time, had a similar career,--also worked with Joe Don Baker--in Walking Tall). He also reminds me a bit of Robert Aldrich in his offbeat aspects, didn't become as big a name as Aldrich even with Eastwood behind him. I prefer Sam Fuller overall, for his "out there" qualities, his not taking himself too seriously, his sticking to his "tabloid" world view. The term sui generis was invented for guys like him. The two Joes, Lewis and Newman, were also very good, as good as Siegel; less fortunate professionally.
Siegel was one of the few directors to actually benefit to being tied to Universal during its darkest hours, quality-wise, as a major studio. In this he was quite different from the already in the Pantheon Hitchcock. The TV movie nature of so many of Universals feature length films seemed to actually inspire Siegel, help him define himself. It also got him some good opportunities. The remake of The Killers was one, and that was serendipitous, as it was intended as a movie of the week, maybe even the first, was considered too violent for prime time and was sent to the theaters instead. Another remake that did play on TV, The Hanged Man (the original is titled Ride the Pink Horse) is one of my favorite TV movies of all time. I saw it when it was first broadcast. It was the first made for TV film I'd seen, and I found it riveting. The surprise hit, Madigan, helped put Siegel over at last as at the very least an A- list director, and then his associated with Clint sealed it for him.
Another Hitchcock connection with Siegel: both men worked with Henry Fonda in New York made movies. Siegel's Madigan was a winner, Hitchcock's The Wrong Man a loser. Both had downbeat endings but somehow Siegel's "worked" for 1968 movie audiences, Hitchcock's didn't for 1957 movie audiences.
Siegel was one of the few directors to actually benefit to being tied to Universal during its darkest hours, quality-wise, as a major studio. In this he was quite different from the already in the Pantheon Hitchcock.
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I've read Siegel's autobiography(a somewhat self-serving work, but one that reads "true") and from it, I got further insights into "life under Uncle Lew" at Universal in the 60's and 70's.
Siegel seemed to be in a weird spot with Wasserman and Wasserman's "gang." They were as pressurized and tough on Siegel as on any other director(in terms of giving him tight schedules, low budgets, fast deadlines, all monitored by a computer that noted days over/under schedule and budget)...but Siegel THRIVED under the pressure and thus became a "favorite" of the Universal brass.
Siegel was brought in to advise other directors and to replace other directors. He was the "Universal Mr Fix-It" on TV movies.
And then, around 1968, came his biggest break: Clint Eastwood used him for "Coogan's Bluff" and elected to use him thrice more. Siegel made four-in-a-row Eastwood pictures(even as Eastwood himself did other movies in between them, like Where Eagles Dar and Paint Your Wagon and Kelly's Heroes):
Coogan's Bluff('68) Two Mules for Sister Sara('70) The Beguiled ('71...and very arty) Dirty Harry('71)
"Dirty Harry" was done on loanout to Warner Brothers from Universal and both Eastwood and Siegel realized that Universal was a repressive joke compared to the freedom "outside" at Warners and some other studios.
Siegel and Eastwood made their break from Universal. (Siegel's dismay at the promotion of the good "Charley Varrick" and the so-so "Black Windmill" by Universal led to his run.) Poor Alfred Hitchcock was too old to escape anywhere by then, and doomed to stay under Uncle Lew's friendly tyranny to the end.
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I'm a (much?) bigger fan of Don Siegel than I guess you are, telegonus. In his good movies, he matches Hitchcock in the tightness of the story and the clarity of the shots.
But the bigger deal with me is how MANY notable male movie stars worked with Don Siegel, with an accleration of them after Siegel hit big with Eastwood and Harry. Yet(watch below) even BEFORE Dirty Harry, Siegel was working with quite a lotta guys:
Before Dirty Harry:
Elvis(Flaming Star, considered one of the few good Elvis movies) Steve McQueen(Hell is for Heroes) James Coburn(Hell is for Heroes) Bob Newhart(Its true! Hell is for Heroes) Lee Marvin(The Killers) Ronald Reagan(The Killers, as a bad guy, in his final film) Clu Gulager(The Killers) Henry Fonda(Madigan) Richard Widmark(Madigan)
After Dirty Harry(and four with Eastwood):
Walter Matthau(Charley Varrick) Michael Caine(The Black Windmill) John Wayne (The Shootist) James Stewart(The Shootist) Richard Boone(The Shootist) Charles Bronson (Telefon) Clint Eastwood(one more time, for Paramount, Escape from Alcatraz) Burt Reynolds(Rough Cut, a "To Catch A Thief" type movie)
Ironically, Don Siegel's final film was with a famous woman -- Bette Midler. And they hated each other. But the movie, "Jinxed" is OK, with Sam Peckinpah on second unit and many Reno locations and cast members from "Charley Varrick." Also, Rip Torn is in it to give Siegel one more great "flavorful macho man" actor to work with.
Those are some of my favorite actors, above, and some of those are my favorite(or near-favorite) films of theirs (Marvin, Eastwood, Matthau and Wayne got the best of them. Though I do like "Madigan.")
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And the funny thing is, Don Siegel had been a consistent 1950's Phil Karlson type with all sorts of "cult" titles: Riot In Cell Block(I forget the number), Baby Face Nelson(with a very violent Mickey Rooney), The Lineup(with the first great SF car chase and a very violent Eli Wallach) and the all-time classic(honest) "Invasion of the Body Snatchers."
I think ultimately I "dig" Siegel for all those movies about "tough male loners" on both sides of the law. Don Siegel became "the cinema's Elmore Leonard" in his emphasis on tough crime stories(less a few Westerns, and Elmore Leonard wrote THOSE too), and his sense of suspense and action was very good.
"Charley Varrick" for instance: Some action at the beginning(the bank robbery and chase). Some action at the end(crop duster versus car, with a slight "North by Northwest" homage...certainly in the poster depicting it). In between: no action, tons of cat-and-mouse, interesting backwater Nevada locales(all those criminals thriving in the pawn shops, photo studios and Chinese restaurants of rural America), GREAT dialogue and characterizations. And that cow pasture scene.
The Siegel Way.
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I'll go looking for your posts, tele. Though I slip other topics in there, even I am burning out a bit on using Psycho as a clearing house movie for things(though its the easiest place to find me.)
With re the PMs, its not quite that I can't get them. Its more like I can't let myself get them. But I read them.
I may disappear a bit for a short while, but I shall respond soon.
It's been a weird week for me, EC, about which the less said the better. In other words, I haven't been up to replying to you in the way I'd have wished due to all sorts of issues. It was easier to do other things on the IMDB that sort of got my mind off things, if you know what I mean,
Anyway: I do like Don Siegel but there are so many directors of his generation, give or take a few years, who just weren't as lucky or as clever as Don. Phil Karlson's probably the most like him in his ups and downs (he had Dean Martin as Matt Helm, Siegel had Clint Eastwood as Dirty Harry). Karlson had a huge hit with Walking Tall yet wasn't able to build on it or maybe didn't want to. That was an effective film in the theaters and yet it looked cheap even first run, and time hasn't been kind to it, not to the story and not to the film's prints. It's hard to look at now.
If you're not familiar with the films of "Wagon Wheel Joe" Lewis you're in for a treat if you can find his stuff. Like Sam Fuller, Lewis played the game his own way, was never really mainstream even when he had some mainstream hits. He did noir, westerns, action stuff. Some of his films, the later ones especially, are so oddly put together, photographed, as to look surreal, weird, in some ways even beyond even the Nick Ray cult classic Johnny Guitar, which is "normal" compared to Terror In a Texas Town.
But yes, Don crashed through in ways that many others didn't because, well, he wanted to. He was no "arty" European or Frenchman type like Robert Florey, John Brahm or Jacques Tourneur, each as good as Siegel at his best, none able to rise to the top, as Siegel did (or as close as he could) due to maybe their stubborn "obscure" qualities that made them inflexiblly aesthetic in their approach to just about everything. Siegel was an All American: he adapted, he changed, went where he had to go, compromised when he needed to, remained somehow a regular guy beneath it all. One didn't sense a man underneath yearning to make art, and in this he was very like Hitchcock. And also like Hitch, he was first and foremost a consummate craftsman, as his films are, on the surface anyway, devoid of art,--or should I say art effects?--which of course was his art.
Anyway: I do like Don Siegel but there are so many directors of his generation, give or take a few years, who just weren't as lucky or as clever as Don. ---
I take your point(given your encyclopedic knowledge) that Don Siegel was but one of many similarly situated film directors who simply got luckier than the others.
The "big luck" was four-in-a-row with Clint Eastwood. The biggest luck was "Dirty Harry," the kind of blockbuster that turns a star into a superstar(Eastwood) and a director into an "auteur"(Don Siegel was funny about that as the years went on; "Don't you know I'm an auteur?" he'd say as he worked on films.)
A nifty bit of Hollywood gossip: "Dirty Harry" really ended the Eastwood-Siegel relationship. The three collaborations before it hadn't been that "big" and Eastwood went on not only to superstardom but to a fierce desire to be a director himself(he'd done Play Misty but he wanted to do more.) Meanwhile, every male actor in Hollywood seemed to want to work with Siegel -- and did. (Except, hah -- the biggest ones and the prestige ones -- Redford, Nicholson, Pacino, etc couldn't be bothered. But there were plenty more.)
Came 1979, Paramount execs somehow got it into their heads that Eastwood and Siegel should reunite to make "Escape from Alcatraz." Evidently, Clint and Don respected each other, but were now wary of each other's power. It took a lot of negotiating to get them on this movie, which was an "art classic" of sorts, but not particularly entertaining in the "Dirty Harry" tradition.
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Phil Karlson's probably the most like him in his ups and downs (he had Dean Martin as Matt Helm, Siegel had Clint Eastwood as Dirty Harry). Karlson had a huge hit with Walking Tall yet wasn't able to build on it or maybe didn't want to. That was an effective film in the theaters and yet it looked cheap even first run, and time hasn't been kind to it, not to the story and not to the film's prints. It's hard to look at now.
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I very much remember "Walking Tall," which was a quintessential "early seventies movie" --cheap, flimsy and raw looking -- and a hit in a way movies could be in those days. It seemed to keep getting re-released every six months or so, so that it ended up being a hit in 1973 AND 1974, and maybe one more time in 1975.
"Walking Tall" was what I call an "arrrrgggghhhhh!" movie, in which the hero goes on a righteous rampage of revenge against the swine who kill his partner, dog, wife, kids, whatever. "Dirty Harry" had some of the "aaarrrrrghh!" quality, though Harry's loved ones weren't hurt. "Death Wish" was an "aaarrrgh!" movie with a twist; Charles Bronson never found and killed the swine who raped and/or killed his wife and daughter. He killed OTHER thugs instead.
Funny thing about "Walking Tall": this ultraviolent bloodbath got a weird "feel good" campaign, somethimng like "You'll stand up and cheer for Walking Tall" -- because Joe Don Baker's Buford Pusser got all the bad guys(and bad girls -- he shoots a middle-aged madam right through the head. You'll stand up and cheer.)
Relevant: Walter Matthau was the putative star of "Charley Varrick," but by the time "Varrick" came out, thanks to "Walking Tall," Joe Don Baker was as big --maybe bigger -- a star than Matthau, and now here he was as Matthau's nemesis in "Charley Varrick."
Indeed, sometimes the TV Guide billing is "Walter Matthau and Joe Don Baker in Charley Varrick."
I hear that "Walking Tall" was Phil Karlson's match-up to a similar "arrrgggh!" movie of the fifties called "The Phenix City Story," which had less R-rated wars of good citizens versus small town gangsters. A little black girl is killed in the film, as is the crusading district attorney played by...John "Al Chambers" McIntire.
Yes, Phil Karlson got the Matt Helm movies(the first one, "The Silencers" is spoofy but quite sexy in a postive, non-rape-and-violent way,and that matters to ME, along with supporting baddies led by Victor Buono and Robert Webber, cool guys in different ways). But Phil Karlson never got that run of stars that Don Siegel got to work with. "That's show biz."
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If you're not familiar with the films of "Wagon Wheel Joe" Lewis you're in for a treat if you can find his stuff. Like Sam Fuller, Lewis played the game his own way, was never really mainstream even when he had some mainstream hits. He did noir, westerns, action stuff. Some of his films, the later ones especially, are so oddly put together, photographed, as to look surreal, weird, in some ways even beyond even the Nick Ray cult classic Johnny Guitar, which is "normal" compared to Terror In a Texas Town.
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I'm not familiar with Lewis(Why was he called Wagon Wheel Joe?), but I'll go looking. I've seen some early Sam Fuller and it is true: his movies just don't play "mainstream," there is something intense and weird and feral about them. The man's personality plays out on film.
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Siegel was an All American: he adapted, he changed, went where he had to go, compromised when he needed to, remained somehow a regular guy beneath it all. One didn't sense a man underneath yearning to make art, and in this he was very like Hitchcock. And also like Hitch, he was first and foremost a consummate craftsman, as his films are, on the surface anyway, devoid of art,--or should I say art effects?--which of course was his art.
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All true...and Siegel's survival at Universal is a testament to career skills lacking in other directors. Hitchcock and Siegel were on the Universal lot for a lot of the same years(I'd say at least from 1964 to 1974); you have to wonder if they ever met or talked or something(but Hitchcock took all his meals in his office.)
Peter Bogdanovich wrote of meeting Siegel and telling Siegel that his work had much of the crisp, clean power of Hitchcock. I think Siegel agreed with Bogdo on that.
As I've noted before, you can really run these four directors together as makers of "thrillers":
Hitchcock Don Siegel Sam Peckinpah Quentin Tarantino
Separate out Peckinpah's Westerns(not that many, really) and QT's WWII movie and you've got four guys who specialized in thrills, evil villains, splashy murders, and a mix of the funny and the violent. Its just that Hitchcock -- unlike the other three -- had no interest in "gangsters" or the noir elements of American gunplay.
Interestingly, Hitchcock WAS looking into making a Charley Varrick type movie, from an Elmore Leonard novel called "Unknown Man 89". I read that book after Hitchcock announced his movie of it in 1978 or so, and it was pretty good and totally UN-Hitchcockian. (The tough hero has a romance with a pretty alcoholic; its like Notorious done down low.) I'm sorry Hitchocck never made it(he was too old) because I think Hitchcock would have suprised the world just like he did with "Psycho" in making something that didn't SEEM like a Hitchcock picture. Hitchcock was interested in Burt Reynolds or Steve McQueen for the tough guy Detroit process server lead. Hitchcock bought the book, maybe somebody else (QT?) should buy it again and make "the Alfred Hitchcock Elmore Leonard movie."
I remember those Walking Tall TV ads, too. "You'll stand up and cheer!" my derriere. The violence was nausea inducing. It was fascinating the way a train wreck is fascinating, made on such a low budget if I didn't know better I might have thought I was watching a porno flick. Good supporting roles for old faves like Gene Evans, Noah Beery, Jr. and Ken Tobey. A smart part for Douglas Fowley. Joe Don was a strange one. He seemed to have the potential charisma to give Burt Reynolds a run for his money in the good ol' boy sweepstakes but he never laid a glove on Burt. Too Southern maybe, as distinct from Burt's Southerner as an All-American Joe Don was All South. A hard sell north of the Mason-Dixon line. Nor was he handsome. Another Robert Mitchum? He didn't have the cool and there was always an amateurishness to his timing, the way he recited his lines, which was maybe his naturalistic style of acting,--it worked well enough--but he came off as more brutish than cool, like a backwoods Steve Cochran or Bruce Cabot.
"Wagonwheel Joe" is Joseph Lewis, a cult director in his own right. Even Andrew Sarris is a fanboy, and so am I. He earned the nickname due to his proclivity for shooting his early B westerns from odd angles, often through wagonwheels, from under a car, a staircase, and he retained that offbeat style to the end. Another quirk of his: deep focus photography, similar to Orson Welles in this regard. My Name Is Julia Ross, very well remade by of all people Arthur (Bonnie and Clyde) Penn as Dead Of Winter, with Mary Steenburgen, is the one that put Lewis over, becoming one the biggest "sleepers" of its year it got Lewis a Columbia contract. One of his most "accessible" mainstream films is Undercover Man, on the surface just another T-Man-G-Man sem-doc style film of its time (1949), and yet amazingly, dazzlingly well made. The Halliday Brand a serious western about a troubled ranch family in the old west is like a non-operatic Duel In the Sun, and very watchable. Some of Lewis's compositions, his framing devices, are to die for, breathtakingly bold, and in this film, which had a good script, he does not go over the top.
Feral is as good a word as I've come across to describe the Cinema Of Sam Fuller. A gifted, unpretentious man he made movies they way an animal would if an animal could make movies, often about people who behaved like animals; wild animals. At his best his films have a visceral power of the sort that at a more "aesthetic" level Elia Kazan aimed for and only occasionally achieved (he was too intellectual to Go All The Way). Fuller does, and unlike Kazan, apparently had no serious artistic aspirations (when given some prestigous European award for best picture or best director, for Shock Corridor, he gave it back saying something like "what I made wasn't a work of art it was a lurid B picture" ). But I think Fuller was being too modest. I think Shock Corridor is both a work of art and a lurid B picture. That's the art of Sam Fuller. Karlson was closer to Fuller than Siegel in having a "feral streak". Phenix City Story is the kind of movie Fuller would have made if he'd wanted to go "legit". Sam, legit? Never!
Don Siegel on the other hand longed to go legit and got there, but then hadn't he been a Rhodes Scholar or something? Many of those old-time directors never even went to college. Some were high school dropouts. In some ways the decline of Sam Peckinpah, who was far more highly regarded by the critics, hailed by some as in the same league as Ford and Hawks, paved the way for Siegel. Alas, one of Peckinpah's earliest pictures, Ride the High Country, is probably his best. I saw it first run and was overwhelmed. It's in Ford's league. But Sam was a rowdy guy, drank too much, partied too much. The Wild Bunch put him over as a superstar director, and he had about four good years as one of the best known film-makers in not only America but the world. Then bit by bit Peckinpah's profligate ways began to drag him and the quality of his films down. Each year brought a new crop of younger directors who began to catch the eyes of the critics: Bogdanovich, Lucas, Woody Allen, Steven Spielberg, William Friedkin. Peckinpah began to burn out. It was during this period that Siegel began to rise, and while he was never the critics' darling that Peckinpah was at his peak he sort of replaced him as Hollywood's top Old Guard style director (i.e. working in the traditional Hollywood mainstream genres yet doing them with great style, verve and originality). Well, he'd earned it.
I remember those Walking Tall TV ads, too. "You'll stand up and cheer!" my derriere.
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Indeed. I saw the commercials BEFORE I saw the movie, saw the movie and thought "What the hell?"
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The violence was nausea inducing. It was fascinating the way a train wreck is fascinating, made on such a low budget if I didn't know better I might have thought I was watching a porno flick.
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"Porno flick chic." That about sizes it up. The sexual content was low however -- it was the ultra-violence and of course Sheriff Pusser's favorite weapon: a big wooden club.
I was amused to see "Walking Tall" remade a few years ago as a "PG-13" with all the top production of values of the 00s and The Rock(a wrestler with a teenage fan base) in the lead role. I didn't see the movie, but the trailer and the "PG" told me that the raw 1973 film had been reduced down to a 21st Century "safe action picture."
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Good supporting roles for old faves like Gene Evans, Noah Beery, Jr. and Ken Tobey. A smart part for Douglas Fowley.
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Quality! Ken Tobey! Memorable star of "The Thing" and "It Came From Beneath The Sea."
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Joe Don was a strange one. He seemed to have the potential charisma to give Burt Reynolds a run for his money in the good ol' boy sweepstakes but he never laid a glove on Burt. Too Southern maybe, as distinct from Burt's Southerner as an All-American Joe Don was All South. A hard sell north of the Mason-Dixon line. Nor was he handsome. Another Robert Mitchum? He didn't have the cool and there was always an amateurishness to his timing, the way he recited his lines, which was maybe his naturalistic style of acting,--it worked well enough--but he came off as more brutish than cool, like a backwoods Steve Cochran or Bruce Cabot.
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Joe Don rode "Walking Tall" for a ways in the 70's...straight to the cult classic "Charley Varrick"(his best role, his best movie) and then on into a lot of violent "B's," including one with Martin Balsam as the gang boss villain called "Mitchell" that got mercilessly laughed at on the old "Mystery Science Theater 3000" TV show where some guys just dissed the movie start to finish.
Joe Don Baker just didn't really have Burt Reynolds compact muscular suave. Joe Don was BIG, kind of a lummox, kid of a "big little kid." His face could get slack and squinty.
In the 80's, Joe Don Baker was good in a few parts -- as a crooked police chief in Chevy Chase's popular "Fletch" and as a renegade US General in the Bond movie "The Living Daylights"(Baker would return to the Bond franchise a couple more times as a good guy CIA man, too.)
I knew a guy in the 70's in Los Angeles who knew Joe Don Baker, and this guy said that Joe Don preferred "staying home and raising his chickens" to acting.
Maybe that explains it!
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"Wagonwheel Joe" is Joseph Lewis, a cult director in his own right. Even Andrew Sarris is a fanboy, and so am I.
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I'll take the recommendation. I have seen the Steenburgen version of that one movie.
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Fuller does, and unlike Kazan, apparently had no serious artistic aspirations (when given some prestigous European award for best picture or best director, for Shock Corridor, he gave it back saying something like "what I made wasn't a work of art it was a lurid B picture" ).
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Ha.
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But I think Fuller was being too modest. I think Shock Corridor is both a work of art and a lurid B picture. That's the art of Sam Fuller. Karlson was closer to Fuller than Siegel in having a "feral streak". Phenix City Story is the kind of movie Fuller would have made if he'd wanted to go "legit". Sam, legit? Never!
No, some guys just work better "outside the system." And it seems that way back in the studio age, "outside the system" was WAY outside the system. Modernly, there are all these little "mini-sutdios" that are really just banks.
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In some ways the decline of Sam Peckinpah, who was far more highly regarded by the critics, hailed by some as in the same league as Ford and Hawks, paved the way for Siegel.
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I'm in agreement with your whole analysis of Peckinpah and Siegel. I've read biographies of each man, and they were more linked than you would think.
In the 50's, Peckinpah got his first work in movies working as an assistant FOR Don Siegel. Peckinpah even plays TWO bit parts in "Invasion of the Body Snatchers." Peckinpah's family was big in California lawyers and judges, and Peckinpah's family connections helped Don Siegel film at California's Folsom Prison for "Riot in Cell Block 11."
Eventually, Siegel and Peckinpah went their separate ways, and, with "Ride the High Country" as his classic calling card, Peckinpah finally hit it big with "The Wild Bunch" and became, said his biographer "the most famous director since Alfred Hitchcock" in the early seventies (mainly because of the violence -- Psycho's influence on movies still meant something -- in Peckinpah's Wild Bunch, Straw Dogs, The Getaway, etc.)
The record reflects that Peckinpah bought into HIS "auteur worship" with a mixture of ego and terror...and alcoholism and drug abuse brought him down.
Meanwhile, "lower level auteur" Don Siegel just kept working and working and working and, in 1981...
Don Siegel quietly hired Sam Peckinpah to direct second unit on Siegel's film "Jinxed" with Bette Midler and Rip Torn.
Peckinpah didn't have to do the second unit(whose main work was filming a truck crash off a mountain cliff), but he wanted to prove himself in Hollywood, and he did with "Jinxed" and he got another job or two before dying of his hard life(a heart attack, on paper) in the mid-80's.
Siegel died of natural causes, somewhere around the same time as Peckinpah, but at a much older age, I believe(this is all guesses, I did not go check their imdb data.)
Strange week, EC, on and off, thus erratic posting and odd hours:
It's funny, I knew that about Peckinpah and Siegel but forgot about it when I wrote my post. For good or ill, whether fairly or not, Peckinpah got tagged as a serious film-maker, an artiste, early in his career; and he never forgot it. His personal background was as far from Siegel's as one could get, yet professionally they were similar in some ways allowing for Siegel's seniority. Just as Peckinpah worked in television, was the driving force behind The Rifleman western series (and I believe a couple of others), Siegel paid his dues as a special effects guy at Warners. One of his earliest directorial assignments was the Academy Awarsd winning short subject Star in the Night, which TCM runs or used to run around Christmastime. It's one of the best things he ever did. That Peckinpah came "roaring out at the gate" with Ride the High Country maybe went to his head. I don't believe I've ever seen a Peckinpah film that wasn't somewhat arty (or artsy) even when an action flick. Sam got "religion" early on, and in this was sort of like a dry run for Robert Altman.
Siegel came up more the hard way, and some of his early films have such atrocious scripts that Jean Renoir couldn't have done much better with them. Eventually he got the hang of it, but mostly at the programmer level (somwhere between an A and a B), and he proved that he was good at it,thus employable. But a serious artist? Perish the thought. Invasion Of the Body Snatchers developed a retro cult long after its initial release but even then, typically for Siegel, it has a title that pegs it as a quickie even though it isn't one. Good things just didn't fall into Siegel's lap. It's no wonder the Wasserman Universal was such a good fit for him: it gave him work! He got an income, he got some chances, and he made the best of his time there. Working with Clint Eastwood was a lucky strike for Siegel,--and for Eastwood, too. I think it was a good match because both were sort of on a roll when they first began working together. Eastwood has the spagehtti westerns, Siegel a surprise hit with Madigan. Neither had to get down on his knees and say "pretty please...",--fill in the blanks. Let me do this, let me do that. Whatever.
They were equals, in a manner of speaking. Ultimately, Eastwood's fame and even, to a degree prestige, outstripped Siegel's, but for a few years there they were a good fit. Can you imagine Eastwood hitting if off with Sam Peckinpah? I can't. Don Siegel. like Sergio Leone, was a good fit for Clint, one of the luckiest guys in Hollywood history.
I've read books on both Peckinpah and Siegel and on that basis alone I think you're exactly right, telegonus.
I STILL have not looked up their age difference, but they both lucked into something very important: a period from about 1967 to 1974 in which new young critics were looking to lionize new "auteur" directors as fast as they could. By designating the "auteurs," the critics puffed up their own legitimacy --- and boy did it work. For the critics.
As for the filmmakers they selected, things were definitely tougher: Peter Bogdanovich and William Friedkin crashed and burned, Francis Coppola struggled, Robert Altman practially went underground for the 80's, Bob Rafelson("Five Easy Pieces") disappeared, Dennis Hopper stuck to acting, etc. The book on Peckinpah is that drinking and drugs made him unemployable BEFORE they killed him. (But he always did interesting work, even at his physical worst, and one of his last movies -- the clunky "Convoy" -- was his biggest hit!)
Peckinpah and Siegel were lucky because they worked in action(Western and non-Western alike) so they could be "auteurs". AND draw box office.
Siegel's big fan was the head critic for Time magazine, Jay Cocks, who wrote up "Madigan" well(that had a script co-written by the blacklisted Abraham Polonsky) went nuts for "Dirty Harry." and gave "Charley Varrick" a review that SHOULD have stoked a blockbuster, but didn't. Cocks also loved Peckinpah, but had a lot of help exalting Peckinpah after "The Wild Bunch"(which, btw, was NOT a really big hit and which was hated by some mainstream critics for its blood -- "bring your barf bag" wrote Judith Crist.)
Funny thing: "The Wild Bunch" was a big action topic for Warner Brothers in 1969, two years later "Dirty Harry" at the same studio would do it for Siegel. To that extent, one studio "made" both directors in the seventies, even though Siegel was mainly a Universal guy.
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Siegel worked a lot in the seventies, but it is almost as if he "alternated" hits and flops, good movies and bad. Dirty Harry, Charley Varrick, The Shootist, Escape from Alcatraz: good. The Black Windmill, Telefon, Rough Cut: not so good(not bad, really.) But he just kept churning 'em out and good actors came round to be in them.
Peckinpah lucked into a two-movie deal with Steve McQueen(the great and non-violent rodeo drama "Junior Bonner" and the thourougly commercial "The Getaway") but spent most of his time directing second-tier buddies like Jason Robards and James Coburn and Warren Oates...good known actors but not quite where Clint Eastwood was. Charles Bronson turned Peckinpah down("I won't work with a drunk") but did "Telefon" with Don Siegel.
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"...Clint, one of the luckiest guys in Hollywood history."
If not THE luckiest. I believe there is no career like his. At 81, he will be doing a lead in a movie(I think that is a record for "bankable over-the-title," as opposed to Melvyn Douglas or John Houseman in something.) He has won Oscars for directing in the last decade. He ran the 70s as a superstar, started to fail in the 80's and early 90's...and then came roaring back A-list with "Unforgiven" Oscar, the whole shooting match.
Thing of it is: I don't think Clint's that great. His movies were a bit on the cheap and chintzy side in the 70's and 80's(I often felt he saved on budgets by cheating his audience of quality), his last 10 years as a director have more misses than hits. He WAS great as "Dirty Harry" IN "Dirty Harry" but me, I much preferred the look and feel of Steve McQueen in those years, and probably had to move through Robert Redford, Jack Nicholson, Paul Newman, even maybe Burt Reynolds before reaching Clint(but that's just me -- th e Walter Matthau fan -- and , nonetheless, I saw every Clint Eastwood movie ever made.)
I think the bottom line is that Clint's unquestioned early superstardom gave him the power and wealth to survive later "career dips" and his canny decision to direct and produce gave him other paths to follow. Clint slowly dumped Westerns for action movies as the Western went out of style , and as he aged, slowly dumped action movies for character work("The Bridges of Madison County?" I mean, have you SEEN him in that?).
He saved ONE great Western drama script("Unforgiven") until his career needed the jolt(honest, he sat on the script for years.) His career management is perfect and...and this is important...his physical fitness routines of many years have paid off in an 81-year old man who can direct movies and star in them with relative ease(though boy, he's looking and sounding old now, yes?)
Clint Eastwood doesn't automatically move to the top of my list of favorite stars just BECAUSE of his longevity, but I have to honor that longevity.
And in "Dirty Harry," at least -- he IS my favorite movie star. That one time.
P.S. Madigan has a great dialogue script. Example
New York Cop Richard Widmark to a guy he accidentally rousts: Sorry, you look like a guy I knew from Pittsburgh.
Guy(starting to rage): NOBODY tells me I look like a guy from Pittsburgh!
I appreciate the input on Siegel and Peckinpah, EC. Most of what I wrote was guesswork, observation based on what I know about those guys' careers. Didn't Siegel write an autobiography? I think I read it, or part of it, and didn't like it for some reason. But then movie directors seldom write good autobiographies or memoirs. Even Chaplin's, while readable, is mostly about the famous people he was friends with ("and then I had lunch with Einstein..." followed by "...and a few days later Picasso dropped by for a weekend", and so on). The stuff about his (sub-Dickensian) childhood and early life is the best. There are book length interviews with Joe Mankiewicz, Byron Haskin, Andre De Toth and many other studio era directors that are much better than most memoirs by directors. Most of them talk a lot better than they write.
Clint Eastwood is a star I've never been able to wholly warm to. God love him for lasting so long, managing his career so well, satisfying his many fans,--but he's always left me a bit cold. Maybe it's his TV style hipsterishness. To put in McLuhan=speak, he's cool because television is a cool medium and he retained his style in films. I tend to prefer hotter, more flamboyant players, can appreciate the sublime restraint of the under-acters, the Masons and the Masseys, but if I had to pick a favorite western guy it would be John Wayne, if for no other reason than that he sets his movies on fire every time he appears on screen. He's not loud but he makes a very strong impression. Wayne was a movie guy all the way, and movies are, according to McLuhan, a "hot" medium.
I prefer Burt Reynolds to Clint. He wasn't quite right for the small screen, a good fit for the big one. There's an intensity to him that's right for film, and it's not a TV quality. Steve McQueen was cool up to a point, and it worked well on television, however he had an angry edge that the big screen really picked up on that made him exciting to watch. It was difficult to tell whether McQueen was going to be a winner or a loser in any given film. With him, as with Paul Newman, there was no in-between. Clint's a little blah, don't you think? I mean, take away Van Cleef and Wallach and The Good, the Bad and the Ugly wouldn't be, well, a third as fun, if that. Clint was fine reacting to those two, on his own not terribly exciting.
In general, even the biggest, most iconic stars of the classic era were at their best when they worked with others, either stars or actors, had to fight a bit to retain their status, as Bogart did in The Maltese Falcon or even Jimmy Stewart in It's a Wonderful Life. When they're "up against others" it brings out the best in them, shows that they can act, which is maybe why Bogart's at his absolute best in a dramatic role in The Caine Mutiny, in which he faced stiff competition from his talented co-stars. Gary Cooper triumphs in High Noon, but look at the cast he triumphs over. This is where Clint is weak in my opinion. I enjoyed him more than usual in In the Line Of Fire, which co-star John Malkovich more or less stole in the acting department, but Malkovich has such a slimy, repulsive presence I was rooting for Clint to take him out. Same with Andy Robinson in Dirty Harry. Most of the time I find it difficult to get involved in an Eastwood picture. Still, he's had an amazing career, has lived twenty years longer than Cooper, a decade longer than Wayne. Funny, I'm guess I'm showing my age in viewing Clint as basically a western star when he's proved that he's much more than that.
I appreciate the input on Siegel and Peckinpah, EC. Most of what I wrote was guesswork, observation based on what I know about those guys' careers. Didn't Siegel write an autobiography? I think I read it, or part of it, and didn't like it for some reason.
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The Siegel autobiography (on himself, by himself) is the main book on him I've read. Its certainly "self-serving." Most of his producers were "bums who didn't know what they were doing," and most of the scripts given to him "I had to re-write and patch up"(but he never took a writing credit; oh, well, neither did Hitchocck.) And he's often firing crew members or berating them for "not being up to may standards."
On the other hand, the autobio seemed very authoritative about the whys and wherefores of making movies and all the stuff on working with "the Lew Wasserman gang" sounded "on the money." I also liked the insights on Walter Matthau (who found the script for "Charley Varrick" -- "impossible to understsand, and I have a very high IQ"), and John Wayne(nearly dying before finishing "The Shootist" but gutting it out after a hospital stay near the end of production.) Charles Bronson sounded prickly and funny. When Siegel directed him to kiss "fake wife" Lee Remick goodbye at an airport, Bronson said "No." Siegel: "Why?" Bronson: "Because I never kiss my REAL wife goodbye at the airport."
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But then movie directors seldom write good autobiographies or memoirs.
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Nope. Self-serving. Settling scores. Frank Capra's was really bad that way. Plus false humility, like "Well, in the end it was all my fault. I let myself down by failing to adhere to my high standards and letting punks like Glenn Ford walk all over me against my better judgment."
Hitchcock never WROTE an autobio. But his interview answers to Truffaut were pretty damn self-serving, too. Oh, well. Directors.
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Clint Eastwood is a star I've never been able to wholly warm to.
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Me neither. He really is, if not bad, "colorless" in many of his seventies films. As he aged, he developed more humor and around 1986, he developed(from his earlier trademark "whisper") this grizzled croak of a voice that has pretty much served him ever since. But something's missing.
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God love him for lasting so long, managing his career so well, satisfying his many fans,--but he's always left me a bit cold.
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Me, too. His career survival was canny, and depended on two lucky breaks in a row: Unforgiven(Oscars, a true masterpiece BECAUSE OF THE SCREENPLAY) and "In the Line of Fire"(NOT directed by Eastwood, and hence more lush and plush and starry than his other films...Eastwood was so down low in his career then he got the role BECAUSE he let somebody else direct it, other Redford or James Caan were on tap.)
So much of Eastwood's filmmaking seems to be overpraised to me. His last few years have NOT had real crowdpleasers: J. Edgar, Hereafter, Invictus, The Changeling. These aren't classics.
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Maybe it's his TV style hipsterishness. To put in McLuhan=speak, he's cool because television is a cool medium and he retained his style in films. I tend to prefer hotter, more flamboyant players, can appreciate the sublime restraint of the under-acters, the Masons and the Masseys, but if I had to pick a favorite western guy it would be John Wayne, if for no other reason than that he sets his movies on fire every time he appears on screen. He's not loud but he makes a very strong impression. Wayne was a movie guy all the way, and movies are, according to McLuhan, a "hot" medium.
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They asked John Wayne around 1972 who he thought might replace him, and he said "this fellah Clint Eastwood seems about right." For his part, Eastwood in that decade tried to interest Wayne in a buddy-script to co-star with Clint, but Wayne wouldn't take it. And then Wayne went and made a couple of silly "Dirty Harry" type pictures to "honor" Eastwood. ("Wayne shouldn't wear a sportcoat," wrote one critic, "it looks like a monkey jacket on him.")
Despite the major crossover between the two stars, I'm with you: John Wayne had all sorts of more accessible, "manly but warm" power than Eastwood. Clearly, Wayne was a father figure/uncle figure/grandfather figure in his last decade...but he maintained that "heat" to the end (deathly ill while filming The Shootist, Wayne is full of ornery emotion in the part...even playing a cancer-ridden character.)
Its funny how Eastwood "got it all together" the first time as Dirty Harry. Intense, raging emotion. Amusing cool. But he was being directed by Don Siegel and in the years thereafter, Clint got a bit lazy and detached, too reliant on "how easy it was to be Clint."
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I prefer Burt Reynolds to Clint. He wasn't quite right for the small screen, a good fit for the big one. There's an intensity to him that's right for film, and it's not a TV quality.
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When Reynolds was a star (roughly 1972 and "Deliverance" to 1984 and "City Heat" with...Clint Eastwood!) he had a lot going on. In the beginning, a rugged macho with the danger of temper behind it. As the decade moved on, Reynolds added humor, suaveness, a light touch not unlike that of Cary Grant EVEN AS he did those "Smokey" movies. Burt Reynolds had real range (within his range) and in the prison football movie hit "The Longest Yard," I felt he brought it all together: Deliverance Meets Smokey.
The Reynolds career collapse of the 80's was almost a horror to watch. I was a fan. And he made stupid movie after stupid movie after stupid movie...and unforgivably mugged and ad-libbed through them(rule of thumb: if the STAR doesn't belive in the movie he is in, why should we?)
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Steve McQueen was cool up to a point, and it worked well on television, however he had an angry edge that the big screen really picked up on that made him exciting to watch. It was difficult to tell whether McQueen was going to be a winner or a loser in any given film.
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Well, that's my guy you're talking about there. McQueen could do more with a silent close-up than anybody. (Good thing: he remained wooden on some line readings to the end.) He got better looking as he aged, too. A man's man. Rugged. Vulnerable.
To me, the most impressive McQueen performance may just be in "The Towering Inferno." For about 45 minutes before McQueen shows up, it is a starry but rather plastic and TV-ish "all-star disaster movie." Then McQueen shows up as a fire captain committed to saving lives and making one hard decision after another and...the damn movie turns REAL. And McQueen looks great, with his weathered beefiness outshining Paul Newman's far more trim and tan "perfection." (Paul Newman made a lot of money from "Inferno," but later noted: "This is not one of my favorite movies of mine." I think I know why!)
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Clint's a little blah, don't you think? I mean, take away Van Cleef and Wallach and The Good, the Bad and the Ugly wouldn't be, well, a third as fun, if that. Clint was fine reacting to those two, on his own not terribly exciting.
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Clint did that for awhile in his career. The handsome quiet guy, reacting. To Van Cleef and Wallach. To Don Rickles, Donald Sutherland, and Telly Savalas(Kelly's Heroes.) To Lee Marvin(Paint Your Wagon.) To Richard Burton(Where Eagles Dare.) It is as if Eastwood were "hiding in plain sight" in those movies, and letting the other guys chew the scenery.
"Behind the scenes," Eastwood early on became as much of a control-freak tyrant as Barbra Streisand. Most seventies Eastwood movies starred Clint Eastwood...nobody else. Most seventies Clint Eastwood movies were directed by Clint Eastwood. Whereas Nicholson, Reynolds, and Redford valued working with numerous well-known directors, Eastwood preferred his tight little "7-11 Filmmaking Store." Why not? As long as Eastwood kept shooting and punching people, we all showed up.
There was an LA Times article once on how maniacally Clint Eastwood tried to keep cutting down on his budgets and shooting schedules. Result: a lot of chintzy films. It came a cropper in 1988, when the big budget action blockbuster "Die Hard" wiped the floor with Eastwood's cheap little "Dirty Harry Five: The Dead Pool." Eastwood soon readjusted.
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In general, even the biggest, most iconic stars of the classic era were at their best when they worked with others, either stars or actors, had to fight a bit to retain their status, as Bogart did in The Maltese Falcon or even Jimmy Stewart in It's a Wonderful Life. When they're "up against others" it brings out the best in them, shows that they can act, which is maybe why Bogart's at his absolute best in a dramatic role in The Caine Mutiny, in which he faced stiff competition from his talented co-stars. Gary Cooper triumphs in High Noon, but look at the cast he triumphs over.
True. We got a lot more "star pairings" in those days(Gable and Tracy), or just more formidable supporting casts "coming at the stars". Screenwriter William Goldman once made a study of how Humphrey Bogart allowed his supporting actors to have better lines than he did -- modernly, says Goldman "the star demands that all good lines be taken from the support and given to HIM. Or Her."
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This is where Clint is weak in my opinion. I enjoyed him more than usual in In the Line Of Fire, which co-star John Malkovich more or less stole in the acting department, but Malkovich has such a slimy, repulsive presence I was rooting for Clint to take him out.
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And Eastwood didn't direct that movie(Wolfgang Peterson did) and made it with a certain "down-career willingness" to let Malkovich take him on.
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Same with Andy Robinson in Dirty Harry. Most of the time I find it difficult to get involved in an Eastwood picture. Still, he's had an amazing career, has lived twenty years longer than Cooper, a decade longer than Wayne. Funny, I'm guess I'm showing my age in viewing Clint as basically a western star when he's proved that he's much more than that.
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Eastwood locked in the Western star credentials with Rawhide(50 years ago!) the spaghetti Westerns. But after the "Leone era," Eastwood's Westerns dwindled down, and after "Outlaw Josey Wales"(1976), Eastwood only made TWO MORE: the OK "Pale Rider"(1985) and the magnificent "Unforgiven."
Go to his hometown of Carmel, California and you'll see posters and paintings of "Cowpoke Clint Eastwood in His Poncho with His Cigar" everywhere. More than Dirty Harry. He got the best of both worlds: established as a Western star, snuck off into more profitable films "post haste"(Westerns died out.)
So many of the forties/fifties stars died without clearing their fifties or early sixties. Smoking and drinking and red meat got them. Clint Eastwood is a light drinker and BIG health nut and so its true: he's already lived longer than his forbears and hence been a star longer. Good for him.
I might add that Eastwood certainly appeared in some movies and did some work I like: Dirty Harry, Thunderbolt and Lightfoot, Tightrope(a sexually kinky cop thriller where Clint ISN'T Dirty Harry), City Heat(a "nothing" movie but Clint and Burt Reynolds DID make a funny team). Heartbreak Ridge(GREAT as a grizzled Marine DI.) In the Line of Fire.
In more recent years, Eastwood's work in Unforgiven(hell, 20 years ago!), Miliion Dollar Baby(very touching) and Gran Torino(slightly unbelievable but massively entertaining Tough Old Man) has been great. I daresay he remains a better movie star than director.
But oh to have had Steve McQueen a few more decades...
Note: McQueen worked for Don Siegel(Hell is for Heroes in 1962) AND Sam Peckinpah(Junior Bonner, The Getaway, back to back in 1972).
Siegel came off as full of himself but very bright and educated. We were discussing Joe Newman on another thread. With better lucky he might have made it to Siegel's league. Another one who showed potential early on and then moved over to mostly TV work: Paul Wendkos. The obscure (but for his name ) Herschel Daugherty was a highly capable television director, as was John (One Step Beyond) Newland. Then there was the French Robert Florey, a really good B man for many years he, with the help of fellow countryman Charles Boyer, moved to television later, helped set the tone of Four Star (a company Boyer owned a piece of), and many of the shows Florey directed really got that company off to a flying start. William (Mr. Elizabeth Montgomery) Asher, prior to moving over to television didn't direct much of note but for the brilliantly intense, suspenseful, often quite violent gangster flick Johnny Cool. If he'd continued in that vein I can see him becoming a contender in feature films.
As to big stars working with other big stars and their supporting players as a team, that began to die out with the old studios. They were, the best of the, like big (if at times dysfunctional) families, and the teamwork at MGM, the rapport between the players, not just the top stars but the supporting ones, made their films special. What would Bette Davis have been without her fellow Warners contractees George Brent, Claude Rains and Paul Henried? Or Bogart without not only Greenstreet and Lorre but Bond and MacLane, Jerome Cowan and Lee Patrick?
I enjoyed Frank Capra's autobiography for what it was, took it with several grains of salt even when it was new. On the other hand, Joseph McBride's bio, subtitield The Catastrophe Of Success, while regarded by many as a hatchet job, which at times it is, is, was also a necessary corrective, as it were, to not only Capra's autobiography but to the mythic figure who emerged as the Great American Film-Maker in the wake of the TV success of It's a Wonderful Life. It was one of those "this is an ugly job but someone's gotta do it" instances.
Burt Reynolds and Steve McQueen could project real danger, had old-style movie star qualities Clint Eastwood really doesn't have but they had all kinds of problems, personal and professional, that brought them down; and of course McQueen died fairly young. My guess is that his later career would have been similar to Eastwood if marginally less embarrassing. On the other hand, he might have taken some cues from Chuck Norris, who reminds me a little of McQueen as a type, and come back is a more modest, compact action star with a serious following, similar to Charles Bronson, maybe not so big.
When pondering the careers of the aforementioned stars and directors I'm struck once more by the "luck factor" for people involved in making films, far greater than for, say, painters or writers. Luck plays a role in all our lives, but had James Dean not died in a car crash, Monty Clift disfigured in one a couple of years later, and had Marlon Brando not been so self-indulgent and self-destructive, Newman might not have made it so big. Along these same lines, Eastwood was lucky that a.) Lee Marvin was less ambitious than he was, several years older, a heavy drinker and an often poor judge of what material was best for him, b.) that Charles Bronson was fifty before he became a major star, thus guaranteeing that he wouldn't last that long at the top, c.) Steve McQueen's withdrawal from films when Clint was flying high in the 70s, and d.) his uncanny ability to judge the nation's mood, from which resulted in the rightward shift in the 80s and, d.) his understanding that he'd have to move on from this if he wanted to remain a player after 1990.
Some of it was luck, a lot of it was Clint. That Clint remained physically and mentally healthy helped his judgment. His shrewd, unapologetic careerism, even with the critical cache he's gained in the last twenty years, goes to show that he's a good judge of the times. People forget the careerism, accept him as an artiste, which is exactly how he's wanted it all along. He knows that most moviegoers have short memories. They weren't going to hold the Clyde the ourang-outan movies against him when he made Unforgiven. The guy's timing is impeccable. His career timing, I mean.
As to big stars working with other big stars and their supporting players as a team, that began to die out with the old studios. They were, the best of the, like big (if at times dysfunctional) families, and the teamwork at MGM, the rapport between the players, not just the top stars but the supporting ones, made their films special. What would Bette Davis have been without her fellow Warners contractees George Brent, Claude Rains and Paul Henried? Or Bogart without not only Greenstreet and Lorre but Bond and MacLane, Jerome Cowan and Lee Patrick?
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Yes, and what's interesting(from my somewhat limited knowledge of 30's/40's movies) is how the SAME character folks often ended up with the SAME stars. It was a repertory company situation, in which we the audience accepted that we were seeing Bogart with Greenstreet and Lorre yet again...but they were new and different guys THIS TIME.
Not to mention: the whole deal by which one becomes a star. Bogart was down there WITH Greenstreet for awhile, but then HIS luck kicked in(George Raft turned down The Maltese Falcon.)
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I enjoyed Frank Capra's autobiography for what it was, took it with several grains of salt even when it was new. On the other hand, Joseph McBride's bio, subtitield The Catastrophe Of Success, while regarded by many as a hatchet job, which at times it is, is, was also a necessary corrective, as it were, to not only Capra's autobiography but to the mythic figure who emerged as the Great American Film-Maker in the wake of the TV success of It's a Wonderful Life. It was one of those "this is an ugly job but someone's gotta do it" instances.
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I haven't read the "hatchet job," but I am aware of other such books, in which the authors seemed to have a job "to take the legend down." (At least one on Hitchcock is that way. Ha.)
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Burt Reynolds and Steve McQueen could project real danger, had old-style movie star qualities Clint Eastwood really doesn't have but they had all kinds of problems, personal and professional, that brought them down; and of course McQueen died fairly young. My guess is that his later career would have been similar to Eastwood if marginally less embarrassing. On the other hand, he might have taken some cues from Chuck Norris, who reminds me a little of McQueen as a type, and come back is a more modest, compact action star with a serious following, similar to Charles Bronson, maybe not so big.
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Its weird about McQueen. In 1974, "The Towering Inferno" brought him his biggest percentage payday...and he decided to quit movies. Oh, he considered offers, and he made one art film in '76 or so("Enemy of the People.") But McQueen pretty much took the decade off, lived in Malibu with "his old lady"(Ali McGraw), raised his kids(important to him -- he'd been "virtual orphan" and ward of the state.) Word is that Steve McQueen was always a troubled man, but it seems that he just turned his back on everything in the 70's. (When someone remarked on his weight gain away from movies in Malibu, he answered: "Fat means I'm rich." He didn't have to diet, train, CARE about a movie career anymore.)
Then in 1980, McQueen slimmed down and did three things: A Western("Tom Horn," very small and downbeat.) An action thriller("The Hunter" -- good in some action scenes, but it looked and played like a TV movie most of the time and McQueen indeed seems "modest" in it.) And third: he died. At age 50. Cancer. Pretty young, you ask me.
McQueen was THE sought-after star of the seventies(Eastwood and Redford were bigger, but McQueen got mysterious and thus "sought after") and I would figure had he lived, he would have had a big career...like Paul Newman's...nothing but "A" list stuff to the end as a handsome old man. But "The Hunter" was demoralizingly cheap and silly, beneath McQueen. If we'd had THAT to look forward to for the rest of McQueen's career, well...it would have sank fast, like Burt Reynolds' career. The saddest thing is that McQueen died in 1980, but not far behind that in sadness for him were that he "came back" with two decidedly minor movies that same year. He should be remembered for "Bullitt," "The Great Escape," "The Magnificent Seven," and a bunch of other movies(The Sand Pebbles, Thomas Crown, Love with the Proper Stranger, Junior Bonner, maybe Papillon) and yes, "The Towering Inferno." Not for "Tom Horn" and "The Hunter."
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When pondering the careers of the aforementioned stars and directors I'm struck once more by the "luck factor" for people involved in making films, far greater than for, say, painters or writers. Luck plays a role in all our lives, but had James Dean not died in a car crash, Monty Clift disfigured in one a couple of years later, and had Marlon Brando not been so self-indulgent and self-destructive, Newman might not have made it so big. Along these same lines, Eastwood was lucky that a.) Lee Marvin was less ambitious than he was, several years older, a heavy drinker and an often poor judge of what material was best for him, b.) that Charles Bronson was fifty before he became a major star, thus guaranteeing that he wouldn't last that long at the top, c.) Steve McQueen's withdrawal from films when Clint was flying high in the 70s, and d.) his uncanny ability to judge the nation's mood, from which resulted in the rightward shift in the 80s and, d.) his understanding that he'd have to move on from this if he wanted to remain a player after 1990.
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"Lee Marvin was an often poor judge of material that was right for him." You got that right! He turned down "The Wild Bunch" and "Jaws." He did "The Klansman" and "Great Scout and Cathouse Thursday" or some such title.
Yes, luck is a big deal with star careers, which aren't careers that work like say, moving up in a law firm from associate to partner. These people come in via "modest entries"(for Eastwood, movies like "Revenge of the Creature" and the TV show "Rawhide") and then, step by step, manueuver their way to multi-miliion dollar payday stardom. Then they have to try to keep it.
Eastwood's first stroke of luck were those damn Spaghetti Westerns, which nobody saw as promising and which Eastwood took(the first one) for a free trip to Italy and Spain. It took several YEARS for those movies to edge back into the US and suddenly make money(dubbing and all). And Hollywood took notice: a new young star, when they were NEEDED.
Eastwood's second stroke of luck didn't look like it, but it was: he allowed himself to be "packaged" into the musical "Paint Your Wagon" and the WWII action movie, billed over the title but really supporting other stars(Lee Marvin, Richard Burton.) Thing was, these movies WERE hits, and Eastwood came out of them very well.
But he also HATED the cost overruns, waste, bloat and hours of needless waiting on those movies, so he edged into producing and/or directing his own "tight little pictures." Play Misty for Me, Joe Kidd, the Dirty Harry sequels(if not the rather lush Dirty Harry itself), Thunderbolt and Lightfoot, The Gauntlet -- these were all "in-house Clint productions." He snuck a classic out of the pack -- "The Outlaw Josey Wales" but really, its as cheap looking and Clint-dominated as the others. And then he parlayed those Orangatan movies into gold.
That was the 70's and that's where Clint Eastwood locked in superstardom that took a long time to fade. When it did fade(in a disastrous 1988-1990 period that saw a surprising Dirty Harry failure, an attempt with Charlie Sheen to do a "Lethal Weapon" , and various other flops)...came "Unforgiven."
Eastwood took back the direction reigns on his movies after "Unforgiven" hit("In the Line of Fire" was still shooting) but he dutifully decided to work with OTHER stars: Kevin Costner, Meryl Streep, Tommy Lee Jones and(twice) Gene Hackman and Morgan Freeman. And he directed all sorts of stars, too: Kevin Spacey, Sean Penn, Leo DiCaprio.
A very business-like career and as William Goldman (who wrote Eastwood's so-so thriller "Absolute Power")..."It was incredible, at his age, Eastwood got HOT."
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Some of it was luck, a lot of it was Clint. That Clint remained physically and mentally healthy helped his judgment. His shrewd, unapologetic careerism, even with the critical cache he's gained in the last twenty years, goes to show that he's a good judge of the times. People forget the careerism, accept him as an artiste, which is exactly how he's wanted it all along. He knows that most moviegoers have short memories. They weren't going to hold the Clyde the ourang-outan movies against him when he made Unforgiven. The guy's timing is impeccable. His career timing, I mean.
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Incredible career timing. But I still withhold the love. Here's something: John Wayne in his "old man" years was a warm and fatherly -- if tough -- presence. Clint Eastwood in HIS old years has been a rather craggy and mummified figure. Yep, he made me cry in "Million Dollar Baby" but that's the exception that proves the rule. Eastwood is not a "warmly regarded old man." He's scrawny and sinewy and mean(on screen, at least). (A recent "Saturday Night Live" spoof of him finally made fun of his "old man look": the actor playing Clint wore a small teeshirt and pulled his pants up so high that his beltline was up at his chest. Oh, well, at 81 and rich...Clint can take it.)
I see telegonus quite a bit over at the CFB board, but it's always a pleasure to "rediscover" you, ecarle. If only you knew how much you'd be cherished in discussions over at that board.
I have to disagree with both of you about Lee Marvin. He made some bad decisions like every other actor; nobody's perfect. The Wild Bunch would have been great for HIM, but how about us? Personally, I'm glad he turned it down. The weathered, world-weary William Holden was crucial to the film's gravitas. Marvin, hot off The Dirty Dozen, would have likely turned it into a rousing action spectacle, and not the elegiac ode to the Old West that it was. Besides, I can understand his reasoning. On paper, it bears resemblance to The Professionals (you've remarked in the past, ecarle, that there's a certain lineage to be traced between the two of them and The Magnificent Seven, and I agree with that assessment.)
Marvin had a spectacular career. I'm still turning up films which I had previously been unaware of. It would have been a treat to see him work with McQueen and/or Peckinpah. Can you imagine him in the Al Letteri role in The Getaway? He wouldn't have been reviling or scary like Leterri was...but icy cool, and a brilliant foil for McQueen. Emperor of the North was Peckinpah's baby before the usual studio b.s. forced him to walk away from it. He reportedly worked tirelessly on the script. I've been really curious to know how much of his work remains in the final product.
As for Eastwood and McQueen, I recall a fascinating discussion that you and joekidd (where is he, anyways???) had years ago about Apocalypse Now. Correct me if I'm wrong, but weren't they both initially offered the roles of Willard and Kurtz, respectively? And perhaps I'm getting ahead of myself, but wasn't there some serious deliberation on their behalf? I can only imagine what that would have been like. Again, it may have seriously altered Coppola's vision. But in an alternative universe, I hope Clint Eastwood is traveling up a river to confront Steve McQueen...
"...if that was off, I'd be whoopin' your ass up and down this street." ~ an irate Tarantino
I see telegonus quite a bit over at the CFB board, but it's always a pleasure to "rediscover" you, ecarle. If only you knew how much you'd be cherished in discussions over at that board.
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I've thought about it, and if memory serves, I've headed over there a time or two. My hesitations include:
I'm not really known over there. Its like crashing a party of old friends. For what its worth, I have established myself on one board for one movie("Psycho") and, over the years, used that movie as the "organizing linchpin" for lots of discussions on classic films. I think people are comfortable seeing me there.
I'm not really well-versed in the films of the thirties or forties or early fifties. The actors and actresses of this time that telegonus(for one) knows by heart are less familiar to me. I tend to stick to the turf of about 1950 on in general, with the 1960s and 70's of particular love to me.
That said, maybe I'll stroll over to the CFB board from time to time on the "right" movies and stars(the ones I know) and we'll see what happens.
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I have to disagree with both of you about Lee Marvin. He made some bad decisions like every other actor; nobody's perfect. The Wild Bunch would have been great for HIM, but how about us?
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Oh, I very much take your point here. Marvin may have made mistakes in passing in "The Wild Bunch" and "Jaws," but the particular classic that the "Wild Bunch" is would not exist without William Holden in the role. Pike Bishop is a proud man on the way down -- and at the time, so was William Holden, a bit(he would always be rich and famous, but he was aging out of his top stardom.) Lee Marvin at his "hottest" would have removed the sadness from The Wild Bunch.
On the other hand, I think Marvin would have been fun enough as Quint in Jaws, but the situation played out and it is very hard to imagine anyone other than Robert Shaw. Moreover, Shaw was a "lesser" star than Lee Marvin so "Jaws" ended up more "realistic" and less of a "star vehicle."
Lee Marvin toiled as a character actor and TV star("M Squad") for years before it finally clicked. And then he had this spectacular run that took him to the top: Cat Ballou(Oscar), Ship of Fools(opposite Vivien Leigh of all people), The Professionals(big action toe-to-toe with Lancaster), The Dirty Dozen(the biggest of them all for Marvin, in a role his pal John Wayne turned down), Point Blank(brutal, sexy existential gangsterism). After that run, things got interestingly "diffuse" for Lee Marvin. He did the arty "Hell in the Pacific" for "Point Blank" director John Boorman. He turned down "The Wild Bunch" not only because it seemed too much like "The Professionals" but because he got offered more money to do the musical "Paint Your Wagon" and Marvin's agent felt a light-hearted musical was just the change of pace Marvin needed.
I love Lee Marvin (with Clint Eastwood) in "Paint Your Wagon" and I count it among his big hits. It made plenty of money(though it cost too much to profit) and played in a single flagship theater in my small city for an entire YEAR.
But to Hollywood,"Paint Your Wagon" in 1969 was some sort of personal disaster for Lee Marvin, and it set the newly minted superstar gutshot into the seventies. He never really got his "star rhythm" back. I like many of his movies in the seventies, but "The Klansman" is atrocious and "Cathouse Thursday" is beneath him. A violent "Kansas Gangster" thriller called "Prime Cut" interestingly pitted Marvin against NEW middle-aged star Gene Hackman, but the movie was poorly made and shot(surprisingly, by Michael Ritchie.) Meanwhile, Marvin's "palimony" suit and other personal issues sent him off to Arizona to live out the rest of his life making very few pictures.
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Marvin had a spectacular career. I'm still turning up films which I had previously been unaware of. It would have been a treat to see him work with McQueen and/or Peckinpah. Can you imagine him in the Al Letteri role in The Getaway? He wouldn't have been reviling or scary like Leterri was...but icy cool, and a brilliant foil for McQueen.
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Marvin and McQueen would have been great against each other -- they were of the same "type"(looks aside) and are the kind of "real men"(war vets) the modern movie is generally missing.
Lee Marvin DID work for Sam Peckinpah, and it ties into "The Getaway." Marvin did an episode of the "Dick Powell Theater" 60's anthology series under Peckinpah's direction. The episode was called "The Losers" and had Marvin being tailed for the whole episode by a bunch of Modern West gangsters driving around in an open top sedan holding onto their cowboy hats. Peckinpah "transferred" that group of hats in a sedan into "The Getaway" about a decade later.
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Emperor of the North was Peckinpah's baby before the usual studio b.s. forced him to walk away from it. He reportedly worked tirelessly on the script. I've been really curious to know how much of his work remains in the final product.
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I did not know that! Its hard to tell what remains of previous work on scripts. I've read of various movies where all that remained was a line. Or a scene.
Peckinpah wanted to direct "Deliverance," but Warners wouldn't allow it. I was book-store browsing a new book on Pauline Kael, and it has an excerpt from a letter from Peckinpah to her(they were "personal friends") really coming down on John Boorman's "Deliverance" and its three Oscar noms, including Best Picture: "I'm depressed. "Deliverance" is a sh--ty picture and it gets three nominations!" Hmmmm. Bitter, Sam?
I"ve noted before(hey, possibly in this thread), that Emperor of the North is a movie that simply could not be made today. The antagonists are two LATE MIDDLE AGED MEN, and they have a fight to the near-death at the end. That's supposedly "not saleable" and yet I liked the idea of two aged men meeting for a final phyiscal showdown on a moving train. Ernest Borgnine was the other man, and Borgnine remains an anomoly: a Best Actor Award, a classic like The Wild Bunch, big hits like The Poseidon Adventure and Willard and yet, in the middle of it all: "McHale's Navy?" It was as if Borgnine was a star who undercut his own stardom, but he worked all the time and he's still alive and working at 90-something. (Borgnine is rather like a "scientific result": his peers like Lee Marvin and William Holden and Robert Ryan are all dead, he's the one who made it through. Hardly the fittest of them...or so it seemed.)
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As for Eastwood and McQueen, I recall a fascinating discussion that you and joekidd (where is he, anyways???) had years ago about Apocalypse Now. Correct me if I'm wrong, but weren't they both initially offered the roles of Willard and Kurtz, respectively? And perhaps I'm getting ahead of myself, but wasn't there some serious deliberation on their behalf? I can only imagine what that would have been like. Again, it may have seriously altered Coppola's vision. But in an alternative universe, I hope Clint Eastwood is traveling up a river to confront Steve McQueen...
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I think all of the above is correct, and both gave it SOME serious deliberation, but Eastwood worked his own projects almost exclusively and McQueen was in his recluse period. (During which time he turned down movies like AN and Close Encounters and came close but dropped the cameo taken by Robert Redford in "A Bridge Too Far." McQueen COULD have had hits all through the seventies.)
Al Pacino and James Caan were others who balked at joining Coppola in his Phillapines adventure. A lot of these New York actors didn't relish months in the jungle and given how horrifically long the shooting went on, maybe they were right.
Which is why Apocalypse Now, to me, has a big hole in the middle of the film: Martin Sheen as Willard. Sheen got the role not only after all those big stars turned it down, but after Harvey Keitel started it and quit/fired/something.
To me, back in his younger days, Martin Sheen was on my short list of "totally non-charismatic stars." He worked a lot, I guess he was good, but whereas practically EVERY other actor of that era had SOME charisma(I will offer Schieder, Dreyfuss and Shaw of Jaws as three lower-tier examples), Sheen had NONE. Not the greatest of looks, hardly the greatest of voices. And he gets a few big movies that everybody else turns down. And sires two sons who end up having MORE charisma(especially that wacky one of them.)
Meanwhile, Brando gave Coppola a desperately needed star name for AN(bigger than fellow "Godfather" alum Robert Duvall's that's for sure, though Duvall is the live wire in AN.) I always figured Brando was willing to come to the Phillipines because he lived on private South Pacific island anyway. He knew the jungle. As we all know, Brando showed up overweight and unprepared and his final work in the film looks like nazel-gazing slumming to me. (He was much better in his energetic and stately cameo in "Superman" less than a year earlier.)
I'm not really known over there. Its like crashing a party of old friends.
I completely get your "old friends" comment, but I can safely guarantee a flood of responses if I entitled a thread "Who else loves ecarle?" You'd be welcome with open arms and kisses Hell, I've even given it some serious thought in the past.
Pike Bishop is a proud man on the way down -- and at the time, so was William Holden, a bit(he would always be rich and famous, but he was aging out of his top stardom.)
Exactly. It's that magical meeting of actor and character that just doesn't happen often.
On the other hand, I think Marvin would have been fun enough as Quint in Jaws, but the situation played out and it is very hard to imagine anyone other than Robert Shaw.
If I were giving out all-time Oscars, I wouldn't hesitate in awarding Shaw for Best Supporting performance. He's so good here, it's blasphemy for me to even consider somebody else in the part. So to ruminate on Marvin in the role, I have to pretend for a second that Robert Shaw never existed. If that's the case, then yes, I do concede that Marvin would have been a riot as Quint. Was it Marvin or [Christopher] Lee that snobbishly turned the part down? I'm thinking Lee; Marvin's biggest objection was other commitments, if I recall correctly.
As far as Marvin's spectacular 60s run, you can't exclude The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance!!! I think that's what REALLY kicked things into gear for Marvin. I pondered buying The Comancheros today, which I've never seen; interesting how he made 3 movies, 1 per year, with Wayne and then never worked with him again. I would've really loved to have seen him as Tom Chaney in True Grit, or turn up in a cameo in The Shootist. I assume the two got along. Marvin seemed like Ford's kind of guy: a "man's man", with combat experience in WWII. I wonder if Ford ever doted on him in the Duke's presence? We all know how merciless he was to Wayne, who of course notoriously "opted out" of the war. I'm surprised we didn't see Marvin in other Ford pictures. By the way, I love Hell in the Pacific and consider it to be one of the most powerful meditations on war ever made.
Haven't seen Paint Your Wagon, and to be honest, I don't have much desire to.
A violent "Kansas Gangster" thriller called "Prime Cut" interestingly pitted Marvin against NEW middle-aged star Gene Hackman, but the movie was poorly made and shot(surprisingly, by Michael Ritchie.)
Prime Cut is such a weird beast of a movie that we really need to devote an entire thread to it. I disagree with your assessment, however; the pairing of Marvin and Hackman is just too delicious to ignore (even if the latter is underused), while the oddly beautiful compositions, wacky scenarios, and cultural mishmash (east meets, well, mid-west) make for a surreal gangster tale and bizarrely entertaining experience. I often pull my DVD off the shelf just to reassure myself that yes, some brilliant mind actually gave this project the go-ahead. It's one of the "lost" treasures of 1970s cinema.
Emperor of the North is another miracle. Marvin against frequent co-star/fellow he-man actor Borgnine in a brawny, bloody, yet "thinking man's" action yarn set against the backdrop of the Great Depression? I nearly fell out of my chair when this movie's existence reached my cerebral cortex. You're right about its "aging male stars", and I'll do you one better: The picture is so unique and precious because it features two great stars of a bygone era, in a story which takes place in a long-ago chapter in American history, made with the verve and edginess that characterized 70s cinema. For Borgnine's birthday, I started a "Top 10 Ernie movies" in honor of the big man, and almost every list included Emperor of the North. I think it makes for a great double-bill with another Depression-era flick from that same time period headlined by several similar stars, Hard Times.
I share your disbelief that Borgnine is the sole "survivor" from his company of actors.
I concur re Martin Sheen, but disagree about Apocalypse Now; if anything, I feel he was the best part of that movie (which has never been my favorite, mind you) outside of Coppola's artistic virtuosity. If motivated, one could probably make the argument that Sheen works so well BECAUSE of his relative blandness; he's an automaton carrying out the will of his bureaucratic master. You mentioned Scheider, who flourished in the 70s. What a career he had that decade, eh? And yet, you'd probably be hard-pressed to pin-point just what his distinguishing traits were. I think he brought an "everyman" quality to his roles that made him likeable in addition to believable.
Since the bulk of this was about Marvin, I think it's only appropriate to end there. This is especially fitting, because it entails what was touched on earlier. I have a pretty large thread going on at the CFB about a particular favorite movie of mine that both Bronson and Marvin made in the twilight of their careers, called Death Hunt. I invite you to share your thoughts about that special flick over there, ecarle, as I would consider it something of an honor. If you've vacillated in the past about posting there, perhaps this is the perfect opportunity! If not, I understand, and I'd still like to see your thoughts posted here. Here is the link: http://www.imdb.com/board/bd0000010/nest/194184939
Cheers!
"...if that was off, I'd be whoopin' your ass up and down this street." ~ an irate Tarantino
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but I can safely guarantee a flood of responses if I entitled a thread "Who else loves ecarle?" You'd be welcome with open arms and kisses Hell, I've even given it some serious thought in the past.
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Flattering, but NO, no, please don't do that. I'm low profile. And you just know I'd meet the people who DON'T love me. (As Cheech and Chong said "Nobody loves me but my mama...and she might be jivin' me, too.")
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Exactly. It's that magical meeting of actor and character that just doesn't happen often.
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Yes. Holden was perfect. And its interesting. The Wild Bunch got its greenlight as a "Lee Marvin vehicle" and was in danger of getting cancelled when he quit. Peckinpah got studio backing to find a "bankable old time" actor for Pike, and sent the script to lots of them: Burt Lancaster, Gregory Peck, Charlton Heston and/or Jimmy Freakin' Stewart got the script(my hidden favorite, Richard Boone, too, though he would not have fit and really wasn't a big enough name.) But William Holden was on the list, and for my money, it HAD to be him. In the 1950's, Holden was slightly bigger box office than all the guys above, and he DID do Westerns, but his claim to fame was as the "handsome but cynical loser type" in movies like Stalag 17, Picnic, Bridges of Toko-Ri and, of course, Sunset Boulevard. Holden brought his whole past with him to Pike Bishop and was great. He was also TERRIFYING in his first line: "If they move, kill 'em." The growl with which he said that line said: this man is a killer.
Note in passing: Ernest Borgnine's "Wild Bunch" character, Dutch, was written in the script as a young man who looked up to Pike as a father. But the producer DEMANDED that his pal Borgnine get the role, so Peckinpah re-wrote it and made Pike and Dutch "peers" --- almost lovers when they die together (but there is also the love story twixt Pike and Ryan's Deke...)
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If I were giving out all-time Oscars, I wouldn't hesitate in awarding Shaw for Best Supporting performance.
Me, too. Maybe Best Actor, though I expect Nicholson would have beat him anwyway.
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He's so good here, it's blasphemy for me to even consider somebody else in the part. So to ruminate on Marvin in the role, I have to pretend for a second that Robert Shaw never existed. If that's the case, then yes, I do concede that Marvin would have been a riot as Quint. Was it Marvin or [Christopher] Lee that snobbishly turned the part down? I'm thinking Lee; Marvin's biggest objection was other commitments, if I recall correctly.
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Indeed, we'd have to imagine that Shaw never existed. I think that Marvin had room in his schedule, but just didn't "see" "Jaws" as a Lee Marvin type of movie. Second choice was Sterling Hayden(the durable 50's actor who'd recently done The Godfather and was famous as General Jack D. Ripper) but he had tax problems and couldn't leave France for the U.S. Robert Shaw got Quint because he'd played Lonnigan in The Sting for Jaws producers Zanuck and Brown. Shaw got Lonnigan because first choice Richard Boone turned it down. So...Richard Boone got Robert Shaw cast as Quint.
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As far as Marvin's spectacular 60s run, you can't exclude The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance!!! I think that's what REALLY kicked things into gear for Marvin.
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True, but I see "Valance"(despite Marvin having the title role, hah) as one of the last of his "supporting performances" -- you know, the ones where he almost stole the movie from the stars.
In the early sixties, Lee Marvin did that again(Liberty Valance) and again(Donovan's Reef) and again (The Killers.) It was "ready" for him and "Cat Ballou" did it -- in a comedy role turned down by Kirk Douglas, Burt Lancaster and Richard Boone among others!
In passing: I always note that in the sixties, two rather different character actors -- Lee Marvin and Walter Matthau -- became stars pretty much exactly the same way: as "supporting actors" they started becoming more interesting(or at least AS interesting) as the stars they were supporting. Marvin and Matthau each needed a movie to "make them a star" and they got it -- and Oscars -- a year apart: "Cat Ballou" for Marvin and "The Fortune Cookie" for Matthau(he won Best Supporting Actor, but everybody saw him as a lead.)
In Lee Marvin's case, I believe he actually needed to get older and his prematurely white hair helped eliminate a "stupid simian look" that impacted his fifties suppoprting parts. Simply put: Lee Marvin got old and got handsome and got the leads.
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I pondered buying The Comancheros today, which I've never seen; interesting how he made 3 movies, 1 per year, with Wayne and then never worked with him again.
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Marvin is interesting in that movie; he's not in it very long and he elects to wear his hair with a huge part of his scalp "carved out." Its a make-up effect(his character was scalped by Native Americans), but its rather hard to stomach. Still, the movie lights up while Lee Marvin is in it...and never really recovers once he is gone.
One clue on Wayne and Marvin not working together again:
Howard Hawks gave an interview where he said Marvin approached him about directing the serious Western "Monte Walsh"(1970) and Hawks said Marvin said, "Now I don't want this to be like a cliche John Wayne Western" and Hawks laid into Marvin: "You don't have anything on John Wayne and you should be proud if this IS like a John Wayne Western and I'm not directing it!"
So....
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Haven't seen Paint Your Wagon, and to be honest, I don't have much desire to.
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And you see? That's why it has a "bomb" reputation and helped cripple Lee Marvin's star career. I think the scenery is beautiful, the cinematography is rainy and moody, the songs are rousing or pretty...and the plot stinks. And the movie is way too long. Also, Clint Eastwood doesn't do anything. "Paint Your Wagon" works better as a "Soundtrack CD." BUT: Lee Marvin really is great in it, so funny.
There's this one line that Marvin delivers so well, to a fresh-faced young man who reveals he is a virgin:
Marvin: Wait, wait. You're not telling me...you've never been with a woman? Young man: No, sir. Marvin: (With a look of shock, horror, disbelief, sadness) Why, why...why..that's TERRIBLE!!!
I laugh just thinking of how "method" Marvin's pain was in that line.
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Prime Cut is such a weird beast of a movie that we really need to devote an entire thread to it. I disagree with your assessment, however; the pairing of Marvin and Hackman is just too delicious to ignore (even if the latter is underused), while the oddly beautiful compositions, wacky scenarios, and cultural mishmash (east meets, well, mid-west) make for a surreal gangster tale and bizarrely entertaining experience. I often pull my DVD off the shelf just to reassure myself that yes, some brilliant mind actually gave this project the go-ahead. It's one of the "lost" treasures of 1970s cinema.
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Ya got me! I haven't seen Prime Cut since it came out. I remember the posters seemed to promise "North by Northwest meets the Godfather" what with the cornfield action, but the movie was seventies gritty and weird and -- to my memory at least, poorly filmed given that Michael Ritchie turned in the neat and clean "The Candidate" the very same summer of 1972.
But I'm always open to reopening my views. And hey, I RAN to see that movie! It was Lee Marvin versus Gene Hackman, for gosh sakes(and Hackman had months before won the Oscar for French Connection.)
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Emperor of the North is another miracle. Marvin against frequent co-star/fellow he-man actor Borgnine in a brawny, bloody, yet "thinking man's" action yarn set against the backdrop of the Great Depression? I nearly fell out of my chair when this movie's existence reached my cerebral cortex. You're right about its "aging male stars", and I'll do you one better: The picture is so unique and precious because it features two great stars of a bygone era, in a story which takes place in a long-ago chapter in American history, made with the verve and edginess that characterized 70s cinema.
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Nicely put. Miracle A: it was made at all (even in 1973 I think it was a risk.) Miracle B: we can still watch it today, when there's NOTHING out there like it.
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For Borgnine's birthday, I started a "Top 10 Ernie movies" in honor of the big man, and almost every list included Emperor of the North. I think it makes for a great double-bill with another Depression-era flick from that same time period headlined by several similar stars, Hard Times.
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Hmmm:
Emperor of the North: Lee Marvin and Ernest Borgnine Prime Cut: Lee Marvin and Gene Hackman The Poseidon Adventure: Gene Hackman and Ernest Borgnine Death Hunt: Lee Marvin and Charles Bronson(no wait, Bronson got top billing this time) Hard Times: Charles Bronson and James Coburn Bite the Bullet: Gene Hackman and James Coburn
Connections, connections. Well, they are all "he-man" movies for one thing. Even "Poseidon" in its own way.
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I concur re Martin Sheen, but disagree about Apocalypse Now; if anything, I feel he was the best part of that movie (which has never been my favorite, mind you) outside of Coppola's artistic virtuosity. If motivated, one could probably make the argument that Sheen works so well BECAUSE of his relative blandness; he's an automaton carrying out the will of his bureaucratic master.
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Well, OK. Let's just say Sheen "served the material," especially in his weird hallucinatory opening scene. And I remember reading something scary: Martin Sheen at age 30-something had a heart attack early in the filming of AN. A heart attack! But he recovered and kept filming. And all those big stars thought: "I'm sure glad I didn't accept that role."
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You mentioned Scheider, who flourished in the 70s. What a career he had that decade, eh? And yet, you'd probably be hard-pressed to pin-point just what his distinguishing traits were. I think he brought an "everyman" quality to his roles that made him likeable in addition to believable.
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Roy Scheider kind of slogged along and got his first break with "The French Connection." He treaded water for a few years("The Seven Ups" was a decent Conenction sequel of sorts) and then landed the big one: "Jaws."
He certainly had an "Everyman" quality, but also a good mixture of the tough(incredibly muscular wiry body) and the vulnerable. Always remember that Charlton Heston campaigned to play Chief Brody in "Jaws." Imagine if THAT happened. Funny thing, though: Spielberg wanted a funny, quirky actor named Joseph Bologna for Chief Brody. Universal didn't want him. Good luck for Roy!
And MORE luck a few years later, when Richard Dreyfuss walked on "All That Jazz" and Roy Scheider -- MUCH better cast as a wiry dancer than the pudgy Dreyfuss -- got his best role, ever.
In between, Roy Scheider turned down playing the villain in Hitchcock's Family Plot to do a virtual "cameo" in the much bigger Marathon Man. Even this Hitchcock fan believes that Scheider made the right call.
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Since the bulk of this was about Marvin, I think it's only appropriate to end there. This is especially fitting, because it entails what was touched on earlier. I have a pretty large thread going on at the CFB about a particular favorite movie of mine that both Bronson and Marvin made in the twilight of their careers, called Death Hunt. I invite you to share your thoughts about that special flick over there, ecarle, as I would consider it something of an honor. If you've vacillated in the past about posting there, perhaps this is the perfect opportunity! If not, I understand, and I'd still like to see your thoughts posted here. Here is the link: http://www.imdb.com/board/bd0000010/nest/194184939
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Well, I will come over there, that I can now promise. I saw Death Hunt many years ago and I can't remember it clearly other than its "weirdness" with that mountain man killer taking people out as Bronson gets hunted. I'd have to rent it again before I could participate, but I will try. I have two anecdotes I will share here:
In "The Dirty Dozen," Lee Marvin has top billing and Charles Bronson is behind him(and the only survivor of the actual Dozen at the end.) In "Death Hunt," I do believe that Bronson gets the top billing.
Lee Marvin gave a funny interview for "Death Hunt," indicating that he was one of the few actors who could give the prickly Charles Bronson "a bad time." Marvin said something like "Yeah, I was sitting with Charlie in a bar the other day and he's telling people how he worked in the coal mines and I couldn't take it and I said "Charlie that was 50 years ago when you were a kid and you've been rich for 20 years and haven't been NEAR a coal mine! But keep milking it!"
Thanks for the reply ecarle. And you don't have to worry about me dedicating a thread to you over at the CFB, lol.
Do you have any idea what happened to joekiddlouisechama?
I know that you're quite the Richard Boone fan. I have to admit to never having seen Hombre or Big Jake; along with The Shootist (which I have seen, and love), I understand that Boone solidifies himself as one of the screen's greatest villains with those films.
That's fascinating to me that Boone was the first choice to play Doyle Lonnegan. Again, I'd hate to think about replacing Shaw. He was such a unique, talented, and entertaining actor...one of my personal favorites. I love The Sting, and Shaw's a part of all that.
But I imagine that Boone would have been terrific. Any idea why he would turn down such a promising role? Boone has his fans, but he never quite "made it", wouldn't you you say? A t.v. show that did okay and some juicy supporting parts, but he never became a "big star". By the time The Sting rolled around, it was probably too late at that point to worry about it. Still, the team of Hill-Newman-Redford was a bonafide recipe for success. Boone may have possibly been able to snag a nomination. I love the way Shaw underplays it...quiet, controlled menace that you know has the potential to explode any moment. Still, perhaps the character is TOO controlled. We don't see the character really "react" beyond his vexation with Newman in the poker game. I could see Boone playing the part "bigger", which may or may not have been better for Lonnegan.
Monte Walsh is one of those Marvin movies I only recently found out about. I can't wait to see him and Palance saddle up for as aging cowpokes. And Jeanne Moreau!
re Bronson and Marvin, I've read that Marvin's errant drinking on the set of The Dirty Dozen got so bad that Bronson had to be restrained from hitting him. I wonder if that's true. Marvin also reportedly angered one-time co-star Lancaster on the set of The Professionals, who was incensed at Marvin's lack of, well, professionalism. That's surprising to me, since the two had such great onscreen chemistry, I assumed they did most of it drunk, together. The Professionals is a damn fine western, and it makes one wish that Lancaster and Marvin teemed up more.
Is it true that his proclivity for drink was so strong that Ford tried to get all of his shooting done before noon so Marvin could hit the closest watering hole?
Amusing, but also sad. If you do watch Death Hunt, take note of how haggard and beyond-his-years Marvin appears in the early scenes. He wasn't far from his death when he made it.
I'm not sure if you can easily procure a copy of Death Hunt; I don't want you to go to a lot of trouble. It just would tickle me to have your esteemed opinion about a film I cherish, in a thread I created...over at CFB no less!
I also encourage you to take another look at Prime Cut. In addition to everything that has already been said, it was Sissy Spacek's debut. Shots of city-slicker gangsters strolling through billowing fields of wheat, or engaging in fire-fights at a fairground or in a sunflower patch, stick with ya. Again, it's a strange animal, but one that works.
"...if that was off, I'd be whoopin' your ass up and down this street." ~ an irate Tarantino
Do you have any idea what happened to joekiddlouisechama?
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'fraid not. It was a scholarly and intense time when he was here. Maybe...like many a Clint Eastwood character(and he loved Eastwood)...he'll ride back in.
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I know that you're quite the Richard Boone fan. I have to admit to never having seen Hombre or Big Jake; along with The Shootist (which I have seen, and love), I understand that Boone solidifies himself as one of the screen's greatest villains with those films.
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I post extensively on Boone at his board. My "love affair" came as I realized how often, when I saw him in a film from the 60's or 70's, his funny-menacing charisma literally blew me away.
Boone's record of service is very narrow to me: a group of movies from 1964(Rio Conchos) to 1979(Winter Kills). And that's about it. Boone rarely got the lead in those movies. Usually, he was asked to be the villain -- he could be a GREAT villalin. But sometimes, he could be a pretty good good guy.
In fact, his claim to fame was AS a good guy -- Suave "man in black" Paladin on "Have Gun, Will Travel." I've watched many episodes of that series and while Boone is formidable in them...I think the episodes are too short and trite to really "show him off." Also, in his "fifties movies," Boone relies too much on his booming voice and menacing manner. "Something magical" happened around 1964, as Boone discovered the joy of a new vocal cadence and how to use his pointing-fingers for emphasis. Boone just suddenly became more fun and witty. Its kind of like how Al Pacino went from quiet brooder to screaming "Hoo-a" ham.
A quick run of the best Boone movies and why:
Rio Conchos: Four men on a mission. Two are cool and shady(Boone and suave Mexican Tony Franciosa.) Two are straight arrow Cavalry men(Stuart Whitman and NFL star Jim Brown..The Dirty Dozen was NOT his debut.) Boone has one of his rare top-billed roles here...and he owns it.
Hombre: He dominates as the bandit leader who robs a stagecoach and leaves the occupants stranded. Laconic Paul Newman and Boone trade some of the greatest dialogue ever in their final, bitter showdown.
Night of the Following Day: A mess of a movie kidnap thriller, but Boone's real-life pal Marlon Brando(as slimmed down as he would ever be; handsome) and Boone have some improv dialogue that reflects "two masters slumming." Those scenes can't HELP but be good. Brando let Boone direct most of this movie after firing the director. Boone had replied to one of that director's directions thusly: "It makes as much sense as a rat f---ing a grapefruit, but I'll do it."
The Kremlin Letter: John Huston's "R"-rated "spying is a dirty businsess" movie of 1970. The nifty gimmick: Richard Boone leads a bunch of "over the hill gang spies"(George Sanders, Dean Jagger, Nigel Green) who prove to be the most vicious and amoral bunch of "old coots" who ever cowered the Younger Generation. Boone is the amiable good ol' boy worst of 'em. I love: a late scene where Boone tells young star Patrick O'Neal about his plans to travel to Paris. I rewind and watch this scene several times every time it comes on. Its all in Boone's voice, manner, and finger movements.
Big Jake: John Wayne versus Richard Boone in a script partially written by the "Dirty Harry" writers...and it sounds like it, and it came out the same year AS "Dirty Harry." Writes Garry Wills: "Richard Boone is here the greatest villain in any John Wayne movie"(narrowly besting Lee Marvin in "Liberty Valance," so you KNOW he's good.) Wayne and Boone have only two verbal showdowns in this movie -- one in the middle and one at the end -- and they are just "the best of the best." Boone brings Wayne's (limited) game up. Just as he will in The Shootist.
Goodnight, My Love: A 1972 TV-movie that almost plays like a real movie. Big Boone and Little Person Michael Dunn are a Mutt-and-Jeff private eye team in '40's LA. Its a gentle spoof of Bogart with Victor Buono perfect as Sydney Greenstreet(called "Greenway.")
The Shootist: Only two scenes, both great. Boone told the press "I only came(from his home in Hawaii) to do this movie because the Duke asked me."
The Big Sleep: This 1978 remake is derided(the pure-Los Angeles story is moved to LONDON!) but c'mon, Robert Mitchum as Marlowe and Boone as Lash Canino, the Brown Man(aka, The Bad Guy). Mitchum and Boone were like sleepy old warriors in this one, vaguely amused by the retread they are in(with Jimmy Stewart as the Old General with the sexpot daughters.)
Winter Kills: Jeff Bridges has the lead and the cameos of Recent Old-Time Actors is Boundless: Eli Wallach, Sterling Hayden, Toshiro Mifune, Dorothy Malone, Ralph Meeker, John Huston...and Liz Taylor! And Richard Boone. And Anthony Perkins. I'm a Psycho fan. So a movie with Anthony Perkins AND Richard Boone. Color me delirious. (Perkins and Boone share no scenes, alas.)
Odd: very few of these films were big hits or classics, but Boone is great in all of them. Even as he turned down "The Sting," he threaded these good movies with a lot of schlock near the end. There's one called "God's Gun" that he quit before he could do the talk-dubbing. So ANOTHER ACTOR is the voice of Richard Boone in that one. Imagine ANOTHER ACTOR as the voice of John Wayne...no can do.
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That's fascinating to me that Boone was the first choice to play Doyle Lonnegan. Again, I'd hate to think about replacing Shaw. He was such a unique, talented, and entertaining actor...one of my personal favorites. I love The Sting, and Shaw's a part of all that.
But I imagine that Boone would have been terrific. Any idea why he would turn down such a promising role?
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The details (briefly) are in the book by the late producer of "The Sting," Julia Phillips. She said that George Roy Hill really wanted Boone badly to play Lonnigan...and kept beefing up the part in the script. Phillips -- who didn't want Boone -- meanly wrote "Boone was usally too drunk to read the script...but finally said "no."(Pot: black: Phillips had a big drug problem.) Robert Shaw had been "out there for years": the hitman who so fought Connery to the death in "From Russia With Love," the King in "A Man For All Seasons" -- but he couldn't get traction as a leading man. So he took "The Sting"(with the role made better for Boone) and that got him "Jaws" and "Jaws" made him a leading man action star for the rest of the seventies("Black Sunday" is his best of the post-"Jaws" bunch.) Shaw died young of a heart attack. Too much drinking and too many action roles helped. Irony: Shaw's final movie was "Avalanche Express" with...Lee Marvin!
Personally, I think Boone turned down "The Sting" because it had been bad enough sharing the screen with handsome Paul Newman in "Hombre." Now he had to share it with Newman AND Robert Redford?
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Boone has his fans, but he never quite "made it", wouldn't you you say? A t.v. show that did okay and some juicy supporting parts, but he never became a "big star".
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All true. "Have Gun Will Travel" made him rich ("My go to hell money," he called the riches) and allowed him to work for a decade in movies almost exclusively, and always above the title. But he never really clicked as a leading man. I think he had a great smile and a great voice and a strapping body, but his face WAS kind of homely and he gained weight. He was doomed to be a character guy. It is rumored that a controllable love of drink in the 60's became uncontrollable in the 70's.
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By the time The Sting rolled around, it was probably too late at that point to worry about it. Still, the team of Hill-Newman-Redford was a bonafide recipe for success. Boone may have possibly been able to snag a nomination. I love the way Shaw underplays it...quiet, controlled menace that you know has the potential to explode any moment. Still, perhaps the character is TOO controlled. We don't see the character really "react" beyond his vexation with Newman in the poker game. I could see Boone playing the part "bigger", which may or may not have been better for Lonnegan.
I can "hear" Boone saying Shaw's lines in that train scene, and I'm sure he would have been "powerful stuff." Its sort of like Lee Marvin in Jaws. Rather than the better casting that William Holden clearly was than Marvin in "The wild Bunch," I would expect that Richard Boone, Lee Marvin, and Robert Shaw could all have been expected to have made Lonnigan OR Quint their own. Keep in mind, Marvin was too big to support Newman/Redford in The Sting and Boone was probably too "TV" to get Quint --- but all three men would have been fine for these roles. Robert Shaw benefitted in the seventies by being a "new face"; Marvin and especially Boone were almost played out.
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Monte Walsh is one of those Marvin movies I only recently found out about. I can't wait to see him and Palance saddle up for as aging cowpokes. And Jeanne Moreau!
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Its good. Its offbeat. Its realistic. It helped further erode Lee Marvin's stardom, because its no fun at all. Nor is "Pocket Money" with Paul Newman(about which Marvin said, "Its no fun playing the ugly guy.") After that spectacular run of movies in the 60's, Marvin just couldn't catch a break in the 70's. He made TWO movies for...American-International? (Shout at the Devil and Cathouse Thursday, etc.)
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re Bronson and Marvin, I've read that Marvin's errant drinking on the set of The Dirty Dozen got so bad that Bronson had to be restrained from hitting him. I wonder if that's true. Marvin also reportedly angered one-time co-star Lancaster on the set of The Professionals, who was incensed at Marvin's lack of, well, professionalism. That's surprising to me, since the two had such great onscreen chemistry, I assumed they did most of it drunk, together. The Professionals is a damn fine western, and it makes one wish that Lancaster and Marvin teemed up more.
Is it true that his proclivity for drink was so strong that Ford tried to get all of his shooting done before noon so Marvin could hit the closest watering hole?
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I don't know about that with Ford, but I've heard it was the case with Paint Your Wagon. Director Sam Peckinpah was that way, too. Everybody worked hard to get work done before 3:00 because Marvin(on his sets) and Peckinpah(as the LEADER on his sets) usually snuck in drinks from morning through lunch.
I've read that about Marvin being drunk on "Dirty Dozen" and "Professionals" (on which Lancaster was dead sober), and you can add one more: when he staggers out of a house and dies in "The Killers"(1964), his dying stagger is realistic because...he was dead drunk. He had no lines, director Don Siegel just decided to shoot Marvin "as was," telling him to stagger out and fall. Marvin did manage to point his finger like a gun at the cops while dying... ----
Amusing, but also sad. If you do watch Death Hunt, take note of how haggard and beyond-his-years Marvin appears in the early scenes. He wasn't far from his death when he made it.
Well, obviously Lee Marvin's drinking was no laughing matter(except on screen in Cat Ballou and Paint Your Wagon), but he had deep-seated reasons for it in his WWII service -- he was wounded and saw many friends die. You raise an interesting point about his deteriorating looks. The "Lee Marvin of the mid-sixties" -- handsome and tan and middle-aged but fit -- deteriorated rapidly as he aged and drink took its toll. By the time he made "Death Hunt," Lee Marvin didn't look like Lee Marvin anymore(for that matter, Charles Bronson didn't look like Charles Bronson, but drink did NOT take him down.)
Its no secret that drink similarly damaged the faces of Richard Boone(already not a very handsome man) and William Holden and "prematurely aged" them. "Rugged" was one thing, but when these male faces became hard to look at(Boone's problem, not Holden's)...career damage was inevitable.
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I'm not sure if you can easily procure a copy of Death Hunt; I don't want you to go to a lot of trouble. It just would tickle me to have your esteemed opinion about a film I cherish, in a thread I created...over at CFB no less!
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Let me see what I can do.
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I also encourage you to take another look at Prime Cut. In addition to everything that has already been said, it was Sissy Spacek's debut.
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I tend to remember certain reviews I read. The Time critic wrote something like: "This is the debut of one Sissy Spacek, of whom one has no hope for a future in movies whatsoever."
I remembered that review when Spacek won the Oscar in 1980 and I actually wrote a letter to the Time critic, including the 1972 "Prime Cut" review. I got a letter back from an Time intern-staffer, not from the critic:
"The critic's job is to go out on a limb, and in Ms. Spacek's case, he obviously fell off."
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Shots of city-slicker gangsters strolling through billowing fields of wheat, or engaging in fire-fights at a fairground or in a sunflower patch, stick with ya. Again, it's a strange animal, but one that works.
As I say, I recall being excited by the "prospect and premise" of "Prime Cut"(gangsters in the fields of wheat) but the execution seems flimsy. Note in passing: shades of "Sweeney Todd" -- Hackman's gangster runs a meat processing plant that converts dead gangsters into sausages.
Like they say "those who like law and sausage should never see them being made."
Great thread! Strange thing about imdb... discovering comments/conversations that are multiple years old that you want to join.
ecarle & telegonus - very interesting info you two have shared - so much I don't know where to start. I agree with most of your takes in your discussion.
ecarle: I share a lot of your fondness for 60s/70s cinema. I didn't discover Charley Varrick until the mid-90s though. I had just gotten Directv which had a group of "Encore" channels, including "Action" and Charley Varrick was a regular in its limited rotation. But I loved it on first viewing as soon as I heard John Vernon say "a short circuit in the electric milker" and subsequent viewings. There's some excellent acting in it, including Andy Robinson. Another good one I discovered on that channel was $ (Dollars) with Warren Beatty and Goldie Hawn. Sounds like a light comedy with those two and did have some light moments, but it was actually an action-thriller with pretty much a linear narrative and good variety of bad guys.
Love the comments on Walking Tall, another guilty pleasure of mine in spite of - or maybe because of - it's cheap, dirty qualities. (Love the middle-age madame getting shot in the forehead at the bar!) Great call on Ken Tobey! There are several like him in Walking Tall - perfect for their roles. What that movie does so well is capture the seediness of the subject matter. I refuse to watch the remake also but I can only imagine the glamorization of the gambling, prostitution, etc. The prostitutes probably resemble the girls of Maxim or Sports Illustrated's swimsuit issue when they should look like - prostitutes! (One of the many things well-done in Unforgiven, btw.)
Being a Southerner, I enjoy well-done movies that capture the South well. Although not actually shot there, "In the Heat of the Night" (with the great Scott Wilson! "I told you, he was already layin' they-uh!") and "Cool Hand Luke" fill that bill for me. "Walking Tall" captures the Jim Crowe seediness, as does the Liberation of LB Jones. For backwoods creepiness like Deliverance, check out Lolly-Madonna XXX -- also with the great Scott Wilson and Kiel Martin, also from the underrated "Trick Baby".
I probably like Eastwood more than you two, but am not a "fanboy." I agree with his quality dive in the 80s with the monkey movies and cheapness in some of his stuff. (I thought Pale Rider had great potential but falls short because of that cheapness: the stupid expressions on the extras used in the ax handle scene and the dumb "varied deaths" at the end -- the guy wouldn't notice a gunman laying in/beside a horse trough??) But I think his low-key acting was great in "Good, Bad & Ugly" and played well off of Tuco and Angel Eyes, as was his subtle smile and minimal dialogue in "High Plains Drifter" as he's taking over the town from a bunch of morally-bankrupt souls. The stark viciousness of lesser-known Spaghetti Westerns was what he tried to do with "Hang 'Em High" but failed, only to score with "Drifter," kind of like how Peckinpah crashed trying to make a big picture with Major Dundee but hit the bulls-eye with "Wild Bunch." I also liked the offbeat "Thunderbolt & Lightfoot" and even "Breezy" with the great William Holden (who should have won best actor for Wild Bunch AND Network). I happened to catch "Breezy" on one of those Encore channels and although it wasn't characteristically "my type genre" I found it compelling enough to continue watching. It was an early Eastwood direction and done pretty darn well. Maybe his directing experience helped him ease up a bit on dominating screen time. I think in "Unforgiven" he finally allowed his co-stars to carry the picture for a while and at times throughout.
Great call on Hard Times! There is very little fat on that steak. It never gets old watching. "Death Hunt" has a couple of kinda-cheap moments, mainly due to some unfortunate minor casting, but is a great ride as well. Bronson is one whose career really hit the toilet in the 80s with several really bad movies in which he seemed to just be mailing it in from the time he signed on.
I've long enjoyed the work of Richard Boone. I don't think Big Jake or Hombre would have been nearly as good without him. I think he even has the same line in both, each time delivered perfectly: "Wellll, nowwww." He was even my favorite part as the voice of the dragon of the 1970s animated version of the Hobbit.
I haven't seen that sheep-herder joekiddlouisCHAMA in quite some time, either. He's probably out cuttin' fences and stirring up the Mexican population talking about land reform.
It was ahead of its time. These days anti-hero stuff is everywhere.
And because initial viewers did not like the anti-hero, it got no word of mouth. Meanwhile it had to compete with other caper movies like The Sting, which went on to win the Oscar.