Showing posts with label Jack Elam. Show all posts
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Saturday, 1 April 2023

Movie Review: Rio Lobo (1970)


Genre: Western  
Director: Howard Hawks  
Starring: John Wayne, Jorge Rivero, Jack Elam, Jennifer O'Neill  
Running Time: 114 minutes  


Synopsis: After the end of the Civil War, former foes Cord McNally (John Wayne) and Pierre "Frenchy" Cordona (Jorge Rivero) become allies. Cord embarks on a personal mission to identify traitors responsible for the death of a close friend. His quest reunites him with Frenchy, and they team up to help the widow Shasta Delaney (Jennifer O'Neill) in her mission to seek revenge on the evil men dominating the town of Rio Lobo.

What Works Well: The opening train holdup scene is patient and contains more than one original nugget. Cinematographer William H. Clothier captures some elegant vistas, and John Wayne contributes reliably robust presence.

What Does Not Work As Well: The final movie directed by Howard Hawks is a disappointing and dispirited effort, going through the motions of retreading elements from the much better Rio Bravo and El Dorado. Here the plot meanders with notable clumsiness, never achieving focus nor a sense of place. The aimless drift is confirmed by an unimaginative but still cluttered supporting cast and barely defined villains. The anachronistic Jennifer O'Neill is particularly exposed in an underwritten role.

Conclusion: A tired horse munching on stale oats.



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Friday, 10 July 2020

Movie Review: The Last Sunset (1961)


An astute western, The Last Sunset adds character texture, multiple romantic threads and complex themes to traditional genre elements.

In Mexico, Bren O'Malley (Kirk Douglas) rides to the ranch of Belle Breckenridge (Dorothy Malone), his lover from years ago. She is now married to the limping and bottle-dependent cattle baron John Breckenridge (Joseph Cotten), and has a 15 year old daughter Melissa (Carol Lynley). Bren is honest about his intentions to win back Belle's love while Melissa quickly develops a crush on the handsome stranger, despite their age difference.

Sheriff Dana Stribling (Rock Hudson) arrives at the Breckenridge ranch with a Texas-issued warrant to arrest Bren for murder. But this is also a personal pursuit, because the murder victim was Stribling's brother-in-law. Dana is immediately smitten with Belle, creating a romantic triangle. The two men agree to pause their looming showdown and help the Breckenridge family drive 1,000 head of cattle to Texas, where the fugitive and the sheriff will settle their differences.

An adaptation of a Howard Rigsby novel produced by Douglas' company Brynaprod, The Last Sunset delivers all the staples expected from a conventional western. The cattle drive as a centerpiece and transformative journey carries echoes from Red River, as does the conflict between two strong personalities at the helm. An epic fist-fight, no-good bandits (including the omnipresent Jack Elam), foul weather, stray cattle, quicksand and a run-in with a native tribe all make an appearance. 

Despite the cliches and some sticky, creaky and melodramatic moments, director Robert Aldrich keeps the action moving, aided by visually rich and colourful cinematography courtesy of Ernest Laszlo. But writer Dalton Trumbo, in a post-blacklist credit, is also interested in pushing well beyond typical genre topics. The Last Sunset features multiple elaborate romantic pursuits and two compelling women in the mother-daughter pair of Belle and Melissa, both provided with expansive arcs.

Belle finds herself at the centre of three men. Her husband is the weakest (Joseph Cotten in a thankless role), O'Malley is the fiery lover from her past and Stribling the potentially more promising and stable presence. Dorothy Malone strikes the right balance portraying a woman with a sudden range of options and a pragmatic disposition to assess them, and Belle takes her place among the more memorable women in westerns.

Melissa (nicknamed Missy by O'Malley) slowly gains presence, first as an awe-struck teenager then as a more outspoken woman-in-the-making. Carol Lynley grows into the role and asserts increasing influence as the cattle drive reaches a climax. The relationship twist in the tail is not difficult to anticipate, and Trumbo strides into dangerous territory with eyes open and an elegant ending in mind.

Douglas gave Hudson first billing, and he is fine in the lead role as a guardian of the law with a personal sting. But Douglas reserved the more intricate role for himself as Bren O'Malley, a man at the crossroads and eager to right past wrongs but still at the mercy of his character failings. He pursues a long-gone vision of Belle and is emotionally ambushed by the emergence of Missy as an eager here-and-now lover. O'Malley has to navigate away from a dark past and into a potentially impossible future.

In a relatively tangential side-story, the resolution of John Breckenridge's journey reveals the breadth of narrative ambition. His past as a confederate soldier catches up with him, and Trumbo writes a soul-destroying scene for a broken man facing the ultimate humiliation. The Last Sunset is a challenging time for men and women on the frontier, and a more than worthwhile western.






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Tuesday, 9 June 2020

Movie Review: Kansas City Confidential (1952)


A crime and revenge film noir, Kansas City Confidential features an intelligent plot rich with crooked characters, layers of suspicion, and delicious double crossing.

In Kansas City, the distinguished Tim Foster (Preston Foster), initially known only as Mr. Big, plots a masterful bank robbery of $1.2 million. He recruits three hoodlums to pull it off: Pete Harris (Jack Elam), Tony Romano (Lee Van Cleef) and Boyd Kane (Neville Brand). They all wear masks and never see each other, with Foster arranging for the men to first disappear then regroup to divide the loot once the heat dies down.

The innocent fall guy is flower delivery van driver Joe Rolfe (John Payne), who is arrested, questioned and roughed up for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Joe is a decorated war hero with a minor criminal record. Now his life is ruined, and he sets out to find the men responsible. He tracks down Harris in Tijuana, Mexico, then heads to the gang's rendevouz at the resort of Barados. Romano and Kane are already waiting, while Foster is pretending to be a fisherman and readying a further twist to his crime. But the surprise arrival of his daughter Helen (Coleen Gray) disrupts all the plans.

Filled with uncompromising violence, threats, and mean men guarding against other, Kansas City Confidential delves into the world of small-time hoods manipulated by one mastermind, and one war hero out for revenge. Director Phil Karlson translates a gem of a script by Rowland Brown and Harold Greene to the screen and the 99 minutes are unrelenting: with every man for himself, mistrust becomes the primary currency energizing the action.

Despite the title, the majority of the film takes place in Mexico, with the final third confined to the small (fictional) resort of Barados. Here Karlson eventually loses some grit. Joe infiltrates the gang while romancing Helen, and repetitiveness creeps in through multiple similar interactions with hoods Romano and Kane.

But the story's threads are woven together with a base level of rationality. Joe's army background, two combat medals and stint in prison provide the steel and courage to now face down evil men. And the script saves another surprise related to Foster, arming him with both motive and opportunity to recruit desperate men and pull-off a daring heist.

The noir style is relatively subtle, with a more straightforward thrust for revenge dominating. Karlson mixes day and night shots with ease, and keeps light levels more neutral. Instead the emphasis is on close-ups, and the actors oblige with some stellar work. Jack Elam and Lee Van Cleef as Harris and Romano bring an admirable dedication to shiftiness, with Neville Brand's Kane adding a layer of gum-chewing smarminess. John Payne as the lead protagonist finds the right balance between toughness and empathy.

Oozing with greed, scheming and deception, Kansas City Confidential is a crafty caper.






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Saturday, 3 January 2015

Movie Review: Hannie Caulder (1971)


A British-made revenge Western with a mashing of Spaghetti sub-genre elements, Hannie Caulder attempts to capitalize on Raquel Welch's comely assets but is betrayed by an uneven tone and underdeveloped ideas.

Frontier woman Hannie Caulder (Welch) is violently raped and her husband is killed by the Clemens gang of three brothers (Ernest Borgnine, Jack Elam and Strother Martin). Hannie vows revenge, and teams up with bounty hunter Thomas Luther Price (Robert Culp). Together they travel to Mexico and visit legendary gun-maker Bailey (Christopher Lee), who forges a gun for Hannie. Price then teaches her the finer points of killing men in a shootout. Hannie and Price catch up with the Clemens brothers in a nearby town, but Hannie will find killing her tormentors more difficult than she imagined.

The project was conceived as a star vehicle for Ms. Welch, and co-funded by her Curtwel production company. Directed by Western veteran Burt Kennedy and filmed in Spain, Hannie Caulder boasts a decent cast and a traditional if tired premise. But the film collapses from neglect, due mainly to what appears to be a hurriedly written script by Kennedy under the pseudonym Z.X. Jones.

The tone is fundamentally unbalanced, leaving the film spinning between coarse humour, grim revenge, and attempts at gory violence. The Clemens gang resemble the Three Stooges on a bad day, the ruffians trading insults that are meant to be funny. The bad humour sits uneasily next to the rape and murder that they nonchalantly dole out, and the large gobs of bright red blood that sprays out of every victim of a gun shot.

Even worse, some key events and characters drift in and out of the film with no explanation. A small army of Mexican bandits attacks Bailey's beachfront house, triggering a mass shootout with dozens of casualties. Who these bandits are and what they wanted is never even tangentially explained. And there is a dark, mysterious gunman who makes a couple of critical interventions during Hannie's journey, including the small matter of saving her life. His identity and motivation are left up to the imagination.

Welch does as best as can be expected. Her extremely limited range is kept under the wraps of a character who does not need to say much. Towards the end of the film she starts trading snappy one-liners, and does so with a dull trace of conviction. Meanwhile, her figure is coyly hinted at through some clever fashion choices, including a poncho with not much underneath for much of the film.

The surprisingly strong supporting cast rides along for the pay cheque. Borgnine, Elam and Martin are noisy, dirty, and annoying. Lee is unsure what he is doing in the film; Hannie Caulder must be the only Western movie where characters cross borders and wait for weeks to obtain a pistol. Only Robert Culp as bounty hunter Thomas Luther Price is able to add any weight to the proceedings. On the plus side, the cinematography is decent.

Hannie Caulder is a third-rate Western for what was then a third-rate actress with first-rate looks.






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