Showing posts with label Ignorance Rating 0-25. Show all posts
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Friday, July 11, 2008

Film Ignorance Guest Blogger #1: Pat Garret and Billy the Kid

Welcome to our first installment of Film Ignorance: Guest Blogger edition. Some friends and fellow bloggers have graciously agreed to put their ignorance on display along with mine. Today's entry comes from Film for the Soul, as part of that brave blogger's attempt to view the 1,000 Greatest Films ever made. Good luck with that.


Film: Pat Garrett and Billy the Kid
Rating: Meh.
Director: Sam Peckinpah
S
tars: James Coburn, Kris Kristofferson, Bob Dylan (!)
Year: 1973
Ignorance Rating: 20 (5 Votes)

"This country's getting old and I aim to get old with it". - Pat Garrett

Seen by Peckinpah as the ideal film in which to stamp his authority and vision of the western frontier, Pat Garrett and Billy the Kid has the air of a film that should have been a masterpiece; seeing as Peckinpah had begun his revision of the Western with Ride the High Country and taken it to it's bloody conclusion with The Wild Bunch, the mythology surrounding the friends turned enemies was almost too good to be true. Pat Garrett was going to be his crowning glory, the apex to where he'd been going all his directing life. Yet, from the very beginning the film was riddled with problems with budgetary issues, time restraints and technical faults leading to expensive re-shoots and haemorrhaging money. Finally, studio bosses stepped in and producer James Aubery took control of editing, taking a hefty 18 minutes out of Peckinpah's version.

In effect the released theatrical version was rejected and disowned by cast and crew, Peckinpah kept his original version and only showed it to friends and family for the next 10 years, finally getting a release in 1988. In this revised release, the bookend sequence of Pat's death is reinstated; one can only imagine what a mess studio executives made of this film, leaving out these vital scenes takes away any form of pathos and removes a vital narrative element. However despite the reinstated scenes, Pat Garrett is still less than satisfying, never really finding it's place amongst the sprawling array of characters, vignettes of violence and muted, hushed dialogue.

Kris Kritofferson (Billy the Kid) and James Coburn (Pat Garrett)


The film's opening sequence, the one reinstated in Peckinpah's cut and the version for which I base this review, starts some 27 years after the events, those surrounding the death of Billy the Kid (Kris Kristofferson). Garret (James Colburn) is mowed down by the same men that once hired him to kill his old friend, each shot is delivered in clinical Peckinpah slow-motion whilst the action cuts back and forth to a scene of chickens buried up to their necks being used as target practice. The shooters show themselves to be Billy and his gang, the action flashbacks to 1881 and Pat rides into town, orders up a whiskey and tells the boys that things are changing.

The original script by Rudy Wurlitzer called for the friends to only meet once at the end of the film, Peckinpah's inspired change to this was to start with the recriminations; Garrett meeting his maker at the hands of the same people that hired him to kill Billy. It’s to Peckinpah's strength as a story-teller that insisted Garrett and Billy meet at the beginning of the film, knowing that the audience needs to see that unique friendship for themselves. Garrett warns Billy that he has 5 days to leave the territory and lying beneath this slightly strained meeting is a nettled and furtive friendship, one that is eating Garrett up inside as he spends the rest of the film trying as he might in avoiding the inevitable finale.

Despite this promising beginning Pat Garrett doesn't really leave the starting blocks, choosing to keep us at a distance for the majority of the film by not developing the story, it's as if the film burnt itself out with that staggering, awe inspiring opening gambit. Alongside Kristofferson and Colburn, a whole plethora of genre stalwarts and old Peckinpah regulars fill out some of the film with worthy cameo's, if only for the majority of them to be shot down, including; Jason Robards, Slim Pickens, R.G. Armstrong, Chill Wills, Jack Elam, Richard Jaeckel, and Dub Taylor. There's poignancy in these old-timers deaths (especially Slim Pickens looking across the river, eyes widening as he awaits his death), all the while Coburn marches through the county, armed with a shotgun and dressed in black, an angel of death, lamenting and snarling, bringing down the end of a genre.

We're fixed to Garrett throughout, Kristofferson's Billy never seems anything more than a ghostly figure, self-involved and prone to posing, we don't feel anything for him; whereas Colburn's Garrett is a fully rounded figure, dignified yet hollow, compromised and beaten. He trundles on regardless, fully aware that in killing Billy he's signing his own death warrant. He realises that the West is changing and rather than being swept up by it all he becomes part of the establishment never fully immersing himself in the 'New World'; in selling out to the man, he loses his soul. There are echoes of Peckinpah's life being played out here by Garrett, the feeling of compromise (with the studio), the crushing of the individual and rise of the organised, conglomerate new order. Maybe a Peckinpah of old would have been Billy; refusing to sell out, reckless with the world at his feet but now there was only Garrett, taking everything down with him as puts an end to it all.

The films stand out scene; it gets me every time.

A lot is made of Bob Dylan's score and the use of 'Knockin' on Heaven's Door' aside; used sparingly and beautifully as Sheriff Colin Baker (Slim Pickens) prepares to meet his maker, it doesn't on the whole, work with this film. It jars with the images we see on the screen, as if the entire enterprise was made for an entirely different film; fractious working sessions with Jerry Fielding, an experienced film scorer, probably didn't help, seeing as Fielding held little regard for Dylan's music. Dylan also took a starring role as the figure 'Alias', a role which apparently shortened by the week until he was nothing but a footnote in the entire film, starting off with a strong introduction; where he dispatches of man using a knife to almost a nothing role for the rest of film; reduced to reading a menu out loud.

Peckinpah depicts a west falling apart at the seams, a lawless territory slowly becoming domesticated with politicians, money men and big business, which in turn leads to one Peckinpah's key themes; that of the expression of violence of man in these conflicted and compromised new societies. For all the film's problems, Peckinpah still gives us a stunning looking film on the screen, proving once again that his style and staging are second to none. The west has never looked so forlorn, desolate and hell-bound, with nothing but angry displaced men, disposable women and a decaying old guard slowly ebbing away, dotted around the barren wasteland waiting to die.

In the final sequence, Garrett tracks Billy down to Fort Sumner, approaching the house in the middle of the night, Garrett takes his chance and shots Billy dead, falling to the floor in another of Peckinpah's patented slow-motion shots. After his death Garrett turns to a mirror and shoots his reflection; shooting the man he has become proves futile and death will eventually catch up with him nearly 30 years later. Once Garrett has killed Billy a little crowd emerges and one man accosts him, calling him a "chicken-shit" and asks rhetorically "when are you going to learn you can't trust anybody, not even yourself Garret?" That man was Peckinpah, quite literally in a cameo as an undertaker, harassing and shouting down his mirrored self; berating himself in the public arena for selling-out to the man.

Saturday, June 21, 2008

Film Ignorance #2: The Palm Beach Story


Film: The Palm Beach Story
Rating: Best. Film. Ever.
Director: Preston Sturges
Stars: Claudette Colbert, Joel McCrea
Year: 1942
Reason for Ignorance: I have no idea. Embarrassing

Ignorance Rating: 25

Just like It's a Wonderful Life, The Palm Beach Story is one of the acknowledged masterpieces by one of my favorite directors, in this case writer-director Preston Sturges, which for some reason I had not seen. And just like It's a Wonderful Life, I'm kicking myself now: The Palm Beach Story is one of the fastest, funniest, sexiest, and all-around best movies I've ever seen. If this whole Film Ignorance project is like this, I am really going to enjoy myself.

To give you an idea of how crazy this movie is: its opening sequence, a series of silent scenes set to music, is the climax to some other film we haven't seen. A maid faints. A groom (Joel McCrea) dashs out of a hotel into a taxi, struggling into his tux as he goes. The pastor looks anxious at the church. A bride (Claudette Colbert) rushes over the fallen maid, while another woman, her hands bound and her mouth gagged, struggles to free herself. Eventually, the bound woman kicks her way out of the closet, causing the maid to faint again, but it's too late; the bride and groom, both visibly relieved, have made it to the alter and gotten married. The title card reads "And they lived happily ever after...Or did they?" Years pass.

This sequence is never explained, although the final scene of the film, which is absolutely as ridiculous and as inexplicable, references it. It's as though Sturges is saying: "Crazy stuff happens. I can't make sense of it. Neither will you. Just have fun."

The movie itself is a classic screwball comedy, of the fast-paced, slapstick kind. After the Wienie King who is mistakenly in her apartment gives Gerry (Colbert) enough money to pay off the rent, she leaves Tom (McCrea) so she can divorce him and finagle the $99,000 he needs for his get-rich scheme - a mesh airport suspended over a city - from a rich bachelor. The bachelor shows up on the train to Palm Beach: John D. Hackensack (Rudy Vallee), oil tycoon. Gerry steps on John D.'s face, but that's ok - he liked it. The Wienie King is once again in their apartment, and this time he gives Tom money to fly to Florida and win Gerry back; he ends up being courted by John D.'s sister, Princess Centimillia (Mary Astor).

I can't make any more sense of the film than that, but that's not what matters. Only two things matter in this film: comedy and sex. The first is provided in buckets, as broadly as possible. The Wienie King is deaf and misunderstands everything, but learns enough to give them money. Hackensack breaks more than a pair of glasses per scene. The millionaire Ale-and-Quail Club, led by Sturges regular William Demarest, gets drunk and shoots up their private train car. The princess' companion, Toto, speaks some language no one understands and takes a pratfall more than once per scene. I shouldn't say anymore; I know these things might not sound funny on the page, but on the screen they're literally hysterical.

The Production Code keeps Gerry's dress on, but that's ok - we can tell what we're supposed to look at

The sex is a different matter. The Hays Production code was being enforced, so innuendo is the rule. Almost every single piece of dialogue in the entire film could be interpreted sexually, but none of it is stated openly. As I said before, Gerry steps on Hackensack's face - and he likes it. The Wienie King advises people not to eat his wienies - and won't reveal where he gets his meat.

I think I'm going to stop writing now, because I simply can't do justice to this film. Most of the comedy is so broad that it sounds preposterous; most of the sex is so subtle that there's no way to explain it. So I'll end with this: In The Palm Beach Story, Preston Sturges has crammed more sight gags and double entendres into 88 minutes that many comedic directors manage in their entire careers. I can't imagine a better introduction to his filmmaking magic.

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