Tonight's picture was Red River, Howard Hawks' epic story of a drive of 10,000 cattle on the Chisholm Trail. A good performance by John Wayne and Monty Clift's first big role. It is a story of mythic, classical dimensions, undermined only by a cop-out conclusion that dodges the mythic implications of the story. That said, there is a lot to see: an incredible cattle stampede, Wayne's slow disintegration along the trail, the requisite wide-open landscapes. This is the movie John Ford saw and said "I never knew the big son of a bitch could act." The film is known as a Howard Hawks production and bannered as "Produced and Directed" by him in huge letters in the credits, yet the credits puzzlingly list Arthur Rosson as "co-director." Any insights appreciated.
Sunday, June 06, 2004
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