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Thursday, July 22, 2010

Joe Kidd (Universal, 1972)


Bruce Surtees, Elmore Leonard, John Sturges - it's a great combination


Early 1900s, somewhere down on the Mexican border (“Sinola County”). Clint Eastwood as Joe Kidd is just emerging from spaghetti gruntings into real characters although Sturges has obviously been watching a few spaghettis because we have jangly Lalo Schifrin music and a band of spaghetti-esque killers (they are quite good, in fact).

The qualities of this film come from four things: the acting, especially Eastwood and Robert Duvall but also some of the minor parts; the directing (Sturges was a good, solid journeyman Western director, just occasionally going beyond that into the very good); and the wonderful scenery, filmed in Panavision in the Inyo National Forest along the California/Nevada border by Bruce Surtees, surely one of the greatest ever Western cinematic photographers.

That's three, you say. But of course the principal ingredient is the fact that it was written by Elmore Leonard and I don’t know of a bad Western by him. The story, characters and plot are gripping, authentic and, well, just right.

Only John Saxon as the “charismatic” revolutionary Luis Chama isn’t too convincing and he doesn’t endear himself to us with his comment to his woman, “I don't keep you to think. I keep you for cold nights and days when there's nothing to do”. The others do an excellent job. I like Saxon in Westerns normally but this isn't one of his best.

The killers are brutal and very expert with their ultra-modern weapons. Their boss, Duvall, is the most ruthless of all. He finally gets his day in court.

There’s an important question of land rights underpinning the tale.

An excellent movie, produced by Eastwood’s company Malpaso, not quite in the Josey Wales or Pale Rider class, and certainly nowhere near Unforgiven in quality (after all, Clint didn’t direct this one) but nevertheless by no means one of his worst and visually a treat.
It's must-see, pards.


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