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Friday, September 28, 2018

Unconquered (Paramount, 1947)


Cecil B DeMille's last Western. Thank goodness.




 
 
I have resisted heretofore (posh word, heretofore) reviewing Unconquered because (a) it’s not a Western, being more of an Eastern, (b) it’s set too early, with swords and tricorn hats and suchlike, (c) I dislike Cecil B DeMille movies, and (d) it’s an overblown farrago (being a Cecil B DeMille movie).
 

But then, on the other hand, it’s a Gary Cooper picture (actually his last for Paramount, after a twenty-year stint) and if it’s not a Western, at least it is a frontier story. The rather excellent Frontier Partisans site would probably approve. It features dangerous Indians and firearms and saving a fair maiden from perils, and Coop is a man who’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do. So maybe after all it’s Western enough.

Or maybe Western enough

And I heard Peter Bogdanovich on TV last night quoting someone who said Cecil B DeMille was so bad he was almost good. I understand that.

For Coop it came between the forgettable Variety Girl and Good Sam (the latter for RKO) and was his first Western (if Western it be) since Along Came Jones. He wouldn’t go back to the genre till the early 50s and then they would be those frankly stodgy pictures for Warners like Dallas, Distant Drums and Springfield Rifle (early 50s Warners oaters were very bad). In Unconquered, at 46, Coop was a tad anno domini to be playing a young frontiersman but hey, who am I to talk. Of course he had been a splendid Wild Bill for DeMille in The Plainsman back in 1936 and a Texas Ranger in Canada in DeMille’s North West Mounted Police in 1940, and indeed, Coop was one of the few good things about those pictures, two more turgid-and-bombastic hodge-podges.

Unconquered was in Technicolor and had a runtime of 146 minutes. It had a huge cast (I am told there were 4,325 costumed extras) and was budgeted at $5m, a considerable sum in ’47 – and came in at nearly $400,000 over that. Coop got $300,000 + 5% of the gross. Hell, that was serious bucks.

Being a DeMille picture, it had few location shots (he hated moving out of Hollywood), though those that there are were expensively exotic – Cook’s Forest, Pennsylvania, Upper New York State and Snake River, Idaho. DeMille loathed location shooting so did the vast majority on huge sound sets in the studio. The alternation of studio and location is clumsy and unconvincing, with much use of back-projection and sound stages so that it looks even worse than MGM Westerns of the period.

DeMille doing his thing

At least I didn’t spot any horses being callously killed, a usual DeMille trademark.

It was written by a large team of scribblers, including studio exec Jesse Lasky Jr. It had a big score by Victor Young. The Technicolor cinematography was by the great Ray Rennahan. Paramount didn’t skimp.

It opens at present-day (i.e. late 40s) Pittsburgh and quickly morphs the shot into 1763 Fort Pitt. A rather self-important manifest-destiny voiceover by DeMille himself tells us about the opportunities and dangers of what lay West of there. The dangers are chiefly Indians, consistently throughout the movie referred to as savages, or occasionally, just for a change, as painted aborigines. Then we move to the Old Bailey in London where Chief Justice C Aubrey Smith condemns Abigail (Paulette Goddard) to “bonded slavery” after being transported to the colonies. Actually, there was the system of bonded servitude, under which people were forced to become servants for a defined period, and they were indeed often treated harshly, but there was not slavery in the sense of African-American agricultural workers sold at auction. So really the premise of the whole film is faulty. Oh well.

On board the Star of London crossing the Atlantic (in the studio, naturally) Abigail, known as Abby, catches the eye of wicked ship-owner Garth (Howard da Silva) who wishes to buy her and orders an auction. An army officer aboard, Captain Christopher Holden (Coop), outbids Garth in a memorable scene, adding “and sixpence” to every bid Garth makes. He doesn’t want the girl – indeed he frees her straight away – but he buys her to annoy Garth, whom he detests. However, once Capt. Holden leaves the docked ship, Garth gets his brutish henchman Bone (Mike Mazurki) to ignore the freedom and sell the girl again, to Garth. Such wickedness.

Coop buys Paulette for £103 0s 6d, to free her

Bad guys Da Silva and Mazurki plot heinously

Now, Ms. Goddard, a child model who debuted in The Ziegfeld Follies at the age of 13 and was married to a wealthy man before she was 16, went to Hollywood in the 30s and she and Charlie Chaplin became an item – she was a hit in Modern Times. That relationship didn’t last but she got a big contract at Paramount, was one of the actresses screen-tested for the lead role of Scarlett O'Hara in MGM's Gone With the Wind, and starred for DeMille with Coop in North West Mounted Police and in the non-Western adventure-drama Reap the Wild Wind with Ray Milland and John Wayne in ’42. She and DeMille fell out on the set of Unconquered, however, over her refusal to do a dangerous stunt, and she was dropped by Paramount that year. She was better in Unconquered than she had been in North West Mounted Police, but that wasn’t hard because her part in NWMP was dire: she only had a secondary role in that and also played a silly ‘loose’ woman, spanked by a stage ‘Scotsman’ and forced by DeMille to wear high heels in the forest (feminists would do well to avoid that movie).

The movie was dubbed The Perils of Paulette on the set

Third-billed Howard da Silva (or Da Silva) was one of those actors whose career was almost ruined by blacklisting but in the mid-1940s he was a big name. He had starred in the Broadway Oklahoma! and in Hollywood he had appeared with Coop in Sergeant York in ’42, but already by the time of Unconquered he was in danger. Robert Taylor ‘named’ him in a 1947 hearing of the HUAC. He is actually rather impressive as the charismatic bad guy Garth. He is a thoroughgoing villain but with saving graces – he seems to have a genuine softness for Abby.

Da Silva, pre-blacklist, as chief villain

As for Mike Mazurki as Bone, he is splendid. With his 6’ 5” frame and face like granite, he had been unforgettable as the heavy Moose Molloy in Murder, My Sweet in ’44. He actually did quite a few Westerns, such as Relentless, Comanche and Alias Jesse James, and I thought he was great in the otherwise iffy John Wayne oater Dakota. In Unconquered he is Garth’s chief henchman and excellently thuggish.

The Great Mazurki

The plot is complex and convoluted but centers around Pontiac’s rising of 1763. Garth is, of course, selling steel tomahawks and new muskets to the Indians – a crime in Westerns that is situated on the scale of wickedness somewhere between cannibalism and matricide. We get appearances from George Washington (Richard Gaines), Mason (George Kirby) and Dixon (Leonard Carey), so plenty of faux-historical detail, though sadly Pontiac himself (Robert Warwick) hardly figures – we just get Boris Karloff as Seneca chief Guyasuta.

Boris is the Indian chief

Sadly, Pontiac hardly gets a look-in

About an hour in, Coop is sent on a mission to bring peace to the various tribes, is told “You’ll be playing a lone hand” and changes into buckskins, so at last we get a bit more Western. He finds Abby again, slaving in a tavern, repossesses his property and makes her take a bath (though her bright red lipstick, false eyebrows, etc. seem to survive the scrubbing), taking her to the ball where she stuns the throng and reawakens Garth’s lust.

She shall go to the ball

I spotted Lloyd Bridges as a redcoat lieutenant at the dance and indeed there are all sorts of other recognizable faces to be glimpsed among the huge cast, in short speaking roles or bit-parts, such as Francis Ford, Ray Hatton, Iron Eyes Cody, Paul E Burns, Lane Chandler, Jeff Corey, Fred Kohler Jr., Syd Saylor, Ray Teal, and many more.

A bit old-school

Well, Garth gets Abby back, but the Indians take her and so Coop is obliged to do a daring and bold rescue mission, in which he hoodwinks the stupid savages with a compass.

Coop fools Boris with a 'magic' compass

There’s a canoe chase which must have been the model for Bullitt and The French Connection. Coop and Paulette shoot rapids and plunge over a waterfall. All dramatic stuff. And the long film climaxes with an attack on Fort Pitt, with Garth and Bone arguing for surrender, and the goodies, including Ward Bond as the ‘Pitts-burgh’ blacksmith, determined to die horribly rather than hoist the white flag (wisely, actually, because the wicked plot is to slaughter them anyway). The Indians attack, using their canoes as scaling ladders and hurling fireballs from wooden catapults. Garth’s spurned Indian wife (played by Katherine DeMille, the director’s adopted daughter) gets Coop safely away so that he may seek help, sacrificing her own life. And there’s the old-chestnut ending of propping up the dead bodies of killed soldiers to convince the attackers that a large relief force was coming in (Coop had already played this trick in Beau Geste eight years before). The siege lifted, Garth almost says, “Curses, foiled!” but manages not to (he just looks it) and there’s a last-reel quick-draw showdown in a stable. Coop weds Paulette and asks if they should go East or West. West!

Snake River rapids

The End.

There’s definitely a Drums Along the Mohawk/Allegheny Uprising (both 1939) vibe to the picture, and, as I said earlier, this makes it barely a Western, but there’s enough frontier buckskin-clad derring-do against the Indians to let that pass. John Ford’s Drums was nevertheless far superior. There’s a plodding direction typical of DeMille and an equally typical kitsch look to the picture, as well as heavy-handed characterization which often crosses the line into racism and male chauvinism. But it’s big, colorful and noisy, and there are enough good actors (especially Coop, of course, but also memorable performances from the likes of Ward Bond and Mike Mazurki) to make it quite an enjoyable, if over-long, movie. It was the last of the five talkie Westerns of DeMille, which was probably just as well.

It got up to a three-revolver rating because of Coop but it really deserved two.
 
 

 

6 comments:

  1. I'm probably now up for a life-time ban at JAW but I have to admit Cooper is
    my least favorite of the great Western stars. I find the 3 De Mille Coopers
    total clunkers with UNCONQUERED the worst of the lot,by far.
    The Warner fifties stuff not too good but SPRINGFIELD RIFLE has it's moments
    although Randy Scott did that sort of thing so much better.
    I find MAN OF THE WEST a deeply flawed movie the casting is ridiculous-Cooper
    and Jack Lord as cousins-and a totally OTT Lee J Cobb as Coop's uncle.
    Just think how great the film would have been with Robert Taylor and Burl Ives
    in the Cooper/Cobb roles. Of course there was HIGH NOON and I love Coop in
    GARDEN OF EVIL-I wish he had more roles like that. THE HANGING TREE sort of
    grows on you after repeated viewings.
    The so bad they were almost good quote was from Howard Hawks.

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    1. Hi John
      Not a lifetime ban. Just ten years at hard labor. Spent watching Gary Cooper Westerns.
      Coop was a huge Paramount star and was really locked in to those mega Cecil B DeMille potboilers, which were pretty clunky - though he was absolutely superb as Wild Bill in The Plainsman.
      I think it's true he was unlucky with his pictures, especially those ropey Warners Westerns of the early-50s, and also the overblown Vera Cruz. If a great actor can be in bad films, that was his fate!
      But then you have high-quality films too: I am thinking of The Hanging Tree, They Came to Cordura and of course the magisterial High Noon.
      Coop was an actor who underacted. People on the set thought he hadn't done anything or shown any emotion at all but when they saw the results they understood. He said it all with his eyes. It was always a superbly subtle performance.
      And of course he was a real Westerner, brought up on a Montana ranch.
      For me he was the greatest of them all, a better Western lead than even Fonda, Peck, Wayne, Stewart or Scott.
      Still, each to his own.
      Enjoy your hard labor.
      Jeff

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  2. Cannot argue with anything you say Jeff,I wish Coop had appeared in a serious film
    about Wild Bill,he was a perfect choice for the role.
    For the record my three favorite Western actors are Scott,McCrea and Murphy these
    are the guys I enjoy watching the most and indeed watch the most.
    Randy's my number one his performance in COMANCHE STATION is certainly in a league
    of it's own.Wayne and Stewart are monolithic both in terms of star power and their
    contributions to the Western.A pity Fonda was absent from films for so much of
    the 1950's.Peck an ideal Western actor especially in the classic THE GUNFIGHTER
    but he also did some real clunkers like McKENNA'S GOLD and SHOOT OUT.
    DUEL IN THE SUN and THE BIG COUNTRY certainly not my thing.
    As you quiet rightly say to each his own.

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    1. Yes, it's time for a decent film bout Hickok. The best so far was Walter Hill's Wild Bill but that was massively flawed. Most screen Wild Bills have been very poor.
      I love Scott, McCrea and Murphy but don't really care to 'rank' them or the likes of Wayne, Peck, Fonda, Stewart, etc. in merit order or anything. They were all different but each superb in his own way.
      They were all in total flops from time to time (see reviews!) but they were all also capable of greatness.
      Jeff

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  3. Jeff and John Knight, wouldn't it be a boring old World if we all liked the same things, whether it be food, sports, or movies. Shoot fire, I like the UNCONQUERED more than ya'll do. I just like the way it looks, because of the great detail in the Paramount Studio sets. The clothing and weaponry, how about those German made Flintlock pistols that Coop carried? They were from Cecil B. DeMille's personal collection. Ward Bond was in the movie and he makes any movie better. Did I like everything about the movie? Of course not.

    I noticed that DeMille, in wonderful technicolor, showed more than usual bloodletting. When Mrs. Joe Pruitt(Nan Sunderland) walked into the ballroom carrying her young daughter, they were both red with blood. Later Cecil Kellaway's head was red from a wound. DeMille was being innovative in the showing of red blood in technicolor.

    Also, when I view a movie that takes place in colonial frontier times in Western Pennsylvania(which is rare), it makes me think of my paternal ancestors. Frederick Severs and his family were in that neck of the woods during that frontier time period(1763-83). They settled around Fort Bedford and Fredrick Severs served in the Bedford County Militia. He was my five-greats grandfather.

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    1. DeMille certainly specialized in colorful - even gaudy - costumes, props and sets, and there was no shortage of budget.
      But to me his pictures come across as kitsch.
      I'm beginning to think, Walter, that your family settled and populated the West single -handed. Impressive ancestry.
      Jeff

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