Legends of the Fall (1994) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) |
Everything in my head tells me I should hate this movie. It is a 1957 movie made in 1994, kind of a cross between Giant and Spencer's Mountain, and it has every possible corny Hollywood cliché attendant to the pioneer family epic genre. |
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Yeah, I know. Very lame kitsch, and I didn't even scratch the surface of it. And yet I didn't hate it. In fact, I enjoyed it. This movie is completely corny and old-fashioned, but the director did it so professionally that it sucked me right in. When the untamed Brad Pitt came back from that multi-year absence, riding out of the horizon with the symbolic herd of wild horses, I was stirred. Damn, I knew that the old Indian couldn't possibly have known that was Pitt a ridin' and a whoopin' five miles away, and I knew they were manipulating me with the music, but I fell for it anyway. And, dammit, I was really rooting for Pitt to wipe out those evil dudes that killed his sweet, innocent wife. If you know it's going to be larger-than-life, by jiminy, do it right, be inventive, and do it much larger than life. And that's exactly what they did. You may not like this kind of movie, but you just can't deny they did it as well as it can be done. They threw all the best talent they could at this project. The sounds and sights are absolutely top of the line from start to finish. |
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I compared this film earlier to Giant,
but this movie is much better than Giant, much closer to Gone with the
Wind in the category of sweeping sentimental epics. The acting in
Giant is embarrassing. James Dean, who could be so effective when he
had the right role, was over-the-top silly in his cowboy clothes and
his spray-on gray hair. And Rock Hudson? Nice guy, but couldn't win a
high school dramatic interp contest if the only other contestant was
Bill Shatner. This film, on the other hand, is solidly acted by people who are both actors and stars (Anthony Hopkins, Brad Pitt), and the two female stars are two women that I adore (Julia Ormond, Karina Lombard). You could compare that favorably to the Gone With the Wind cast in its own era. There is nobody quite as charismatic as Gable, but the team is just as solid. Ok, maybe I was wrong. Maybe this film is 60 years out of date rather than 40, but so what? Just take off your thinking cap, don't be too analytical, and just enjoy Hollywood professionals entertaining you with a big Old Hollywood movie. If you simply don't enjoy this type of corn syrup, rent a Bergman film instead. |
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