Jeff Arnold’s West

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High Plains Drifter (Universal, 1973)

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It has its admirers
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High Plains Drifter was the fourth Western that Clint Eastwood starred in after the Dollars European ones (if we exclude El Magnifico Extranjero, which was really a couple of Rawhide episodes illegally cobbled together) and the first Western to be directed by him.
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Although it came out the year after the quite good Joe Kidd, it has much more a flavor of the Leone movies. It starts with a nameless stranger, billed as The Stranger, riding into a town to the sound of exaggerated over-dubbed clip-clopping, seeing a coffin-maker at work and then shooting three importunate thugs. Sound familiar? Yes, it’s Fistful all over again. Let’s call it a quotation.

 

We are supposed then to sympathize with this man raping a woman in a stable and have to watch a man being whipped to death twice, in flashback.

 

So far, so bad.
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Very bad, in fact.

 

In fact everyone is bad in this movie. The baddies are just more bad. The ‘hero’ is no better; he just has super-human homicidal skills. A spaghetti, in fact.

 

Other Italian western (small w) ingredients are there too: there is pretty awful woo-woo music (Dee Barton). Every gunshot ricochets with absurd whining, Leone style. It’s a spaghetti. And just when we had watched Joe Kidd the year before and thought Clint was growing out of that! We are about to get up and leave the movie theater, regretting the admission price we have paid and wasted when, just in the nick of time, it gets better.

 

One of the main reasons for that is the excellent Bruce Surtees photography. Surtees was one of the best ever Western cinematographers. He has such a talent, especially for the outdoors (where Westerns are best). This one was filmed at Mono Lake, California and in the Inyo National Forest – beautiful. Each shot is a work of art. His last Western was to be his masterpiece, another Eastwooder: Pale Rider. 
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The supporting acting is competent-to-good, especially from Verna Bloom, Mitchell Ryan and Billy Curtis as the put-upon midget who is promoted sheriff (a slight nod to Destry?)

 

There is now a slight surreal tinge to the plot as the stranger decides to paint the town red. We know the expression but he takes it literally. We are more interested.

 

Not for the only time as far as Eastwood Westerns go, there is a quasi-mystical aspect to the tale. The Stranger rides in on a pale horse and his name his death alright; he’s def read Revelation 6:8. When the man whipped to death in the flashback (Clint’s stuntman Buddy van Horn) had appealed to the townspeople for help and was refused, he said “Damn you all to hell.” When he has had the town painted red, The Stranger crosses out the town’s name, Lago, on the sign board and rebaptizes it, yes, Hell. The symbolism is all that heavy-handed, I fear. Still, you do get the message.
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There is also a nod to High Noon as Stacey Bridges and his heavies are getting out of jail and the first stop on their revenge quest is Lago, the town they blame for their imprisonment. The Stranger’s aim is, however, as much to humiliate the townsfolk as to kill the bad guys. In fact he doesn’t care that much about the bad guys at all.

 

Variety said it was “a nervously-humorous, self-conscious near satire on the prototype Clint Eastwood formula of the avenging mysterious stranger” but in fact it isn’t, really. It was just Eastwood saying, “I can do Leone too.” Of course this doesn’t help much if you don’t rate Leone highly in the first place, like yours truly. Time Out thought it was “Eastwood’s fond adieu to the worlds of Sergio Leone and Don Siegel; and indeed he cuts the operatic excess of the former with the punchy economy of the latter.” Again, I can’t agree. It’s really just an American spaghetti with a sauce of weirdness.
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Two of the gravestones in the cemetery bear the name Sergio Leone and Don Siegel.
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All in all I think it’s an unsatisfactory movie and nowhere near as good as Joe Kidd but it has its admirers and it is probably superior to the low-grade Siegel-directed Two Mules for Sister Sara of three years before. It made a lot at the box office. It’s interesting – even ‘important’ – as Eastwood’s Western directorial debut, and it’s visually good, as any Surtees Western is. So it’s worth a look. But that’s it.

 

‘Nuff said, I reckon.

 

 

 

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6 Responses

  1. Satirical or not, High Plains Drifter epitomizes Eastwood's role as the "strong silent type," and provides worthwhile insight as to how demonstrating in action is superior to explaining with words. Steve Jobs ("janitors have to explain, vice presidents do not") embodied it in real life. The Stranger's interaction with the hotel clerk at about a half hour in is classic.

    It's a mistake to underestimate this film. It defines a genre.

  2. When criticizing the film, much is said about the so called 'rape'. These days, the critics seem to not understand that everyone in the town is culpable for the murder of the sheriff, and therefore 'cursed' for there sins. That's why the woman enjoyed it, and even her husband condoned it. Eastwood was the 'avenging angel'. Even John Wayne didn't like it (because it wasn't a traditional Western – love the 'Duke' BTW), but it WAS a great movie…

  3. As I said in the review, this movie has its admirers. I'm not one of them, but each to his own. Thanks for your comments.
    Jeff

  4. Well, the rape scene was definitely different. That's for sure. I liked the movie. It has a nice eerie, and macabre style about it. On repeated viewings it does seem a bit one dimensional though. I think a lack of stronger antagonists hurts it. I'd probably give it 3 guns but find the 2 guns understandable as your critique of its weaknesses is very valid.

  5. Don’t like this film as much as many, but I do like it more than you Jeff and I think it’s a little better than JOE KIDD and PALE RIDER (the latter is to me not an homage but kind of a ripoff of SHANE). It has its moments, has humor and I also like the scenes with Billy Curtis. It’s interesting, but I guess I don’t really like my Westerns this weird and never cared much for Horror/Westerns until BONE TOMAHAWK.

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