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If all else fails, make Rio Bravo again


Howard Hawks directs John Wayne – but this about as far from Red River as you can get. It’s fun, I
guess, it’s Wayne but it’s just a mainstream commercial Western of the late 60s
and that’s that.

A sure-fire thing at the box-office anyway
It is a remake of Rio Bravo, also made by Hawks and Wayne in 1959, for Warners. The good guys
have to keep the bad guy in jail till the US marshal gets here and the bad
guy’s henchmen are all out there waiting to kill them. This time Robert Mitchum
gets Dean Martin’s drunk lawman role and James Caan is the bumptious kid
instead of Ricky Nelson. Walter Brennan as the cantankerous old deputy has been
replaced by the nearest equivalent, Arthur Hunnicutt, who, however, has an
interesting 1850 Colt Revolving Rifle instead of the usual boring Winchester. Arthur
does a good job, as always.
Arthur’s 1850 Colt Revolving Rifle
Lee van Cleef’s cigar-smoking girlfriend Marie Gomez in Barquero is the only other Western character I’ve seen with one.

Mercifully, they cut out
the jailhouse scene where, copying Dino/Brennan in Rio Bravo, Mitchum sings accompanied by Hunnicutt on harmonica. It
was because Hawks’s son said, “A sheriff shouldn’t sing.” Astute.


Writer Leigh Brackett had
done Rio Bravo and was obliged by
Hawks and Wayne to plagiarize herself. The poor woman was forced to do it yet
again in 1970 with Rio Lobo.

Nelson, Brennan, Way – oh, no, sorry, Caan, Hunnicutt, Wayne
Christopher George is
excellent as the villainous, quick-on-the-draw hired gun. Some love interest is
provided by Charlene Holt, in the Angie Dickinson role, and Michele Carey, in the
tight leather pants role, who rather likes James Caan. And RG Armstrong and Jim
Davis are in it too.


Best, of course, is Bob
Mitchum. There is a report of a conversation he had with Hawks:


“You know you’re the
biggest fraud I’ve ever met in my life,” said Hawks.

“How come?”

“You pretend you don’t care
a damn thing … and you’re the hardest working so and so I’ve ever known.”

“Don’t tell anybody.”

Don’t tell anybody
Not that Mitchum thought
the picture was any good. He just enjoyed it.


The opening credits feature
a series of nice original paintings, Remingtonesque, that depict various scenes
of cowboy life. The artist was Olaf Wieghorst, who appears in the film as the gunsmith,
Swede Larsen.

They buy a gun from The Swede
There are some gimmicks,
like Caan’s hat and his sawn-off shotgun sidearm (he can’t even hit anything
with that). He quotes Poe’s ‘El Dorado’ a lot.

The hat
There’s some decent Old Tucson
and surroundings scenery (as in Rio Bravo),
oddly mostly at night, but too much is shot in the studio. The Nelson Riddle
music is undistinguished. There’s the inevitably cheesy title song. You can listen to it and see the attractive title paintings here.


Wayne is, sadly,
unconvincing as the fastest gun in the West. He looks overweight and tired. He
was 58.


It was a box-office smash
everywhere it played. But the whole thing was a sloppy, low-grade Western, I’m
afraid, and only worth a DVD purchase if you are a committed Wayne fan or can’t
resist Mitchum or want a fairly nostalgic evening.


Oh, you too?


5 Responses

  1. I think it's one of the best westerns of all times, maybe better than Rio Bravo, it's my personal view. The portrayal of old and tired cowboys -Mitchum & Wayne- is excellent, James Caan has a real talent (that did not have Rick Nelson), and the scenario is just perfect. I like also the opening sequence.

    1. Fair enough, Didier. I respect your opinon.
      In some ways there's nothing like a big color Wayne Western!

  2. The testosterone is palpable in this great 60s western. Wayne may have been 58 and tired, but he cared about this role/character as he cared about each role. Mitchum is superb, Caan is cute.

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