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What Was The Last Movie You Watched?

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Billy the Kid (1930) with John Mack Brown, Wallace Beery, and Kay Johnson


Billy the Kid the movie is not meant to be an honest account of the life of Billy the Kid. Once you forget about the historical Billy the Kid – once you let go of facts and history – you can enjoy this oddly entertaining early-talkie riff on the famous young g*nslinger.

Focusing on the Lincoln County War, Billy, played by Johnny Mack Brown, is a young hot-shot g*nslinger who leads a group of men to avenge the shooting of their boss, which leads to a months-long battle of retribution and counter-retribution, commonly known as a feud.

What matters is that Billy is engaging, friendly, and only kills for honor, not profit. He also has an undefined girlfriend, Claire, played by Kay Johnson, the fiancée of Billy's now dead boss. Claire seems to hang around out west, just waiting to have the occasional moment with Billy.

Billy spends the movie avenging the death of his boss and then running or hiding from those who are coming for him. One of them is Billy's friend, sheriff Pat Garrett, played by Wallace Beery, who goes after Billy reluctantly as he clearly values friendship over his job responsibilities.

Shot in proto-widescreen by director King Vidor, the movie has a lot of early-talkie clunkiness. Yet it also rises above those annoying tics in several captivating scenes, such as when Billy is caught with others in a house and the stress of being under siege is intensely felt.

Others crack, but Billy keeps his resolve and cool. When the house is set on fire to "smoke them out," you forget you're watching a clunky 1930 movie and are just rooting for Billy to get out alive. He, though, tries to help the others to escape first.

There's another scene of Billy trapped in a cave that is short and powerful, as Billy is cracking. The movie is all but one long chase, with interludes for Billy to chat up Claire, who needs no chatting up, or to talk with his friend Garrett, who doesn't really want to catch him anyway.

The relationship between Billy and Garrett – more than the off-the-shelf one of Billy and Johnson – is the emotional heart of the movie. These are two men who genuinely like and respect each other, trying to navigate a world that puts them on opposite sides of the g*n.

The climax is another capture-escape-chase-down-again sequence that has you on edge as you don't know how it will end: historically accurate or Hollywood feel-good. Smartly, most of that scene plays out with the only three characters you care about: Billy, Garrett, and Claire.

Brown would go on to a long career in supporting roles in Westerns as his heavy southern accent, something it's very unlikely the real Billy the Kid had, and modest range precluded starring roles. Yet his likability makes him perfect for this version of the g*nslinger's story.

Beery, who often mugs for the camera, gives a smartly nuanced performance here as a man balancing a lot of external pressure on his own sense of personal honor and loyalty. Beery would also have a long career, and you can understand why, seeing him here.

Johnson, seemingly by choice, had a more modest career, and in truth, looks too delicate and sweet to be a frontier woman pining for an outlaw. Yet in her scenes with Billy, you forget all that and just want this sincere and lovely-looking wan blonde to find her happily ever after.

From that era, Joan Crawford, Wynne Gibson, Bette Davis, or Glenda Farrell, to name just a few, were better suited to play a frontier woman, as these women read grit, not delicacy. Still, darn it, you can't help liking Kay Johnson, trying hard to look like all that dust isn't bothering her.

Vidor's Old West is, well, a dusty and grimy place as it historically was – it only became more elaborate and cleaner as movies got more expensive over time – which gives the picture an almost quaint believability or sense of honesty despite its basically made-up story.

Today, you watch 1930's Billy the Kid if you like one or more of the stars or enjoy early talkies, but you don't watch it for historical accuracy or expect a polished modern-made Western. Still, bring a forgiving attitude and it provides a solid ninety-plus minutes of entertainment.

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Elizabeth, The Golden Age (2007)

Not bad. Cate Blanchett as the Virgin Queen and her entanglement with Walter Raleigh,
toss in a cutie pie blonde babe lady await, pious Phillip II-and the Spanish Armada wrecked
hurricane but wrong nautical latitude-and presto, a historically contrived but still workable script.

Cate cuts it with her Elizabeth portrayal and presents a multi-layered complex female
(but-aren't they all?) played off Clive Owens' Raleigh set amidst Fifteenth Cent skullduggery
that includes her cousin Mary, Queen of Scots beheading for treason. Some intricate legalese
argued convincingly by Lord High Chamberlain William Cecil against the Queen's advocatus
diaboli lingering doubt.

Marred chick flickits political correctitude with superfluous scenes of a mounted armor-clad
Cate doing the Mel Gibson Braveheart bit, but watchable. Gentleman's C catch-as-can catch overall grade. :confused:
 

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Currently nearing the end of Indiana Jones and the Temple of Dumb (1984). The wife and I were having trouble finding something we'd both like to watch, and...well, neither of it consider it a favorite--in fact it's the second-worst Indiana Jones movie right behind that Dial of Destiny rubbish--but it's better than most of the other rubbish on TV at the moment.

It's a funny picture that one. It was my first Indy. Saw it in the cinema when I was ten, and until I was told by a friend his mother was taking us to see it that night, I had never so much as heard of Indiana Jones. Rural north of Ireland, 1984... Into the old ABC cinema in Belfast (a much talked about place in those days as it had *four* screens. The first multiplex I'd ever encountered. Still had to queue outside. I remember the very long que the other side of the building for the first Police Academy picture that night.

I still have a lot of affection for Temple, even if it's some way down my list (I actually prefer Dial, but I genuinely liked Dial as a conclusion to the series). It's certainly the one that has dated the most awkwardly, and the White Saviour narrative is something I doubt would fly to day. That said, it's also in many ones one of the truest to the period it sought to emulate, in part I think down to its faithfulness to some of the very same tropes that are considered problematic nowadays. Making allowances for that, it's a film I always enjoy far more on a rewatch than I expect. It's much darker than I tend to recall, and the bit that in theory ****les me - the insertion of a kid - is also a much darker element. Note the way Jones treats Shortround. He's not treating him like a kid, more like an adult. Indy has a sidekick, but he doesn't strike me as a man embracing the role of fatherhood. By the time of Skull, things go in a different direction with Mutt (via Crusade, in which we get to see Indy relate to actual family for the first time, as a son himself, opposite the best performance of Connery's career, imo). A level of character development that is sometimes missed across the series.
 

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Speaking as someone who was already an adult when Raiders opened...

Raiders ****
Temple **
Crusade ***
Skull *
Destiny **

As I'm sure I've said here before, I saw Raiders on opening day in 1981 in a packed Times Square theater with ZERO spoilers - and at the time I was completely plugged into both the movie trade press and the geek publications like Starlog... and literally the only three things we knew beforehand was that it was a Lucas/Spielberg collaboration, it starred that Han Solo guy, and it was an homage to the 30s/40s adventure serials.

But... unlike later cohorts, we had actually SEEN those serials years earlier, because they were standard afternoon kiddie show fare along with vintage cartoons in the days when old b/w stuff was common, before most broadcasting and most TV sets were color. So we'd already recognized how much Star Wars had taken from the serials, especially Flash Gordon - the fast pace, constant action and firefights, crazy technology, villains in black and heroes in white, frequent cliffhanger escapes, the "wipe" scene transitions, THE OPENING TEXT CRAWL BEGINNING EACH CHAPTER...

Anyway, going in completely blind to Raiders was simply one of the greatest filmgoing experiences of my life - we were not prepared to experience arguably the best thrill-ride film of all time! And... I bought my first leather jacket soon after.
 

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^ Lucas ran a television series octogenarian Indy feature format twenty or thirty years ago
that was quite good. I only caught a single, though singular episode set inside a museum
photographic exhibit centered the 1917 Russian Revolution. Exceptional quality.

I've habitually pitched the Jonesy film canon to youngsters, hoping they'd catch on to
some classic exceptional product.
 

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