absolutely nothing happens<\/em>. Three men wait for a
train. One catches a fly under the barrel of his
gun… then lets it go again. They wait some more.
This is a slower, more contemplative movie, and not
remotely about how many bandits Clint Eastwood can kill
in 90 minutes.<\/p>\n
Henry Fonda<\/strong> (famous for playing the
good-guy, brilliantly cast here as a ruthless killer
of women and children) is hired to shoot
Cardinale’s family because they own a piece of
land which will be valuable when the railroad comes
through. He kills the men and boys, but she
hasn’t arrived in town yet. When she discovers
she’s now the sole owner of the land, she
decides to fight to keep it.<\/p>\n
There’s also
Charles Bronson<\/strong> at his squinty best
as “Harmonica”, a silent man with a
debt to settle, and
Jason Robards<\/strong> as a bandit whom
Fonda tries to frame for the murders.
Aaaand… that’s about it.<\/p>\n
There are several points at which
Cardinale’s character Jill is
exploited or attacked, but she refuses to
give up. It is a struggle of power, and
while the attacks and prejudices suggest
that women are still as sidelined as they
were in the Middle Ages in my previous post,
the owner of the railroad doesn’t even
see her as a woman: just a small person who
can be bought or murdered to get them out of
the way like everyone else. It’s about
money, and large companies vs the
individual, not women or lone gunmen.
It’s barely a cowboy film at
all.<\/p>\n
And it is very much about money, because
that’s the final message. As the good
gunmen leave Jill to run the town herself,
you don’t know where they or the other
loners will go now. The time of individuals
carving out the frontier is over.
Civilisation has caught up, and their world
has been replaced by Banks and Corporations;
these men are relics and they know it
– powerless, irrelevant, unwanted. The
new money allows anyone, of any gender, with
no gun skills or army, to live securely and
with power over themselves. Jill as a
merchant not only represents the death of
the Old West, but is the one person who
thrives and succeeds in the entire movie. As
the romantic vision of the lone gunman rides
off into obsolesence, we miss it a little
but are reminded that the heroine of the
piece would never have had a chance to live
in safety under the old ways.<\/p>\n
It doesn’t have the quick
gratification of the
Dollars<\/strong> trilogy, but just a
few seconds of the trailer<\/a> is enough
to put a smile on my face. (Interestingly,
the trailer depicts nearly every time that
Jill is attacked or oppressed, when her
character and role is the opposite for
most of the actual film. I’m just
grateful they managed to put her on the
poster without making her boobs or legs
the focus.)<\/p>\n
None of this is why I love it, of
course. It’s the music, the crazy
camera shots, the 10-minute scenes, the
almost infinite time Leone can spend
looking at every crag on someone’s
unmoving face while gunfight melodies
swell in the background, and the
stunning performances from everybody
involved. Fonda’s incredibly hard
icy eyes. Bronson’s unflinching
return gaze. (Top comment on the YouTube
link to the trailer is
Chuck Norris took\ufeff one look at
Charles Bronson’s eyes and wet
himself.<\/em>) It’s an epic,
entertaining masterpiece. It IS
cinema. Several scenes were timed to
fit with the soundtrack for maximum
effect, and the end result is
remarkable. <\/p>\n
I’ll leave the last line to Wikipedia<\/a>:
<\/p>\n
In 2009, it was named to the
National Film Registry by the
Library of Congress for being
\u201cculturally, historically or
aesthetically\u201d significant
and will be preserved for all
time.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n