Well, just for the sake of pride I will say that I did my review first, but Joshua Sharf wrote a very fine review of the film and delved into the contrast with the liberal homage that the Warren Beatty film was. I enjoyed reading this article. I think I’ll watch the film again. It’s worth it.
Camera Girl rarely requests a movie so when she does, I try to meet her halfway. She told me she saw an interview with Kevin Costner on one of her girlie morning shows and he was talking about a Netflix movie he was in called “The Highwaymen.” We both liked Costner in “Open Range,” so I was willing to give this a shot. I’m glad I did.
Kevin Costner and Woody Harrelson play two retired Texas Rangers (actually the Rangers had been disbanded by a woman Texas governor named Ma Ferguson (played by Kathy Bates) who are called out of retirement out of desperation because Bonnie and Clyde were on a murder and robbery spree that even the FBI couldn’t stop. Costner and Harrelson are (respectively) Frank Hamer and Maney Gault. Although most of the time Maney calls Frank, Pancho. The two old lawmen discover that they’ve lost more than a step and after testing out their current accuracy with pistols they decide to invest heavily in machine guns to try and even up the fight with the Barrow gang.
Every few days the Barrows murder a few more police and always in a brutal and sadistic way. When one particular shooting is recorded to have involved a thousand rounds of ammunition Maney questions if he and Pancho are even sane for contemplating a confrontation with these trigger-happy killers. And in fact, the FBI is also dead set against the old pair getting involved in the manhunt once the two rangers leave Texas soil. They taunt them for their old-fashioned methods and flaunt their access to wire-tapping information and coordinated roadblocks across the Mid-West.
But what the old men do possess is an understanding of how these desperados think and operate. Hamer anticipates the ways that the gang avoids the police and why they will end up down in Louisiana where they will face their reckoning.
And of course, since this is the story of Bonnie and Clyde, we see a torrent of lead, riddle the gangsters’ car and bodies with bullets. It is a sobering sight.
During the manhunt we learn a little about Maney and Frank and how they developed the reputation as mankillers. We see that Gault is a man filled with remorse for some of the excesses that were forced on him in his days shooting it out with bandits. And we find out that Hamer is the ruthless opponent he is because of his personal knowledge of how dangerous and unhesitating their opponents really are.
Although the movie shows just how popular Bonnie and Clyde were for the young and poor people in the Mid-West it in no way portrays them as victims. Bonnie is especially shown to take a sadistic delight in terrifying her victims at the moment of death. The one really touching scene is when Hamer comes face to face with Clyde Barrow’s father. You see the opposite points of view on what caused Clyde’s fate but he learns that the man has come to terms with the action that he knows Hamer must perform, kill his son. He needs it done to put an end to his family’s agony.
Costner and Harrelson are an odd couple and Costner is the straight man to Harrelson’s slightly eccentric character. They do a good and generally understated job of showing us the story of how Bonnie and Clyde were finally stopped.
It’s a good crime drama and well worth the time spent. Well done, Camera Girl, well done.
I always considered Finney an enjoyable actor to watch, always fun. Miller’s Crossing and The Dresser are the two roles I liked him in best. He was also good in Scrooge and Annie (both musical comedies which I rarely can enjoy). Rest in Peace.
The Coen Brothers are filmmakers who have a long established track record but are so idiosyncratic that it is unwise to assume anything about their new works without confirmation. They are extremely inventive and original and also have an extremely dark sense of humor. I was a big fan of their work until I saw “No Country for Old Men.” Although I consider that movie a very good film the nihilistic story line coinciding with the state of affairs in the world in 2007 created a visceral reaction in me such that I avoided all of their subsequent films. This continued until they produced True Grit. At that point, because of the subject matter, curiosity got the better of me and I watched it. Well it was a very enjoyable film and for that reason I decided to give this other western film from the Coen Brothers a chance.
Last night I watched the Ballad of Buster Scruggs and true to form it was completely unpredictable. Or rather, in a predictably Coen Brothers manner it was extremely inventive and original and also had an extremely dark sense of humor. The movie is made of a series of six vignettes that share an Old West theme.
- “The Ballad of Buster Scruggs”
- “Near Algodones”
- “Meal Ticket”
- “All Gold Canyon”
- “The Gal Who Got Rattled”
- “The Mortal Remains”
Because they’re all short stories I won’t spoil any of them by narrating them. None of the stories are related and the only recurring theme is the cruel irony that fate weaves into every story. Mixed in with this bleak picture are varying portions of humor, absurdity, cruelty, sadness, warmth and even affection. But the overarching impression is bitter humor. Several of the character sketches are intricate and appealing. Others are caricatures. But each of them is appropriate to the story in which it occurs. In one story having to do with a gold prospector, “All Gold Canyon,” the cinematography is extremely fine and the landscapes striking. In one story, “Meal Ticket,” there are grotesque aspects that are a bit off-putting so those who don’t care for such things should be forewarned.
Maybe because 2019 isn’t as depressing as 2007 I don’t find myself repelled by this movie as I was with their earlier one. Maybe it’s the historical separation that allows me emotional immunity from the dark content. I will recommend this movie for those who have a strong bent for darker content. Don’t look for any affirmation of life in this film. A sardonic leer is what it seems to offer in my estimation.
Hell or High Water is a movie about two brothers in West Texas, Toby and Tanner (played by Chris Pine and Ben Foster), that plan and carry out a bank robbing spree. Jeff Bridges is Texas Ranger Marcus Hamilton who along with his partner Alberto are investigating this carefully planned series of robberies. The movie follows both sides of the story. We get into the heads of all four protagonists and understand their motivations and idiosyncrasies. I won’t spoil the plot details or the ending but I would say this is one of the better movies I’ve seen in a few years. It’s not a big movie and there is nothing very surprising about plot or character. But the acting is good and the plot and dialog are spot on. Another aspect of the movie that I really enjoyed was the soundtrack. Unsurprisingly it’s country music and it even includes a track by Colter Wall, a young country singer songwriter that I enjoy. But all the cuts fit into the action and enhance the movie for me.
The movie gives you both points of view. The law enforcement officers, intent on stopping the crime spree and the outlaw brothers in their desperate attempt to get even with a system that they see as rigged against them.
I highly recommend this film.
In a recent post I said that the current revolt on the Right could be described as the Falling Down Revolt. This references the 1993 movie, “Falling Down,” that starred Michael Douglas as a divorced, recently laid off defense industry engineer, named William Foster, who, while stopped on the Los Angeles freeway on a sweltering hot day discovers he has reached the end of his rope. He leaves his car in the middle of traffic and goes on a trek across the mean streets of Los Angeles to see his young daughter on her birthday. Along the way he runs into all the dysfunctional aspects of modern America. There is the Korean inconvenience store where the clerk won’t let you have change unless you pay larcenously high prices, the fast food store where a minute after the prescribed time breakfast becomes an impossibility and the food looks nothing like the nice pictures on the wall. There are the Mexican street gangs holding up a stranger at knifepoint and then peppering a whole sidewalk full of neighbors with automatic weapons fire to revenge themselves on someone who didn’t allow himself to be robbed. There are construction sites that spring up and leave the drivers stopped in place for hours, not to repair streets but just to maintain the size of the city construction budget. There are the panhandlers and psychotic hate-mongers and all manner of unhappy people wherever he turns.
At the end of the film the police detective (played by Robert Duvall) following behind Foster’s trail of destruction figures out that Foster’s unconscious plan is to commit a murder suicide against his wife and daughter. When Duvall tells him he’s under arrest Foster and the detective have this exchange:
- “I’m the bad guy?” he asks, in a moment of rare clarity.
- “Yeah,” says Robert Duvall’s police officer evenly, pointing a gun at his chest
- “How did that happen?”
Now, up until the very end of the film Foster actually seems like a well-meaning guy who’s having a nervous breakdown in the middle of a city that is psychotic. When he replies to the detective, he tells his side of it. To paraphrase Foster, “I always did what they told me was the right thing and now I’ve been thrown away by my job and my family. I’ve been lied to.” The detective tells him that everyone has been lied to but that what Foster did isn’t justified.
“I always did what they told me was the right thing and now I’ve been thrown away by my job and my family. I’ve been lied to.” This is the crux of the analogy. The regular joes were just doing all the right things we were told we should be doing. We were being the good guys and bending over backwards to help the other guys out and what is our reward? We’re told that we’re the bad guys. That’s the whole thing in a nutshell. I guess you could say it’s insult on top of injury. And if they hadn’t added the insult at the end, when they thought it was already too late for us to do anything, they probably would’ve gotten away with it. But these folks on the left just have to rub it in. They not only want to destroy their enemies but they also need them to grovel too.
So that’s how we got here. We can make a good showing for ourselves now that we know who and what we are up against. We don’t actually have to help them dig the hole they want to bury us in. We can stop paying them extortion money as they have no intention of showing gratitude because of it. In fact, it only makes the Left more self-righteous about their entitlement. Basically, it’ll be every man for himself, if I may be so bold to use the singular masculine pronoun. So that’s why I think Falling Down is relevant. We don’t want to pay for being the good guys if we’re still gonna be called the bad guys anyway.
Here’s my retrospective on 2018, completely subjective of course and whenever I can’t make up my mind or I don’t want to leave something out I’ll cheat and provide more than one choice. And that’s one of the wonderful things about being the boss, you get to break the rules and do what you want.
Best Quotes of the Day
Some are political, some philosophical and some just human nature. The order is just chronological of their appearance on the site.
“In the many forms of government which have sprung up there has always been an acknowledgement of justice and proportionate equality, although mankind fail in attaining them, as indeed I have already explained. Democracy, for example, arises out of the notion that those who are equal in any respect are equal in all respects; because men are equally free, they claim to be absolutely equal.”
“No state will be well administered unless the middle class holds sway.”
“When there aren’t any smart decisions, I suppose you just have to pick the stupid decision you like best.”
Orson Scott Card
“No one likes the fellow who is all rogue, but we’ll forgive him almost anything if there is warmth of human sympathy underneath his rogueries. The immortal types of comedy are just such men.”
W. C. Fields
“Every normal man must be tempted, at times, to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin slitting throats.”
Carpe diem! Seize the day! Rejoice while you are alive; enjoy the day; live life to the fullest; make the most of what you have. It is later than you think.
“And this is the simple truth – that to live is to feel oneself lost. He who accepts it has already begun to find himself, to be on firm ground. Instinctively, as do the shipwrecked, he will look around for something to which to cling, and that tragic, ruthless glance, absolutely sincere, because it is a question of his salvation, will cause him to bring order into the chaos of his life. These are the only genuine ideas; the ideas of the shipwrecked. All the rest is rhetoric, posturing, farce.”
If civilization had been left in female hands we would still be living in grass huts.
Best Books Reviewed
I’ll have to go with the Galaxy’s Edge series:
Over the course of 2018 I read and reviewed all eight of the volumes in the main series (first volume linked above) and they only got better as the series went along. It was good old mil-sci-fi space opera. I assume I won’t live long enough to see the end of the series but so far that isn’t a problem. I look forward to the next installment soon and am in no way tired of this particular universe. Kudos to Anspach and Cole. Long may they stoke their dumpster fire at the Edge of the Galaxy!
Fiction Runners Up:
“The Hidden Truth” by Hans G. Schantz
Schantz has also upped his game as his series progresses and the “The Brave and the Bold,” the third volume, is the best so far. Kudos to him.
“Southern Dust” by Caspar Vega
Vega is an acquired taste for me and as I’ve written about him, “It’s for those who like gritty crime dramas with a staccato, post-modern, minimalist writing style.” Even though my tastes are a little more conventional I appreciate that there is an audience for the more unusual so I look around for interesting stuff. As I’ve said before, your call.
The two books listed below provide two different takes on the way to interpret the results of ancient DNA analysis.
“The 10,000 Year Explosion: How Civilization Accelerated Human Evolution” by Gregory Cochran and Henry Harpending
“Who We Are and How We Got Here; Ancient DNA and the New Science of the Past” by David Reich
David Reich being an academic embedded in the politically correct culture of the university system treads ever so gently around the edges of how the science of human genetic history should be interpreted. Cochran and Harpending are much more direct and sometimes possibly presumptuous in the conclusions they draw from the evidence. Both books together tell a fascinating story of how much we now know about the complex and diverse origins of the various human populations.
Science Fiction & Fantasy
The Incredibles 2
This is a kids’ movie but it far exceeds any of the other “superhero” movies for just plain entertainment value. I won’t say it was as original as the first installment but it mostly kept to the spirit of the original and provided a fun vehicle for parents (or grandparents) to enjoy a movie with their kids.
This is a twofer. For younger folks I’ll only recommend the new version by the Coen Brothers. For people who grew up on the John Wayne movies of old I recommend they view both movies back to back in chronological order. They each have facets to its advantage. Each differs slightly from the source material. But each is a fine movie. And I’ll also recommend the novel that is the source for the movies. It also has facets that aren’t available in either movie.
Album of the Year
Colter Wall by Colter Wall
Song of the Year
Pan Bowl by Sturgill Simpson
My music choices are very idiosyncratic so I won’t try to justify them. To paraphrase a recent annoying politician, they just reflect who I am Pan Bowl is an older song from Simpson’s 2014 album.
The only truly notable television I watched in 2018 was the State of the Union address by the president. Everything else was at best just okay.
On – Line Articles
Here are the articles that I thought were informative on our political situation. There were many others that were intersting but these seem to encapsulate the developments in the political thinking this year. Basically it’s the red-pilling of the normies.
These are of course the most subjective things to judge. I just kind of liked these a lot. I admit they are absurd but such is life.
Here are my favorite photos of the year.
In the Coen Brothers’ version of “True Grit,” there are several conversations between Rooster Cogburn and Texas Ranger LeBoeuf where Rooster made it clear he considered LeBeouf a blowhard. After the incident where LeBoeuf is dragged feet first behind a horse and shot through his shoulder he is recovering in the cabin they have occupied.
(Inside the Cabin)
As Mattie enters. We see LeBoeuf musing before the fire as he cleans his Sharp’s carbine —an awkward operation given the injury to his shoulder, now bandaged. All we see of Rooster, seated further from the fire, is a pair of boots, and legs stretching into darkness. Mattie goes to the pot of food on the fire.
“Azh I understand it, Chaney——or Chelmzhford, azh he called himshelf in Texas——shot the shenator’zh dog. When the shenator remonshtrated Chelmzhford shot him azh well. You
could argue that the shooting of the dog wazh merely an inshtansh of malum prohibitum, but the shooting of a shenator izh indubitably an inshtansh of malum in shay.”
Rooster is a voice in the darkness:
“Malum in se. The distinction is between an act that is wrong in itself, and an act that is wrong only according to our laws and mores. It is Latin.”
We hear the pthoonk of a bottle yielding its cork, followed by the pthwa of the cork’s being spit out.
“I am struck that LeBoeuf is shot, trampled, and nearly severs his tongue and not only does not cease to talk but spills the banks of English.”
We hear liquid slosh as the bottle is tipped back.
Today Camera Girl and I took grandsons Primus and Secundus to the local multiplex and watched a double feature of
- Ralph Breaks the Internet
Between tickets and popcorn this went for about a hundred bucks. And it was horrible. Having to twice sit through the interminable coming attractions and other advertising video was pure torture. Ralph Breaks the Internet was mildly amusing but twice as long as it needed to be. Plus, at the end I found out that Sarah Silverman was one of the voice actors. By the time Aquaman began I was bored and queasy from eating greasy popcorn.
It wasn’t bad. There was a little too much girl power being pitched and of course none of it made any sense at all but taken as a whole it wasn’t bad. The plot was ridiculously contrived and the evil half brother motif might as well have had Thor and Loki’s names filed down to protect DC from being sued by Marvel.
The special effects are, of course, spectacular. Due to his human/Atlantean hybrid ancestry the title role is performed as a regular guy who just happens to be a super hero that can breath under water and control the denizens of the deep. The rest of the Atlanteans try to sound like some kind of quasi-medieval nobility, sort of like how the Asgardians in the Thor movies do. It’s a little silly but not terrible.
I’ve never followed the Aquaman character before. I figured he was just the DC version of Submariner who was the lamest of the Marvel superheroes. From the ending sequence and the way these superhero franchises are handled it’s certain that there will be sequels. Not that I think there need to be any.
Bottom line, the movie has plenty of action and drama. The main character is likable and fulfills the function of a superhero by being heroic. And finally, the grandsons thought it was very good. So it fulfills its primary role, it amuses kids.
The Dead is the film adaptation of a James Joyce short story of the same name that is part of the “Dubliners” collection. It was the last picture directed by John Huston and was made shortly before he died. It starred his daughter Angelica Huston and a cast of Irish actors who are mostly unknown to American audiences. It’s the story of a New Year’s Party in Ireland in 1904. The protagonists are a husband and wife, Gabriel and Greta, visiting his aunts for the party. There are a number of characters who interact and exhibit the various foibles and characteristics found in a gathering of middle-class city dwellers. There is the drunkard and the old maids and the young women and men full of excitement about the cultural and political happenings. Music is a big part of the story with opera arias and piano concertos along the course of the party. But at last the story is a meditation on the transitory nature of life. Because it is an Irish story and specifically because it is James Joyce story it is very melancholy. But there is humor and the portrayal of the party is an amusing period piece of turn of the twentieth century Ireland. There is a number of mentions of the Irish Republican Army meetings plotting the coming uprising and the story is full of allusions to the Roman Catholic religion and the changing mores of the times.
But in the end, as the summation of the story, we see an intellectual coming to terms with the visceral nature of life. He feels that he’s never touched his wife’s heart the way the death of a childhood sweetheart did many years ago.
John Huston was a very sick old man when he made this film and the concept of mortality was of prime importance to him. And the James Joyce story is a good one. But I wonder how big the audience is for this movie. It’s a period piece and all the humor is mild and subdued. It’s highly sentimental and slow paced. I enjoy it a great deal and like it as a good end of year picture. But I would recommend prospective viewers consider in advance if they care for such tame and sad entertainment. I recommend this movie for the philosophic spirits out there.