The Tall T
Boetticher never
got closer to create a warm feeling of security in the tradition of the John
Ford cavalry westerns, in which the cavalry fort was treated as a safe haven in the wilderness. This station may be small, but it's a warm place, a home for travelers in the middle of nowhere. We seem to have arrived in a more gentle
world than the bleak universe described in most other Boetticher westerns, but the
opening is delusive: the journey will lead Brennan back to this station,
and things will look radically different upon his return.
After his
visit to town, Brennan loses his horse in a bet so he must continue his journey
on foot. He is picked up by a stagecoach driver, his old time friend Ed Rintoon;
also on board are a newly married couple, Willard and Doretta. The stagecoach
makes a stop at the station, so Brennan can deliver the candy to the boy, but
at this point the kind movie takes a very dark turn: the place has been
overtaken by a ruthless bandit, Usher, and his pair of henchmen, Chink and
Billy Jack. Rintoon is shot when he reaches for his gun and Brennan soon discovers that the father and the boy
have been murdered in cold blood by the bandits. When Willard informs Usher that his father-in-law
would pay for Doretta's save return, the gang leader sends him with a ransom
note note of $50,000 ...
Instead of
being one of the most warm-hearted movies of the Ranown Cycle, The Tall T is
the bleakest and grittiest of them all. The violence is rather brutal and graphic for a film of '57 and it expresses a very dark, pessimistic vision on the human condition: all characters seem to be lost in life.
Usher saves Brennan's life because he prefers to talk to him rather than to the
two youngsters he's traveling with, Chink a psycho who made his first kill at
the age of eleven (his own father) and Billy Jack, a stray cat who doesn't even
know how old he is ("Mainly young"). Willard is a coward who only
married Doretta for her money; Doretta is frustrated about her plain looks and
married Willard because she feared to become an old maid ...
I have always enjoyed the movie, but it has never been a special favorite. Boeticher's best movies describe a journey through open country, with the travelers pausing somewhere, but not for long. The Tall T is a hostage drama and the action is largely confined to the lair the villains have chosen; the camera remains with the hostages and their guard(s) while others ride off. The film was shot on those magnificent Lone Pine locations - forever Boetticher territory - but the beauty created is more static, less filmic.
That said,
the film has a lot to speak for it: some great tension is created and the
casting is brilliant. Henry Silva and
Skip Homeier are perfectly believable as Chink and Billy Jack, two rebels
without a cause, but full of suppressed anger and sexual desire, and former
Mrs. Tarzan Maureen O'Sullivan convincingly embodies the suppressed sexuality
of a middle-aged woman, homely looking, but attractive enough to put some
notions into a young man's head. But at the core of the story, and the drama,
is of course this confrontation of Scott's character with the bandit leader Usher,
played to perfection by Richard Boone. Like most other Boetticher villains, he's Scott's
mirrored image, not the incarnation of evil, but the incarnation of Scott's
fears, an inner demon that can only be exorcized in the classic genre ritual of
the duel to the death. If he doesn't stand up against Usher, he'll
be exactly like him. He cannot let it happen:
Brennan: I'm going to finish this once and for all.
Doretta:
Oh, but why?
Brennan:
Some things a man can't ride around.
Dir: Budd Boetticher - Cast: Randolph Scott (Brennan), Richard Bonne (Usher), Maureen O'Sullivan (Doretta), Skip Homeier (Billy Jack), Henry Silva (Chink), John Hubbard (Willard), Arthur Hunnicut (Rintoon)
Dir: Budd Boetticher - Cast: Randolph Scott (Brennan), Richard Bonne (Usher), Maureen O'Sullivan (Doretta), Skip Homeier (Billy Jack), Henry Silva (Chink), John Hubbard (Willard), Arthur Hunnicut (Rintoon)
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