DVD Review: Red River
Published January 30, 2008
A great genre film is not necessarily a great piece of cinema, for the dictates of genre often run counter to the dictates of art; namely that genre demands familiar elements (aka clichés). As good an example of this dictum that can be found is director Howard Hawks’ 1948 (although filmed in 1946) black and white western Red River.
There is great debate amongst western aficionados as to who was the greater director of westerns, John Ford or Howard Hawks. Well, if one compares the two westerns most consider the two directors’ apexes in the genre, Ford’s The Searchers and this film, it’s no contest. Red River and Hawks win in a walk.
That’s because Hawks was basically concerned with narrative and characters while Ford obsessed over myth-making and caricatures. Even Ford tacitly admitted Hawks was the superior craftsman, for when he first saw Red River he is reputed to have exclaimed, of star John Wayne, "I didn't know the big son of a bitch could act."
Both films, of course, feature Wayne in an anti-hero role, and both are sweeping tales. But Red River features realistic characterization, great dialogue, and comedy in a first rate screenplay written by Charles Schnee and Borden Chase, which was adapted from Chase’s tale The Chisholm Trail. Above all, the film benefits from the screen debut of Montgomery Clift, who steals the film from Wayne as easily as his character does the cattle herd they are driving north to sell. Note the scene where Matt steps inside a cattleman’s office in Abilene. Watch Clift’s face as he ducks, because it’s been months since he was under a roof. That’s the sort of realistic reaction that takes little effort in writing or acting, but adds up to lifting a pedestrian film into a greater realism.
For those who think the Method way of acting meant only the gonzo sorts of performances put out by Marlon Brando and James Dean, Clift punctures that fallacy with ease, for he is simply terrific and effortlessly naturalistic as Matthew Garth, the surrogate son of Wayne’s Tom Dunson, a borderline psychotic who’ll shoot a man to death as easily as other men curse. The best way to describe Clift is as a much better looking and far more talented Tom Cruise.
But it’s Wayne’s role as Dunson that links this film to The Searchers. In the later Ford film, Wayne has always been credited with creating his first real villain, Ethan Edwards, a racist killer; but his essay as Dunson, eight years earlier, is more convincing, for we can relate to the man’s bitterness and motives. We do not identify with his quick and psychotic temper, but we understand what drives him. In The Searchers, Ford leaves Edwards as more of a tabula rasa, which would not be a bad thing, save there is no growth in the man. By the end of Red River, Tom Dunson has grown, although the denouement of this growth is perhaps the least satisfactory aspect of the film, for the ending just totally deflates, and seems highly unnatural given all the depth and, yes, complexity of the relationships between the two men, and the third main character, an old cuss named Groot (Walter Brennan), who is, for some reason, Dunson’s eternal sidekick.
- DVD Review: Red River
- Published: January 30, 2008
- Type: Review
- Section: Video
- Filed Under: Video: Westerns, Video: Drama, Video: Classics
- Writer: Dan Schneider
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Back on planet Earth: as I'm not PC, is it fair to say it's that time of the month, Jill?
"...Wayne has always been credited with creating his first real villain, Ethan Edwards, a racist killer..."
Remember, when the politically correct use the term racist, they simply mean white Gentiles who discriminate.
"I hate racists" translates to "I hate honkys!"
So, to translate the first quote: "his first real villain, Ethan Edwards, a honky killer"