Year of Eastwood #45

The Gauntlet (1977)

Starring: Eastwood, Sondra Locke
Directed by Eastwood

After the cluster of ho-hum crime dramas from the recent Clint films, it’s refreshing to break out of the funk with a tried and true action bust ‘em up from the vault of Clint‘s heyday. The year was 1977 … the country was just settling into the Jimmy Carter Presidency, Star Wars was breaking records at the box office, and the Laff Olympics were pitting the Scooby Doobies against the Yogi Yahooeys. And Clint was making movies with Sondra Locke.

Clint is a cop with attitude problems. Sondra is a wise-cracking witness to some mob crimes. Clint is a booze hound who has lost his way. Sondra is a high-price call girl with a heart of coal. And when they get together, the sparks fly. Nothing much new here, so we might as well shoot up as much stuff as we can. On three separate occasions, there’s enough gunfire for complete and total obliteration … be it a car or a bus or even a house. One time on Myth Busters, the dudes tried to debunk the belief that a machine gun could mow down a tree … let alone knock down an entire house.

Let’s see, what else? Hmm, Clint and Sandra fall in love - but I guess that’s to be expected. And the police chief that Clint trusted ends up double crossing him. Clint’s partner gets shot and killed. And the final climax, down the streets of Phoenix, pits Clint driving an armored bus against hundreds of Arizona cops lined up on the streets firing thousands of bullets at Clint (and each other?).

Clint’s career has basically come down to three successful phases: the Spaghetti Western (which led to many other successful westerns, culminating in Unforgiven), Dirty Harry (which led to a string of anti-hero cop-types, culminating in In the Line of Fire), and Play Misty for Me (which stretched Clint as a director in genres that were atypical of his usual style, culminating in Million $$$ Baby).

Of course, there’s been a multitude of ongoing Clint themes in this Year of Eastwood: the sneer, the young ladies, and Clint’s aversion to marriage. But the one element that can be found at the heart of almost every Clint film is redemption.

Clint’s characters are always flawed. His inability to follow authority. He drinks too much. He’s too old to change his ways. He’s just not a very good pig farmer. But during the course of the two hours that audiences sit in a darkened theatre being entertained with the ‘splosions and the orangutans - they are witness to Clint being transformed into a better person. Usually bloodied and beaten, but strong enough to prevail in the end.

Clint has never been the Tom Hanksy everyman or have the Jimmy Stewartish purity but he remains a likable spirit despite all of his downfalls … and in the end, crowds root for him to succeed. Clint has connected with the American public desire to be the good guy, the strong but silent type - who can be kicked down and dragged around, but can only stands it for so long … and then watch out when he comes out swinging.

So, even though he hooks up with Sondra in the end, Clint has regained his self respect after surviving the Gauntlet by proving everyone around him wrong who assumed he would be the weak link. And he did it to prove to himself that he could do it against all odds … plus it’s got a kick-ass poster (and I’m running out of clichés).

Year of Eastwood #44

True Crime (1999)

Starring: Eastwood

Directed by Eastwood

It’s hard to imagine that True Crime would break much new ground in the ongoing legacy that is the Eastwood canon. Clint is a washed up newspaper reporter, who’s nose for the truth has mislead him enough that usually he finds himself passed out drunk every night. But, wonder of all wonders, True Crime breaks new ground because the Clintster is a married man and even has a young daughter back home.

Not that it’s all marital bliss, Clint still chasing after the ladies - kissing on Mary McCormick before she does some driving under the influence and smashes her car on Dead Man’s Curve. And Clint’s banging Dennis Leary’s wife - who just happens to be his desk editor back at the Daily Planet ... So finally Clint has settled down but he don’t seem to be interested in spending much time with the old ball ‘n chain.

The (soon to be dead) Mary McCormick was assigned to interview a murderer on death row, but what with the aforementioned dirt nap, she couldn’t make her appointment so Clint has to fill in. But Clint’s nose starts tingling again and he soon has plans bigger than just the average human interest sidebar. Clint gets it into his head that this man is innocent but as editors in movies are apt to do, James Woods doesn’t want to hold up the deadline just cause Clint wants to save some guy’s life.

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Isaiah Washington - before he got himself into all sorts of trouble on Grey’s Anatomy - paces back and forth and acts all peaceful and stuff as the death row inmate. His young daughter colors him some pictures, he gets to snuggle a bit with his wife, and he enjoys a delicious final meal … all the while Clint is trying to solve the mystery of the dead girl at the convenience store. Whew, it’s hard to keep track of all the dead people in this movie.

Michael Jeter was the key witness, but it turns out he didn’t see much at all. There was another guy at the scene, but he’s dead and his grandma ain’t too interested in bringing back the bad memories. The gas chamber is all fired up and Clint decides to get drunk. But then a necklace blows the case wide open and Clint has to weave his way to the Governor’s mansion to stop the execution. So Clint saves the day, buys a stuffed hippo for his daughter, and asks Lucy Liu out on a date. Roll credits.

Obviously, Clint is able to spot young talent and established stars stand in line to appear in his latest picture. Despite being a huge star, he always makes room for other actor’s to have their moment. Clint learned early on in his Spaghetti Westerns that there is power in silence. He also knows that by allowing other actors to shine it means less lines for him to memorize.

Recently, Bill Murray talked about how much he's always admired Clint's style. Early on, Clint met with Bill just as his star was on the rise with movies like Meatballs and Stripes. Bill wanted to work with Clint because he knew he would get all the best lines. Clint suggested a few movies they could do together but none of them panned out … guess that's one cop buddy film that was never meant to be.

Year of Eastwood #43

Blood Work (2002)

Starring: Eastwood
Directed by Eastwood

Clint is in full old-man pants hiked up to the chest mode in Blood Work, a forgettable murder mystery from a few years ago which garnered attention from nearly no one when it was released. Clint seemed to settle into the old guy routine following Unforgiven, but that hasn’t stopped him from casting young ladies as his love interests. This time, the lady must be at least 30 years younger than Clint but that doesn’t stop her from jumping in bed with him even though he’s got her sister’s heart in his chest … oops, got ahead of myself there.

So Clint starts out the movie chasing down a serial killer thru the streets, probably jumping some rooftops and knocking over a few fruit stands … but when it comes time to scale the chain link gate that always seems to appear out of nowhere in these alleys - Clint’s ticker gives out. He crumbles to the ground and the killer gets away. A few months later, Clint’s got a replacement heart and he seems to be content doing chores around the pig farm.

But then little Miss Hottie Santa Maria Conchita de Marco shows up at his house boat and wants Clint to pay her back for her dead sister’s heart. I guess it’s pretty much a given that she was dead, seeing as though Clint’s got her heart. But not only is she dead, she was murdered. And now Clint feels like the least he can do is find the killer. Plus, he’s been craving some chili rellanos.

Now, it might seem logical that Clint could use some bed rest, what with the major surgery and all. Well not to worry, that’s what Angelica Huston is here for. As Clint’s doctor, she strongly recommends that Clint refrain from certain activities - like lifting boxes over 15 lbs or firing shotguns or taking asphalt dives to avoid speeding cars. But Clint isn’t going to let anything as frivolous as a rib separator stop him from getting the job done. Plus, he’s got the help of his buddy Big Lebowski to drive him around town like Miss Daisy.

The cops don’t want Clint’s help in solving the murder. In what may be the singular worst performance in this Year of Eastwood, Paul Rodriguez cracks some crappy one-liners and nearly gets into fisticuffs with Clint … the man just had a heart transplant and you’re gonna punch him? But Clint doesn’t need any help from the cops, he can find all the information he needs on the internets. Clint using a computer. Well, [Cntrl Alt Del // !!] . The old man is still wondering where his diet cola is after hitting the Tab button. (I got that joke from the Simpsons.)

Turns out, the sister was one of a string of random murders which is maybe not so random after all. The victims all have the same blood type as (gasp) Clint - and the murders were all planned to provide Clint with a viable donor heart. But who would do such a thing? How about the slacker staying in the house boat next to Clint? How about Angelica Huston who seems to have absolutely no other reason for being in this movie?

It’s a tough day when you have to take the car keys away from grandpa. But Clint was reaching an age where it might lead some to conclude that the master was losing his edge. Blood Work surely did nothing to convince these critics otherwise … but Clint was just about to regain his stride in the next few years with Mystic River and Million $$ Baby and I’m sure that new Angelina Jolie movie is finally gonna get some attention for that lady which she’s been lacking so much of lately.