"Elvis was a hero to most, but he never meant shit to me. You see, straight-out racist the sucker was, simple and plain, motherfuck him and John Wayne." -- Public Enemy, "Fight the Power"
"When John Wayne, the Duke, died, they found 44 pounds of undigested fecal matter stuck in his intestine." -- Some guy with a creepy mustache on an infomercial for a colon cleansing product, seen by me at 4:30 a.m. a couple of Saturdays ago.
Both of these statements are probably completely false, but the sentiments behind them are true. John Wayne was a macho, right-wing, jingoistic, war hawk and I hated him for it. I also hated him because he seemed to be in every boring movie my grandfather and dad watched on Ted Turner's Superstation WTBS. A few years ago, I had to admit to myself that John Wayne was also in a lot of my favorite movies, and I also had to admit that I really liked watching him act. People are a lot of different things, and John Wayne is no exception.
Recommended:
Red River (Howard Hawks, 1948)
The Searchers (John Ford, 1956)
Rio Bravo (Howard Hawks, 1959)
The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance (John Ford, 1962)
Hatari! (Howard Hawks, 1962)
Donovan's Reef (John Ford, 1963)
True Grit (Henry Hathaway, 1969)
The Shootist (Don Siegel, 1976)
1 comment:
you speak the truth in few words. you should have been comissioned to write his obituary...or shall i say, his o-shit-uary.
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