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...town. Bill got a ride from a Volkswagon with only one free seat, and I was stuck for a long time up on a mountain. Snow fell for about an hour and I tried to light a fire under a bridge, but it didn't catch solid enough. A cowboy picked me up and left me at some cowboy exit: I was alone for too long. I scratched out an SOS sign, and after a few trucks ground by, a gold Cadillac slowed down but wouldn't let me near until I explained the sign. I guess I looked desperate...
...hand may shake and the stride may falter, but good old cowpokes just never quit. After 34 years of movie retirement between them, Cowboy Stars Roy Rogers, 63, and Joel MeCrea, 69, will be riding the range once again this summer in feature-length films. Rogers, who left movies 21 years ago and now runs an Apple Valley, Calif., museum, will star in Mackintosh and T.J., his 90th picture. "There's no leading lady, no shooting, some fights, but no blood spurting, and that's the way I wanted it," he says. MeCrea, who left 13 years...
Synthetic Desperation. Schlesinger and Screenwriter Waldo Salt collaborated previously on Midnight Cowboy, and The Day of the Locust has much the same mood of sentimental surrealism. Both films treat rather bizarre subjects in a comfortably slick fashion, so that nothing becomes very real or threatening. All decadence is decorative, all desperation synthetic. The Day of the Locust looks puffy and overdrawn, sounds shrill because it is made with a combination of self-loathing and tenuous moral superiority. This is a movie turned out by the sort of mentality that West was mocking...
...compared to his fellow presidents, a mixed lot at best. Ford is no dummy--he graduated in the top third of his class at Yale Law School. Although he admits that he reads only one book a month, and watches cowboy shows on T.V. for relaxation after work, Johnson, I.F. Stone wrote in 1963, "has hardly read a book in years" never reads when he can help it; prefers to get information by car, but rarely listens...
...French Connection. And speaking of Americans, who do we have on the big screen this week but good old Popeye Doyle? Shit fuck shit fuck, screech go the car wheels, bangity-bang go the guns, yessir that lonesome American cowboy Popeye is some fella. William Friedkin is not an untalented director by any means, nor is this really a bad movie, but it opened the door to so many repulsive ones that their grimy taste seems to merge with this in the memory. Gene Hackman's work here, like so much of the rest of it, is very good acting...