Preview audiences reportedly were roused by such strong reactions
to this film that many left the theater in protest. Sam Peckinpah’s The Wild
Bunch immediately won a reputation for its
graphic violence. Because of or in spite of that, it quickly found a place on
most western fans’ top 10 list. Over 40 years later, it remains a powerful and
absorbing story.
Plot. Part of the
impact of the story is its simplicity. Without a lot of twists and turns, it
follows a gang of thieves led by William Holden from a failed railroad robbery
to a successful one and then on to their deaths. In a parallel subplot, they
are followed into Mexico, where most of the story takes place, by a raggedy
group of hired guns, led by Robert Ryan.
That’s pretty much it.
It’s 1913 or thereabouts, and Mexican federal troops are
fighting a losing battle against revolutionaries led by Pancho Villa. Holden
and his gang (Ernest Borgnine, Warren Oates, Ben Johnson, Jaime Sanchez) agree
with a Mexican general to steal a shipment of arms from a train just north of
the border. The train is guarded by a contingent of U.S. soldiers.
William Holden |
A half hour in the middle of the film is a hold-your-breath
portrayal of the train robbery and an escape with the guns across the border,
Ryan and the troopers in hot pursuit. The sequence is beautifully shot and
edited, with moments of both nail-biting suspense and comedy.
Character. With over
two hours at its disposal, the film has time to thoroughly explore its
characters, and it does. We first see the members of the gang disguised as
cavalrymen. In Mexico, they gradually shed the uniforms and dress as very
different individuals. From a distance you can tell them apart by the hat each
has found to wear.
William Holden is especially strong as Pike Bishop (wasn’t
there a famous Bishop Pike in the 1960s?), a man of easy stature who happens to
be an outlaw. By the way he carries himself, you can see he has the
intelligence and the experience to command this group of men. He seldom needs
to raise his voice, but when he does, it keeps them in line.
Without question, he is the most admirable man in the film.
His leadership of the gang is both firm and fair. When Johnson and Oates want
to cut Sanchez’s share of the take, because he’s young and Mexican, Holden sets
them straight. The deal was equal shares for everybody, period.
Robert Ryan |
By comparison, Harrigan the railroad man (Albert Dekker), is a cheap bastard
who hires Ryan to bring in Holden’s gang, but hamstrings him with the support
of incompetents. The townsfolk are a pious bunch of temperance advocates. The
U.S. Army troops are no more than unseasoned and disorganized young recruits.
The Mexican general is a drunken, womanizing despot, and his men are no
better.
Sympathy, where there is any in the film, goes to the poor
villagers who are at the mercy of the Mexican federales. And we are meant to
sympathize with Ryan. He and Holden are former partners in crime. Saddled with
an impossible job, Ryan is threatened with being sent back to Yuma prison if he
fails. From the look on his face, we know that his respect for Holden gives him
feelings that are more than mixed.
Evil. Peckinpah’s
wild bunch is not so much wild as they are simply day-by-day survivors in a
dark and amoral world. In the opening scenes, a gathering of
small boys and girls watches with fascination as two scorpions are being
tormented by a swarm of ants. Far from being sweetly innocent, they’re shown as happily participating in human cruelty.
During the gun battle that puts a temperance parade in the
crossfire between Ryan’s men and Holden’s, the children watch not with horror
but fascination and excitement. While bodies still litter the street, they are
reenacting the scene, pointing their fingers and firing imaginary guns. To be
childlike in the film is to be insensitive to violence and suffering.
Ernest Borgnine |
Women are not exempted from this dark view of depravity. In
the Mexican fort, where there seems to be an ongoing fiesta, often verging on
orgy, they crowd onto the officers’ laps to be fondled. In one scene, as a captive
is being dragged behind the general’s open car, several have jumped on board
and you hear their high-spirited laughter.
Where Peckinpah is supposed to have wanted to adversely
shock audiences with a realistic, bloody portrayal of violence, he may have
been less than successful. You can argue that the film feeds an appetite for
even more graphic violence. Like the children raptly gathered around the
scorpions and ants in the opening scene, audiences are entertained by violence.
Hard to say how much it would take to jolt us out of that addiction.
Women. A feminist
reading of the film would note the absence of women characters who are neither
temperance fanatics nor cheap whores. There is no Maureen O’Hara (The Deadly
Companions, 1961) or Senta Berger (Major Dundee, 1965) for a love interest. The best that can be
said is that Holden’s gang treats their whores either playfully or tenderly.
Only hot-blooded Sanchez is moved to put a bullet in the back of a girlfriend
who left him for the high life with the generalissimo.
Sentiment, where you find it in the film, is for the
old-fashioned manly virtues long the subject of western films—loyalty,
friendship, honesty, respect, keeping one’s word, and defending the weak and downtrodden. And outside
of Holden’s gang, those virtues are in short supply here.
Ben Johnson, Warren Oates |
Wrapping up. The
Wild Bunch is hardly an “overlooked movie.” Peckinpah’s loyal fan
base and continuing attention by film historians keep the film on most critics’
list of top favorites. After The Deadly Companions (reviewed here), and Major Dundee (reviewed here), The Wild Bunch was a giant leap in achievement.
The many parts of the story fit together so smoothly, and the
performances are so memorable. The cinematography is an expert blend of long
shots that capture the terrain and close-ups that make the characters vividly
and precisely drawn. Much of the film’s impact is in the innovative editing,
especially in the action sequences, which involve many characters and points of
view. Both the opening and closing gun battles convey utter confusion without
being confusing themselves.
The film was shot in color and Panavision on location in Mexico. The screenplay was co-written by Walon Green and Peckinpah. Green went on to a career as writer and producer of several long-running TV series: Hill Street Blues, Dragnet, ER, and Law and Order. The Wild Bunch is
currently available at netflix and at amazon and Barnes&Noble. For today’s
reviews of truly overlooked movies, click on over to Todd Mason’s blog.
Coming up: Old West glossary, no. 55
One of my favorite westerns. A great film and a great cast.
ReplyDeleteI agree, Walker.
DeleteRon, I loved this film and it was such a long time ago that I'd forgotten about it. My pick of the terrific cast is Ernest Borgnine who, I'd think, outlived all his co-stars. I always preferred Borgnine in a villainous role. A very versatile actor.
ReplyDeleteBorgnine is good but kind of subdued in this film. I've long wanted to see his Oscar-winning performance in MARTY, but never have.
DeleteEveryone loves this one.
ReplyDeleteDefinitely one I enjoyed.
ReplyDeleteI remember hearing some of the hue and outcry about all the violence in this movie, but I thoroughly enjoyed it.
ReplyDeleteThe Film.
ReplyDeleteSame as everyone else - one of my favorites. You did a terrific job of reviewing. Now I wish I had it in my collection so I could pop up some corn and watch tonight.
ReplyDeleteDefinitely a movie you can watch all or parts of and enjoy again.
DeleteI still prefer RIDE TH HIGH COUNTRY...but this one is certainly better than everything that followed for Peckinpah...
ReplyDelete(Clearly, I'm too stoic for Es in "the"...)
DeleteTodd, all is forgiven.
DeleteWhen I first saw this film it was in Hollywood and the only available seats were in the front row. After the opening massacre I thought to myself, this is just the opening what is the ending going to be like?!. Great acting and direction make this one of the best westerns of all-time.
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