This early sound western is something of a novelty. Shot on location in scenic locations in Arizona, it shows a visual sensibility
from the Silent Era, while featuring the onscreen talents of two actors we
don’t associate with each other today—William “Bill” Boyd before fame found him
as Hopalong Cassidy, and Clark Gable, before fame found him, period.
Plot. Boyd is the
grown foster son of a cattleman (William Farnum), and yearns to see Farnum
reconciled with a former partner (J. Farrell MacDonald), both of whom found him
as a toddler in the desert. In a complicated plot, Boyd discovers tungsten ore on
MacDonald’s land and tries unsuccessfully to get the two men to partner again
in what promises to be a lucrative mining project. But a couple of decades of
ill will have kept the two men enemies. Boyd then approaches MacDonald with a
mining deal of his own, and soon they are in business together.
Boyd also has eyes on MacDonald’s pretty rifle-toting
daughter (Helen Twelvetrees). This does not go down well with a new employee
(Clark Gable), a ranch hand who hires on in the middle of escalated hostilities
between the two former partners over access to water. He sabotages the mining
operation and interferes with time-sensitive delivery of ore in repayment of
bank loans.
Boyd, Gable |
Boyd and
Gable. Boyd is his recognizable self, the
friendly, well-intentioned man who would become Hopalong Cassidy. He’s already
showing the beginnings of girth and isn’t sure yet how to be comfortable in
front of the camera. Gable, in one of his first credited roles, is hardly
recognizable, only his dimples and a youthful version of his trademark voice
giving him away. Cast as a villain, he comes across as three-dimensional,
without the usual stereotypical flourishes of villainy normally found in early
westerns.
It’s interesting that the two actors are cast almost as
equals in narrative weight. In the final confrontation between them, which
takes place in a saloon, there is no big fistfight or shooting. Gable tries to
draw on Boyd, but Boyd knocks away his gun hand and then puts him on the floor
with a single punch. Clean and to the point. No showing off.
Helen Twelvetrees, J. Farrell MacDonald, Clark Gable |
What to look for. The
black-and-white cinematography is often dramatic. A mule train is photographed
from a low angle, as stormy clouds fill the sky overhead. Then a distant rider
is observed in silhouette mysteriously following along a ridgeline. Scenes of
men on horseback are played out against badland rock formations, and we see
shots of buttes and desert wastes, with cattle stampeding in clouds of dust.
There is humor in the film, as a whiskery prospector
(Charles Sellen) stammers through the telling of a story and later is too drunk
to hold a coherent conversation with a sullen Gable. Though firearms are
brandished now and again, there are few gunshots and shootings.
Sound technology is often primitive, especially in the
early scenes—exteriors that sound like they were later dubbed. The pace of
dialogue is deliberately slow, filled with pauses, as if to assure audibility
by microphones. One has to remember that talking pictures were in their
infancy, and mastery of recording naturalistic dialogue was still years away.
Wrapping up. This
76-minute film is instructive and at times entertaining as an example of an
early western movie. It bears comparison with the Gary Cooper The Virginian
(1929), as each contributed to the transition to sound and the impact that the
new technology had on the development of the B-western. Director Howard Higgin and writer Tom Buckingham had numerous writing and directing credits in the 1920s and 30s.
The Painted Desert
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Laurence, The Stone Angel (1964)
I thought this film flatly, and/or unimaginatively directed and all of the actors deserved much better. Gable, on sheer power and presence dominates whatever and whenever. A curiosity and as such worth seeing.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poster, he's wearing too much guyliner though.
ReplyDeleteGood to point out that direction often accounts for what doesn't work well in a movie like this.
ReplyDeleteClark Gable in a western? I wouldn't have thought of it, or recognised him, so young and without a moustache.
ReplyDeleteClark Gable made quite a few westerns. Across The Wide Missouri, Lone Star, The Misfits, and if you broaden the definition a shade, Honky Tonk.
DeleteThank you, Barry. I'll be on the lookout for those films.
DeletePrashant, the films are variable but he is more than watchable in all. Across The Wide Missouri was re-edited and what remains is a truncated version of what might have been. Gable is unusual and beautiful in his work here. worth watching, despite narrative shortcomings just for that.
DeleteI see Gable got no billing in the colorful poster. I think I saw this when I was about four or five years old and would've fallen to sleep on the floor up front before very long into it.
ReplyDeleteknowing my sensibilities, I'd probably not watch this. I probably should
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