Johnny Guitar (1954)

Why am I the only one starting these threads, lissener? :slight_smile:

A painstakingly choreographed “western,” this film is, as Scorcese put it; “the most operatic film in American Cinema.” This is quite true.

The entire film is pitched in a dramatic and the whole thing sweeps forward like a well choregraphed dance. What is captivating is how it juxtaposes the three main character sets in different operatic tones. The posse is very Wagnerian, but Vienna and Johnny swing wildly betwen Puccini and Mozart’s “The Magic Flute.” Vienna’s aria at the piano in particular reminded me of the Queen Of The Night aria. The scenes between Johnny and Vienna, however, were shades of La Boheme.

The catch for me, though, was that I don’t like opera.

The film is pretty high on my Top 50, but as much as I admire the tone and beauty of the film, I couldn’t put it in my top ten. The Big Sky occupies the “Western” slot there.

It is much like watching a sunset. It is beautiful to behold, but one can’t really connect with it at a high level.

Aaggh, preview is my friend. “Pitched in a dramatic tone.”

Also, Eve, I am siding with lissener. You are hereby commanded to sit through Johnny Guitar. :slight_smile:

Opera, schmopera :slight_smile: I always thought this was intended as some sort of *
homage* to German expressionist films, although I’m not enough of a expert on the genre to speak with authority.

I enjoyed its wildy over-the-top set and costume design, was thoroughly amused by the competition between Crawford and McCambridge to see who could chew the most scenery, and remain tickled by just how bent the sexual dynamics were among the main characters. It certainly is one of the most deeply weird movies I ever saw, and I like it well enough for that. Really, it should come off as completely silly (Johnny Guitar? The Dancin’ Kid? Surely the least macho names for a pair of desperadoes ever), but somehow doesn’t.

A western? Yeah, well, there are horses and cowboy hats, but IMO the western trappings are just so much window dressing.

Sterling Hayden is a vastly underappreciated actor, IMO. In this flick, as Johnny Clay in The Killing, Gen. Jack D. Ripper in Doctor Strangelove, and my personal fave, Roger Wade in The Long Goodbye; great performances all.

End of consciousness stream.

I can’t see much German influence in the picture. The characterizations you are talking about are opera. That is the point.

Ah, well, with that extra emphasis, I understand.

I was referring more to the look of the film (at least the saloon set) than anything else. Opera fits well enough; I’m not gonna argue about it. Re: the Expressionist angle, however, I could easily visualize Marlene Deitrich in the Crawford role. Or Madeleine Kahn.

Oh, I had forgotten about their starmaking performances in Des Kabinett Der Doktor Kaligari and Nosferatu, eine Symphonie Des Grauens.

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Um, Ilsa, I posted a paragraph each about like 12 or 15 movies in one thread, and received very little followup. So I don’t see that you’re the only one starting these topics.

Anyway, Johnny Guitar is certainly operatic in tone and, well, milieu, pardon my french. The colors are as unnaturally heightened and stylized as the performances and the stage sets. Ray lends the whole operation a kind of stagey artificiality that works very well nowadays, for example, when Mamet employs a similar approach. See K Hepburn in Sylvia Scarlet for another successful example. Or My Own Private Idaho.

By using this approach, Ray makes it clear that he’s not trying to make the viewer a fly on the wall at an actual, documentary occurrence: he’s staging it, like it’s Shakespeare (or Puccini), which makes the context part of the content. He’s acknowledging and making use of the cliches of the Western, rather than ignoring them as most second-rate genre directors do, hoping the audience will just suspend that part of their disbelief on faith.

I’m not entirely sure why, unless it’s to juxtapose the surface (Western melodrama) with the subtext (McCarthyism). To emphasize the gulf between the two components of the film. Or maybe for some other reason. Or maybe just because he’s a visual and stylistic extremist, like Ken Russell or Cecil B. Demille.

Just kidding man, chill. :slight_smile:

I believe that it is to juxtapose the surface with the subtexts. That seems to be the whole point of the film, the juxtaposition of characters and their environment as well as the juxtaposition of appearance and reality (Like the introduction of Johnny himself, which was an interesting trick to play on the audience.) I don’t see much of a gulf between the two components, I see the film as almost a visual metaphor for MCarthyism.

Also, you’re needed in the “Morons who won’t see good films” Pit thread. All hands are needed on deck for Spielberg bashing. :smiley: