Under-rated, under-seen and worth checking out for one of Coburn's earlier unflinching portraits of a totally selfish hombre who wrecks havoc upon any and all he comes into contact with.
Under-rated, under-seen and worth checking out for one of Coburn's earlier unflinching portraits of a totally selfish hombre who wrecks havoc upon any and all he comes into contact with.
Ihnat did a most commendable job ...
Actually, I am dying of watching two rare early Seventies flicks with James Coburn: "The Honkers" "Harry in your Pocket"
Under-rated, under-seen and worth checking out for one of Coburn's earlier unflinching portraits of a totally selfish hombre who wrecks havoc upon any and all he comes into contact with.
Ihnat did a most commendable job ...
Incidentally, do you know the first name of Steve Ihnat's son? Answer: Stefan.
If you can't corral the DVD immediately and wanna hypnotic glimpse of what we still maintain is THE Coburn performance that should've been nominated long before he won, go to YouTube (youtube.com/watch?v=KCU5fpL_Yek).
It's the betrayal scene in the restaurant (or "Scena del pub, Giù la testa", as it's entitled).
We admit we don't usually advocate watching such a major spoiler but it's a glimpse of Coburn at his most charismatic, haunted and conflicted ...
[ Intriquing, too, he finally teamed up with Leone since the story goes he was the director's first choice for The Man With No Name - but couldn't afford him! ]
The betrayal scene is terrific. I wish they had cast someone a little more familiar as his friend, though. It's such a significant part and it would have been a great cameo for another actor of Coburn's ilk.
It's a minor quibble. Sean is easily one of Coburn's best roles.
we were again incredibly impressed (hell, and we grew In – not up – on its original release) regarding his 60s cool (different from his buddy McQueen but just as masterly)
personal panache,
and anchored, effortless masculinity.
(Not to mention marveling once more at how utterly gloriously indispensable the Maestro’s marvelous music is).
Shows ya – some things of substance are timeless.
And yeah, we’re talking about you, dynamite Derek. Which, a’course, also sublimely
We’re with you in being kinda more partial to In rather than Our, also, Big A.
Not only because of the abundant visual enticements
but Goldsmith’s music is even more intoxicating.
The action sequences – especially the one right after this scene leading up to the escape attempt which winds up in the gym – still holds up humorously (and thrillingly) e’en now.
James Bond, Matt Helm and Derek Flint: wotta 60s’ Trinity! ...
Coburn certainly had tons of charisma and was Mr. testosterone.
'Only problem for me was that his FACE looks so like that of a once-famous British character actress, I'm told a very nice person in real life, called Peggy Mount! Peggy was a lady who played 'battle-axes' with a roaring voice in old '50s and '60s British comedy movies, Ealing etc.. She was huge too. So every time I see James Coburn, especially when he smiles, I think 'Peggy Mount'.
I was always mesmerised by the sheer number of his teeth.
I want to BE James Coburn! I want to have an apelike grin (I understand the chicks like that look), a shock of white hair, and that deep baritone voice. I want to be long and lanky and into Eastern religions and holistic medicine, too. Living in Beverly Hills can't be all that bad, either. I read that he was groovin' to music and playing his flute at home when the end came; I can think of worse ways to die...
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