It's the only viable approach to the Captain John Smith / Pocahontas story in a minefield of debris strewn by not only
our Western genre tradition, but also our newer guilt at how American Indians have been (and continue to be) portrayed in our culture: the most bestial, savage notions of the Natural have come around to their personification as an unsullied, Edenic embodiment of an impossibly harmonious nature.
Not exact matches
(The notion of a German bounty hunter in the Old West only makes sense, I think, in relation to the several spaghetti
western roles played by German actor Klaus Kinski; the surname of Django's wife pays homage to blaxploitation hero John Shaft, a rather brilliant means of bridging the gap between the far - reaching
genre traditions that Tarantino loves).
Great Directors on TCM: Akira Kurosawa Between his flawless translations of American
genre films (especially crime films and
westerns) to Japanese settings both contemporary and medieval, his groundbreaking experiments with cinematic point of view and narrative reliability, and his brilliant juxtapositions of Shakespeare with Japanese
tradition, Akira Kurosawa can easily claim to be one of the greatest and most influential directors of all time.
The attempt seems to be to update the
Western genre by respecting the
traditions while emphasizing, in a modern way, the hardships and the racial conflicts.
In a Valley of Violence finds West trading the horror
genre in for the
western, mixing a portion of its iconography, by collective way of John Ford, Samuel Fuller, and Sergio Leone, with comic flakiness that informs narrative
tradition with behavioral quirk.
Kudos, then, to producer / star Natalie Portman and director Gavin O'Connor (Pride and Glory, Warrior) for keeping their sights steady and delivering a handsome post-Civil War
western that's enamoured of
genre traditions even as it offers a revisionist riff.
Some shots will never be rid of their overexposed softness, but others look as good as any classic
western, with detail so fine you can see the contrast of real dirt caked over fake blood, or the excessive bronzer applied to white actors playing Native Americans (a sadly ubiquitous sight in the
genre and a compromise to standards in the otherwise full - throated subversion of racist Hollywood
tradition).
Going out with a bang It's become customary to talk about Sam Peckinpah's classic as the tombstone of the
Western genre, the moment when Hollywood's already - tired
tradition of white - hat heroics was plunged irrevocably into nihilism, apocalypse and zero - sum catharsis.
«The captivating character designs and action - packed story blend the best aspects of
Western and Asian comic book
traditions and will delight fans of both
genres.
Much as «Splosion Man warped the platforming
genre, The Gunstringer distorts the
western; at once a love letter to its
traditions as it is a critique of its pomposity.
Critically examining the
Western canon through its most archetypal forms, he reworks the historic tableau, landscape,
genre painting and portraiture, but also the muralist
tradition and the comic book.