Best American Movie Ever? Maybe not, but...
Okay...I apologise, I really have nothing new to offer about the film, but just wanted to chime in and express how wonderful it is. It is a near-perfect American movie. I saw it for the first time about 8 years ago in my early thirties. About once a year I revisit it...last night was one of those visitations. The cinematography is simple and spellbinding...as poetic as Bernstein's magnificent and lavishly underplayed score. Martin Ritt's amazing and subtle direction with both story development (lovingly written for the screen by Irving Ravetch and Harriet Frank, Jr) and with his performers is seamless. Every performance is flawless...absolutely flawless. Patricia Neal has never given a less-than-wonderful performance, and here she exudes pain and experience tempered (or contradicted?) by strength and tolerance. Melvyn Douglas...jeez, could anyone else have played Homer? Absolutely wonderful and charming and truthful! Paul Newman has always been hit-and-miss for me. But he IS Hud. And he is tragic. He spins webs of sympathy, disgust, cognizance, and blur. You hate him...but you love him too much to see him nearly drown in torment, but ultimately as an audience, we can't do anything for him. And finally, there is Brandon de Wilde...forever immortalized as a boy-man (even more so than James Dean in my opinion) having died so young. de Wilde had a few 'idolization' roles of older men/brothers in films, such as SHANE (ten years earlier) and ALL FALL DOWN a year earlier than HUD. But his characters are so distinct and married to the seperate materials that it is unfair to compare them. He carried these movies along like some beautiful and delicate bird so in danger of having a wing broken. It would have been quite something if Ritt had later done a film soley on Lon as an adult. de Wilde was simply mesmerizing. Wow. All this praise, I wonder if I should change the second sentance of this post, because I can't quite put my finger on why I regard it as 'near-perfect' when clearly I find no fault in hindsight. I wish I could see this on the big screen.
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