By Peter Lenihan
This is the first entry in a bi-weekly series that will normally run every other Wednesday. The subject, of course, will be the films of John Ford. There are “spoilers.” I am posting this piece from an internet café—the internet at my workplace is inconsistent at best, and for whatever reason it is impossible for me presently to access WordPress sites there. What this means is that I won’t be able to respond to comments in a timely manner. However, I can see them through a feed and anyone with specific comments or questions can email me at plenihan@gmail.com.
“Jack” Ford could have promised a world in fifty minutes; it’s certainly what he offers here. The usual suspects are presented—a marshal, a teacher, a cashier, a doctor, a bum and a kid. In other words, a town collectively remembered both in 1920 and now, and although it supposedly rests “on the borderline between Wyoming and Nebraska” this could just as easily be Tourneur’s Walesburg or Ford’s own Fairfield. Bim is spoken of before seen, the off-screen bum telling kids they can be president someday. It’s offered almost as a gag, and since we don’t know the “no good” Bim yet it’s easy to laugh—the tramp telling the uneducated and the poor-as-dirt they too can become the most powerful man in the world. It’s a lot less funny, though, once we see Bim, played here with real intelligence and a tremendous degree of sensitivity by Buck Jones. (more…)