No matter how many times I see that movie, and I saw it again last night, the last scene always makes me cry.<\/p>\n
The damn thing works – on a primal, almost physical level. My tears are not dependent upon surprise, or not knowing what is coming, or anything having to do with the intricacies of the plot. The tears have to do with the perfect expression of each moment … from moment to moment to moment to moment … in the last 10 minutes of the movie. We’ve got suspense, rage, defiance, an AWESOME fist fight – like, seriously, one of the all-time greats, and then a fantastic emotional monologue, panicked, and urgent, we’ve got a revelation, we’ve got some humor (like John Wayne is truly frightened by the little lady with the gun), we’ve got reconciliation – each thing fulfilled to its absolute maximum. <\/p>\n
I so appreciate any art that works on that level. It seems to me to be rare.<\/p>\n
Here he comes. Here he comes to claim what was his. Look out!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
No matter how many times I see that movie, and I saw it again last night, the last scene always makes me cry. The damn thing works – on a primal, almost physical level. My tears are not dependent upon … Continue reading