When three men, claiming to be friends of his father, ask young half Native American Max Sand (Steve McQueen) the way to his parents' depleted gold mine, Max doesn't hesitate in giving them directions. Something seems up, so he heads after them, but upon arriving discovers the three men have tortured and killed his folks, even skinning his squaw mother, once they had found out the mine had only produced one nugget in the past two years. Max burns down the house, not wanting anyone to see his family in that condition, and heads out into the world with just his horse, a rifle, $8.00 to his name and a vivid memory of the three men who killed his parents, and who he will not rest until they have been killed by his hand.
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Sunday, 17 March 2013
Nevada Smith
When three men, claiming to be friends of his father, ask young half Native American Max Sand (Steve McQueen) the way to his parents' depleted gold mine, Max doesn't hesitate in giving them directions. Something seems up, so he heads after them, but upon arriving discovers the three men have tortured and killed his folks, even skinning his squaw mother, once they had found out the mine had only produced one nugget in the past two years. Max burns down the house, not wanting anyone to see his family in that condition, and heads out into the world with just his horse, a rifle, $8.00 to his name and a vivid memory of the three men who killed his parents, and who he will not rest until they have been killed by his hand.
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Monday, 22 October 2012
North By Northwest
This is the last review I've got left unposted from the recent reviewing competition at the Lamb, I hope you enjoy it. Is it really possible for North by Northwest to live up to its hype? It’s rare to find a Top Films list deprived of its inclusion, it features scenes that have become the stuff of legend, that also tend to top Best Scene lists, and it’s one of the greatest movies ever made by one of the greatest directors who ever lived.
If you haven’t seen it yet, then I strongly advise you to
stop reading anything about it and go and watch it now, for North by Northwest
is truly a tremendous film that is best enjoyed with as little outside
knowledge as possible. When Cary Grant’s Roger O. Thornhill quips shortly after
being kidnapped into the back of a car, “Don’t tell me where we’re going,
surprise me,” this is not merely Hitchcock’s intentions for Thornhill, but for
all of us watching as well.
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