The American prisoner "Caucasian prisoner" is not a couple What should I do?
- You'll be a horse. Get on all fours. How can I reach the outpost without a horse?
- Is it far from the outpost, baby?
- 90 miles. You'll have to hurry to get there in time. But go. . .
- Look, you're gonna stop lying to me. I'll get up and warm you up.
- Come on! Let's go!
"Business People", 1962, dir. L. Gaidai
The "Chief of the Redskins" at one time pretty mocked Alexei Smirnov. Ride ninety miles with a horse, entertaining a haughty barch? It's expensive. The people right in the hall slid with laughter from the chairs, tearing their stomachs. The fun of the director's genius, even in our abundant film history of the century, I want to applaud and in the breath of tenderness to tap with pleasure language - they were able to make films before. Golden letters of elm are inscribed in the novel by O. Henry in history. A man-horse is from Leonid Gaidai. Horseman is 1962. A horseman is a "businessman." But not only that.
"A man named Horse" is almost the same mockery of the personality as the Soviet classic. “A man named Horse” is already a high-aged barch in boredom – where to put yourself, than to occupy yourself. Why not? Looking for entertainment, thrills, changes, leaving the estate, life, comfort, habitual way of life. John Morgan is an aristocrat who crossed the ocean. He is only forty (in the sense of Richard Harris, the actor who played the role). It's 1820 on the calendar. The Anglo-American War has just ended. The continent is full of pepper soup. Peace in these lands will not come soon. Indians, whites, conflicts, wars, everything was mixed. And the “povesa” is captured by the Sioux (a branch of the Dakota tribe). For real warriors who have been hardened since childhood, this white boob is not good for anything. He's the subject of ridicule. He's just outside, in the warehouse, a man. Rohlja. Weak. Body. What can I get from him? Little use. And what about the exotic image? Enslavement. Work. Use the noose around your neck. Yeah, he's a horse. Yeah, he's a horse. He's carrying a boulder. They put skins on him. Pull it. Bring it. Drive. This is your fate... Funny? No doubt about it. From a British estate, from a porcelain tableware to a tether pole near the Indian Lodge. And pants cover shame. Fun!
The director devotes most of the screen time to the inner way of life of red savages. Hierarchy, weekdays, holidays, rituals. Years go by years. It's the same thing. And all over again. And nothing changed for John Morgan. Is it going to rot like that? Does he have the will? Is there a warrior spirit? And pride? Got it. Enough patience. Enough already. Either flee or accept the faith of the people. Become one of them. Familiarity.
Adventure is exactly where it goes. A 1970 movie. Everything is moderate.
At some point it may seem that before the viewer almost a repetition of Russian classics - Lev Nikolaevich Tolstoy, "Caucasian prisoner". A captivity, an unenviable fate, an alien environment... The truth about the ransom, it doesn't matter. Neither rubles are required, nor dollars nor pounds are appointed in the form of bribes from relatives. Yes, and here we have the opportunity to see both "Zilina" and "Kostylina". One lives on the run, the other comes to terms with fate. . However, from the domestic tapes of 1975 and 1996 there is little. It's different. Everyone else. Only greetings can be conveyed to Yuri Nazarov, Sergey Bodrov, Oleg Meshshikov ... comparing "these and those". Ours and theirs.
It’s more interesting to see what’s happening.
6 out of 10