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High Plains Drifter
Welcome to Hell
A gunfighting stranger comes to the small settlement of Lago. After gunning down three gunmen who tried to kill him, the townsfolk decide to hire the Stranger to hold off three outlaws who are on their way.
With High Plains Drifter, Clint Eastwood created arguably the most debatable and ambiguous film of his entire career - both as an actor and as a director. There is so much about this eerie western that doesn't get answered. So many details missing. So many presumptions to be made.
Most revisionist westerns of its time were busying themselves rewriting the West as it had been told by Hollywood, mostly wrongly, for over 40 years. Eastwood decided to take the traditional mainstream western, slap it around a while and show that something could still be done with it - just as long as it was willing to change.
It's well known by now that Eastwood's mysterious stranger rides into a town…
The Stranger: All these people, are they your sisters and brothers?
Preacher: They most certainly are.
The Stranger: ...Then you won't mind if they come over and stay at your place, will ya?
And when the preacher's stunned, passive look further betrays his hypocrisy, Eastwood, not content, has the holy man graciously invite the cast-out patrons into his and the other townspeople's homes... not charging them "one cent more than regular hotel rates."
A relentlessly bleak allegory of the human (American?) capacity for cowardice and avarice, with Eastwood's Stranger an almost Chigurh-like supernatural presence – slightly funnier, and only slightly more righteous.
"Yes, they're my neighbors, and they make me sick! Hiding behind words like faith, peace and trust!"
Black-as-pitch western about a community so desperately in need of a violent savior that they give a serial rapist complete control over their town in order to kill off a few bad guys. Turns out they might have bigger problems than the bandits. By giving the man with no name free reign, they expose their own hidden violence and the hypocritical values they've buried it under. They've come together as a community, but at the cost of the lives of other human beings. The unspoken exclusion (of the bandits, of the man with…
Somebody left the door open and the wrong dogs came home.
Everyone probably expected Clint Eastwood's directorial debut to be a western, but he opted to make a thriller in Play Misty for Me instead while ignoring what would have been a sure fire bet. For his sophomore effort, Eastwood might have thought there was no use putting it off, so he directed his first western, except High Plains Drifter is unlike any western Eastwood had starred in before and unlike most westerns ever made.
Don't waste your time on revenge, those that hurt you will eventually face their own karma, right? Well, thank god nobody told Clint.
A malevolently vengeful Eastwood, like the boss he is, rolls into town and Casper spanks everybody in this movie and its glorious.
Another eerily good and entertaining entry from the undisputed heavyweight champion of this beautiful genre. Boo!
The first ever western that Clint Eastwood both directed and starred in, taking notes from his peers Siegel and Leone. Make no mistake that this is no ordinary old-west tale. In fact, it's easily one of the darkest and most bizarre examples of the genre, almost playing like a supernatural ghost story.
Clint plays an unnamed drifter who enters a town named Lago with a dirty secret regarding the death of a Marshall who was whipped to death while the townspeople just stood by and allowed to happen. It's now being threatened by the same group of outlaws who they had locked away for the crime. They are soon to be released, and the stranger agrees to help the needy…
Another Western ™.
EDIT: I keep thinking about this movie and the supernatural aspect and it's fucking me up
You know how people say they're gonna paint the town red? Well Clint Eastwood actually did it.
Another one of those Leonian westerns that Eastwood made in his career (with also a Morriconian soundtrack). However, High Plains Drifter works as a film with Eastwood's signature, mixing all his directing influences (among Leone, Siegel and Sturges) and creating a bizarre, suffocating film that escalates to a deadly and wonderfully ambiguous ending. Eastwood only made a perfect western in Unforgiven, but this one has a fistful of great cinematic moments.
I really couldn't get past the rampant misogyny of this movie. Two women-- not just one-- are raped by The Stranger and enjoy it? C'mon Clint, what's up with that?
I wonder if that woman ever found out she banged uglies with a ghost.
1 hour and 40 minutes of Clintan being an asshole and 5 minutes that completely redeems his character. Also the Swedish title is far superior to the original
In this movie there are two rape scenes which are never condemned or criticized, nor played as a way to show that the rapist was bad. In fact, the rapist turns out to be the protagonist. This is inexcusable. Since I can’t quite wrap my head around how to evaluate a movie with such a deep moral flaw, I will evaluate it as if this scene were not in it.
The music, although not used as much as it should have been, is amazing. It evokes many of the same emotions as a Morricone theme, but is markedly different. It gives the movie an identity of its own, which isn’t always easy to do with a western.
The visuals are…
It's comedy at times unnecessary, High Plains Drifter is a great atmospheric Western that pales in comparison to its contemporaries.