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He didn't want to be hero... until the day they pushed him too far.
Watermelon farmer Vince Majestyk (Charles Bronson) goes after the Mob, when they try to strong arm him to use their melon picking crew.
Bronson doing exactly what he does best: being a complacent, dedicated melon farmer and the baddest mother f-er with a rifle simultaneously. This film wastes no time getting to the good stuff. Bullets and flipping cars and explosive chaos all commence within the first 20 minutes but within the framework of a free form yet dryly straightforward story that pits Bronson as the ultimate fugitive rancher that you want to see him be. I'm slowly but surely piecing together the secret sauce that made Bronson films so effortless in the 70s. Between this, The White Buffalo, Death Hunt and so many others, the secret might be that his films are fun rides without being bogged down by plotting. This film…
I can't believe this script is written by Elmore Leonard. Other than Bronson approaching anything coming his way without a care in the world, it is just so boring, and has astonishingly little interest in details. Not to mention nonsensical, with characters almost never choosing actions that are benefitial to them or their cause.
I guess, writing as many crime stories as he has, he just had no words left for this one.
The lack of words does of course fit Charles Bronson's MO, but even he doesn't come out the other end with much gusto intact. Lee Purcell is horribly miscast and Al Lettieri is there for physical presence and little else.
The same year Bronson played Paul Kersey, he played another tough as hell bad ass named VINCE MAJESTYK! Vince here is melon farmer who takes absolutely zero shit from anybody. Thus, classic Bronson stuff. this is a great 70s two fisted flick that knows exactly what it is and gives the people what they want. action and Bronson punching people & telling them to go to hell.
No doubt, 1974 was the year of The Bronson.
Used the latest Establishing Shots to discuss my new fascination with Charles Bronson as an action body: a very strange choice until you begin considering how he uses his personality to be unassuming to make the work of violence all the more surprising.
This is another strong entry from Fleischer. Very relaxed in its plotting and never rushed, with a lot of space for the actors to move around in the frame, which takes away a sense of fatalism and thus gives the effect of creating a universe of choices. The final action sequence becomes the opposite of Violent Saturday, with the hero trying to draw the villains out instead of the other way around. It still has that same…
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No-one seems to have a particularly great theory as to why Elmore Leonard's stories have largely failed to translate particularly successfully to feature films.
Having never read one of his books and, due to general restlessness and spending most of my spare time eating Jaffa Cakes, it being unlikely that I ever will, I don't have a theory either. Good or otherwise. Maybe Leonard's just largely been unlucky with the people that have adapted his stories. Or maybe they're just not the recipe for mainstream box office and widely critical success that some people think they are.
Aside from Get Shorty (which I didn't really like anyway) and Be Cool (which I haven't seen and am…
This is the quintessential virtuous underdog story. Bronson plays Vincent Majestyk, whose refrain of "I just want to get my melons picked" points not so much to an odd monomania, but to a humble sense of purpose that won't be denied, no matter the obstacles. Majestyk is a goddamn modern-day Aristotle in cowboy boots -- a lifetime of hard living has led him to develop a staunch moral character, and a right hook that'll knock your block off, if that's the way things have to go down.
As a movie that espouses righteous ass-kicking, the idea that braun is no good without brains, and the hope that the jerks in this world will get what's coming to them, Mr. Majestyk…
Frank Renda: Who's this asshole?
Only Charles Bronson can manage to be both a melon farmer and a bad ass with a rifle who is not afraid to take on a mobster.
All Bronson wanted to do was to harvest his melons, but they couldn't leave him alone. First there is a guy who wants to force Bronson to accept his crew to work on his field, when Bronson knocks him out and chase him off his lands, he gets arrested by questionable cops. Whilst in prison Bronson has the talent to piss of a big mobster hit man. When all the odds stack against him Bronson has no other choice but to become judge , jury and executioner.
Shortly after Mr Majestyk, Bronson would take on the role of Paul Kersey in Death wish and perfect his persona.
The man of the title, Vince Majestyk, is a Vietnam-war veteran that has made up his mind to live in peace as a watermelon grower. But he hasn't considered he chose an area, in Colorado, to start his trade where police are extremely relaxed with local outlaws, and consequently not with him, who came there as a stranger.
The hospitals also leave a lot to desire, for example at one point we see how they don't care to sedate people with both broken legs :D. Anyway Bronson is not even making a special effort, with his perpetual hard-nosed expression on his face, which is what is generally required to become the typical relentless vigliante type of enforcer in this case…
Charles Bronson. Has there ever been anyone cooler?
Here he tackles the world of melon farming, migrant workers and double-crossed hitmen, and he takes care of business. MR MAJESTYK is another entry in the standard 70's era of revenge films. Like DEATH WISH or WALKING TALL we are faced with a common man who sense of right in the world is pushed to the point where he has to take action, usually in the form of fists, shotguns, or deadly showdowns.
The nice thing about this film is that it flips the idea of what you expect this to be, beginning the film as a tale of issues facing an honest farmer, but becoming a quarter of the way through…
But I'm gonna get you, my baby. Bronson versus Lettieri. The first doesn't give a rat's ass about the reputation of the mobster, the latter a big bully who gets infuriated with the attitude of Mr. Majestyk. The story is pretty much a blueprint of later action movies. In this case a melon farmer with army skills (ha!) who refuses to stand down under pressure. Hardly any surprise there, but it does have something of a twist. The roles of hunter and prey gradually change during the showdown. A nice touch in a decent crime flick.
The film enhanced my appreciation of melon farming 1000%. I am and will likely always be enchanted by great 70s action films and this is one of them. (With a screenplay by Elmore Leonard.)
Al Lettieri is a great, menacing villain and Elmore Leonard script is full of humour...Best Bronson vehicle !
Appealing 70's crime film, without the fascist law and order/ revenge ugliness of many of the films of it's ilk, and with a nod to the plight of migrant workers. Bronson is a stubborn but likeable badass, and there's some fun car chase action on the way to his showdown with the mob. Fleischer's run of crime in films in the 50's contains a few of my favorites of the genre, so I look forward to seeing more films from his return to the genre some twenty years later.
A very entertaining Charles Bronson flick, mostly thanks to the script by Elmore Leonard. During the first half hour, I had no idea where the story would go. Once the plot settled in, it became a little bit more straight-forward, but still very cool. I’m not an expert in Charles-Bronson-Vs-Everybody movies, but this might be his best.
Another Bronson revenge film. Written by Crime/Western legend Elmore Leonard. Bronson is a watermelon farmer who doesn't take kindly when the locals tell him who he can and can't hire to work in his fields. The Italian mafia gets involved and Bronson has to get himself as well as his workers out of a mess. This one is good but I suggest hunting down some of his Cannon films from the 80's.
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