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The Treasure of the Sierra Madre
The nearer they get to their treasure, the farther they get from the law.
Fred C. Dobbs and Bob Curtin, both down on their luck in Tampico, Mexico in 1925, meet up with a grizzled prospector named Howard and decide to join with him in search of gold in the wilds of central Mexico. Through enormous difficulties, they eventually succeed in finding gold, but bandits, the elements, and most especially greed threaten to turn their success into disaster.
The longer Bogart stays on screen the darker his face becomes, the whites of his eyes and the pearls of his teeth the last trace of his dwindling humanity, fighting back the growing mistrust. His journey through the film shows a man who has waited a long time in life for this chance and he intends to make the most of it. Whatever the cost.
That sentiment becomes an overbearing presence in his mind, be it the foreman who tries to cheat him out of money, the wild bandits roaming the hills or the creeping paranoia that wedges itself between Hobb's and his co-workers. The more the trio of men scour the land, the more disturbed and insecure he becomes.…
One small step for man, one giant leap for Hollywood. A landmark turning point in the business, Madre was one of the very first to shoot almost entirely on location, resulting in an unheard of 6 months of shooting. The painstaking details have lived long, gracefully aging this story like the finest wine you've tasted. A classic that time has proven will live forever. Walter Huston's performance only turns your ideas of prospecting wild men completely upside down with spellbinding charm. The roots of Daniel Plainview seed their way back to Huston's face in this.
Gee, look! Zack posted yet another five-starred review. Doesn't this guy have any other defining characteristics apart from blind worship and glowing admiration?
Deal with it.
Oh Lordy, how I love this movie. If you thought some of my other reviews were shameless in praise and hyperbole, you ain't seen nothin' yet!
The Treasure of the Sierra Madre is the Jesus Christ of films.
...? What?! That's impossible! I've already made that ridiculous claim about another movie? Oh, well. This gives me a chance to come up with something more subtle and maybe a little less arrogant instead.
Here goes: The Treasure of the Sierra Madre is more important to me than your life. I'd rather watch you die…
Nobody puts one over on Fred C. Dobbs.
Sometimes timing is everything. John Huston was trying to get this film into production as early as 1942 but all that was halted when he was activated by the U.S. Army as a documentary filmmaker. When he returned from the war, Humphrey Bogart had continued his rise in popularity that started with Huston's first film, The Maltese Falcon, and was one of Hollywood's biggest stars by this point. He now had final approval on the screenwriter and director of whatever films he would star in. Knowing what Huston had planned on making next, Bogey's decision was already made. It wasn't the first great collaboration between the two, and it wouldn't be…
Any poor soul who thinks Bogie has no range must see this film immediately.
Bogey can play the biggest asshole in the world and I still love him.
"If ya know what's good for ya, ya won't monkey around with Fred C. Dobbs."
Humphrey Bogart and Tim Holt are two down on their luck Americans stuck in a small Mexican town trying to get the odd job here and there and if not just plain beg to get by. Their ambitions change when they meet Walter Huston's Howard and learn about the what's what when it comes to searching for gold. The three men make plans and set out for the rough outdoors in search for their fortune. Of course Howard warns the others that gold makes men change and do things they never thought possible, but the younger men claim they will never go that far.
Well acted, beautifully filmed and smartly written, "The Treasure of the Sierra Madre" is a great and darkly humorous journey into the darkest side of the human soul, followed by sharp dialogues and a memorable turn from Humphrey Bogart.
Sometimes I feel like my whole life is like that moment when Humphrey Bogart becomes symbolically consumed by flame. Pure existential terror.
No matter how much a guy like myself loves an actor like Humphrey Bogart there's simply no denying just how much I simply despised his character in this film. But even with that said that's part of what makes this John Huston classic interesting to watch, to see just how much longer it will take him before he succumbs to his own greediness. This isn't a film to be viewed as just an ordinary adventure fare but what makes it fascinating is, as I stated earlier, its explorations of greed. John Huston builds up tension and every last outcome you'll find in here is something that feels reasonable given the situations that Bogart's character is finding himself in. And as we watch him sink lower it gets much more intense and in the end, what we have here is a true American classic.
Move over Humphrey Bogart, there's a new sheriff in town and his name is Walter Huston. This strapping young buck just wrapped his breakout film, the brilliant Treasure of the Sierra Madre, and gives a performance that is sure to make him stand out among this new crop of Hollywood actors. The man can do it all: dance, smile, look for gold, and, of course, blaze that sweet ass green tree leaf evergreen. The dude smokes heavy mad doobies and is zone blazed both on and off set pretty much constantly but that doesn't stop him from giving Oscar caliber performances in this and all his future endeavors. The only performance I've seen this year that even comes close to…
Sad fact but I have not seen many Bogie films in my life so any chance I get to add to that small number is appreciated. Here, as a desperate treasure hunter, he expertly portrays a man succumbing to greed and paranoia. It's not just the way he talks or what he says but the look in his eyes. He's clearly a dangerous man but his partners are desperate men themselves willing to get in bed with a snake knowing they might get bit. Everyone's on point here in what basically becomes a three-man stage play dealing with loyalty, trust, and that most basic and primal of human emotions.
This isn't John Huston's movie. This isn't Humphrey Bogart's movie. This is John Huston's father's movie; it's Walter Huston's through and through. He steals the screen right from Bogie's road-weary face. His squinting eyes and quick-fire delivery in nearly every scene had me laughing all movie long. I love how his son, John, let him take the lead during the group scenes with the three main characters. He outworked Bogart, and Bogart seemed to me a good sport about it, ceding the center stage to Walter Huston.
This is a fun movie. I recommend it to my 11 Letterboxd friends.
Bogart and Walter Houston play at each other with iconic performances that prove to be the highlight of each man's career. Bogart in particular is near maniacal as Dobbs, a paranoid leech to the bone. Tim Holt (who looks remarkably like Russel Crowe in this movie) brings the perfect balance with his part to this trio of adventurers. The Mexican locales enhance the picture, but the production design doesn't let down either. Like There Will be Blood and Trespass, this movie is a cinematic essay on the evils of greed that is not to be missed.
Makes me want to play Red Dead Redemption again.
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