Aug 24, 2014
"Now, Mr. McGinty is a good man, but he's run away now with a cowboy hand (Add a certain "J" word here)! Let the midnight special shine her ever-loving light on me!" I went with "Midnight Special", rather than "Rhinestone Cowboy", partly because this dude is so well-known for his midnight specials, and largely because, well, I already referenced "Rhinestone Cowboy" for my opener for "Drugstore Cowboy". Yeah, I watched "Drugstore Cowboy" sooner than this film, but hey, that's no more awkward than an X-rated film winning Best Picture before an R-rated film, and at any rate, as gay as Gus Van Sant is, I'd imagine he wishes that he did this film, especially considering just how successful his modern cowboy, or rather, cowgirl film ended up being. Maybe it's best that John Schlesinger did this film, because he was gay and Jewish, and this film is automatically super-Jewper for co-starring Dustin Hoffmensch-I mean, Hoffman. Even though this film is not as good as "Brokeback Mountain", it does make that film less impressive as a stool-I mean, boundary-pusher, which leaves me to doubt that this film was ever shot in Texas, because even in Austin, anyone would have been hanged for even being involved in a film about a "cowboy" who is a possibly latently gay male prostitute with a Jewish friend. I'd hate for that to happen if it meant the prevention of the completion of this film, because this is some good, thoroughly awkward cinema, although it isn't exactly consistently exciting.
I did have my concerns about this film getting a little slow, and through sharp writing and reasonably tight direction, this film entertains just fine, but not on the whole, for there are occasions in which the film does, in fact, dry up, with borderline dull spots that retard the momentum of an already disjointed narrative. Well, this film is not that uneven, but that just makes the uneven touches all the more glaring, once the narrative actually does become disjointed, forcing along its progression, occasionally at a clip so snappy that it is actually some form of stylization, or rather, overstylization. The style of the film is also a little inconsistent, because the film is generally grounded and traditionalist in its storytelling style, until it gets to be borderline abstract in its snappy, but surreal editing and enigmatic visuals, which range from ethereal to break-neck, and shake up the focus of the storytelling. The overstylization is rare, but they are something of a long-term issue, in that they reflect an overambition to be an aesthetic achievement, something that this mostly dramatically rewarding affair is, to a certain extent, but not to the extent that John Schlesinger wants to push things. Natural limitations to this story concept are themselves limited, as this subject matter is so distinct and so compelling, but it is intimate to the point of minimalism, with only so much dynamicity and a lot of potential for underwhelmingness. The inspiration delivered on in the telling of this film manages to drive the final product as genuinely rewarding, but this effort can't afford to fumble too much, even if it only occasionally hits moments of dryness, unevenness and overstylization. The final product may be more ambitious than it should be, and yet, that ambition leads to enough inspiration to make this drama a rewarding one which transcends its minimalism to hit big, although not effective aspects are grand.
The soundtrack is anything but prominent in this film which mostly relies on clever dialogue and subtly flashy style to drive entertainment value, and when it is utilized, well, it mostly plays with Fred Neil's "Everybody's Talkin'" (Mighty good song, but you sure do get tired of it), but it does do a fine job of adding to the simple, but warm tone of this minimalist drama, at least when used just right by direction which does a lot of playing with style. I go on and on about John Schlesinger's directorial style, but it's mostly subtle, and when it really kicks up, it often shakes up the momentum of the film through unevenness and overstylization, but it's hard to not praise Schlesinger's use of Hugh A. Robertson's snappy editing, and of questionably placed, but haunting visuals which compliment the depth of this drama through aesthetic sophistication. One has to take what can be given when it comes to ameliorating this film's story, as it is minimalist in its intimacy, and therefore runs the risk of losing reward value, but this sensitive subject matter remains very respectable, in its edgy uniqueness, and in its human factor, carrying powerful themes about big city grime, homophobia and companionship that could be brought glowingly to life. The telling of this tale is certainly not glowing on the whole, but it is inspired, with screenwriter Waldo Salt delivering on a fine dialogue, tight set pieces, and nuance, while Schlesinger's style goes accompanied by a directorial thoughtfulness and biting, if relentless bleakness that, while often either a little dry or a little disturbing, is realized enough to rarely lose engagement value, often augmented with resonance. There are some enthralling moments found here and there throughout this intimate drama, but compellingness very, very rarely abates, as there is so much endearing thoughtfulness applied to the telling of this audacious affair, which, quite frankly, isn't able to save this film as engrossing on its own. I've criticized and praised the intimacy of this drama, but the best thing to come from it is its bringing Jon Voight - as a simple man in a complicated new setting - and Dustin Hoffman - as an ill con man fearing for his sorry life - to prominence, for although the leads of this film are given only so much to work with, their impeccable charismas and chemistry drive a lot of the charm of this film, and bond you with the human heart of this drama, really kept pumping by an intensity within Voight's and, of course, the show-stealing Hoffman's dramatic highlights that defines the depth of impact of this realist character study. Voight and Hoffman, or at least just Voight, carry the film, and secure the final product as genuinely rewarding, but not alone, for ambition is met enough with inspiration for the final product to transcend its natural and consequential shortcomings as an engrossing drama.
Overall, dry spells retard momentum almost as much as disjointed moments in storytelling and overstylization, while ambition stresses natural shortcomings enough to threaten the reward value of the film, but on the backs of a few solid soundtrack bits, snappy stylistic highlights, audaciously intriguing subject matter, fine writing, inspired direction, and strong performances by and chemistry between Jon Voight and Dustin Hoffman, "Midnight Cowboy" stands a consistently compelling, if not rather powerful portrait on how a big city and grimy lifestyle can corrupt and enlighten a simple and good man.
3/5 - Good
Verified