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Robert Aldrich’s Emperor of the North Pole. 30’s America. Lee Marvin is A-No.1, the baddest hobo riding the rails. Ernest Borgnine is Shack, a vicious bastard, the railwayman whose train ain't never been rode for free.
Ever seen a man fight off three attackers with a live chicken? Ever seen a man pick up another man while he’s sat in a chair? Men! Real men! A wager. A hammer. An axe. A fight to the death on a moving locomotive.
Basic storytelling. Man against man. Could have been too simplistic. Wasn’t.
Live up to the Hype?
A reteaming of director and star of The Dirty Dozen. What do you think?
A solid B-movie of the kind they don’t make any more. Conflict in the purest form. The guy hitching a ride for free, The Man not wanting to give away nothing. Could easily have been a metaphor for illegal downloading on the internet. Shows you, a good story is timeless.
What this movie really made me think about is whatever happened to men? I mean real men. They used to look like this:
And now they look like this:
Really ladies? Really? This is what you want? A girl with a five o'clock shadow.
Some point after TV and advertising happened, it all became about selling to the woman of the house, the one who did the shopping. A pretty face to convince them to buy more washing powder.
Oh, so shallow...
Is it any wonder the world is full of ineffectual poppinjays too busy shopping for the right scarf to go with their designer sunglasses?
Oh, so superficial...
You could have had:
But you insisted on:
Well, I hope you're happy.
What do you think happened to men? Like how we turned out?