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(April 2002)
Big Bad Men
Here are a couple of The Toast’s favorite Big Bad Guys. “Big”
because they are both physically large, over 6 feet tall. And “Bad”
because they have played such memorably nasty villains that when they
first appear on any screen, in any movie, we know they’re gonna’ be
evil, even if their character is not the villain in a particular film.
Brion
James (born 1945) - a big, bony, hook-nosed actor, is probably
best known for his portrayal of one of the rebellious replicants in Ridley
Scott’s Blade Runner
(1982), his replicant is named Leon. After the opening credits with the
2019 Los Angeles cityscape in the background; the first scene - that in
reality sets the tone for the whole film - is the interview in the smoke
filled room between Leon and the soon to be deceased blade runner Holden
(Morgan Paull). The infamous void kempf test with
it’s bellows and need for a steady eye. After questions and answers
about deserts and tortoises:
“What’s a tortoise?”
“You know what a turtle is?”
'Course!”
“Same thing…”
Leon ends the interview with “Let me tell you about my mother”
and shoots Holden. On occasion James did play good guys. In Robert
Altman’s brilliant 1992 deconstruction of sleazy Hollywood, The
Player, James was a studio head. Of course, it can be endlessly
debated if a studio boss is a villain or not. In 1997 he played the more
or less good guy General Munro in Luc Besson’s The
Fifth Element. Brion James died in the summer
of 1999 of a heart attack.
Timothy
Carey (born 1924) – best known to Baby Boomers for the pair
of Annette Funicello / Frankie Avalon beach
movies he was in in the 1960s. Calling everyone “booby” as South
Dakota Slim in Bikini Beach (1964) and Beach Blanket Bingo
(1965), Carey was both menacing and funny. “Leave it to ol’ Slim”
he would say, “I got ideas…and they’re all vile, booby”.
Of more meaningful work, Cary was in a pair of early Stanley
Kubrick films. In The Killing
(1956) he was memorable as the sharp shooting horse killer Nikki Arcane.
One of the movie's most shocking scenes is when his character hurls a
racial epitaph at a parking lot attendant with whom he had earlier
bonded because they were both combat vets. In Kubrick’s classic
anti-war film Paths of Glory (1957) Carey plays the hapless
Private Ferol, a simple soul on trial for his life as a coward in the
face of the enemy, but not for his actions but for the actions of those
officers over him. He’s heartbreaking in his bewilderment of what’s
going on around him. He realizes that he’s to be executed but he doesn’t
really know why. It’s a small but terrific performance.
Carey was also a writer/director as well as the star of The World’s
Greatest Sinner (1962). The story of an insurance salesman who
becomes a rock star, changes his name to God and runs for President of
the United States. Timothy Carey died in 1994 of a
stroke.
Billy
Wilder recently passed away. We at The Toast feel
inadequate to fully comment on this giant of American cinema. Let us
merely say that which is being said in many places and in many venues.
As a writer/director he made the most harrowing movie about alcoholism, The
Lost Weekend (1945) - the darkest exposč of Hollywood, Sunset
Blvd. (1950) – the bitterest prisoner-of-war drama, Stalag 17
(1953) – the sweetest of romances, Sabrina (1954) - the most
supreme of farces, Some Like It Hot (1959) and two of the
favorites of those of us at The Toast, The Apartment
(1960) and The Fortune Cookie (1966). We will never see the likes
of Billy Wilder again.
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