Other people... treasure memorable moments in their lives: the time one climbed the Parthenon at sunrise, the summer night one met a lonely girl in Central Park and achieved with her a sweet and natural relationship, as they say in books... What I remember is the time John Wayne killed three men with a carbine as he was falling to the dusty street in Stagecoach... Walker Percy, The Moviegoer
William S. Hart (1864-1946)
The Authentic West
I don't know how much the Western film means to Europe; but to this country it means the very essence of national life. I am referring now to the later frontier-- the frontier of the range and the mining camps, with all its youthful follies and heartbreaks and braveries that we know and love best. It is but a generation or so since virutally all this country was frontier. Consequently its spirit is bound up in American citizenship. William S. Hart, 1916
Broncho Billy Anderson (1882-1971)
The First Western Star
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Tom Mix (1880-1940)
Showmanship
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The most interesting of the classic movie genres to me are the indigenous ones: the Western, which was born on the frontier; the Gangster film, which originated in the East Coast cities; and the Musical, which was spawned by Broadway. They remind me of Jazz: they allowed for endless, increasingly complex, sometimes perverse variations. When these variations were played by the masters, they reflected the changing times; they gave you fascinating insights into American culture and the American psyche. Martin Scorsese
Today in 1998 marks the death of singing cowboy and all-around nice guy Roy Rogers, born Leonard Slye in Oklahoma. Here's the opening of his 1950's TV show:
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