Wednesday, 22 September 2010

Bloody

Just had a very jolly lunchtime watching an early Robert Mitchum film (1948's noirish Western Blood on the Moon, since you asked, made when he was just 30).


Back in the day, at the start of his career, he was a bit of a looker.


The film? A rather complex Western, actually, involving a double-cross by a US Government Agent in charge of an Indian reservation, the owner of a herd of cattle, the owners of a number of smallholdings, and a corrupt conman out to make money.


Enjoyable thought it was, I now feel a bit crappy that I've always considered Mitchum to be a grizzled old man, only really knowing him through the films of his late career.


But no: he was some kind of a man.

2 comments:

BRUCE HARBERT said...

There's a very good song about Robert Mitchum in the revue 'Naked Boys Singing': http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ivVjJhf6goQ

LeDuc said...

Which is very sweet, and all, but aren't the Naked Boys Singing contractually obliged to be, er, naked while they're singing? Very poor show indeed!