Cinematography by Gregg Toland. "Desire" list: It could also be any movie starring Henry Fonda in the 30s, but this one more than any. At the end, of the famous monologue "i'll be there," it's hard not be in an absolute physical dilution with that voice and look. To love a man in resistance and escape, in these times of men who are very little, is more than an adventure of the soul, it is a pure romantic justice act.
Very political and necessary. Ford's masterwork to me. Just loved every minute. From all the scenes with Fonda (stupidly wonderful), this particular one grabbed me: the way he said "homicide" in the very beginning. What a genious of an actor.
I'm still wary of John Ford's place as the great American director, and the politics are certainly dated, but this slice of the American canon makes for an excellent film to revisit circa 2012: an odyssey of the least fortunate, who are alternately treated with kindness and indifference, charity and exploitation. And with Toland behind the camera, it may be the best-looking film Ford ever shot. 4 out of 5 stars.
A ghostly road movie (where characters are projected, apparition-like, against the dead landscapes of a depression-era U.S.) and one of Ford's most powerful films. Despite its subject matter, the visual approach creates an abstract tone, more evocative of supernatural melodramas, where a feeling of sorrowful calamity overwhelms any sense of political or social commentary, placing the emphasis on the psychological...
The "we're the people" speech can be forgiven, considering the excellence of the rest of the film. Even Fonda, who I usually just cannot stand, rises to the occasion. Watered down in many ways from Steinbeck's novel, yes, but there's still plenty to impress. Until someone decides to remake it, we'll just have to accept it as is. And who'd dare remake it? We'd wind up with Zack Snyder directing Streep as Ma Joad.
this is the film that should be played in every august 17th. i hope that riri riza will do it in bumi manusia. now i'm gonna read the book.
"It's my dirt! Eh-heh! No good, but it's - it's mine, all mine"
uma odisseia pela miséria em que o sonho norte-americano (que é, de certa forma, todo sonho de consumo ocidental) se revela sempre como uma paisagem inalcançável, um futuro já morto cujas únicas possibilidades de mudança estão na erradicação total da estrutura do capital.