Here we are today with another recommendation on something I had never seen from the enigma that is Table Nine Mutant. I’ve posted, out here, a few westerns that I liked and said that I really like westerns but the truth is, I haven’t seen that many of them. I guess = I like the westerns I’ve seen would be more accurate. I’ve started or looked into some of these things from the late 60s and 70s but I’ve always been put off by the noisiness of them. For real, is that bullet / rifle shot “stock”?? PYOW PYOW PYOW PYOW PING!!!! For real – irritating. This movie was also three hours long so it took me a few days to get through it, but I did and I really liked it. I also really liked this:
HA HA HA!!! Chris!!!! PYOW PYOW PYOW I’M T. BOONE PICKENS!!! PYOW PYOW PYOW!!!! (Sorry Kindleman, I couldn’t resist)
Anyway, sorry for that inside joke. It took me a while to get into this and adjust to the sound… and Jason Robards. I’ve never been a big fan of his and it was difficult to get the feeling of him as some tough motherfucker but I’ve always liked Henry Fonda and Charlie Bronson, plus:
So, by day two I was getting into it and starting to understand what the fuck was going on and digging it a little and I was enjoying some pickles and asked Lem if he liked it and he said “yes it’s a classic” and I said “I’m having trouble with Robards” and he said “But Claudia Cardinale!!!” and I said:
Then the last day came and so did the third act and I really loved how everything came together at the end and YES MUTANT I even got to loving the score and the story was pretty fucking epic and I see why this is beheld as a classic and I really liked it and:
I doubt there’s any reason to talk about what this is about… Fonda wants money and Bronson wants revenge and I’m not 100% positive what Robard’s character wants but in the end, after everything is said and all we’ve been through, the best thing about this movie is: after everything’s done, Bronson walks into the room, grabs his satchel and says “Well, time for me to go.” I LOVED THAT. That would me like me travelling to wherever the Westboro Baptist Church people are and beating them all to the point of death and, as they are all writhing in their own shit and blood I’d turn to the news camera and be like “Well, gotta go.”
Anyway – loved it!! Good call, Mutant Disco!!