Tuesday, June 22, 2010

The Treasure of the Sierra Madre

One of my top three favorite movies ever.

James Agee, in reviewing it, offered the effusive hyperbole he saved for those films he truly loved: "I doubt we shall ever see a film more masculine in style; or a truer movie understanding of character and of men; or as good a job on bumming, a bum's life, a city as a bum sees it; or a more beautiful job on a city. . ." It's no wonder, after that review, that Huston and Bogart worked with Agee on The African Queen (another of my favorite movies).

I watched Sierra Madre the other day and couldn't stop obsessing over the clothes. As summer really heats up, and most American men put on their uniforms of t-shirts and cargo shorts, the movie would have us believe that not-too-many decades ago, straight-up bums gold mining in Mexican deserts still dressed way better than we do. Look at Bogart's chambray shirt and those high-waisted pants:


I am particularly fond of Walter Huston's wardrobe; what would you bet that's a union suit? All old men should dress like that.




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