David Samuel Peckinpah. Born February 21, 1925. Died December 28th, 1984. A director with a reputation for creating mayhem on screen and off.
Always unpredictable and never tame, Peckinpah lived his life to make movies. Everything else was just filler. Today we celebrate this sometimes misunderstood, sometimes reviled loner auteur.
I’ll be adding links as I get them so please feel free to contribute through the weekend. Make sure you contact me with your link. A big thanks to everyone who contributes and visits.
Links:
Forager Blog: The Osterman Weekend
The High Hat | Nitrate: Sam Peckinpah
[This Savage Art]: Bloody Sam And Theme Explored
Cineaste: Sam Peckinpah’s Legendary Western Collection Reviewed
The Hollywood Reporter: Risky Biz Blog: Happy Birthday Sam Peckinpah
Oggs’ Movie Thoughts: Pat Garrett and Billy the Kid
[This Savage Art]: Intoxicated With The Madness
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5 Comments
#1. Garner Simmons
02.22.2007
Thanks for taking the time to put together this thoughtful reconsideration of Sam Peckinpah and his films. When Sam died in December of 1984, he was 59. But he looked 80 which was, in fact, because he had purged 80 years through the nearly six decades he was given. At the time, there were those who felt he had had a death wish. But in truth it was just the reverse — Sam had lived himself to death.
If you are looking for an artistic forebear of Peckinpah, you might consider the Italian master of chiaroscuro, Michelangelo Merisi da Caravaggio (1571-1610). Exceptionally gifted, Caravaggio was said to have bragged that if he could see it, he could paint it. And his dramatically realistic canvases bear that out. A brawler who whored and fought with friends and foes alike, he had to flee Rome after murdering a man in street fight. Yet he continued to paint wherever he went. His gifts as an artist are marked by his vision of life with all its flaws — man’s human failings locked in mortal combat with his better angels. Finally, 1610, with the promise of a Papal pardon, he gathered together a number of canvases that he hoped would re-establish his reputation and booked passage to Rome. The ship dropped anchor at Palo just north of Rome and Caravaggio went ashore. But instead of sending his paintings ashore after him, the ship’s captain raised anchor and sailed on leaving him behind. Enraged and determined to recover his paintings, Caravaggio recklessly pursued the ship to Port’Ercole on foot more than 50 miles to the north. But in traveling across the sweltering marshes, he contracted a fever. Upon reaching Port’Ercole, he collapsed and died at the age 38. However, his paintings luminously live on. And it was said that when Caravaggio died, the best of him survived.
The same may be said of Sam Peckinpah. For regardless of what you may think of him or the way he lived his life, he sacrificed everything for his art. It is, indeed, the intense body of work he left behind that still beguiles us. Like Caravaggio, he was able to stare into the crucible of human existence and there find and reveal the likeness of man’s tortured soul.
#2. William Speruzzi
02.22.2007
Thanks Garner for the insight.
For those of you who aren’t aware, Garner Simmons wrote a book on Sam Peckinpah called Peckinpah: A Portrait in Montage
. Check it out.
#3. pomak7
02.23.2007
check out
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=futtMxlbou4
bob dylan bootleg with nice footage
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