Il coraggio e la sfida

What an odd film this is!A British made " Western"set in Mexico, but the cars and houses are very 1950's.Dirk Bogarde is a Mexican bandit but makes no attempt at an accent.John Mills is playing an Irish priest and does attempt an accent but forgets it half the time. Film with it's obvious homosexual overtones is ahead of it's time,but film does not on the whole come over as convincing.Fair,at best.

This unusual 'Western' is all a bit of mess. But some of the ingredients are rather tasty and juicy and so, it is actually quite enjoyable.

John Mills, as the priest, supposedly Irish but who's accent is only about 10% that, does OK but doesn't shine. Apparently Marlon Brando and Montgomery Clift were first choices for his part. And on set, he didn't get on with arch rival desperado outlaw, Dirk Bogarde - and it shows.

Bogarde's high-camp dandy of an outlaw would make you laugh if this film wasn't so serious. To many, the ongoing religiosity - I won't go so far to say 'sermonising' between the Church (Catholic, in this case) - could be a turn-off.

I was trying to place the film's setting, period wise but can't find mention of it but would guess 1930-40s and a remote village in Mexico (actually Spain). Aside of its two English leads and the above, the final third in the triangle is a beautiful blonde French young actress, Mylene Demongeot. As I said, quite a mish-mash that makes a tastier dish than it should.

Trying to simplify the plot, I'll say that Mills takes over from another priest who is disenchanted and can't wait to get out. Mills, the idealist and good-doer can't believe him when he says that the Church is hated in the village, led by the local gangster, Bogarde. This desperado punishes any that assist or even go to church. Demongeot is the daughter of a local man who helps the priest. Apparently, she's in love with Mills, who presumes it's Bogarde that is her crush.

One day, a drunk man who Mills prays for comes to his lodgings after and tries to kill him. Bogarde saves his life and shoots the man, dead. The police, who have never had anything concrete to nail the crook on, try to arrest him but not only does Mills neither hand him over but absolves his sins. Thinking that he has redeemed an evil man....

And so it goes on. The girl is beautiful and nice to look at, Bogarde struts around gamely like a peacock and Mills is reliably nice.

The title - one of its strong points - refers to the man (the priest) rather than his song (Church, The Bible) as Bogarde came to have respect and admiration for Mills, rather than what he stood for.

The direction is a bit stodgy and as I saw it on commercial TV, it was cut up by frequent ads and in 4:3 ratio. And soft. And long, at 2.5 hours (on ITV)

I watched this film not expecting terribly much, but was blown away by the subject matter and, more importantly, how it was handled by the skillful actors in the film.

The story centres around a priest, played by John Mills, and a local bandit, excellently played by Dirk Bogarde.

Without spoiling the ending, the story focuses on the conflict between the Priest and Anacleto. More importantly, it is a tale of the pursuit of religion, and the issues involved.

John Mills excellently plays the well intentioned priest, caught between his own feelings and the duties to the church. Dirk Bogarde plays the local bandit, Anacleto, and portrays a truly intelligent athiest at the mercy of his own desires and ideologies.

This is a great story of characterisation, and of the sometimes misplaced loyalties that we place on ourselves - be it through religion, or otherwise.

Watch out for the excellent and hard hitting conclusion, with some excellent summarising by both Anacleto and the Priest at the storys conclusion.

A must see for those who enjoy a deeper meaning behind the action and dialogue.

We all bring our own life experiences to a movie and understand it on different levels. With themes like religious faith, love & sexuality, and what makes a good man, it is sometimes easy to see what we want to see ... what relates to us personally.

The two main protagonists reach different conclusions: for Anacleto it is "the singer, not the song" which is the opposite of Fr Keogh's. In the context of the movie we can ponder these two extremes and reach our own conclusion which may be an intersection of both.

Anacleto's hostility towards the Church is explained in part by his words: "It must be heartbreaking to fall in love with a man you can never have ... I understand this". It is as close as the script comes to identifying him as homosexual though his rather bizarre outfits are meant to convey the same notion along with his lack of interest in the beautiful & desirable Locha.

The death embrace at the end illustrates the feelings of the two men ... Anacleto clings to the man, Keogh clings to his faith. Only in death are the two reconciled.

Who thought that it would be a good idea to have the two main male parts played by actors with posh English accents in a film set in Mexico, I saw no trace of an Irish accent from John MIlls that's been mentioned by others. An interesting film let down by poor casting, Dirk's character should have been a lot more butch as he was as threatening as Julian Clary. John's priest should have been a lot younger. Set in the 1960s but in the style of the 1930's, a very odd jumble of a film.