Bad Jim - A Fúria do Oeste

Corny movie...

waste of time watching.

If you see this in a bin for $5.00 at Wal-Mart save your money....

trust me, you will thank me for avoiding watching this Save your money and buy a Taco Bell lunch box instead.

This film, beautifully photographed, is a snoozer. We tried four times, and couldn't get past the first thirty-nine minutes. The story is incomprehensible, the dialogue...umm...interesting ~ but young Mr. Gable is certainly easy on the eyes. Definitely a curiosity piece.

As is well known in movie lore, John Clark Gable is the posthumous son of Clark Gable and his last wife Kay Williams Spreckels. By dint of his father's estate and the fact his mom had previously been married to the heir of the Spreckels sugar fortune, young Mr. Gable had a fairly comfortable childhood. In fact his mom took great care to raise him with a degree of privacy and away from Hollywood. She never allowed him to be photographed for an understandable fear of kidnappers.

I guess when he decided to claim his dad's legacy he should have picked a better vehicle than this. I suppose it's only natural that I look for something of his father's persona in him on the screen, but I didn't see it. Probably takes after mom.

Gable, along with cowboy pals James Brolin and Richard Roundtree come upon outlaw Pepe Serna who rode with the recently deceased Billy the Kid. In fact he's got the Kid's horse with him which he's willing to swap. Young Gable does swap with him and he and friends decide that they're not exactly upwardly mobile punching cattle. They decide to become outlaws.

Naturally after killing several members of a posse trailing them after they rob a bank they become notorious. Of course the fact that it's every day you have a typical outlaw gang of three consisting of two white and one black man doesn't give them the least little clue that splitting up might increase their survival chances. But these three aren't the sharpest knives in the drawer.

So with this less than sterling debut in this film, John Clark Gable decided the movie life wasn't for him.

What the producers should have done is find a vehicle that would have teamed him with that other posthumous son of a screen legend, Tyrone Power, Jr. Now that might have brought in a few dollars at the box office. And young Power definitely has his father's persona.

First saw this movie around 1991-92 on HBO while in high school. I was intrigued then and still am now. Indeed the plot is a little bizarre and uneven, I think that's part the allure for me. I like the "authentic old West dialogue" they use, especially James Brolin (B. D.) who plays the older experienced and level headed guy but who is a bit of a dolt and follows John T's lead after he goes off the deep end after getting his mind possessed by The Kid's horse. Pepe Serna is always welcome, and despite Gable's awful acting chops, the scene with the prostitute and her "brother" is sweet. Who can resist the bank robbing montage set to the completely out of place 90's hairband rock music? Or when they gloriously devour those peaches for "$1 the can?" Ultimately it's a story about 3 average Joe's who are sick of their mundane life as rustlers, guys who decide (with a little help of a demonic horse) that they want more out of life, only to realize that money can't help you when you're constantly on the run. But truly, aren't we all just trying to get to our own beautiful Montana Territory in this life? Great scenery, interesting dialogue, and period-specific details. Good on you, Bad Jim.

My review was written in April 1990 after watching the film on RCA/Columbia video cassette.

"Bad Jim" is a good-natured Western about three kindly desperadoes and Billy the Kid's horse. It's a direct-to-video release that should satisfy sagebrush buffs.

Filmmaker Clyde Ware brings authenticity and enthusiasm to the moribund genre. Casting interestingly teams up James Brolin, who played Clark Gable in "Gable and Lombard" with sidekick John Clark Gable, the late star's son and a dead ringer for Kevin Costner. Third member of the triumvirate is Richard Roundtree, in good form and overdue for a Western since "Charley One-Eye" 17 years earlier.

The trio is intercepted by Pepe Serna, on the lam from the authorities. He had been riding with the late Billy the Kid and sells them what he claims to be the Kid's horse. Gable renames it Jim and the three ne'er-do-wells begin a series of bank robberies posing as Billy and his gang.

Rather uneventful film is long on atmosphere, with good lensing of Arizona locations and well-researched folklore (notably a primitive form of lacrosse played by a local Indian tribe). Ware avoids racism or condescension, though his script has a little too much hindsight at times, such as Gable lecturing a young woman on tolerance: "Put yourself in the other guy's shoes or moccasins".

Brolin is comfortable in the saddle and Gable shows promise. Supporting cast is peppered with veterans like Ty Hardin and Rory Calhoun who are fun to see again in this context.