A manly-man’s adventure flick filled with
bloodshed, cartoonish characterizations, and playful vulgarity, The Mountain Men plays like a
dumbed-down version of Jeremiah Johnson
(1972), the soulful Robert Redford melodrama about an iconoclastic
frontiersman. Whereas that picture tapped into mythic themes by depicting one
individual’s desire to find meaning through connection with the wilderness, The Mountain Men is about crude rascals
concerned only with profit and survival. This material doesn’t fit leading man
Charlton Heston especially well, since the actor’s best roles positioned Heston
as a voice of righteous indignation within society. Although he was always
believable with heavily physical characterizations, his take on coarse manners
and salty language feels artificial, giving the impression of a little boy
playing dress-up. Conversely, costar Brian Keith seems totally comfortable in
every scene, hitting a fine balance between generating larger-than-life
entertainment and rendering a consistent portrayal.
It’s not quite fair to say that this mediocre and unmemorable picture is worth watching solely because of Keith’s performance, but his work is certainly the film’s strongest element. Also praiseworthy are the film’s robust location photography and the general intensity of the action scenes, because what the film lacks in substance, it makes up for with pulpy excitement.
It’s not quite fair to say that this mediocre and unmemorable picture is worth watching solely because of Keith’s performance, but his work is certainly the film’s strongest element. Also praiseworthy are the film’s robust location photography and the general intensity of the action scenes, because what the film lacks in substance, it makes up for with pulpy excitement.
The slender narrative has longtime friends
Bill Tyler (Heston) and Henry Frapp (Keith) agreeing to guide inexperienced
travelers through unsettled parts of Wyoming circa the 1830s. This contrivance
is merely a weak engine for delivering the real focus of the story, Bill’s
quest to find an elusive valley filled with beavers, the trapper’s equivalent
of a gold mine. Unfortunately, neither of these elements gives the film much
momentum, since the script by first-timer Fraser Clark Heston (the star’s son,
later to become a middling director of theatrical features) is exceedingly
episodic. That’s not to say, however, that all of the episodes are
uninteresting. The film’s most exciting scene involves a run-in between the
trappers and a band of Blackfoot Indians, culminating with the startling image
of warriors scalping Henry. In a separate passage of the storyline, Bill ends
up stuck in the wilderness, using his stamina and wits in order to survive
without proper resources. Some of this stuff is fun to watch, and some of it
isn’t.
The
Mountain Men: FUNKY
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