![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Getting into fights, abusing his crew, and generally losing his ability to maintain any kind of composure on set because of his unyielding need for booze (rumors of him drinking four full bottles of whiskey or vodka a day during filming were common) limited his ability to function as the manager of a film set. He was an out-of-control personality, though. A movie with a title like Bring Me the Head of Alfredo Garcia you expect to be all exploitative nonsense, but when Peckinpah delivers a weird, touching tale of loss at the same time, it’s a surprise and incredibly worthwhile. Peckinpah’s work is filled with really well-written characters, especially the men (there are a couple of well-written women), and strong ideas. ![]() However, to call Peckinpah’s work exploitation would be an insult. He did offer that once with the Steve McQueen vehicle The Getaway, but most of the rest are the sorts of things that take two full steps into the realm of exploitation. Sam Peckinpah’s work is hard-edged and rough, not the sort of thing for mass audiences who go to the movies for a good time. His worst films are victims of his later, much deeper descents into alcoholism and drug addiction. His best films are uncompromising views at violence, masculinity, and friendship in an uncaring world. ![]()
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