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- When they were kids Texas Ranger Jack Benteen used to be best friends with drug kingpin Cash Bailey. At present, however, the only element linking them together is Jack's girlfriend Sarita, who used to be with Cash. She returns to Cash as a voluntary hostage to make certain that Jack keeps his hands off the drug lord's operation. On top of that, there is a meticulously planned drug bust, in which both Jack and Cash butt heads with CIA-funded paramilitary Maj. Paul Hackett, following his own agenda.
- A Texas Ranger and a ruthless narcotics kingpin - they were childhood friends, now they are adversaries...
- Ah, a John Milius story. What a man's gotta do, a man's gotta do, preferably with a truckload of ordinance. This being Texas way, there's a lot of men gotta doing with large white hats and thousand yard stares. Nick Nolte is amazing in this picture. He is the law and his head stays fixed like granite, eyes staring straight ahead. Seeing as he's wearing a hat the size of Wisconsin, it's not surprising. One false move and he'll topple over. He is involved in a truly complex plot involving drugs, mercenaries, bank robbery, embittered renegade ex-CIA operatives and long moustaches. Nolte goes to see a childhood friend out in the desert called Cash Bailey who looks like the man from Delmonte. He is played by an actor of whom the comedian Kenny Everett once said on a quiz show: "Who?" But Everett is no more and Powers Boothe is still here, so there. And there's a lot of 'there' with Mr Boothe. Not only is he on the wrong side of the law but he used to go out with Nolte's current squeeze Sarita and also wears a white hat taller than the average Hyatt. Are the men too alike? Testosterone spurts as if from miniature water pistols from out of their shirts and a reckoning is due. But they love each other. Not the love that dare not speak it's name mind, but the kind of mutual respect that would make either of them happy and honoured to have their guts blown out by the other. True love, in other words.<br/><br/>There is a robbery. Various people die, including Nolte's partner Rip Torn and Cash absconds to a Mexican village with a kidnapped Sarita and some nose candy. In true 'Ah've come fer mah boy' style Nolte goes after them, his hat no doubt super glued on for mobility's sake. A bunch of violent back stabbing and double crossed people show up too. None of them are smiling. None of them know what's going on or whose who. Cash gets high on his own supply. Sarita is shocked by his boorish and lecherous behaviour and as for that beard, even the man from Delmonte would say no. She concludes he has lost the plot and we're impressed as we never even found it. The Milius code is simple. Get a big gun. Shoot at anything with a deep voice. Last man left standing gets the girl. The hat can be sent home by freight later. There is a blood bath. Cash and Nolte square up. Nolte gives a speech. "It is a far, far greater thing that I don't do now than I never did the last weekend of April". Or something. Whose quickest on the draw? Whose so confused by the plot that they're not even facing the right direction?<br/><br/>Hilarious parody of macho BS, critique of redundant masculinity or Dionysian celebration of it? Frankly, the only thing preying on my mind is what if you should accidently spill director Walter Hill's drink in real life? I envisage a huge bull in a leather jacket with steam pouring out it's nostrils. You call him MISTER Hill, not Mary. Definitely not Mary.
- The sheriff of this small Texas border town is the grim and determined Jack Benteen (Nick Nolte). Nick wears his shirts buttoned to the neck, despite the heat, and is decked out in a white, flat-brimmed cowboy hat. The setting is modern -- well, as modern as a Texas border town gets -- and drugs are being smuggled across the border. Nick's trying to stop it but he's getting no help from Washington. His chief adversary in this conflict is Cash Bailey, played by Powers Boothe in a dusty old white suit and another white cowboy hat. I have to pause long enough to applaud those characters' names -- Jack Benteen and Cash Bailey. I don't know why, but I love them. "Jack" -- plain and solid American. "Cash" -- flighty and self indulgent. And "Benteen", a major involved in the Battle of the Little Big Horn, while "Bailey" is a perversion of Jimmy Stewart's name in the best-known and most endearingly heart-warming Christmas movie ever made. Anyhow, Nick and Powers used to be buddies but are now on opposite sides of the law.<br/><br/>On top of that, there is Maria Conchita Alonzo, a Cuban singer who here plays a Mexican singer who can't quite make up her mind which of these two gun-packing hombres she's more attracted to. The perfidious witch switches from Nick because, as she puts it, she wants to know "where we go from here" after a five-year-long love affair. Now, whether Nick can interpret this or not, what she means is that she wants to get married and "build a home." Nick is determined to stride into the middle of Powers' desert fortress in a small town across the border, put an end to his scurrilous and illegal activities, and retrieve Alonzo in the bargain. I won't spend much time on the plot.<br/><br/>The astute viewer will notice that -- yes, it's true -- this is a Peckinpoid movie. It's a kind of combination of "The Wild Bunch" and "Getaway", directed by Sam Pekinpah. All the signature artifacts and ideas are there. Lots of beat-up old cars caroming along unpaved roads and leaving plumes of tawny dust in their wakes, bottles of tequila passed back and forth, political corruption, the slow-motion impact of bullets, the hyperglandular machismo, the in-group treachery, the sexy woman who can't be trusted, Mexico as the last frontier, and guns. Lots of guns. The climax of "The Wild Bunch" had a .30 caliber machine gun spraying lead through a crowd and killing millions. "Extreme Prejudice" has a DUAL MOUNT of .30 caliber machine guns spraying lead through a crowd. Double your bullets, double your fun.<br/><br/>It was written by John Milius, a gun enthusiast himself. On one of his films, he had it written into his contract that he would be the hunter who actually shot the animals for the film. On another TV production that he wrote, he had Teddy Roosevelt and his Rough Riders atop San Juan Hill in Cuba, spraying the enemy, and shouting quotes from Henry V's pep talk in Shakespeare's play -- "Band of brothers," "St. Crispin's Day", blah blah.<br/><br/>I kind of like these movies of hot, dusty Texas towns with bank robbers and smugglers and bouncing vehicles though. There are several of them floating around. The photography and location shooting are usually pretty good, as they are here. But this one involves so much pandering to one's fondness for violence that it leaves a sour taste. For instance, there is a paramilitary group of DEA agents supposedly in it to help Nick do his job. Actually, their leader (Michael Ironside) is corrupt and intends to steal the dope money. Mainly, these extra half-dozen raggedy killers are there to raise the body count at the cathartic mass slaughter. They don't do anything else of import.<br/><br/>The only performance I really felt came across was Powers Boothe's. He effectively combines an easy-going, relaxed, aw-shucks, genial Texan sensibility with an iron core of greedy turpitude. After he shoots a Mexican subordinate unexpectedly through the forehead (big joke), he comes up with something like, "Oh, heck, ya pay a governor enough around here and ya can shoot anybody ya like. Now clean up this mess. Nothing' for a lady to see." <br/><br/>It's diverting fun but it lacks entirely any of the poetry that Sam Pekinpah might have brought to it while he was still functioning adequately. There's never a pause for reflection or reality intrusions. Every line, every action, seems designed to propel the plot forward, as if the viewer might be bored if the story took a closer look at the everyday lives of its characters. Fun, yes, but condescending fun.
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