The Gauntlet (1977)
Towards the end of the
1970s, there is little doubt that Clint Eastwood got stuck up in a
screen persona and a tentative social criticism which in retrospect was
little other than exaggerated, nihilistic genre masturbation. I submit
films such as
The Enforcer and this frenzy of
'shoot first, talk never' entitled The Gauntlet as evidence.
The Gauntlet was actually the first film I ever saw starring Clint,
when I was allowed to sit up with my parents to watch it on a rented VHS
some time during the fairly early 1980s. It was a rather violent film to
let a 6-year-old watch, but what made the biggest impression on me, was
that they had to destroy that perfectly fine bus. It seemed just idiotic
(and scary), and it still does, watching the film some 25 years later.
It is strange to see how Clint, in his sixth venture in the director's
chair, alternates between going for poignant, human drama - (which he
incidentally largely succeeds at), and trying to link these passages
intelligently up to the most ridiculous police action of the 1970s. Bear
in mind that Clint probably had some anti-violence mission in mind when
making this film (seeing as he only fires two shots himself, and never
at a person), but the 'one crazy man works better than the crazy system'
thematics is firstly overdone and secondly rather off the mark here.