Posts by arthurarnell

Freightline".
Yates paused for a moment,
"A what?"
Walsh smiled.
"I know it sounds insane but I have bought a ftreight haulage company". seeing the look on Yates face he continued.
"Its in Colorado, a little place called Tuba City".
"And it's a freight line" said Yates almost in disbelief, and continued.
"And you've bought it".
"I couldn't resist it" said walsh eagerly. "It was a real bargin".
"I bet it was" thought Yaes.
After a pause walsh turned to Yates and said.
"Are you with me? Or do I go alone?
Standing up Yates offered Walsh his hand.
"For god only knows why I'm with you pardner".
Five days later the pair arrived in Tuba City. Riding down what passed for the main street they came to the bank. Dismounting Walsh said,
Ive got to see the bank manager, a man called O'Brian.

It had been two years since Walsh and Yates had split the gold and headed their own way. Yates decide to leave Sonara in a hurry and decided to head east. Several days went by and as night fell he spotted a camp fire not far ahead
As he rode into the camp he spotted a figure pouring himself some coffee. “Sure smells good”.
“Hell no! I recognise that voice” interupted the stranger.
Yates dismounted and walked over to the fire to where Walsh was standing holding out a cup of steaming black coffee.
The two men shook hands. Yates noticed that Jacob had aged in the two years they had been apart, but then hell, he guessed that he didn't look so young anymore.
Sitting together they began to fill in the missing two years.
"What are you doing out here in the middle of nowhere Jacob?" Yates asked his old partner.
Walsh took a long pull from his cup.
"After we split I sorta bummed my way around doin nothin in particular, just spending money like there was no tomorrow. Then I wised up and looked about.
I think I saw a bargain advertised, and I went for it".
Walsh paused making certain that he had Yates undivided attention.
"I'm glad we've met again, perhaps it was meant to be. I'd sorta like you to come in with me".
Yates was all ears.
"What have you bought?" He asked eagerly. ........

Hi Hondo

As far as I am aware I have never seen a bio or auto-bio on Ward Bond. But that doesn't mean there isn't one, and if anyone knows different could they please let me know as I'd love to read it.

Best Regards

Arthur

Hi It's me again

A couple I forgot to mention

HATARI - Henry Mancini RCA Records BMG Music Spain 74321611222

MY RIFLE MY PONY AND ME - Music and TV Soundtracks
Bear Family Records
Includes
My Rifle My Pony and Me - Dean Martin Ricky Nelson
Ballad of the Alamo - Marty Robbins
The Searchers - Sons of the Pioneers
The Sons of Katie Elder -Johnny Cash
Rio Bravo - Dean Martin
North to Alask - Johnny Horton

WILD WILD WEST - Great Western Film Themes 3CD's Boxed
Includes:-
How The West Was Won (main theme)
The Comancheros (main theme)
Ballad of the Alamo (main theme)
Green Leaves of summer (main theme)
Tru Grit (main theme
Rio Bravo (main theme)

THE WILD BUNCH BEST OF THE WEST * (Highly Recomended if you are a western
fan)
The CZECH Symphony Orchestra Silva Screen FilmCD 136
Includes :-
The Sons of Katie Elder - main theme
Rio Lobo - main theme
The Alamo - overture

WAND'RIN' STAR - Bear family records
Includes:
Ricky Nelson & Walter Brennan - get along home Cindy
Gene Pitney - The Man Who shot Liberty Valance
Claude King - The Comancheros

In my first post I mentioned the CD Rio Bravo
I forgot to mention the music on it, it includes:-

My Rifle my Pony and Me - Dean Martin (studio version)
De Geullo - Nelson Riddle Orchestra
Tennessee Babe - Frankie Avalon*
Green Leaves of Summer - Frankie Avalon*
Here's to the Ladies - Frankie Avalon
The Ballad of the Alamo - Frankie Avalon*
The Ballad of the War Wagon - Ed Ames

* In the Frankie Avalon songs he sings them like he has a bus to catch and in the Ballad of the Alamo includes parts of the song that I think he made up himself, at least I've never heard them in any other of the ballads.

Hi

The John Wayne Film Society has just issued a list of forthcoming Region 2 DVD releases for Spring 2004

BRANNIGAN - 12th JANUARY

JOHN WAYNE - THE EARLY YEARS - 26th JANUARY

RIO LOBO - 2nd FEBRUARY

BIG JAKE - 2nd FEBRUARY

Hi

We have had a list of the definitive list of John Waynes Books, which I for one and I think alot of other people found useful and informative.

In another post the question was raised abouth the theme music for the Quiet Man.

I got to thinking how many other Cd containing Theme music from John Wayne films are in existence.

If I can start this topic off with the titles in my collection and if everyone else can fill in it migt also be useful.

So here goes

THE QUIET MAN - SFC 1501 The Dublin Screen Orchestra conducted by Kenneth
Alwyn.

AMERICA WHY I LOVE HER - Big John Records
(Also on 33rp Long Playing Record)

JOHN WAYNE - THE COMANCHEROS & TRUE GRIT - VCD 47236 The Utah Symphony Orchestra conducted by Elmer Bernstein

JOHN WAYNE - Volume Two THE SHOOTIST/ BIG JAKE/CAHILL U.S.MARSHALL VCD47264
The Utah Symphony Orchestra conducted by Elmer Bernstein

THE SEARCHERS - Conducted by Max Steiner with The sons of the Pioneers
Published by Warner Music FMA/MS 101 Manufactured by Screen
Archives Entertainment.

RIO BRAVO & OTHER MOVIE AND TV WESTERN THEMES - BCD 16328 AR
Bear Family Records PO BOX 1154 D-27727 HAMBERGEN GERMANY

THE COWBOYS - Conducted by John Williams
Varese Sarabande VSD 5540

THE HORSE SOLDIERS/DUEL AT DIABLO Best - Nr 9105W

TRUE GRIT - Music from the classic films of John Wayne - Silver Screen FilmCD153
The City of Prague Philharmonic

THE UNDEFEATED - FSM Silver Age Classics Limited to 3000 copies

EL DORADO/CUSTER OF THE WEST - Comanche 395/66.65

RIO GRANDE Original Motion Picture Soundtrack - Conducted by Victor Young
Varese Sarabande VSD-5378

RED RIVER - Moscow Symphony Orchestra and Choir
Marco Polo

RIO LOBO - Ptrometheus Record Limited Edition of 3000

In addition I have seen advertisments for-

THE ALAMO on CD and Long playing Record
CAST A GIANT SHADOW
THE SONS OF KATIE ELDER
THE BARBARIAN AND THE GEISHA
McQ - Issued November 2003
BRANNIGAN issued November 2003

Hi Araner.
Ward Bond was reputed to have never turned down a picture and was one of Hollywood's hardest working actores, appearing in 260 pictures.
Although he only appeared in 21 films with John Wayne he worked far more for John ford and was in every one of that director's most memorable films.

That fact is even more strange when you read of the exploits Bond used to get up to and even though they were drinking buddies I should imagine that Ford's patience and liking for the actors was often stretched to the limit.

Some instances that immediately spring to mind are the time while making Fort Apache when Ford was giving John Agar, then in his first picture a hard time, Bond flew into the location and for 'beat up' the set and ruined a take in the process. Wayne took Agar to one side and said it'll be alright Ford has a new whipping boy now.

On another occasion during the Searchers when Ford was filming the dramatic scene with Harry Carey, Geoffrey Hunter and John Wayne which ended with Waynes "D'ya want me to draw ya a picture".
In the middle of the scene Ward Bond wanted a shave and taking a plug out of a socket plugged his electric razor in it.

at the end of the take the cameraman realised that Bond had unplugged the camera and most of the scene had been lost. They never told Ford.

An finally for me the funniest story:
When Bond bet Wayne that he could not knock him off a sheet of newspaper. On accepting the wager Bond put the paper in the door way of a hotel room and closed the door on Wayne. Duke responded by putting his fist through the door and won the bet.

On the debit side if possible Bond's anti communist stance in the late forties and early fifties were even more radical than Waynes and as this damaged the duke later on, so it probably did for Bond.

Hi Chance

Two films spring to mind immediately without even giving it much thought:-

RED GARTERS (1954) with Guy Mitchell, Rosemary Clooney and Jack Carson it was so bad it was funny.

But the worst of all
THE OKLAHOMA KID (1939) wITH JAMES cAGNEY AND HUMPHREY BOGART
That film was just bad

Regards
Arthur

hit Yates and buried itself in his leg. Yates let out a yell and spun round in time to see Walsh empty the contents of his colt into the onrushing El Lobo who was lifted bodily off the ground and thrown backwards by the impact.
Ensuring that the only people left alive in the camp were Yate and himself he moved over to where his companion was reclineing against a rock.
A quick inspectionof Yates wound revealed that it wasn't life threatening, and that he would recover.
Applying a tournaquet and finding a make shift crutch, he helped Yates to his feet and together they approached the iron chest. Drawing his colt Walsh quickly shot of the padlock and slowly opened the chest to reveal the contents - GOLD!!
A half filled chest of gold nuggets enough to make them rich beyond the dreams of averice.
Picking up the half empty bottle of whiskey Walsh gave it to Yates, who took a massive swig before handing it back to Walsh who in turn took a large swig.
"To us pardner".
Walsh drained the bottle.
"An to never having to punch cows any more".
Then slowly loading the chest on to Mcwhirter's mule which they had found nearby.
As the suns rays heralded the start of the new dawn the two comrades, all past secrets now forgotten or forgiven, set out on the return journey home and a new life of health, wealth and happiness.

THE END

Hi ITDO

Thanks for the heads up. I only live seventy miles from London I don't know if I can make it but if you can supply more info I would be grateful.

Best Regards
Arthur

"Wer're soon gonna find out"
Below them the two men could see Iron Shirts camp or what was left of it. Wheras before the attack on Calamity Junction he could count on nearly two hundred mixed Comanchee and Comancheros he now numbered less than twenty. The remnents of his army were gathered around a huge fire in the middle of a clearing.
Sitting next to Iron Shirt was McWhirter with a slimy greasy individual on McWhirters other side who Walsh recognised as El Lobo the leader of the Comancheros.
"McWhirter didn't only bring rifles" said Yates.
Walsh nodded in agreement.
"It looks like the camp's blind drunk".
Walsh looked closely at Iron shirt, the indian was sitting on some sort of wooden box.
Suddenly Walsh turned to Yates.
"Thats not a box he's sitting on, it's an old iron chest, and the way he's guarding it, I' bet a dollar to a cent I know whats in it."
Loading their winchester and colts and taking plenty of ammunition the two men took up their firing positions.
Yates smiled grimly.
Around that fire they'll be sitting ducks we can take em all from here and raising his rifle to his shoulder he said,
"Starting with Iron shirt, El Lobo and that dirty double crossing sidewinder McWhirter"
Within a second both winchesters had spoken ................

The two men followed McWhirter as he trod a well worn path into the mountains.After an hours leisurely ride McWhirter came to a high rock upon which a comanchero was standing guard. the guard waved to McWhirter in acknowledgment as the old man rode by.
"That must be Iron Shirt's camp" Walsh remarked.
"It's getting dark. We'll wait a bit, get rid of that guard and get into the camp".....

As the two men rode through the foothills each was subdued in their own thoughts, both reflected on what had gone before and the rotten luck they had experienced since they had begun their quest for the El Dorado.
Suddenly something in the distance caught Walsh's attention. Shielding his eyes from the sun he could make out a lone rider and a mule.
Walsh turned to Yates.
"What's a lone rider doing out this far and in injun country as well? Lets get a bit closer"
Silently and cautiously the two men closed unseen on the solitary rider. When close enough Walsh could clearly see that the mule was packing four large boxes.
He then focused on the rider, an elderly man. As they both recognised the rider they reined their horses in.
"McWhirter!" they exclaimed together.
"And it doesn't need a genius to figure out that those boxes are carrying winchesters", Yates remarked.
Turning to Yates Walsh asked.
"Dya ever wonder where that drunken old man got his money?"
"No" replied Yates.
" But I'm beginning to understand now".
"Lets follow him, we may get something out of this after all" . ......

"Its a gold nugget. I must have picked it up on the mountain".
Laughing he placed the nugget in his pocket.
"The last of the El Dorado gold" he said.
"I'll keep it as a souvenier".
They rode on in silence until Walsh turned to Yates and said,
"I think we're good for each other, lets string along together and see how things pan out".
In the mountains Chief Iron Shirt and El Lobo their numbers badly reduced by the unsuccessful raid on Calamity Junction, were plotting ways to get their revenge against Walsh and Yates....

Hi Hondo, Chester and Itdo

Before I start can I say that I consider John Ford's 'My Darling Clementine' one of his finest pictures and very similar to 'Young Lincoln' which besides also starring Henry Fonda also had a number of similarities particularly in the dance and grave scenes.

However-

As you rightly say Itdo Ford never spoke much about My Darling Clementine even when pressed to name his favourite pictures.

Ford prided himself on his meticulous adherence to history particulary in his westerns and always followed the historical facts. A close inspection of the entire film reveals that in this case his knowledge of the Earps, and even stranger when Ford states that he counted Wyatt Earp among his personal friends and actually had Earp's rifle, was lacking somewhat.

apparantly James Earp was the eldest of the brothers not the youngest and could not have been killed in a cattle rustling incident as the Earps did not own cattle in Tombstone. He was killed in 1881 and not 1882.

By the time of the gunfight in October 1881 Old Man Clanton was dead.

None of the Earps had been shot prior to the gunfight and all emerged unscathed from the resulting battle although both Morgan and Virgil were subsequently killed in seperate incidents.

The biggest alteration to history is when Ford killed off Doc Holliday when he actually died from tuberulosis in a Colarado sanitarium in 1885.

In 'John Ford's American West' Ford explained how he came to film the actual gunfight and placed the emphasis on the arrival of the stagecoach. He explained that Wyatt Earp had told him about the gunfight and how he had planned his entire strategy on the arrival of the stage and the ensuing dust being enough to give him covering fire.

Watching 'My Darling Clementine' you can understand the later 'The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance' and the statement 'when the legend becomes fact print the legend'.

Regarding the cutting Ford was a great believer in cutting with the camera, and on occasions he would hold his hand in front of the camera thus self cutting. This ensured that the editor was left with very little film to play with.

Darryl Zanuck however in scenes reminiscent of The Barbarian and the Geisha got the film and took out a number of scenes. Jane Darnell as the madam of the whorehouse was particully savaged to little more than a cameo role.

When Ford found out what Zanuck had done he was most displeased and felt that the picture had been taken away from him.

Others felt that the clash was a simple matter of Ford adopting a deliberate well ordered structure as opposed to Zanucks impatience and that his resulting fast structure had destroyed the rhythm of the picture.

Although the film received good reviews it was not considered to be a classic and its supporters while being complimentary about the direction and the beauty of the picture dismissed it as at worst horse opera and at best as a rip roaring saga.

His critics weren't so complimentry one found the film to be 'a slow poke cowboy epic ruined by Ford's pictorializing', while another claimed: that Ford's happy preoccupation with style reduced his material to a sentimental legend of rural America'

Taking your point in an earlier post Itdo the film is an art form to be enjoyed. Documentaries are for fact, and I will now repeat what I said earlier, right wrong or indifferent factual or legend I find Ford's
westerns very watchable and I do like 'My Darling Clementine'

Regards
Arthur

Hi all,
Looking through to answer a question on another post. I found yet another book on Stagecoach very interesting 95 pages, published by the British Film Institue under BFI Classics.

Stagecoach - Edward Buscombe published BFI publishing (1992) and available from 21 Stephen Street, LondonWIP 1PL

a small group of rocks behind which with his leg and chest clearly trapped lay the old prospector Hank. Walsh gave him a cursary glance it didn't need a doctor to see that the old man was in a bad way and didn't have long to live.
Seeing Walsh the old man made frantic efforts to free himself but gave up and fell backwards when the effort proved to be too much.
"It looks like you've won" he gasped
By nowYates had joined the pair.
"I didn't want it to end this way" said Walsh.
"Is there anything we can do for you?
Hank shook his head, blood slowly trickled from the side of his mouth.
"At lot of men have died in the last coupla days looking for this accursed mine, and do you know what the jokes on them".
Walsh could feel an impending doom coming on.
"What dymean?" shouted Yates.
The old man cackled a dry chesty laugh that rattled.
"There aint no gold, the mine aint been worked in years".
Yates looked at Walsh, the blood draining from his face, then turning to Hank he said
"I don't believe ya, If theres no gold why are you still here?"
Hank slowly opened his eyes.
"Me and Mcwhirter divied up the gold years ago then went our seperate ways He drank he's and I spent mine," he paused then continued,
"And why am I still here, because sonny, there aint no where else to go.
Yates turned to Walsh.
"Then this has been all for nothing".
"Yes sonny it has" Hank said,
"but I'm going to have the last laugh, he brought out from under him a detonator and with his last dying breath pressed the handle down. As he breathed his last there was a deafening explosing and the top of the mountain disappeared as a hundred tons of rubble engulfed the mine entrance.
The two men sat looking at each other in complete disbelief.
"After what we've been through to lose it now" said Yates.
Walsh stood up.
"No point in hanging around we can't change it"
As the walked down the remnents of the mountain, Walsh turned to Yates.
"Besides I've heard of a lost diamond mine in montana."
Yates laughed
"Thats another story" he said.

saw Hank moving up the trail somehow he had got behind them and was firing at the position where Yates was standing. To his left he could also see Joey and assumed that the pair were going to get Yates in a cross fire.
Walsh's prediciment was if he fired at either of the men he would give his position away to the other. However it had to be done.
Joey presented the easier target but Hank was the better shot. In any event he had to save his partner Twisting he fired off one round and with a piercing scream Joey pitched headlong into the chasm.
Walsh immediately changed his position to avoid Hank's return fire.
But on looking round he noticed that the old man had gone.
A deadly game of cat and mouse was about to begin with three men, one of whom knew the mountain like the back of his hand. . . .

Walsh was alarmed. He and Yates had heard the shooting back in the canyon but had no idea who or what was shooting or being shot at.
"There's a secret trail leading up to the top of the mountain and the mine " Walsh said.
"I think I can find it"
As the two men slowly made their way up the steep pathway another shot rang out clipping a boulder above Yate's head. Both men ducked for cover as yet another shot zipped by.
"Who's shooting at us?
"I don't knoew" Walsh replied
"But were sitting ducks here".
"It's getting dark" said Yates.
"We'll stay hear until sun up".
Through the night Walsh racked his brains thinking of the past events. His mind went back to the night before they set out from the fort and his final conversation with McWhirter. There had to be a clue somewhere.
Suddenly it came to him he recalled the old prospectors words.
"Then one night ole Hank disappeared and we never saw him again".
Turning to Yates Walsh recounted his conversation with McWhirter.
"I think I know who'se up there", he said grimly. . .

walsh replied.
"I'm here. In the settling dust Walsh could just make a shadowy figure on the ridge moving up the canyon.
"What the hells going on", he said.
Halfway up the canyon Carlos and his three companions had halted wondering with all the shooting wha was happening up ahead. They were soon to find out. From above the winchester fired again and the leading horseman was thrown from his saddle. Carlos stood up.
"What the he..."
were the final words he spoke as the winchesters retort echoed around the canyon. A look of disbelief came fleetingly across the old Mexican's face before he too pitched headlong into the dirt.
Seeing their numbers halved in the space of a few seconds, the remaining men decided that discretion was indeed the better part of valour, and wheeling their hoses about dashed headlong for the end of the canyon and the safety of Perdition.
Now seemingly only Walsh held the secret whereabouts of the El Dorado - but was the only one. For high on the ridge unbeknown to Walsh and Yates a new advocate had entered the fray.
The fnal hand was about to be dealt and for Walsh a new nightmare was about to begin. . . .