Double Bill: '60s-'70s Paranoia
How do you know a movie comes from the late 1960s, early 1970s? The big, male star and box office draw is likely to die. In case you haven't seen these, I won't tell you which one ends that way.
THE PARALLAX VIEW (1974) (dir. Alan Pakula; starring Warren Beatty, Paula Prentiss, William Daniels, Hume Cronyn)
A bit early for Watergate paranoia, this one springs from questioning the Warren Commission investigation of the assassination of President Kennedy, as well as distrust of the investigation into the assassination of Bobby Kennedy; I associate Beatty with RFK but I think he also rubbed elbows with JFK.
A senator running for president is assassinated. The assassin is caught, except we see the real one get away. Several witnesses of the assassination die mysteriously in the next few years, including a friend of Beatty's small time reporter, Frady. This prompts Frady to dig in. He's a bit of a rebel -- this was Beatty post-Bonnie and Clyde, the slick outsider dressed up and coiffed to the max schtick -- and his make it up as you go along style starts hitting pay dirt. Cronyn plays his indulgent editor, and does a nice job of balancing Beatty's rebel pose. Daniels and Prentiss are their usual reliable professional selves, bringing some depth to pawns in the conspiracy behind a private corporation, Parallax.
I do think Beatty gives Robert Redford a run for blandest big name, big box office star ever. Speaking of whom ...
THREE DAYS OF THE CONDOR (1975) (dir. Sydney Pollack; starring Robert Redford, Faye Dunaway, Cliff Robertson, John Houseman, Max Von Sydow)
Apparently they only had half the budget the novel this is based on, Six Days of the Condor by James Grady, had.
Excellent cast in a taut political thriller involving the CIA, a section of which is assassinated -- sense a theme? -- because of something one of its members, Turner (Redford) known in trade as Condor, tripped over. Turner's section reads books, manuals, whatever is printed here and abroad to determine if its coded, to pick up ideas, to check if it inadvertently or otherwise exposes operations of the Company. While Turner is away getting lunch for his team, the assassins arrive, wipe them out, and move on. From there it's a cat-and-mouse game as Turner tries to figure out why, evade the assassins and try to find someone he can trust. Enter Dunaway.
I recall a review at the time saying Redford and Dunaway had no chemistry together, and I'm not quite sure that was right. There's an awkwardness between them that seems appropriate for the situation.
Redford exudes a kind of straight-forward charm that makes this work. Even so, I still think he's bland.
Both of these are worth watching, and both seem somewhat like relics of an earlier time. Not that concern and even fear of government and corporate intrigue is no longer called for, just that the stakes and issues have altered somewhat.