Although I like my films and telly, I do try to steer discussion
onto other topics when meeting new people, at least for a while. On
this occasion I mentioned James Garner, only to be told I was wrong.
While trying not to appear too bothered with this slur, I felt I had
to defend his honour in his absence. I like to think I did alright,
even after a few Jack Daniels and cokes, but it left me thinking more
needs to be done to raise the profile of America’s finest.
So I’ve dug out an article I put together last year for a film course I took (written just after watching The Americanization of Emily) and, before that, here’s what I said about Jimbo back in this blog’s first post:
His work and style epitomise everything I like in my entertainment.
Heroes that aren’t black or white, but black and grey. Characters that
would rather talk their way out of a situation than fight (who would
have the guts to fight someone with a gun in real life? A Garner
character would rather leg it). Humour that is understated rather than
puerile or OTT. And a bit of realism in amongst the nonsense makes for
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