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When Michael Cimino's film "Heaven's Gate" was released in 1980, it received some of the harshest notices on record. Roger Ebert called it: The most scandalous cinematic waste I have ever seen. But it's always had its defenders. The film is now out in a restored director's cut on DVD and Blu-ray from Criterion, and our critic-at-large John Powers wanted to see whether it looked better to him today than it did when it first came out. He says the movie got him thinking about the reasons why some films become notorious failures.
JOHN POWERS, BYLINE: The director Francois Truffaut once remarked that it takes as much time and energy to make a bad movie as to make a good one. He was right, but I would add one thing: It takes extraordinary effort to make a truly memorable flop. The best example is "Heaven's Gate," the hugely expensive 1980 movie by Michael Cimino. That's the most famous cinematic disaster of my lifetime.
It's part of that film's legend that it not only took down a studio, United Artists, but was the nail in the coffin of Hollywood's auteur filmmaking of the 1970s. Yet Cimino's movie has had its champions over the years, especially in Europe where many reckon it an unappreciated masterwork. So when Criterion released its ravishing new DVD in Blu-ray of the restored director's cut, which runs three-and-a-half hours, I was curious to see how "Heaven's Gate" looked 30 years on.
The movie is a revisionist Western that offers a bleak reading of American history. Raspy voiced Kris Kristofferson - whose movie stardom now seems utterly baffling - stars as James Averill, a son of the ruling class whom we first see at his Harvard graduation in 1870. An idealist, Averill heads out West to help civilize the country, becoming a lawman in Johnson County, Wyoming.
But by the 1890s, things are spinning out of control. Livestock barons have declared war on the county's Eastern European immigrants whom they think of as thieves and rabble. They've put out a death list of 150 people, including the woman Averill loves - a brothel-running prostitute played by the fleshy young Isabelle Huppert.
Here Averill goes into the elite gentlemen's club in Casper and encounters the movie's well-heeled arch villain, played by the normally noble Sam Waterston, who's the driving force behind the death list. He's startled to see Averill.
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SAM WATERSTON: (as Frank Canton) You were blackballed out of this club long ago, Averill. You're trespassing. We could have you shot here legally.
KRIS KRISTOFFERSON: (as James Averill) Legally, you bastards have a right to protect your own property, but unless you've got a signed legal warrant for every name on that death list, stay out of my county.
WATERSTON: (as Frank Canton) You offset every effort we make to protect our property and that of members of your own class.
KRISTOFFERSON: (as James Averill) You're not my class, Canton. You never will be. You'd have to die first and be born again.
POWERS: From here, the movie slowly, slowly, slowly builds to the actual historical event known as the Johnson County War between mercenary killers and immigrants. And it must be said that this showdown actually feels more timely now in this era of Occupy Wall Street and fierce battles over immigration than it did in the very beginning of the Reagan era when the film's gut-bucket Marxism ran against the prevailing cultural mood.
Now, "Heaven's Gate's" failure isn't surprising, for it truly was a vainglorious folly, in love with its own beauty and supposed profundity. Shots linger forever. The characters' behavior is often inexplicably silly. Yet at the same time, the movie's not nothing. Cimino has a great sense of space, a marvelous eye for landscape, and a taste for epic storytelling.
He was trying to make a masterpiece, and though he wound up with a critical and box office drubbing, the failure to pull off the masterpiece is hardly the worst crime an artist can commit. But it was treated as such. The reviling of "Heaven's Gate" became a key moment of the post-'70s cultural reversion in which film became less about personal expression and more about corporate entertainment.
Cimino's film came out just as it was becoming routine for ordinary people to learn the weekend's box offices grosses and often the budgets of what they were watching. You began hearing filmgoers discuss whether Francis Coppola spent too much money - his own money, mind you - on "Apocalypse Now."
In such a context, Cimino's excesses on "Heaven's Gate" fed a simple moralistic narrative about hubristic, out-of-control filmmakers who cared more about their personal visions than about entertaining the audience the way blockbusters like "Star Wars" and "Indiana Jones" did. Naturally, Hollywood executives loved this storyline which let them feel like the victim of villainous artists.
What was wrong with this idea is that the problem in Hollywood - now, then and always - is not artistic hubris, but dollar-driven hackery. It's not ambitious failures like "Cloud Atlas," but games turned into movies like "Battleship." While Cimino's film is one of the top 10 all-time money losers, it's behind such drek as "Cutthroat Island," "Sahara," "Mars Needs Moms," and "The Adventures of Pluto Nash."
If we forget about all these other flops, it's because at the deepest level, they were made to be forgotten. Not so "Heaven's Gate." Say what you will against it, you can tell that it's the work of one man, and that he wanted you to remember it forever.
GROSS: John Powers is film critic for Vogue and Vogue.com. We're closing with music by pianist and composer Dave Brubeck. He died this morning, one day shy of his 92nd birthday. On Friday, we'll rebroadcast our 1999 interview with Brubeck. This is "Take Five," his most famous composition from his most famous album "Time Out." It was released in 1959 and showcased the group's use of unusual time signatures. I'm Terry Gross.