The Big Country

poster204The Big Country (1958) has been described as a Cold War allegory, and I guess the reasons for that are fairly clear for anyone who wants to see them. It’s also been referred to as a traditional “stranger in a strange land” style tale, which is once again obvious enough. Whilst the latter is a theme that’s been visited too many times to mention, the former tends to date movies badly if that’s all there is on offer; one has only to compare a one-note diatribe like Ralph Nelson’s Soldier Blue to multi-layered works such as Peckinpah’s The Wild Bunch, Richard Brooks’ The Professionals, or Aldrich’s Ulzana’s Raid to see the difference. What raises The Big Country above a trite critique of contemporary politics and lends it a timeless relevance is the fact that it’s also an examination of man (or should I say men) and what he’s made of. The hero continuously has his masculinity questioned and challenged, and it’s his refusal to play others’ games and conform to preconceived ideas of how he should or should not act that builds up his stature in the viewer’s eyes while, conversely, it is diminished in the eyes of his fellow characters.

Jim McKay (Gregory Peck) is the archetypal easterner come west. His arrival is enough to literally stop the locals in their tracks, gazing in wonder at this alien figure with his trim suit and odd hat. McKay is a seaman who’s come to this new land to wed Pat Terrill (Carroll Baker), daughter of a wealthy rancher. Within a very short time McKay has a run in with Buck Hannassey (Chuck Connors) and his brothers, and so gets his first taste of the situation he’s landed himself in. The Hannassey’s are a rough and ready clan of ranchers engaged in an off and on vendetta with McKay’s future father-in-law Major Terrill (Charles Bickford). The cause of the feud is a piece of land that both families covet due to its providing that most valuable of commodities in the parched prairies of the old west, water. Having said that, the bitterness and venom that both Pat and the Major express when speaking of their not so welcome neighbours hints at some deeper source for the rivalry. Right away you can sense McKay’s unease at the raw hatred he’s exposed to, and the fact that he refuses to share in it and even backs off confronting the Hannassey’s shocks his bride-to-be. In fact, McKay seems to do nothing but disappoint his betrothed; he avoids taking a ride on the unbroken horse that’s traditionally wheeled out to give all newcomers a rough welcome, and worst of all turns his back on a fight that the Major’s foreman Steve Leech (Charlton Heston) goads him into. As far as Pat is concerned, these all amount to calculated insults and his shunning of such public displays of machismo cast doubts on his manhood and, by extension, on her pride and judgement. However, the viewer gets to see what Pat and her father don’t: that McKay is no coward, he’s merely a man with a deep sense of personal honour who’s offended by the act of showing off to others and proving to them that which he’s very sure of himself. When Pat rides off in a huff, and the Major and Steve go hunting vengeance, McKay quietly takes out that unbroken horse and sets about taming it. Time and again the animal hurls him into the dust of the corral, and time and again McKay gets back in the saddle until he finally bends it to his will.

The thing about McKay is he’s spent years sailing the oceans of the world and knows full well what hardships he’s capable of enduring. He feels no obligation to show the Major what a big man he is for the simple reason that he’s already proven that to himself. To McKay, that’s all that matters: that a man should know his own abilities and that his woman should believe in him just because she is his woman. For Pat, however, that’s not the case and she comes to feel shame for having chosen a man who regards acts of bravado as beneath him. If further evidence were needed of McKay’s physical courage then it comes in a remarkable night time scene. Having begged off a public brawl with Steve, McKay pays him a nocturnal visit to “say goodbye”. The two men walk out onto the moonlit prairie and engage in a brutal fist fight that was marvellously filmed and choreographed. Director William Wyler shot the whole scene without music and the only sounds heard throughout are the grunts and gasps of the two men punctuated by the thud of bone striking flesh. Wyler also made excellent use of the camera in that scene, alternating between close-up, medium and ever widening long shots that point up not only the isolation of McKay and Steve but also their insect-like insignificance (and indeed the insignificance of their struggle) in that vast landscape. By the end of their bout, as both men stand bruised and bleeding, McKay asks Steve what he thinks that has proved. In addition, there’s also the standoff with Buck late on, when he rides into the Hannassey’s place to try and rescue Julie Maragon (Jean Simmons) and head off a bloodbath in the making. As Rufus (Burl Ives), the patriarch of the Hannassey’s, does the honours the two men take the requisite number of paces and turn to face each other down the barrels of McKay’s antique duelling pistols.


I’ve already mentioned William Wyler’s masterful use of the wide lens, but it’s to be seen all the way through the film. The whole thing is a visual delight that takes in both the sprawling prairie vistas and the blanched rocks of the canyon between Terrill’s ranch and the Hannassey’s place. Blanco Canyon is the setting for the scene that, for me at least, is just about the finest in the picture. The Major has decided that a showdown with the Hannassey’s is unavoidable and sets off to finish things for good. When it becomes apparent that he and his men will be riding into an ambush, the Major turns to Steve for support. However, this man has had his bellyful of mindless violence and says so. The Major rides off alone to meet whatever fate awaits him. Steve has looked on this man as a surrogate father all his life and you can see the anguish etched into his features as he watches him depart. He mounts up, and the camera moves to the mouth of the canyon and the lone figure of the Major. As Jerome Moross’ spine-tingling score slowly builds the angle shifts slightly and Steve gallops into view, drawing level with the Major he looks back to see the rest of the ranch hands come one by one round the rim of the canyon. There’s not a word exchanged between Heston or Bickford but the flickering glances and quickly concealed smiles speak volumes. To me this is cinema at its purest, where visuals, score and subtle expression tell the viewers all they need to know about the nature of a relationship, and in this case what masculinity is about – the importance of loyalty, affection and sheer guts even when good sense should dictate otherwise.

I honestly couldn’t criticise any of the performances and just about every major character felt fully rounded. Peck’s hero is maybe too straight down the line but that’s a minor complaint when you consider that such a role was necessary amid all the complexity elsewhere. Charles Bickford should be the guy to hiss at, but the raw courage and determination he invests in the Major tempers the less savoury aspects. There aren’t really any absolute villains in The Big Country, Chuck Connors comes the closest but even he is more to be pitied than anything. He shows himself to be only a step or two above an animal towards the end but it’s hard not to see him as something of a victim of circumstance in some respects too. I thought Charlton Heston gave one of his best performances in a role that ensured he got to act in a restrained and measured way, his lower billing probably contributing to that. Burl Ives picked up a Best Supporting Actor Oscar for his part and I’d say he deserved it on the basis of a couple of memorable scenes alone – his gatecrashing of Major Terrill’s party and the climax, where he is forced to do the unthinkable, immediately spring to mind. Both Jean Simmons and Carroll Baker did well portraying two opposite sides of the female character and made the most of their screen time.

MGM’s R2 DVD of The Big Country is slightly disappointing. The anamorphic scope image is generally clean and sharp with good colours but there are some really irritating instances of shimmer, especially when any of the wooden buildings are on view. What’s maybe more annoying is the fact that the disc is practically barebones. This is an important film, and not simply because it’s an epic production; it’s a movie that’s both visually and thematically rich and deserves better. Anyway, despite some reservations about the DVD the film itself is a genuine classic that ought to have a place on the shelf of those who consider themselves western fans, or even just fans of quality cinema.

13 thoughts on “The Big Country

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  2. Colin, I have just seen this film in the last few days and remembered you had reviewed it, so am dipping into your archives again. I hadn’t thought about the Cold War aspect, but can see it now – but, as you say, there is a lot more to it. I like the way you discuss the various efforts to force Peck to prove himself, and how he refuses to do so – but proves himself to the cinema audience all the same, when the other characters aren’t looking. I do find the film a bit soapy at times, but the grandeur of the landscape and the smallness of the human figures in it work against that feeling. Anyway, liked your review a lot and I’m glad to have seen this film at last.


    • Thanks Judy. I’m glad you saw the movie and liked it. I know what you mean about the soapy aspect, but I feel it works as a movie on so many levels that I can overlook that. I’ve seen it quite a few times now, and I have to say it continues to rise in my estimation.
      Thanks a lot for taking the time to dig out my review of this one and comment on it too.


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  4. What a fine review of one of my favorite westerns. A perfect cast as you say.Ives and Bickford so powerful as the adversaries. They almost overshadow Peck and Heston.
    It was a relatively supporting role for Heston and I am a bit surprised he would take that role at
    that time in his career.


    • Thanks. The film is a great piece of work, so rich in theme and powerfully acted by pretty much everybody. I think the fact that all of the cast members get their moment and a chance to shine helps a lot.

      I agree it seems a little odd for Heston to take on this role at that time. That said, he’s excellent and it must have helped persuade Wyler to give him the lead in Ben Hur, if he hadn’t already decided that is.


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  7. Thank you for your paean to this grand movie which is greatly underappreciated by the critics. I loved it when I saw it when I was 9 years old and I have never lost my enthusiasm for it. There are so many marvelous scenes in it. I love the horsemanship of the Hannassey cowhands when they first playfully taunt Jim McKay and Pat Terrill in their buckboard. The thing is, while Pat is fuming at them, McKay can’t help cracking a smile at their antics while he’s trying to slow down his own horses. It’s a brilliant scene thanks to Peck’s acting and Wyler’s direction. The mild harassment only turns ugly when Terrill reaches for her rifle.

    During one of my viewings of TBC, I mentioned to my wife that Pat Terrill (Carol Baker) looked like her father in the way she carried herself in her macho riding outfit. Her feminine self is masked. I think Wyler intentionally presents Pat this way. Her excessive identification with her father prevents her from unconditionally loving McKay.

    The movie score is magnificent. I once heard a PBS critic call it “glorious” – that seems to me to be the aptest description of what is one of the greatest soundtracks in film history. I have a CD of the entire soundtrack (not the original, but very faithful to it). On its own, it’s an outstanding piece of music.

    By the way, Buck Hannassey was Chuck Connors’ best performance in film or TV. Connors’ contribution to TBC was very significant. Buck and Pat are both wounded children with dominating fathers. Buck couldn’t be the son Rufus wanted (“Did you want me, Pa? / “Before you were born I did”.) In marrying McKay, Pat couldn’t provide the Major with the son he wanted. (One wonders if the Major always regretted that Pat wasn’t his male heir). Because of Pat’s hard-heartedness and privilege, I find myself more sympathetic to Buck. You’re right — TBC is so much more than a Cold War allegory.

    In sum, “The Big Country” is simply “glorious”!

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  8. THE BIG COUNTRY was on tv all the time when I was a kid. The only problem was it had a diff runtime depending on the time of day. This was not unusual back then (1960s). The only time they showed the entire film was on the late show on Saturdays. This was at Dawson Creek in northern British Columbia. Dawson Creek is Mile Zero of the Alaska Highway.


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