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A 91-year-old Clint East­wood keeps on keepin’ on in the Cry Macho trailer

06 Aug 2021

Words by Charles Bramesco

A man wearing a black cowboy hat and a grey waistcoat, standing against a red background.
A man wearing a black cowboy hat and a grey waistcoat, standing against a red background.
The nona­ge­nar­i­an directs and stars in the pen­sive south-of-the-bor­der west­ern film.

Noth­ing can stop Clint East­woods steady clip of fea­ture pro­duc­tion – not a pan­dem­ic halt­ing an indus­try in its tracks, not chang­ing cul­tur­al mores threat­en­ing to send tough guys like him into irrel­e­vance, not even the shift­ing sands of time. Now at a spright­ly 91 years old, he’s read­ied his lat­est film Cry Macho for a sur­pris­ing­ly ear­ly-in-the-year release, and while he may look slight­ly more skele­tal with each onscreen appear­ance, he’s still grow­ing as an auteur.

The first trail­er for the upcom­ing west­ern appeared online last night, and fore­told a new­found gen­tler side to the icon of sto­ic mas­culin­i­ty. As retired cow­boy Mike Milo, he’s got some rather enlight­ened thoughts on the lim­its of the machis­mo he once cham­pi­oned as a straight­for­ward virtue in his ear­li­er years (and for East­wood him­self, in his pre­vi­ous films).

He mus­es on the use­less­ness of chest-beat­ing, rip-snort­ing man­li­ness in voiceover, hav­ing embraced a lifestyle of detached paci­fism unless chal­lengers demand action. That atti­tude is put to the test on a mis­sion to Mex­i­co, to retrieve the way­ward son of a ranch­er with whom Mike forms a bond, and to whom he might even impart a cou­ple lessons about what it means to be a man.

With hors­es run­ning through dusty plains, men in Stet­sons and bolo ties, and a whole lot of cock­fight­ing, we’re unde­ni­ably back in the oater milieu that East­wood calls home, but every­thing feels dif­fer­ent, wis­er. He’s devel­op­ing a sen­si­tiv­i­ty and peace with him­self last on dis­play in The Mule, in this instance tak­ing cen­ter stage as the core sub­ject of the film, this recent turn prov­ing that it’s nev­er too late for an old dog to learn some new tricks.

While gen­er­al­ly antic­i­pat­ed as a Decem­ber movie, in keep­ing with the time­frame of The Mule and Richard Jew­ell, Cry Macho will forego the fes­ti­val sea­son and head right to the­aters for Amer­i­cans next month, plac­ing it at the head rather than tail of the awards sea­son. Acad­e­my vot­ers might think they only have so many more chances to rec­og­nize East­wood and his work, but it feels like he’ll bury all of us and keep mak­ing movies ad infinitum.

Cry Macho comes to cin­e­mas in the US as well as HBO Max on 17 Sep­tem­ber, then cin­e­mas in the UK on 12 November. 

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