Co-stars of Johnny Guitar had to be separated for promoting gigs. As Crawford canvassed
Herb Yates had wanted Johnny Guitar's cast to convene at his home for a live TV broadcast celebrating LA's opening, but that was like cats in a sack for angry barbs Crawford, Hayden, and McCambridge had been lobbing at one another. Crawford besides was forbidden by contract (so she said) to make vid appearances, owing to a net series that was imminent (didn't happen). The event was called on account of temperament. Crawford meanwhile let off steam over an industry's indulgence of new generation stars and lack of discipline/decorum they showed. That last put Marlon Brando and Marilyn Monroe in crosshairs, among others. JC ridiculed what she called their whining to psychiatrists about childhood trauma, and revealed more about herself than was intended when she asked: Who grew up happy?
A nice aspect of Johnny Guitar was variety of ways you could merchandise it.
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June 1954 saw Johnny Guitar tucked among a nationwide Top Five, according to Variety's boxoffice survey. Republic was perhaps most surprised to see it capturing ... many smash to great playdates. In fact, JG was bettering biz done by The Quiet Man, Republic's till-then yardstick of sock receipts. Those
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Dan Mercer writes in with more on "Johnny Guitar" ...
ReplyDeleteOne of the fascinating aspects of your site is how often you present some box office statistic which seems to belie whatever impression one might have had regarding a film's popularity. I would have thought that a film as weird and esoteric as Johnny Guitar could have appealed to a few critics, but would not have gone over all that well with the public. Instead, you've shown that just the opposite was the case, the critics being indifferent to it, by and large, while the public made it a substantial hit. As you pointed out, the timing of its release was crucial, there being no other big westerns out at the same time, while Joan Crawford's stardom probably made it seem more important than it would have been otherwise.
Today, its appeal is the reverse of what it was. To the public, it's another old film, but to film enthusiasts, it seems to presage the work of Quentin Tarrentino and others working today. To my mind, this reflects the essential decandence of their films, when morality and sentiment are as easily manipulated as sound and image, and to no better end than our supposed amusement. Death is a quip, tragedy a jest. Sterling Hayden's confession of love to Joan's Vienna would actually be rather affecting, as was David Carradine's for Uma Thurman's Bride in Kill Bill, save that, given the context, each is worthy only of a smirk.