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by junior allen 01/09/2003, 1:19pm PST |
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Forrest Gump rips off Little Big Man.
A folky narrator (Gump, Jack Crabb in LBM) who at first seems utterly unprepossessing (Gump is an amiable retard, Crabb a dirty old man in a nursing home) reveals to a listener (people on a bench, the guy who's "writing this all down") that he has, in fact, lived an amazing adventurous life that spanned a historical epoch (The Baby Boomer Generation, opening of the American West). In this life, our hero reveals that he has participated in major American historical events (Vietnam War, Little Bighorn) and bumped up against famous historical people (John Lennon, Wyatt Earp), learning life lessons along the way (that "life is like a box of chocolates" crap, basically a less gay version of that here).
LBM is better, to be sure. Crabb's fortunes rise and fall in utterly convincing fashion, while Gump's, contraindicating every retard you know, rises and rises inexorably. Plus there's no "happy" ending as such here, no soppy little kid to ameliorate life's hard knocks.
Recommended. The movie's good, too, one of the few revisionist Westerns I like. Dustin Hoffman was terribly miscast as Crabb (I think he's only good when he's playing insecure Jews), but you do get to see Faye Dunaway in her early, really good-looking days.
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