One of the general channels of the British TV seem to be showing Marlon Brando's movies on Saturdays. Few weeks ago it was the turn of Mutiny on the Bounty (1962). Marlon Brando was 38, but looked younger; Trevor Howard, in the role of cruel, self-sufficient Captain William Bligh, was eleven years his senior, but looked even older.
The fight is not easy. What is virtue and what is duty? The movie is golden entertainment; dialogues and developments, juicy. But the confused limit between what is duly and what is right is muddy and render no satisfaction at all for whoever decides to play the hero part. Brando's Christian Fletcher takes the role, but is no happy. In fact, after the mutiny, he is the saddest of all men in England, with no future or prospects in the country. He becomes a renegade on the run. For a while, Fletcher sails along with his men without knowing what to do. At the sight of a Royal ship, they sought refuge in an island. Later on, finally, Fletcher makes up his mind to come back to England and report the inhumane behavior of Captain, although lawful. He is bound to take on the consequences.
However, this self-less decision attracts few followers and, on the contrary, brings death to Christian Fletcher in the most insignificant way. He, the true hero, the navy soldier with a true heart, vanishes from the world inconspicuously, in a remote and unknown island. The men who provoked the accident which, ultimately, took his life, came sorrowful to the last farewell. Christian Fletcher, in a last flick of heroism, reply: "It is not your fault; we all are still under the shade of Captain Bligh" (or something like that).
So, I say to myself: beware of Captain Bligh! No matter how wide you keep your eyes open, how convinced of his evil you are. Get rid of him! His pernicious influence will penetrate you as ruthlessly and inextricably as the Golden Rain that violated Danae in her strict confinement.
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The fight is not easy. What is virtue and what is duty? The movie is golden entertainment; dialogues and developments, juicy. But the confused limit between what is duly and what is right is muddy and render no satisfaction at all for whoever decides to play the hero part. Brando's Christian Fletcher takes the role, but is no happy. In fact, after the mutiny, he is the saddest of all men in England, with no future or prospects in the country. He becomes a renegade on the run. For a while, Fletcher sails along with his men without knowing what to do. At the sight of a Royal ship, they sought refuge in an island. Later on, finally, Fletcher makes up his mind to come back to England and report the inhumane behavior of Captain, although lawful. He is bound to take on the consequences.
However, this self-less decision attracts few followers and, on the contrary, brings death to Christian Fletcher in the most insignificant way. He, the true hero, the navy soldier with a true heart, vanishes from the world inconspicuously, in a remote and unknown island. The men who provoked the accident which, ultimately, took his life, came sorrowful to the last farewell. Christian Fletcher, in a last flick of heroism, reply: "It is not your fault; we all are still under the shade of Captain Bligh" (or something like that).
So, I say to myself: beware of Captain Bligh! No matter how wide you keep your eyes open, how convinced of his evil you are. Get rid of him! His pernicious influence will penetrate you as ruthlessly and inextricably as the Golden Rain that violated Danae in her strict confinement.
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