Eric Schweig

Canadian Eric Schweig…

o-canada-niagaraWow, can you believe that another rendition of Speakeasy and Silver Screenings‘ O Canada! Blogathon is here. Time sure flies.

For my third year joining in, I’ve decided to pick an actor again (last year, although it feels like yesterday, I looked at The Grand Seduction and the previous year, Donald Sutherland). An actor that I feel is underrated. May I introduce to you Eric Schweig. Born in 1967 (19 June to be precise), his real name is actually Ray Dean Thrasher. Oh, and in case it wasn’t obvious, he was born in Canada. Inuvik, Northwest Territories.

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Now…you’ll probably know where I’m heading with this post…(for those of you new to my Blog, let me just say that The Last of the Mohicans is my absolute favourite movie of all time)…so, yep, I’m heading down the Uncas (Last of the Mohicans route). But what other route should I take? It is, after all, this movie which introduced me to this actor. I’d never heard of him before then (granted, according on IMDB it was only his 3rd movie) and must admit I haven’t seen too much with him in it (although he’s been in a fair amount). It takes quite something to share screen presence with Daniel Day-Lewis and boy, oh boy, does Eric Schweig manage to do this. While he doesn’t have the lead role, he is definitely noticed. Or maybe it’s just that I have a bit of a weakness for the Uncas/Alice love story. But really, I thoroughly enjoy the ease with which he takes on the character of Uncas (and no, here we won’t discuss how true to the book the movie is – this is a post about an actor, therefore a movie). So, for a long time, all I had was the 25 year old Eric Schweig  – back then my parents and I had no TV in the house (by choice) and besides, Video Cassettes were limited. IMDB and the internet didn’t exist, so, unless an actor was making Magazine gossip, you weren’t really aware of who else was out there and what they were acting in. My Quinlan’s Films Stars book also dated too quickly.EricSchweig

Only a number of years later with my own place and a TV, I happened to catch the trail-end of Follow the River (1995). Unfortunately didn’t see too much of Eric Schweig‘s character, however, it did trigger me to go find some other roles I’d enjoyed him in. And I found…

SkinsfilmSkins (2002). Here he plays Rudy Yellow Lodge, a police office in an Indian Reservation. He is joined by Graham Greene (also a Canadian) who takes on the role of Mogie Yellow Lodge, Rudy‘s alcoholic brother. While not always easy to watch it was an eye opener and I did actually enjoy it. The cast also includes, amongst others, wonderful fellow Canadians Gary Farmer, Michelle Thrush and Nathaniel Arcand as well as Gil Birmingham (not Canadian)  It also presented to me an Eric Schweig 10 years older to what I’d be introduced to. In this darker, more serious role, he is still great to watch. In contrast, his smaller role in The Missing about which I’m not going to say too much here other than, I really needed to watch The Last of the Mohicans again.

I’ve got Dead Man’s Walk waiting to be watched and trying to find Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee (not only because of Eric Schweig but I want to see it regardless of who’s in it) and Into the West is also proving difficult to find (once again with Eric Schweig but on my to-watch list anyway). He’s been in so many movies and series and I’m embarrassed to say that for such a wonderful actor I really haven’t seen enough of him.

But, that’s not all. As a means of connecting to his heritage, Eric Schweig carves masks (look them up, they are gorgeous), a skill developed from his early childhood days of carving. In fact, I believe he never intended to get into acting but was involved with woodwork and framing work.

So, here’s to a Canadian who really is worth noticing.

 

Ultimate 90s: The Last of the Mohicans

Catherine from Thoughts All Sorts joins us for the blogathon today. Catherine gives her thoughts on all sorts of topics on her blog, from movies to music to books. She also takes part in every blogathon she can get her hands on! Go check her site out to see everything she has to say. Today, […]

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The Romantic in me…

For starters, don’t read this if you don’t want me spoiling things for you. So:

I’m a romantic. Let me rephrase. I’m a hopeless romantic. The one who thrives on that tumbling, twisting feeling in my stomach when two characters finally fall in love. But not just any two characters. No, they have to be strong and independent with lots and lots of oomph! Their journey to each other mustn’t be obvious and definitely not soppy but also not the overused “we hate each other but actually love each other” type. In fact, the romantic kick I need is the kind that is not typically “romantic drama” or “romantic comedy” formula driven material. Don’t get me wrong, in order for my escapism to be satisfactory, I do want a happy ending (otherwise, what’s the point?) but, not the cheesy guy-and-girl-get-together-as-you-predicted-from-the-first-few-minutes-and-live-happily-ever-after, but a rich, rewarding, more realistic ending where there is genuine hope that they will stay together. Here are the ones that are my absolute best:

One of the most romantic movie moments for me is in Centurion, where Quintus Dias (Michael Fassbender) and his two roman colleagues come across the dwelling of Arianne (Imogen Poots). Quintus Dias has been a tough, yet intelligent, ruthless Roman until this point. She has been living on her own (I admire her), using the guise of being a witch to keep men from the nearby garrison away. Without a moment of doubt, she holds her own but for some reason (fate?) she lets Dias and his men into her home, risking her life. These two form such a natural bond that Dias sees her home as the place he ultimately belongs. He doesn’t give up his quest for her, she doesn’t beg him to stay, yet, their actions are so much more romantic, more real because of this. Nothing like a good cat-and-mouse action movie with such tenderness thrown in to give a bit of a pace reduction for just a few minutes yet having such an impact.

Then, moving on to one of my favourite films in general, but, also one of the most romantic. The Last of the Mohicans. Wow, now there is romance. In the wild frontier of America, you get this absolute heart-wrenching love.  What is more romantic that Hawkeye (Daniel Day-Lewis) and Uncas (Eric Schweig) running through the carnage of an attack to save the women they have come to love. Or the waterfall scene where Hawkeye says to Cora (Madeleine Stowe) “No matter how long it takes, no matter how far, I will find you” and Uncas just holding Alice (Jodhi May) not requiring any words. In fact, the Uncas/Alice love story is so understated that it leaves me wishing it had been more prominent. But then, had that been the case, I doubt it would have been as heart-felt, as real, and as rewarding, even though, she does get a bit needy and helpless at times. But, thinking about it, how much more could have been said about their love than Alice throwing herself off the cliff to be with Uncas?

Yellow Sky, now that’s an amazing film. This 1948 black and white film is absolutely fantastic with James ‘Stretch’ Dawson (Gregory Peck) taking his bank robbing gang across the desert to hide out in a ghost town. Here he comes across Constance Mae (Anne Baxter), disguised as Mike, and her grandfather. As the story unfolds, Stretch discovers that Mike is Mae but, we also see the contradiction of Mike/Mae where she is tough and holds her own, yet, at other times wants to be a lady. This is so much more rewarding that the usual man saves damsel in distress scenario. He simply lets her be who she really is and vice versa.

Ah – Robin Hood, the Russell Crowe and Cate Blanchett version. I just love the amazing love story that develops between Robin Longstride and Marion Loxley. There is utmost respect for each other from the moment they meet. Both are strong and independent without ever changing who they are for each other. The most romantic part is, not when they finally dance together or when they bid each other farewell stating their love, but, when Marion arrives on the beach of the Cliffs of Dover to help fight. They stand by each other, working together yet always staying true to themselves.

And man, oh, man. I spent the entire first season of the brilliant Peaky Blinders wanting, needing, silently begging Thomas (Cillian Murphy) and Grace (Annabelle Wallis) to get together. I was tortured to the last episode for that to finally happen and therefore it had so much more impact. Grace makes all the right (or wrong, depending on your stance) decisions fully knowing the potential consequences yet staying true to herself while rationally knowing she shouldn’t be falling in love with a tough, uncompromising gangster.

Then, the Swiss Family Robinson (1960) deserves a mention. Yes, Roberta (Janet Munro) comes across as the stereotype helpless damsel to be rescued, but, cut me some slack here – watching Fritz (James MacArthur) and her fall in love is just beautiful. She may not be the strong independent woman at first, but, she rises to the challenge and puts her whole heart into the situation that has come her way. This story leaves me wanting more but, realistically, all that needs saying is said and anything more or less would not have worked. I guess what it comes down to is that by leaving the viewer craving that feel-good effect, the goal has been achieved.

Then there are those films that leave you wishing, wanting the hinted or implied romance being developed more. The likes of The Quick and the Dead (Sharon Stone’s Ellen and Russell Crowe’s Cort), Broken Arrow (Christian Slater’s Hale and Samantha Mathis’ Terry), and oh my gosh…Ironclad where the brilliant James Purefoy’s Thomas Marshal and Kate Mara’s Lady Isabel develop an understated relationship. Ultimately, for me, the romance is in the strong women and the men who love them. Or, maybe, it’s the fact that these films have romances second to the main story and therefore have so much more impact. But, that “addictively” strange lurching feeling, that’s when I know a scene has worked with me, regardless of the actors (being good or bad) but the fact that they have successfully portrayed an emotion that has reached the audience.