by Vadim Rizov
"What becomes a legend most?" asked a late-"60s campaign for Blackglama minks, and the same question comes to mind when considering Clint Eastwood"s career as he enters his eighties. There can be little doubt of his legendary status as a screen icon of laconic retribution; though his renditions of the Man With No Name for Sergio Leone were intended in part as a challenge to status-quo Western morality, Eastwood"s squinty charisma made him a screen deity nearly on par with John Wayne. The acerbic critiques of Western macho became less important than the simple pleasure of seeing a new model of gunslinger be awesome in an entirely new but equally fun way.
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