Last night, I ran into Brooke Adams and her husband Tony Shalhoub outside of Lincoln Center, probably waiting for a car. I didn't want to disturb them, but as I walked past them, I couldn't resist half-yelling in her direction "
Days of Heaven is one of my
favorite movies!" She spun around with a big smile and said "thank you!" I just smiled and kept waving back as I continued on my way, then felt guilty ten minutes later that I didn't say anything to Shalhoub. (I know
Monk is supposed to be good, but I've never seen an episode - I rarely watch any television anymore.)
It also occurred to me I had no idea what Adams thought of the film, and given Malick's approach to filmmaking, it's very rare when a performer
isn't bewildered by the experience, with some like Christopher Plummer going on record (even to Malick himself) that they were very displeased.
A quick search turned up two articles: a short one published in 1978 for
The New York Times, where Adams says “I didn't quite know what to think when I saw it for the first time...I kept asking myself: ‘What happened to that scene? How could he have cut it there?’ It wasn't so much that I was disappointed. I just felt strangely unrelated to it, and I think Richard Gere felt the same way I did.”
But then there's this one from
The Film Stage that was done in anticipation of the new 4K restoration that played at Film Forum in 2023 and then released on UHD soon after. Long story short, the film and Malick left a very lasting impression, so much she kept up with his work even after she left acting for a few decades.
I'm glad Malick's first choices of John Travolta and Geneviève Bujold weren't cast, and it all comes down to the eyes. There's a youthful innocence to Gere and Adams (not from guilt or wrongdoing but from experience and moral awareness) that wouldn't be seen there with Travolta and Bujold. With Travolta and Bujold, their characters' plans would've seemed more devious, cold and calculated, but with Gere and Adams, they always feel like they're in over their heads and not fully aware of the potential consequences - something about that goes hand in hand with reckless and irrational love.
Anyway, I wasn't just saying that before, I've loved this film ever since I first saw it as a teenager. It's still my favorite Malick film and my favorite New Hollywood film of the 1970s along with
Taxi Driver. I've seen it start-to-finish at least two dozen times, and that includes several times in a theater (all in 35mm - I still haven't seen the 4K DCP but I have the UHD).