John Ford Cycle (I)
The 7th Art Review — The Quiet Man
The film that everyone has to see once in his life.
I am an avowed and devoted Fordian. No, I’m not talking about the 38th president of the United States; I’m not talking about Harrison Ford either (although I’m also a big fan of the actor). I’m talking about John Ford.
The one from the Westerns; yes, the old man with the eye patch. I admit it, I love John Ford and therefore all his films (the ones I’ve already seen and the few I have yet to see), an essential legacy of the cinematic world.
Because of the love and respect I have for him, I am embarking on a series of articles (I don’t know how many there will be) in which I will talk about a film directed by Ford, both the best known by the general public and those considered minor but which are a must-see if you consider yourself a lover of good cinema.
When John Ford began shooting The Quiet Man in 1952 (which would end up being one of his great masterpieces) he knew from the beginning that it was going to be a film loved by audiences and critics, because it was an idyllic vision of Ireland that touched the fiber of that feeling that has always existed in America in everything related to the roots. In addition, Ford’s family came from the Gaelic island, so for him…
