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"Who'll Stop the Rain," director Karel Reisz's 1978 film adaptation of
Robert Stone's National-Book-Award winning novel is a relentless and deep
journey into the slimy underbelly of heroin dealing. Populated with strong
standout performances by both lead and supporting actors, "Who'll Stop the
Rain" provides a fascinating glimpse into a world (hopefully) unknown to most
viewers.
Nick Nolte's Vietnam-vet/merchant marine "Ray Hicks" states "All my life
I've been taking shit from inferior people. No more." Ray Hicks' best friend
is "John Converse" played by the magnificent Michael Moriarity. John is a war
photographer who has to many dark mental images to deal with. The horror of
war has fried John to a crisp. He turns to drugs as an escape and a business.
John enlists his friend Ray into a plot to import some of China's finest
heroin from Vietnam to Southern California. The intellectually inferior Ray
falls for John's plotting and before the first two reels have passed finds
himself in what Vincent DeNofrio's character in "Full Metal Jacket" called a
"world of shit."
When I was 15 years old, I was run over and my pelvis was broken. I was
given injections of Demerol every four hours. I grew to look forward to the
needle. I understand how someone could become hooked on the needle. John
Converse personally knows this feeling also. He rationalizes his drug use to
justify profiting off of the weaknesses of others. Ray sees his move into
this underworld endeavor as a way of gaining financial autonomy over those
inferior people who have kept him down for so long. At the outset of their
enterprise neither of these lost people are prepared for the toll that their
decisions will exact from them. Their journey is horrifying, demeaning and
ultimately redeeming.
Ray returns from Vietnam with several kilos of white powder. He goes to
John's house to make the drop only to find that John has been kidnapped by a
corrupt DEA agent (Anthony Zerbe) and his two henchmen (Richard Masur and Ray
Sharkey). Ray sets off with John's wife, Marge (Tuesday Weld) on a voyage of
discovery. Ray and Marge spend the rest of the movie trying to rescue John
and avoid the corrupt cops. Along the way they run into numerous characters
which provide the viewer with vignettes of the seductive and destructive side
of heroin use. The most memorable set piece involved a rich couple (Charles
Haid and Gail Strickland) who want to experience the big H for the first
time.
Nick Nolte is so much more than a movie star. I have always been amazed
at his range. Mr. Nolte is an actor. Many movie stars were once were actors,
before they became Movie Stars, but Mr. Nolte is not one of those. He doesn't
seem to have a stock set of mannerisms and facial tics that may be spotted in
every movie, ALA Robert Redford. Nolte's Ray Hicks is a man who grows before
our very eyes. This movie is his baptism of fire (see my "Cutter and Bone"
review). The irony of his journey is that while he believes he has become his
own boss through this drug deal, along the way he realizes that, once again,
he is "taking shit off of inferior people," namely John Converse. His
realization of this fact, and his no-holds-barred attempt to extricate
himself from the mire he placed himself in moves the film to its powerful and
haunting conclusion. Mr. Nolte's dedication to his craft is on shining
display in this movie.
There are numerous standout performances in this movie. Tuesday Weld is
very good as Marge Converse. Marge is a hardhearted, drug-dependant woman who
has been betrayed by her husband and herself. She too accompanies Ray on a
violent road to redemption. One of the nicest surprises for me were the
outstanding supporting performances, especially Charles Haid and the three
corrupt cops. Charles Haid appears in only one scene, and while his
performance doesn't reach the one-scene-wonderfulness of Ned Beatty in
"Network" it is nonetheless superb. The small touches that director Reisz
achieved such as Mr. Haid's cameo make this movie a rich tapestry of
perversity. The corrupt DEA agents are also excellent. Anthony Zerbe seems to
thrive on playing silently menacing villains. I find it refreshing when he
portrays a good-guy as he did in "The Parallax View" and "Papillion." When he
plays against type the viewer realizes just what a gifted actor he is.
However, here he is his usual disturbing self as the greedy DEA agent. His
henchmen are likewise pleasingly perverse. Richard Masur, the milquetoast
good guy from the 1970s "chick" TV series "One Day at a Time" plays a quiet
seemingly rational person capable of extremely brutal acts of violence. His
subtle menace is perfect counterbalance to Ray Sharkey's gonzo psycho. It is
ironic that Mr. Sharkey ended up dying in real life of a drug-use related
illness. If he had only learned from this film, we may not be deprived of the
talents of one of the great character actors of the 1970s and 80s. (Look
quick for "Vice Squad" villain, Wings Hauser in the brief Vietnam prologue!)
I am a criminal defense attorney by profession. I recently had client
tell me upon his decision to plead guilty that he did not want a trial for
his crime. "I put my victim through enough pain already without making them
relive if at a trial." I was moved by his comments. He had traveled a dark
road, learned from that experience, grew from that experience and was
penitent. So do Ray Hicks and Marge and John Converse undergo this
metamorphosis. They may end up paying the consequences for their actions, but
they grow past them. There are many in this film who do not grow past their
shortsightedness. While the film is ultimately uplifting, it is a harrowing
journey through hell and back.
Director Reisz has made few films, which is a tragedy because for the
most part, his out put is both personal and very entertaining. One of my
all-time favorites is his 1960 classic "Saturday Night and Sunday Morning"
with Albert Finney. While researching this movie, I found that many people
stated that the film cut out a lot of the brutality of the book. I found this
hard to believe because this is a very brutal, mean film. However, the
brutality is not exploitive in nature. This is a serious movie told with
unflinching realism. I admit that I have not read "Dog Soldiers" but I intend
to. The script was co-written by Robert Stone, the book's author, though.
Robert Stone reportedly hated the American title of the film (in Europe it
retains the books title). I like the title as Creedence Clearwater Revival's
apocalyptic song has always been a personal favorite.
"Who'll Stop the Rain" is one of the overlooked gems of the 1970s. It is
not light viewing. Get in the right frame of mind, sit back, hold on and
enjoy.
Rusty White
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