The Grapes of Wrath (1940)
We’ve entered the peak era! This John Ford film based on the classic Steinbeck novel is often cited as one of John Carradine’s best performances
….because it is. Full stop.
This is not the typical John Carradine persona we’re used to seeing. He’s not the villain. There’s no booming baritone speaking with perfect diction.
He’s subtle. His Jim Casy is haunted by his loss of faith (but not his loss of heart). And his diction isn’t that usual clean transatlantic or theatric authority — it’s warm; it’s folksy; it’s Oklahoman diction. And it’s of a man feeling hollow on the inside.
I admit, I was so used to his either villainous or hammy performances from his later career stints that when I watched The Grapes of Wrath, I was stunned. It’s so opposite of his usual style… and it works!
And the standout moment? This one right here:
Rewatch factor: This is worth the watch. Trust. I’d even say the rewatch factor is high because… well, John Ford typically doesn’t make crap (not even Mary of Scotland, but I’ll cover that later). He understands structure and camera angles. He knows where to get his actors to be compelling when necessary.
The Carradine factor: It’s a supporting role, but watch Jim Casy’s character arc — it is worth it!
