Southern Discomfort

END OF THE ROAD (1970) is certainly an extraordinary thing. Terry Southern adapting a John Barth novel (to Barth’s eventual dismay) and Aram Avakian directing it.

Avakian isn’t a well-known name: he only directed four films. I enjoyed his laid-back thrillers, COPS AND ROBBERS and 11 HARROWHOUSE. I haven’t seen LAD: A DOG, made eight years before this. The guy never seemed to get any momentum going.

But as an editor he was a star: he cut JAZZ ON A SUMMER’S DAY, THE MIRACLE WORKER, LILITH, MICKEY ONE, and Coppola’s YOU’RE A BIG BOY NOW. All of them dazzling works from a vision-mixing standpoint. He’d periodically break out of cutting into directing and then get shoved back into the editing suite. After this, Coppola got him to cut THE GODFATHER but Robert Evans fired him — Evans’ memoir says Avakian was going behind Coppola’s back, saying the film wouldn’t cut. Evans had some rushes assembled, proving him wrong, and showed him the door. I find this unlikely. Avakian was, after all, Coppola’s ally going into production, so a scenario where Evans fires a Coppola crony is readily explained by Evans wanting more influence on the film. Evans lies quite a lot elsewhere in his book.

Anyway, END OF THE ROAD shows an artistic ambition not on display in the nice thrillers. And I’m guessing not in the dog movie. The montage — a pyrotechnic, hallucinatory phantasmagoria of abstraction and dissonance, unsettles and dazzles. The performances go right to the edge, then over it. Stacey Keach and James Earl Jones who should by rights be our points of entry and identification, swing wildly through a dizzying repertoire of funny voices and bizarre line readings. Keach is the catatonic patient quicky revived by Jones’ unorthodox methods/madness.

As screenwriter/producer, Southern is on particularly indulgent form. I haven’t read Barth — I feel like I should now — but Southern appears to have transformed an early, comparatively naturalistic book into something a little more like later Barth, but a lot more like mid-period Southern (the film makes me wish Avakian had been entrusted with The Magic Christian).

Keach and Jones’ funhouse lunacy — it’s a toss-up which of the two is more disturbingly demented — is joined with a terrific, naturalistic performance from Dorothy Tristan, and a creepy one from the excellent Harris Yulin, who seems to be trying to bridge the chasm of performative styles on display. It’s absolutely never boring. Profoundly alienating, technically stunning, infuriatingly incoherent, yes. Boring, no.

What put me off was the glib, jokey end-note, which follows a horrific botched abortion scene — the swerve into tragedy after surreal farce was effective and I could go with it, but the cheap wink at the end ruined that — it’s of a piece with Southern’s other repulsive violations of taste/the audience apparently elsewhere in his oeuvre, particularly the comic treatment of the heroine’s suicide in the novel Blue Movie and the film THE LOVED ONE — both motivated by out-of-character nastiness from the male lead, both ghastly — both moments that really make you wonder about the guy.

I recall a student making a short film in his first year which rather upset everybody, and he was kind of proud of himself, when a colleague, who’s more combative than me, told him he had to take responsibility for the emotions he was evoking, and they had to achieve something. Just showing that he could make us uncomfortable wasn’t a positive achievement in itself. Possibly a lesson Southern and Avakian needed to learn. Avakian perhaps did.

Gordon Willis shot it (Michael Chapman operating) and it looks AMAZING — his first feature and he’s already doing his toplight thing. Robert Q. Lovett cut it, a future Coppola guy. FFC essentially crewed THE GODFATHER from this movie.

7 Responses to “Southern Discomfort”

  1. David Ehrenstein Says:

    “End of the Road” is not at all bad.

    For me Robert Evans will always be the cad who got Diane Baker knocked up in “The Best of Everything” who has not at all perturbed when she jumped from the passenger set of his car (or was she pushed?) terminating the pregnancy.

    Terry Southern’ special brand of literary anarchy was best served in “The Loved One.”

  2. One thing I will say, for all the experimental qualities of the New Hollywood cinema, few get as close to abstraction as this one.

  3. David Ehrenstein Says:

    Joe McGrath’s film version of “The Magic Christian” is not at all bad and especially memorable for THIS!

  4. It definitely has its high spots and the last section, aboard the titular ship gets pretty amazing. Paul Merton called it one of the few British films with an epic sensibility.

    Curiously, one addition Southern objected to was the sale of the painting which gets defaced upon purchase. He protested that Guy Grand never actually causes any harm, which is off because (a) he pretty clearly does and (b) the thumbed nose at the end of End of the Road seems like just such a flippant defacement – of his own work.

  5. David Ehrenstein Says:

    McGrath’s is at his best with his Spike Milligan collaboration “The Great McGonagall” — with Peter Sellers as Queen Victoria. I also adore “The Bliss of Mrs. Blossom”

  6. Alexandra M Avakian Says:

    Hi Mr D. Cairns,

    Thank you for writing this nuanced piece about End of the Road. Just so you know, the studio added that ridiculous ending, not Aram, my father. He hated that ending. Aram edited the film, Bob Lovett was assistant editor. And David Ehrenstein is absolutely right about Bob Evans, he and Paramount hatched a plan to fire Coppola, and had 2 of his minions come to our house and ask Aram if he would take over directing. My father turned them down, saying ” I can’t do that. Francis is my friend” So when Coppola won an Oscar for his
    for writing Patton, Evans and his minions scapegoated Aram, to cover for their own lowlife deeds. This was why Aram was fired. Indeed it was a wicked thing to do, and Evans’ minions are STILL attacking him with their lies to this day, even though Aram died in early 1987!

    Alexandra Avakian, Aram Avakian’s Daughter. 10/2021

  7. Thanks so much for this added information! I’m both relieved and horrified to learn the studio added that ending, and satisfied that my suspicions about Evans’ account were correct. One film I always really hated was The Kid Stays in the Picture, where they just took the audio book and added images and called it a documentary. To me, a real documentary would have fact-checked Evans’ outrageous claims.

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