I enjoyed being excited about “First Cow” this year, the
newest filmmaker from Kelly Reichardt. It is a story about the first cow in Oregon
in the 1920s and a odd couple of men, a cook named Cookie, played by John Magaro,
and a Chinaman named King-Lu, played by Orion Lee, who conspire to steal its
milk and use to it to sell pastries. As there are no other cows, they will have
the best tasting pastries in the territory. A boon!
What a dumb idea for a movie and I enjoyed telling people I
was anticipating “First Cow” because the plot seemed so enjoyably stupid. But
that was only half of it. I enjoyed getting excited by “First Cow” because Kelly
Reichardt had directed it and written it with her long-time collaborator Jonathan
Raymond. There previous collaborations include: “Old Joy”, “Wendy and Lucy”, “Meek’s
Cutoff”, and “Night Moves”. So even though it looked and sounded stupid, I knew
it was going to be good. And “First Cow” is very good. One of Reichardt’s best.
And I would know because I have now seen every movie she has made, even her obscure
student film “River of Grass.”
When I last wrote a review for a movie of hers “Night Moves”
in June 2014, I spent half the time trying to explain why I to liked Reichardt’s
style. I will add to that here by saying that she is from a very specific place
that filmmakers usually do not make films about. The location is Oregon. In
addition, she sometimes makes films that are period pieces. And where else can you
see a movie that takes place in Oregon in the 1820s.
That is when “First Cow” takes place, mainly in a trading
village comprised of Native Americans, English trappers, but also the
travelling Russians and Chinese. The only real house around belongs to the
richest man in town, played by Toby Jones. He also brought with him to the
territory the title cow.
Cookie is an unappreciated cook by his rougher compatriots.
He saves the life of King-Lu one day in the woods when he hides him from
vengeful Russians. They strike a tender and gentle friendship that is really
nice to witness. John Magaro’s performance is especially nice. When King-Lu
first invites him into his shack and asks him to take it easy before dinner,
Cookie’s first instinct is to start sweeping the floor. Then he goes outside
and picks flowers for the table. (I think this movie would make a hilarious
double feature with “The Revenant”. They exist in the same time period (1820s)
and general location (American West) but could not be more different in content
and tone.)
King-Lu is ambitious. His last scheme left him flat broke,
but he has not given up. King-Lu is excited by the possibilities of being the
first people in a new territory. “History isn’t here yet. It’s coming, but maybe
this time, we can take it on our own terms.” But how to start? Perhaps a crime,
surmises King-Lu anticipating Balzac’s famous saying.
The crime is to sneak into the field of the rich man and surreptitiously
milk his cow. Through this little tale, Reichardt seems to make lots of statements
about history, capitalism, opportunity, and class, but true to form, she does
not come close to hitting you over the head with it. One can simply watch “First
Cow” in a state of zen, letting the music gently wash over you, and taking
comfort in calm acting and simple storytelling. In jazz, they say it is the
notes you don’t play that make all the difference. The same can be said about a
Reichardt film.
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