Out West 1918
I really like this photo. I wonder if I could obtain a higher res version. I assume the photographer is unknown? I believe it is a still shot taken on the film scene. Maybe by the film crew itself, or would they hire an extra photographer for this?
Why do you like this photograph?
Originally Posted by Petzi
It is a 1918 production still from a Paramount Silent film with Buster Keaton, directed by Roscoe Arbuckle, so there is a good chance you can still get a reasonable quality 8x10 (or 10x8) online somewhere.
You might find the unit photographer's name in a history of Paramount or similar obscure book, but the most direct answer can probably be had by posing your question on the UseNet group alt.movies.silent.
This is definitely a movie "still".
Still not sure why you think it is hard to obtain. You might want to ask the website in your link where they got it?
Isn't Roscoe Arbuckle a.k.a "Fatty" Arbuckle? Interesting how in early H-wood folks would wear numerous hats.
It's hilarious. There is "tension" in it. Makes me wonder how they are going to resolve this situation. What's going to happen next?
Originally Posted by Curt
It wouldn't be half as good without the guy on top of the bar waiting with the bottle...
It is also a nice portrait of three well known actors that made movie history. They are trying to kill each other. It is completely over the top. I like it.
I just read that Roscoe "Fatty" Arbuckle was Al St John's uncle. (Al St John is also known as "Fuzzy Q Jones")
I wonder why the camera was not leveled. Look at the edge of the bar. If it was taken with a view camera on a tripod, this shouldn't have happened? Perhaps it was printed so?
Dynamic tension; cinematographers were much more ready to break conventions to obtain effects and MOST silent cinematographers were also responsible for the stills on the set.
Oh, and as to "angle" of the shot - does the term "screwball comedy" come to mind? :D
Not to be picky but...
Actually, "slapstick" comes to mind; screwball comedy as a genre did not come into being until the arrival of sound and the influence of Broadway playwrights...
I know, splitting hairs, but isn't that what we do here? :)