Magazine May 29, 2017, Issue

Leading Man

Charlton Heston and Orson Welles in Touch of Evil (1958) (Universal Pictures)
Charlton Heston: Hollywood’s Last Icon, by Marc Eliot (Dey Street, 576 pp., $29.99)

Nineteen seventy-eight was a tough year for tough guys in film.

Audiences responded to the puerile infantilism of John Belushi in National Lampoon’s Animal House, the pouty self-involvement of John Travolta in Grease, and the sensitive stoicism of Jon Voight in Coming Home, but where were the adventurers, roughnecks, and swashbucklers who made American movies so distinctive?

To be sure, Clint Eastwood was as popular as ever, but that year he was seen in a comedy centered on an orangutan — Every Which Way but Loose — rather than as Dirty Harry. What about Steve McQueen? The strong, impassive star of The

Peter Tonguette — Mr. Tonguette writes about the arts for the Wall Street Journal, the Washington Examiner, The American Conservative, and other publications.

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