Clint Eastwood stole the show at the recent Republican Convention in Tampa, Florida.
I've been a fan of Eastwood's since he acted in Sergio Leone's spaghetti westerns. Because I first saw those films in Germany, where dubbing into German was the practice, I didn't hear his rasping voice until later. It was the focus on his narrowed eyes and clenched jaw that impressed me. All of that was certainly on display when Eastwood turned up as the surprise speaker at the Republican Convention to pave the way for Mitt Romney's acceptance speech.
I'm fairly sure Romney's team of handlers were too awe-struck by his star power to perform the usual vetting of Eastwood's speech. By every standard they, as much as the audience, were in for a real surprise.
For five minutes of his allotted 12, Eastwood held a rambling conversation with an imaginary President Obama, whom he addressed as an empty chair. There were several Republican talking points, "23 million unemployed" and "when somebody does not do the job, we got to let them go" - red meat to the delighted delegates who pleaded to get him to start "Go ahead ..." which the crowd finished with "Make my day" to his final wave.
But in between there were long pauses and interjections of comments he attributed to the President and interpreted such as "What's that, Mr President? No, Mitt can't do that to himself." and similar anatomically impossible suggestions. Those implausible crude suggestions, attributed to the over-articulate, careful Obama, made the entire performance suspect of parody. Eastwood gave an Oscar-winning performance. His was not the warm-up act expected. He stole the show. And he did it by recreating a role he has lately perfected in his movies. Republicans wanted Dirty Harry. Instead they got the angry, crusty curmudgeon we've seen in Million Dollar Baby and Gran Torino. By putting the Republican mantras and an over-the-top caricature of the President in that character's mouth, he transformed an introduction into a parody rant.