History veracity doesn't necessarily translate into cinematic virtuosity. The well-intentioned people that fought tooth and nail to produce the lackluster Civil War romance "The Last Confederate: The Story of Robert Adams," a.k.a. "Strike the Tent," are direct descendants of the protagonist. Co-director, producer, scenarist, and leading man Julian Adams, who plays his real-life great-great grandfather Robert Adams, deserves a modicum of recognition for this reverential independent film production that depicts one Southerner's view of the War Between the States. Indeed, Adams garnered several Indie film awards for this effort. Nevertheless, "The Last Confederate" qualifies as a tedious re-enactment with wooden performances by all except Mickey Rooney in a bit part as a bedridden Pennsylvania uncle. Although "The Last Confederate" looks respectable, I have serious reservations about it.
I had to opportunity to speak with Julian Adams, the individual who wore all the hats on the production, and he shared his experiences in making the film. Although I didn't like this movie, I have a great deal of respect for the trials and tribulations Adams endured to get it produced and distributed. Anybody who reads this critique can object with my criticism. Mr. Adams took issue with my criticism. Feedback isn't something that I often receive. Had Adams been a Hollywood mogul, I'd have laughed in this face, but he isn't a mogul. He admitted that his film isn't perfect, but it isn't perfect because he didn't have a budget.
As the descendant of a Mississippi Civil War soldier, I enjoy movies told from the Confederate perspective, but "The Last Confederate" conjures up little suspense and excitement, and it lacks quotable dialogue. Sadly, the actors and actresses could have been reading their lines off cue cards for all the conviction that they put into their performances. Remember, this is an independent production and quality talent doesn't come without considerable expense. Let's just say that they performed their parts as the late Spencer Tracy observed. They said their lines without stumbling and they didn't bump into the furniture. As the hero, Adams is no Errol Flynn, but then he did have his hands full with producing this epic, right down to sinking his own dough into the handguns and the muskets.
Technically, everything appears reasonably accurate. Dramatically, this period piece never generates momentum, even during the explosive battle scenes. Adams manages to stage one modest,close-quarters gunfight toward the end. Meanwhile, the epic scale combat sequences are simply re-enactors fighting battles with cameras set up on the periphery of the action. These scenes with hundreds of dutiful re-enactors parading around and discharging their black powder arms do contribute solid production value, but they don't enliven the drama. Adams shuns making judgments against either side, North or South, but he didn't design "The Last Confederate" to convey a moral message about slavery. Adams assured me that he was simply relating genealogical history. In any case, on his tight budget, adopting an attitude would have been more than his low budget could have accommodated. The romance between Adams and a Pennsylvania woman, Eveline McCord (co-scenarist Gwendolyn Edwards of "The Broken Hearts Club"), who came to South Carolina to teach school before hostilities, lacks any vibrancy. Alas, it's really a shame, but this stuff really happened.
Directors A. Blaine Miller and Julian Adams relate their yarn in flashback. Our hero, Captain Robert Adams, rushes to the aid of a wounded Confederate soldier and looks up to find a Union soldier taking a bead on him with his revolver. The remaining 90 or so minutes that ensues is devoted to events before and after the war, and there is a hint that perhaps the protagonist didn't survive this trial by bloodshed. Miller and Adams never make the protagonists seem sympathetic until the middle of the action when Adams and two of his friends engineer an escape from a Federal prison and a grudge-totting Yankee officer chases them. The filmmakers lacked the budget to develop the kind of tension that would make you fear for the lives of the characters. For the record, Adams survived the war, and Eveline and he raised four children and ran a school. What makes Robert Adams is important and essential as a Confederate patriot is never explained. Julian Adams doesn't provide enough insight into his character to differentiate him from countless other characters. He strikes a gallant figure, but we never get under his skin. Alas, the fortunes of low budget film-making prevented Adams from addressing this problem. The romance between the hero and the heroine is sterile. Some histrionics wouldn't have hurt this otherwise flat-lined drama. Shawn Lewallan's color photography makes the grade, but there isn't much subtlety in his lighting. If you suffer through the end credits, the producers reveal that they invoked dramatic license to make their history more palatable. Ostensibly, "The Last Confederate" boasts ambitious intentions, but delivers only a modicum of dramatic impact. Comparisons with the multi-million dollar "Cold Mountain" are inevitable. Initially, when I reviewed this film (which I bought at a Movie Gallery sale, I berated it as "Dull Mountain." I still think it is pretty dull, but I will be a man enough critic to applaud Mr. Adams for making this film. He invested his heart and soul in "The Last Confederate." While I didn't care for this movie, I appreciate it a lot more after having a conversation with Mr. Adams. Just because I didn't like itfor purely aesthetic reasonsdoesn't mean that you should ignore it.
