ABSTRACT
There is a quite well known photo portrait of Clint Eastwood, made by Annie Leibowitz, which figures the star in what have become his trademark street clothes-green T-shirt, brown corded trousers, and running shoes. He is standing erect against the backdrop of what looks like the film set of a western. The rebellious, maverick, sometimes Promethean hero that Eastwood is so frequently and fully taken to represent is here heavily tied by ropes around his body and legs. His hands, also heavily bound, are held out in front of the body at about waist height. His expression is perhaps not his most familiar one, but it certainly can be glimpsed occasionally in his movies: it is a look of vague bewilderment, with a slight crooking of the mouth into a mixture of amusement and annoyance as he looks back at the camera. His eyes are narrowed at the same time as his brows are arched slightly upwards. His straightened body seems to emerge from a billow of dust behind him.
