Three Days of the Condor

Just in time for Casual Friday and also keeping with the theme of the last post (North by Northwest) about an innocent man who unwillingly finds himself in dangerous circumstances…

Three Days of the Condor

Robert Redford in Three Days of the Condor (1975).

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Robert Redford as Joe Turner, alias “Condor”, CIA researcher

New York City, December 1975

Film: Three Days of the Condor
Release Date: September 24, 1975
Director: Sydney Pollack
Costume Designer: Joseph G. Aulisi

Background

In a July 2012 article of GQ, Sydney Pollack’s masterpiece paranoia government thriller Three Days of the Condor was named one of “The 25 Most Stylish Films of All Time.” Pollack apparently was shocked by questions about the wardrobe worn by Robert Redford, saying “He wore one outfit through the whole picture!”

True as that may be, Redford’s versatile costume throughout fits the character of a desk-bound ex-military bookworm who finds himself in dangerous circumstances despite a relatively non-dangerous job with the CIA.

Redford pulls off a great classic fall look and, despite lapels and collars dangerously close to disco-style widths, manages to not look overly dated – not an easy task given that the film was made in 1975, and no era dated itself as much as the 1970s.

What’d He Wear?

One of the more notable aspects of Redford’s simple attire throughout the film is its evolution. At the beginning, he looks like a boring college professor who probably eeks his way though a small East Coast liberal arts college droning on about English or history to bored bio majors. By the end, he is a man in black – an elusive spy who ducks and gets the best of the world’s most powerful government agency right under their noses. All he really does is steal another guy’s coat.

When we first meet Joe, he is riding his motorized bicycle down a crowded New York City street. I suppose the squareness is countered by his decision not to wear a helmet, but the scarf, hat, and snail-like pace of traffic that still manages to pass him keeps him from reaching any sort of James Bond status. Good character development, though.

Evidently, James Bond traded in his Aston Martin for a motorbike.

His general outfit throughout the first act consists of a gray herringbone sport coat with swelled edges (a 1970s essential!) over a midnight blue crew neck sweater, blue Western-style snap-down chambray shirt, and a pair of medium wash jeans that actually look as though Joe probably throws them on every Friday to be more comfortable at the office. On his feet are brown hiking boots and dark gray calf socks.

First, let’s dissect the jacket. It is both timeless and perfect for its era. How can this be? It has ’70s details such as wide notch lapels, wide pocket flaps, swelled edges, and a very long rear vent. However, a herringbone sport coat is a classic look, especially in the traditional 2-button single-breasted style. Herringbone is a V-shaped weave pattern that got its name due to its resemblance of a herring fish’s skeleton. Herringbone, usually found in twill fabric, is best suited with wool or tweed cloth, as in Condor’s example.

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Redford’s jacket is basically a tribute to millions of dead fish.

Condor’s sport coat has a welted breast pocket, flapped hip pockets, 4-button cuffs, and a vibrant burgundy silk inner lining. The black and white woven herringbone pattern blends to create a semi-solid gray when seen from a distance.

The Western styling of the shirt is very typical for chambray snap-downs, with pointed yokes on the front and back, two-snap cuffs, and a white button on the collar. The chest pockets have distinctive double-pointed flaps with a snap on each point; the Levi Strauss & Co. name for this type of pocket flap is “sawtooth”.

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For the first half of the film, Joe sports a midnight blue sweater with a loose “boat neck” that hangs down under the collar of his shirt. This is not a typical crew neck sweater that would up to the neckline, thus making it moore necktie-friendly. The same general tie-and-sweater purpose can be achieved with a v-neck sweater, but Joe’s crew neck gives him more of a “Oh, I guess I wore a sweater today” nonchalant cool.

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Peeping out above the sweater is a light brown and gray striped wool tie – another college professor staple. Condor’s tie is tied in a thick knot, which he loosens upon getting to work and eventually discards.

The dueling Robert Redfords.

The dueling Robert Redfords.

Joe rounds this out with some basic accessories, a thick brown leather belt with a squared silver double clasp and a unique watch – a Doxa SUB300T Sharkhunter on a leather strap – according to watchesinmovies.info/tag/doxa. He also unashamedly wears a pair of gold-framed aviator eyeglasses, just like your dad wore. These raise the realism factor for me as the filmmakers weren’t afraid to nerd up Redford with a pair of glasses befitting his character. Underneath his shirt is a turquoise pendant on a silver chain.

Finally, Redford’s usual silver ring is on the third finger of his right hand. As he’s worn this in pretty much every film I’ve seen him in, I doubt that this was a character mark.

Joe sports a mix of styles when he accessorizes.

After discovering the massacre at work, Joe is forced to go on the run. He grabs a standard semi-automatic .45-caliber pistol from his secretary’s desk and stuffs it into his waistband under his coat, Dutch Schultz-style.

Slowly, Joe’s costume begins to reflect the change in his character. The spy is revealed as his coat lapels are turned up against the cold Christmas air and he dons a pair of sinister black leather gloves. No scarf and hat for this Joe. These scenes are some of my favorite in the film, with cheerful classic Christmas carols playing in the park as Joe tries to act normal, buying a pretzel from a street vendor with eyes in the back of his head, paranoia setting in as he realizes he has no one he can trust.

The only friend that Joe can still trust after an office massacre is a genuine New York City pretzel.

Sure enough, after a fatal gunfight in a back alley and kidnapping an innocent woman, Joe ditches the tweed sport coat for the last time and steals a dark navy pea coat from the woman’s boyfriend. Condor’s pea coat is a standard example of this practical, useful cold weather jacket with eight large buttons on the front and one under each collar, with an anchor engraved onto each plastic button. The pea coat also has deep hip pockets, which come in handy with Condor’s “huge gun”.

The peacoat is a great fall/winter staple – a naval-inspired design made for warmth and mobility, something that a marked man such as Joe would need. It is made in a heavy wool to protect the wearer against extreme cold temperatures. He also loses the tie in possibly the least characteristic way, using it to tie up his reluctant hostage.

Joe’s unkempt appearance provides an underdog contrast to the government official in a three-piece suit, short-brimmed fedora, and fur-collared overcoat.

With the coat, Joe’s demeanor shifts. No longer is he the reluctant researcher on the run; he is now the elusive spy holding government officials at gunpoint and setting their corruption up for embarrassment.

“Say something else about how spies shouldn’t ride bicycles.”

I worry that my description has already given away enough spoilers. In case you haven’t seen the flick yet, forget what you’ve read about the story and just take a few pointers about how to put together a versatile fall or winter outfit. Chicks’ll dig you because you’ll look like Robert Redford and you’ll be able to pretend that you have a .45 in your coat pocket too.

Go Big or Go Home

If you’re big on details and want to feel like Condor, immerse yourself in city crowds where carolers and Salvation Army bands are playing old Christmas songs like “Silver Bells” or “God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen.” If you’re really into details (and hopefully have a concealed carry permit), get your hands on a classic Army .45 and keep it concealed as you look over your shoulder for assassins.

How to Get the Look

I found this image floating around on the Internet, though I'm not too sure where it came from. It offers a better look at Condor's tie and shows us how much cooler he looked with the sweater.

I found this image floating around on the Internet, though I’m not too sure where it came from. It offers a better look at Condor’s tie and shows us how much cooler he looks with the sweater.

Luckily, these are some of the most basic items you can get your hands on. None of the sharkskin suits from Goodfellas or James Bond dinner jackets and custom turnback cuffs.

  • Grey herringbone tweed 2-button sport coat with notch lapels, swelled edges, welted breast pocket, flapped hip pockets, 4-button cuffs, red lining, and a single rear vent
  • Black classic naval 10-button pea coat
  • Blue chambray snap-down shirt with double snap-flapped chest pockets and double-snapped cuffs
  • Light brown & gray striped wool necktie
  • Midnight blue crew neck lightweight wool sweater
  • Medium wash Levi’s 517 blue jeans
  • Thick brown leather belt with a squared steel two-prong buckle
  • Brown 8-eyelet hiking boots, possibly Raichles
  • Dark gray calf socks
  • Doxa SUB300T Sharkhunter wristwatch, worn on dark leather cuff strap on his right wrist
  • Gold-framed aviator-style eyeglasses (like these)
  • Plain silver ring
  • Plain light brown scarf with frilled edges
  • Plain blue winter hat

There are some production stills of Redford wearing a pair of steel-framed aviator sunglasses with dark lenses, but I don’t believe he actually wears them at any point during the actual movie.

The Gun

Not sure if anyone else is as into firearms as I am, but I’m also an administrator for IMFDb, a Wiki that explores firearms used in films and TV. In fact, I created their page for Three Days of the Condor.

Slightly different than the Nerdy Rider photo above of Joe perched and bundled up on a motorbike as an Impala eases past him in traffic, this shot is much more indicative of a hero in a spy film.

In the flick, Joe takes a Colt M1911 chambered in .45 ACP from his secretary’s desk. In real life, the gun used was a balsa wood prop. Like many other movies ranging from The Wild Bunch and The Getaway to The Untouchables, unreliable .45-caliber blanks were avoided by using 9×19 mm Star Model B pistols. This film is no exception. However, as they intended Joe to have a “.45 automatic” that becomes a plot point, I will feature the Colt M1911.

A U.S. Army example of the Colt M1911, the .45-caliber semi-automatic pistol that Joe nervously carries in his waistband through New York City after the office massacre.

The particular gun Joe has is supposed to be an M1911 rather than the more modern M1911A1 that replaced it during the 1920s and was seen in World War II. The differences between the pistols are mostly cosmetic as both carry 7 rounds of .45 ACP ammunition in the magazine and are single action semi-automatic pistols with a short recoil operation. The M1911 was developed by firearms master John Browning in, believe it or not, 1911 and found a lasting place as a venerable sidearm for the United States military until it began to be replaced by the Italian-designed Beretta 92F during the 1980s.

Do Yourself a Favor and…

Buy the movie.

You can also take the Condor walking tour of New York City!

Turner first shows up to work in the morning at the “American Literary Historical Society” at 55 East 77th Street. He heads out for lunch, heading to 1226 Lexington Avenue where Lexington meets with East 83rd Street. For Turner, walking on foot, the most practical choice would be to head southeast on 77th and north up Park Avenue until reaching 83rd. Take a right and head southwest to 1226 Lexington, which is now the Lexington Candy Shop.

Always be careful when returning to the office from lunch. Especially if you just went to Taco Bell and there's already someone in the bathroom. That's almost as deadly as the situation in the film.

Always be careful when returning to the office from lunch. Especially if you just went to Taco Bell and there’s already someone in the bathroom. That’s almost as deadly as the situation in the film.

After he returns to the office and discovers the massacre, he heads out again on foot. He heads south one block, walking down Madison Avenue, to a phone booth at East 76th Street, where he first calls The Major. After The Major tells him to go somewhere neutral and wait, he heads to the Guggenheim Museum at 1071 Fifth Avenue. For Condor, this means walking back up north, either up Madison Avenue or over to “Museum Mile” on Fifth Avenue. He goes next to Central Park, which is literally right there, and enjoys a pretzel before realizing… hey, the fat old drunk wasn’t in the office!

Condor sprints over to Heidigger’s apartment and discovers him dead. Okay, he says, why don’t I try my place? He tries to go home, but the CIA guys waiting inside scare him and he takes off running. I don’t know where either residence is and Internet was no help. Evidently, Condor lives somewhere near Harlem or Morningside Heights, the stomping grounds for Columbia University, since we next see him at a phone booth in the area at Riverside Drive and West 122nd Street. He makes the call and is told to go to the Ansonia Hotel at Broadway and West 73rd Street (not 71st as Condor believes).

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Condor enters the alley from the 73rd Street side and immediately gets into a shooting scrape. Since you never want to hang around after killing a corrupt CIA station chief, Condor takes it on the heel. He runs up Broadway, past the Hotel Beacon at 2130 Broadway at 75th Street, and ducks into a ski apparel shop one block north of the hotel at Broadway and West 76th Street.

After picking up/kidnapping Katherine Hale (Faye Dunaway) at the store, they drive across the Brooklyn Bridge in her shitty orange 1970 Ford Bronco. They park outside her apartment in Columbia Heights and enter 13 Cranberry Street, where she lives with her unseen boyfriend (played on the phone by director Sydney Pollack, if you’re curious). That night, Condor ventures out to his old friend Sam Barber’s apartment, but – again – I fail to provide the address for this.

The next day, Condor and Katherine team up to pull the wool over the CIA’s eyes, first going to their offices in the old 1 World Trade Center building before some wiretapping fun at the New York Telephone Building (240 East 38th Street) and hitman trolling at the Holiday Inn (440 West 57th Street and 9th Avenue). Finally, her task complete, Katherine is dropped off at the Hoboken train station for Condor to complete his night’s work.

Condor supposedly confronts Atwood at his home in Chevy Chase, Maryland (at the fictional “365 Mackenzie Place”), but it is actually the de Seversky Mansion at the New York Institute of Technology in Old Westbury, New York, which is now a popular wedding venue. This would be a long walk for you from Manhattan, so just chalk it up to interesting knowledge. Joubert returns Condor to his beloved Manhattan later that day, where he confronts Cliff Robertson outside the New York Times building at 229 West 43rd Street. Double points for you if there’s a Salvation Army band playing while you’re there.

Redford wins!

Redford wins!

The Quote

Listen. I work for the CIA. I am not a spy. I just read books! We read everything that’s published in the world. And we… we feed the plots – dirty tricks, codes – into a computer, and the computer checks against actual CIA plans and operations. I look for leaks, I look for new ideas… We read adventures and novels and journals. I… I… Who’d invent a job like that?

Footnotes

Source: http://www.gq.com/entertainment/movies-and-tv/200610/most-stylish-films-slideshow#ixzz27QBNaE4n

Although Redford initially had some trouble figuring out how to wear the hat.

Although Redford initially had some trouble figuring out how to wear the hat.

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  7. Roman

    Doesn’t matter how closely you can replicate this look, you’re still not Robert Redford, therefore you’ll end up looking as hipster. Some looks just can’t be pulled off by anyone except their original bearer.

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  8. Max

    An outfit doesn’t make a hipster. A hipster makes an outfit hipster.

    I’ve yet to find a crewneck that works anything like this one did (much like rollnecks never seem to work like Bullitt’s), but a smaller V-neck is close enough for hand grenades (or a turtleneck for the Bullitt). The jeans always appeared to me more like 517’s than 501’s.

    I’d likely pay something like $30k in cash for a “shitty orange 1970 Ford Bronco” like that one. And then another $30k turning it into a toy. And I’d have it painted.

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    • Roman

      Well, yes and no. If not hipsters, there’d be nothing wrong with that style, but now, it’s sullied, sullied just like the toothbrush moustache – before WWII, it’s Chaplin’s moustache. Now, it’s Hitler’s. Time passes, collective unconscious cleanses, so, in a time, it’d be fine. But not right now.

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      • Max

        I can’t think of anything more hipster than not wearing particular attire because hipsters are wearing it. “This is my tweed. You’ve probably never heard of it.” It’s a weakness of will.

        Besides, the only “group” I see wearing that get-up are the humanities professors who went to graduate school to avoid the draft (I live two blocks from Yale).

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    • luckystrike721

      Max, Thanks for the 517 tip! You’re probably right, so I’m making the change in the article.

      And I’m sure you’d much better care of your ’70 Bronco than she did. A Bronco under your care would never be described as “shitty”! I was merely commenting on the condition, not the car itself. 1967-1971 was a brilliant era for cars, as well as music, movies, and attire.

      I too do the v-neck for the Condor look and a turleneck for Bullitt. I just have to face the fact that I’m not Redford or McQueen and can’t pull it off like them…

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      • Max

        A first-generation Bronco of mine would definitely would not look like hers; it’d be caked in mud.

        Nobody is Redford or McQueen, but that doesn’t strike me as the prima fascia problem in this instance. I simply can’t find a crew neck that doesn’t by design come up over the clavicle. Put that over a collared shirt and tie and you’ve got Redford from the start of “The Way We Were” rather than the beginning of “Condor.” Similarly (or, conversely, I suppose) every roll neck I come across rests too low compared to Bullitt’s. Them’s the breaks when you’re trying to replicate a 40 year-old look.

        More to your point, though, it’s probably for the best. Even if I found that crew I probably don’t have the traps to make it play, nor neck enough for the rollneck (or even a mock-T, which is probably the closest).

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  9. Roman

    Two negatives make an affirmative, so not wearing particular attire because hipsters are wearing it – being a “hipster of hipsters” – in this case means being a regular guy; as I said, there are fashions temporarily tainted by historical and cultural mishaps. E.g.: twelve years ago back in my not-very-rural hometown, I’ve become a laughingstock once I started wearing overcoat, with every moron I passed by pointing his finger at me and proclaiming “It’s Neo!”. It’s not like it stopped me; it was a fine garment outside of this local community, which was quite undeveloped in terms of personal style at this time – even in comparison with all the other Russia, style-wise undeveloped. So, just as overcoat was temporarily tainted for local area, this style is temporarily tainted globally.

    Besides, this particular outfit is not all that extreme “skinny jeans and Buddy Holly glasses” type, but a more subtle one – but hipster-ish nonetheless.

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    • luckystrike721

      Max and Roman,

      You both have come up with some pretty good arguments. Indeed, the question of how to identify the hipster subculture is not an easy one, especially as hipsters themselves are so against any sort of description. Sartorially, it certainly means something much different than when Elaine first called Kramer a “hipster doofus” on Seinfeld!

      In terms of Redford’s attire here, I could certainly see a hipster sporting a herringbone tweed jacket, sweater, wool tie, jeans, and vintage gold-rimmed glasses. However, I could also see someone who wouldn’t be identified as a hipster pulling off the same look, perhaps with modifications to suit their own image. As Max states, it’s hard to find the exact item and be able to pull it off; whenever I try and wear Condor-like attire, I typically wear a dark v-neck sweater and baggier jeans, as well as a much less ’70s-styled jacket. Roman, you also have a good point that fashions are “temporarily tainted” and, with the hipsters’ current love for sweaters, tight jeans, glasses, and vintage wear in general, a poor attempt at the Condor look (or several looks featured here) could come off hipster-like rather than Condor-like.

      If anything, I’m proud that my blog post has been able to inspire such intelligent discussion! Commenters like you guys keep me writing, and I always appreciate the feedback.

      Thanks!
      Nick

      P.S. – Roman, I hope you’re still wearing that overcoat despite the Neo-calling morons. I bet it’s pretty BAMF!

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      • Roman

        Thanks for your kind words! It was twelve years back form now, so that overcoat got all threadbare a long time ago, and I’ve got two replacements; now I use it only for forest walks with my girl – so I do not feel sorry to further ruin it rolling in the snow, sliding down the hills and stuff. And, eventually, locals caught up with style, so now coats are not such a rare sight.

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  10. Max

    Roman — I appreciate you sharing the back-story to your view, and it helps to clarify and focus the matter. The distinction that emerges is between attire that is itself tainted (like, say, a Nazi uniform) and that which may draw a particular brand of reaction from “dudes.” Not wanting to deal with the social response (whether real or perceived) represents a different set of reasons for avoiding a manner of dress.

    The essence of hipsterism is an intentional insincerity and a lack of operating capacity for it. Although shrouded in irony and sarcasm seemingly for their own sakes, hipsterism’s ultimate intention is to avoid attachments to sources of meaning and the emotional and intellectual risks those connections entail. Its “style” is no style at all but rather a reactionary turn to the obscure and contrary. Once what had been obscure and contrary becomes more mainstream, the hipster ethos requires that it be rejected and that the hunt for the “new” obscure must begin. The phenomenon reproduces itself consistently in every arena, from the clothes they wear to the beer they drink to the music they listen to, etc., etc., etc. It’s the expression of being intentionally untethered to any notion of meaning, and persistent and pervasive anxiety and alienation are its consequences.

    To be fair to them, hipsters are just one incarnation in time of an attitude that values being different for its own sake (rather than as the result of answering to a different standard) as a way to palliate unease with living in the world. At least since the Beats it has been a continuous subcultural mode for young people (typically white, affluent, suburban or exurban) who just can’t see themselves in the mainstream but who cannot attach themselves to an alternate center.

    Short version: If you don’t like the look, don’t sport it. But don’t reject it because you worry what “dudes” will think or because it resembles some variation on the uniform of some meaningless clique that are already as irrelevant as the Beats, the Hippies, the Punks, Grunge, etc. I can tell you, every male judge and lawyer over age 40 who was loitering around court this morning would have been simultaneously stunned and indifferent had I told them that they were dressed like hipsters.

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    • Roman

      You’re absolutely right about the difference between “not wearing because people might not appreciate” and “not wearing because the outfit is historically ruined”, but, sometimes, it’s the same thing – people might not appreciate because the outfit is historically ruined. Example: aforementioned Nazi uniforms. Those were very cool and badass looking (Hugo Boss, duh), and they left quite an impact – Starship Troopers’ United Citizen Federation armed forces wore offsprings of original Hugo Boss designs, and that’s just the first thing that pops up my mind; dig deeper, and you’ll find enough references to Nazi uniform in modern culture to fill a small book. But walking the streets in those uniforms is a sure way to get your ass kicked – and for a reason.
      Condor’s clothes are, in fact, cool in casual way – but take a look at the second-to-last photo, or at the “Beanie-hat Rider” and try to imagine someone else’s head in place of Robert Redford. If your particular head is of a young guy, you’ll end up with a hipster. If head previously belonged to a middle-aged man, you’ll end up with college professor. Because of pop cultural osmosis seeing this look the way it originally was is impossible, now it’s just off.
      There is nothing wrong with wearing jeans and sweater-over-the-shirt-with-tie and herringbone jacket combo, but trying to make a replica of this outfit wouldn’t be right. Using influence of this outfit is better – throw in darker jeans, v-neck sweater instead of crew-neck, a dress shirt maybe – and you’ll look right.
      My apologies for any possible incoherence, as my English is not that good.

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      • Max

        I’m not sure how I missed this. Too many sharp blows to the head. I apologize for my tardiness.

        As I read your last reply, it appeared to me that as we drilled deeper into the issue we may not actually disagree overmuch.

        Of course clothes mean. They communicate. If they didn’t we wouldn’t care about them. As you point out, the clothes don’t communicate a lot by themselves but much in combination with the context and the appearance of the person wearing them. At least as important as the nature of the “head” atop them, however, is the bearing of the heart within them. That’s the crux of my rejection of your initial point.

        The fact that Clint Eastwood’s 40 year-old “head” crowns a brown plaid blazer over a brown sweater vest does not save it from being the geek attire it would sink to if the head were that of a 24 year-old Andrew Garfield, for example. That’s not just Clint Eastwood; that’s Dirty freaking Harry Clint Eastwood, not Robert Kincaid Clint Eastwood. Dress the same Clint of the same age in the same outfit and tell him to play Benjamin Braddock’s later years and the clothes change along with the persona (of course, Clint claimed to be constitutionally unable to play whiny losers).

        If a man carries himself like a hipster, that’s what he’ll be. A Triumph 6T Thunderbird and a black leather jacket won’t save him. You could outfit Dirty Harry with horn-rimmed glasses, a pocket protector and a sinus condition and he will still be a BAMF. The man makes the clothes at least as much as the clothes make the man. That, it seems to me, is the point behind the notion of anything called a “BAMF Style.”

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  11. Craig Richards

    Funny, after reading this post I have been searching for a decent herringbone blazer to wear for the cooler temperatures. I have found an excellent one at Banana Republic, however after purchasing a new car a couple of weeks ago, I find myself rather cash poor at the moment. Over the weekend I did find one at the GAP outlet for about 70 bucks!! Upon closer inspection I decided against making the purchase because the material was stiff as plywood, it had a “chemical” smell to it, and a poor lining. I’m sure if I took it off on my arrival at a holiday party and other partygoers saw the lining, I would have been laughed at. I also tend to avoid articles of clothing that are potential fire hazards. I understand that in this instance “you get what you pay for”, but this particular garment’s quality was horrific at best. I do like some of the offerings by GAP, such as their “lived in” khakis, which fit me well and are of very high quality. Keep up the fantastic work on this blog. I also enjoy the feedback provided by the readers.

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    • luckystrike721

      Thanks, Craig! A lot of our commenters here bring great perspectives and analysis to the table. Often, they have corrections or things I’ve missed as well.

      A well-built herringbone tweed sport coat that is able to keep warm, look good, and not fall apart would be a lucky find indeed. I have an old herringbone (non-tweed) suit from the ’80s… the pants are far too tight at this point, but the jacket still fits and feels good. It’s more of a mid-weather jacket, though, and doesn’t have the rugged weight of Redford’s tweed. $70 would certainly be a good deal for one of these; it’s lucky that you have the gift of non-impulsiveness! Sometimes, I see something that I assume is just what I’m looking for, then that cognitive dissonance kicks in and the purpose of the purchase is ruined. Gap and Banana Republic both tend to have typically great offerings, especially for this sort of attire, so I’d say to keep up the hunt!

      Another look I like is Dirty Harry’s herringbone jacket, which I also wrote about last year (https://bamfstyle.wordpress.com/2012/10/15/dirty-harry-red-vest/). It has a different fit and the elbow patches add a new dynamic, but it certainly worked for Eastwood.

      As a side note – just because I’m a car guy – what did you get?

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    • luckystrike721

      I’ve heard good things about those – Almost 200 hp from a very efficient 1.6 and a cool sporty look. A great mix of quick performance, smart fuel economy, and a modern sporty look. Congrats!

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  13. Stacey

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  15. Victor

    Hey Bamfstyle,
    As noted in suggestions, would be interesting for a similar analysis on his dress style /character/ effectiveness for 2001 Spy Game including comparisons vs his more famous contemporaries

    Given your liking for Robert Redford in general and in particular Condor, I’m sure this may be a compelling assignment

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  16. Tom

    Great article, I’ve loved this film since I saw it on TV as a kid in the 80’s here in the UK. I’ve been chasing the grey sports jacket for years without truly nailing it. One day I’ll get Brooks Brothers to make me one! This may be of interest to some of you… Robert Redford doing an interview with our very own Michael Parkinson in 1980, apparently wearing a very similar jacket (to my eyes at least!) It is not the same one as he wore in Condor as the lining appears to be grey rather than burgundy, but it has all the same attributes that you diligently point out here. Good interview too! http://youtu.be/p2CAa9MUMWQ
    Cheers,
    Tom

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