Something I've noticed about Samuel Fuller's films, at least those I've seen, is that they're consistently uneven; half brilliant, half lousy. And there's something enchanting about that, even here in his first feature.
Great idea, poorly executed. The direction of film was stilted and each scene seemed forced and overacted. Although, the film represented a romantic resemblance of the west, the viewer is constantly bombarded with "western" cliches and scenes that just last too long to get the point across. A fun movie but doesn't hold up as a whole.
awsome film, the complexities are never knocked over our heads, but we feel them bubbling under the surface. really great old school psychological story of regret and lost love.
Sam Fuller's feature directorial debut is as much a Freudian psych-drama as it is a B-movie western. The simplistic plot is none-too-subtle and melodramatic - but the broad strokes run deep. Strong performances with undeniable suspense and tension. Fuller would go on to make better films, but his trademark hard-hitting style is in full form in this early effort.
In it's setting, it's a Western--but by every real measure, it's a simple melodrama. In other words, it's what used to be called a "woman's picture," but one which is dressed in a man's clothes. It's a pretty savvy bit of marketing, that. Not a great movie, but by no means a bad one.