Not l'amour fou. Inadequate reading of sexual ownership and male dominance, with a few typical western motifs tossed in for good measure. A rape victim is branded as "damaged goods" and is punished for life. A powerful finale as the victim and rapist savagely destroy one another, but then all the man has to do is say "I love you" to remind her of her place. Control enshrined as sentimentality for the impressionable.
This film is so flagrant in its racism and disregard for women that it's hard not to find it funny. I couldn't take it seriously enough to be offended. Also, Gregory Peck makes a very sexy cowboy, even if his character was an arch-asshole.
Hay cosas buenas y malas en este película, sin duda no tengo mucho aguante a melodramas, pero en este caso la escena final, como bien lo dice Luc Mallet, lo vale, el clímax de esta película esta muy bien realizado. Creo que encontrar una actriz en lugar de pintarla hubiera sido mejor, pero bueno la gran mayoría de paisajes eran dibujados, sin dementar, tiene muy buena fotografia.
Despite being overbloated and buying into silly 19th century narrative tropes about "mixed" blood, Jones' ascent of a rocky hill at the end earns the films three stars alone. Imagine Katherine Heigl breaking her nails and likely her fingers too digging into gravel and pulling herself up with nothing but her fingers and wrists.