The only thing I liked about this movie, is that contsant suspence feeling. Every character was referring to the villain as if he was the devil himself, didn't even need any explanations... "You know how he is..." they all said. A great western/thriller could come out of this + a nicely done action part for the end. Instead, it's spoiled with the tedious theme song, terrible acting by Gary Cooper, really, from the first scene I couldn't get rid of an impression, that the guy is drunk or something, and he can't wait for the filming day to be over. That weading scene, just look at him, he's not happy, he's not thinking about his new wife, his thinking "Yeah-yeah, weading blah-blah, try to look natural or whatever". His deputy, the one that wanted to become the new marshal - same thing. Like he's forcing the role upon himself. And what's up with his hair? 0_o
Besides the budget was obviously pretty small. I can't picture the movie's authors saying "to film this scene we need to find an alley/yard/road that will represent it's spirit and atmosphere exectly as it should...", I can see them going "OK, the closest alley will be good enough". The only thing that kept me watching were glimpses of this thriller atmosphere. I wanted to get to the climax, to see the villain in action, the reason of the peoples' fear. And the guys, who played the 3 bandits at the station helped to hold my attention. And the final shoot-out brings nothing but disappointment.
I thought, maybe I was being too harsh, the movie has been filmed 60 years ago, right? One can't expect it to keep up with some of todays film industry canons. But right after that I watched Bergman's "Virgin Springs" (1960) and hell, that's what I call acting, that's what I call filmmaking.
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