Semi-Good
western, but endless talking sinks it. If only they had something to say that was interesting. Also, senseless woman only there to provide antagonism. John Gavin, the once and future hope for the Calif. Republican Party, makes a good wooden Indian, but he is not Indian that part was left for Mike Ansara who always was a good Indian even though he was actually Lebanese. Some more dancing and singing would have helped liven up the stultifying heaviness of it. And, contrary to popular belief, Ray Fladeboe had nothing to do with costuming. Drat.
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