The Spectacular Imagery and Music of the Film's Final Minute

One of the reasons I really love Rio Conchos is that the climax is BIG; it really delivers on a grand scale.

And I love the final minute of film and music, in which Jerry Goldsmith's music sails up, up, and up to express the utter destruction of everything and everyone (save white man Stuart Whitman and an Indian woman) in music that is at once stirring and rather sad(I'd tell you why, but that's spoilers.) Its enthralling -- orange flame explosions everywhere against a slate blue night sky as contraband rifles fly through the air; Apaches and others running to and fro, horses breaking loose from their corrals to run across the blue night terrain. EMOTIONAL. Visually. Muscially.

Watch Rio Conchos all the way through, but play that last minute of image and music and think about it: they don't make 'em like THIS anymore.