I admit the prejudices of an amateur historian, but this movie stinks.
I love Burt Lancaster and Gary Cooper, and George Macready, but the Director, Robert Aldrich, did everything to bring out their worst acting traits.
Lancaster toothily grins at every opportunity, Cooper's muttering seems to indicate what he thinks of the film, and Macready is reduced to imitating a fop. Romero, ever the ham, fits right in.
The weapons are all wrong, the costumes completely wrong, saddles, gear, dialogue, and the list goes on.
I didn't like this movie when I was twelve, and like it less now.
This movie demonstrates everything that was ever wrong historically, with a Hollywood Western. A waste of good actors.
I love Burt Lancaster and Gary Cooper, and George Macready, but the Director, Robert Aldrich, did everything to bring out their worst acting traits.
Lancaster toothily grins at every opportunity, Cooper's muttering seems to indicate what he thinks of the film, and Macready is reduced to imitating a fop. Romero, ever the ham, fits right in.
The weapons are all wrong, the costumes completely wrong, saddles, gear, dialogue, and the list goes on.
I didn't like this movie when I was twelve, and like it less now.
This movie demonstrates everything that was ever wrong historically, with a Hollywood Western. A waste of good actors.