First, the good news. When this movie is on location, the scenery is beautiful. If you get a chance to see the restored version, it is gorgeous.
And now the bad. Too often the shots switch from on location to obvious sound stage. But that's a quibble.
The real problem I have with this tripe is Hollywood making a degenerate like the James Clowns into some kind of leftist heroes. I mean, do they actually expect me to believe Frank James risked his life to ride back into town to save Pinkie Blackman?
It's depressing that the estimable FritzLang was reduced to churning out such banal fare.
