Yet another Depression era movie where the corporations are worse than Nazis in the height of Nazi Germany. Along with Emperor of the North and Boxcar Bertha (and their liberal granddad, The Grapes of Wrath), the bad guys depicted are just a little... actually, a lot... overboard in their villainy, to the point that, what's unrealistic is the fact if they were this bad, why would they hold back enough to be defeated?
As for a movie, this one's all over the place. Great actors turn in a good performance, but Faye Dunaway and George C. Scott are one-dimensional, maybe even more so than heavy Jack Palance, who at least smiles around his guard dog.
It's another one of those pretty decent movies that simply gets too heavyhanded with the haves and have-nots. Probably the best character is William Lucking, caught between both.
As for a movie, this one's all over the place. Great actors turn in a good performance, but Faye Dunaway and George C. Scott are one-dimensional, maybe even more so than heavy Jack Palance, who at least smiles around his guard dog.
It's another one of those pretty decent movies that simply gets too heavyhanded with the haves and have-nots. Probably the best character is William Lucking, caught between both.