western films

A Western that Managed to Make my Wife Forget She Hates Westerns

I watch the 1001 movies list with my long-suffering wife.  She normally enjoys the good ones (some of them more than I do) and sits through the strange, foreign or noir ones with long-practiced stoicism.  Mainly, she is an enthusiastic participant in the project and often asks for a film if we’re not too tired when our day ends.

But there is one exception: westerns.  She hates them and usually falls asleep in the middle, with clear instructions that I should watch the thing myself and not bug her.  She even abandoned My Darling Clementine halfway through.

John Wayne in Red River

Red River, however, was another story entirely.  After a couple of false starts we watched the entire movie until the end, even though I wanted to go to sleep and finish it the following day.


I think the answer lies in the unrelenting tension and the huge number of actual cows onscreen… and those two things are related.  Let me explain.

The tension is, to a certain degree, driven by the plot.  You have some guys trying to drive a herd a long way against all odds in an unforgiving land where both the elements and groups of bandits and indians are out to get them.  Then, in the middle of it, one of the main characters abandons the group in order to follow them and try to get revenge by killing he group’s leader.

I think what makes the whole thing seem real, though is that the cows are on screen a good chunk of the time.  There are lots of them, and they are really there.  They’re big, they’re constantly moving and, somehow, they make everything seem real.  There’s a stampede scene which is probably the most memorable scene in the film.

Red River Film Poster

The acting is superb and, of course, John Wayne is the ultimate tough guy who hides his deepest feelings from outside scrutiny.  It works spectacularly well, and there’s little question as to why the film was beloved from the word go.  It is most definitely the opposite of a chick flick, and all the stronger for it.

Of course, if you’re the kind of person who is offended by either John Wayne or the attitudes prevalent in the 1940s, this one will shock you to the core – Westerns of this era are not for the socially sensitive.  The rest of you should go out and find this film as soon as you can.

And enjoy what might just be The Duke’s best performance in a film so good even my wife approves.


Gustavo Bondoni is a novelist and short story writer who has never written a western.  However he has recently launched a collection of short SF and Fantasy stories which you can check out here.


A Strong Case for the Best Western Ever

Henry Fonda as Wyatt Earp

It’s not as famous today as it was back then, and it doesn’t star John Wayne, which has worked against it.  On top of that, it is extremely liberal with the facts (read: it would have been easier just to base it on a work of fiction with no real names) and it starts with a cliché (which never actually happened in real life, so could have been avoided without loss).

And yet, My Darling Clementine (1946) is, by far, the best western I’ve ever seen.

Why?  Well, maybe it’s just the fact that it wasn’t a noir film or something from the Italian neorealist school that made me enjoy it as much as I did, but, more probably, it was the interplay of the male and female characters–there are about six different storylines woven into this one–and the development of the town around them that makes the film so watchable.  It develops the central theme (the events around the Earp brothers and Doc Holliday) while showing the rich tapestry of the developing west around it.

From about fifteen minutes in until the end, the movie becomes much more sophisticated and interesting than the Western norm and Henry Fonda gives a different take on Wyatt Earp than what you’re expecting.  When you read about it like that, it’s a recipe for disaster, but it’s a tribute to director John Ford that it comes together as well as it does.

So we’ll recommend this one highly, not just to people who are looking for a good shoot-’em-up (there’s plenty of that, thankfully) but also to those who enjoy a film with surprising depth.

The only people we emphatically wouldn’t recommend it to  are those who are obsessive about the history of the American West, unless you can turn that part of you off.  In the first few minutes of the film, James Earp whom in real life, survived until 1926, is killed.  And it’s all downhill, accuracy-wise, from there!

Ox-Bow and Modern Sensibilities

The Ox-Bow Incident Movie Poster

I once had a professor at school who, when teaching The Merchant of Venice, told us that it’s nearly impossible to mess up a trial scene.  Shakespeare, of course, didn’t mess it up, but the fact that it’s not an impossibility is clear when watching the movie The Ox-Bow Incident, which is the next in our series of films from the 1001 Movies You Must See Before You Die.

This movie fails on many levels, but mostly because it goes for tired trope of the revisionist gut-punch: take a scene from a time that is different (generally far in the past, although more recent in this film), show the human suffering that was caused by how life was back then, and use that to create an emotional reaction from modern audiences used to more gentle times.

So, we essentially have a Western, in which a bunch of innocent men are put on trial by a posse, and eventually lynched.  At the end the posse members learn that they were innocent, and are remorseful.  How sad.

Audiences in the day (1943) lapped it up, of course.  Audiences today will probably lap it up.  The reason is that they never stop to think about context, so if something is unacceptable in 1943 (or 2014), it was also wrong when it happened.  So they are ripe for the spoon-feeding of emotions which leads them to a sense of moral outrage at what they see.

The Ox-Bow Incident Hanging Scene

No one will argue that a witch hunt or a posse is the best way to get justice.  We know it isn’t.  But the truth is that the reaction of most of this posse’s contemporaries would have been a shrug and something along the lines of “well, that’s life, I guess*”.

Sadly, the tendency of audiences (and everyone else) to judge earlier times by modern standards is growing as opposed to diminishing.  Most people, instead of using the amazing amount of information available at the click of a button to try to understand context, simply ignore the fact that things are now different and judge with modern values**.  I suppose it’s easier for the lazy hordes and useful for the people who like to use them to further their own agendas, so it won’t be going away any time soon.

In general, I deeply enjoy most of the movies on this list but this is one of the few movies on the 1001 movies list which is so bad in this respect that it could have been filmed today.

*The correct phrase, “Shit happens” had yet to be invented back then.

**Don’t believe me?  Have a look at the latest flap among the Fantasy writers crowd.  Idiotic revisionism at its best – and now with more thought-police involvement!