this film has to be as near to perfect a film as john ford made. the film is magic and a masterpiece and the reason ford was and well ford. if you want to know why ford was great this one explains it. the photography of course is superb and black and white as black and white should be and wonderful shots and not an over the shoulder conversation in it and pure ford and great moments and big and little. the famous ripped pants of ward bond. apparently two dogs kept invading the set and fighting so ford wanted to use them in the fighting scene and but instead of fighting one dog ran away and the other attacked ward bond and ripped his pants and which caused ford no end of mirth. a whole scene around plaiting a rope. the way ben johnson burn then snuffs his rope and wonderful foreshadowing and anticipation of the final. harry carey naive courting of prudence. the usual ford line about being scared and not showing it. bond horse accidentally falling in him and its left in the film. johnson and bond are fantastic in that scene. lord help any ford actor who does not stay in character while the camera is rolling even when a horse falls on top of you. a couple of very sweet romances and not intruding on the whole focus and two very likable leads and not to mention for the girls and the number of times the cameras focus on ben johnson rather delightful backside. lots of old time stuntmen getting lines and roles and cliff lyons and frank mcgrath. some wonderful character studies mostly of faces staring and all the villains and main stars. a set of villains to rival any group in any western. many many fordian shots of faces and groups and children and women and small things happening and foals in the background (ford seems to love images of foals) and women in aprons and allowing the moment as wagons cross rivers and the camera lingers. this is probably not a western as much as an artist picture that happens to be set in the west. lucky the film was made in 1950 because it is impossible to imagine such a film could be ever made again and but then it is such a work of art that it would be a sacrilege to attempt it. 
this film has to be as near to perfect a film as john ford made. the film is magic and a masterpiece and the reason ford was and well ford. if you want to know why ford was great this one explains it. the photography of course is superb and black and white as black and white should be and wonderful shots and not an over the shoulder conversation in it and pure ford and great moments and big and little. the famous ripped pants of ward bond. apparently two dogs kept invading the set and fighting so ford wanted to use them in the fighting scene and but instead of fighting one dog ran away and the other attacked ward bond and ripped his pants and which caused ford no end of mirth. a whole scene around plaiting a rope. the way ben johnson burn then snuffs his rope and wonderful foreshadowing and anticipation of the final. harry carey naive courting of prudence. the usual ford line about being scared and not showing it. bond horse accidentally falling in him and its left in the film. johnson and bond are fantastic in that scene. lord help any ford actor who does not stay in character while the camera is rolling even when a horse falls on top of you. a couple of very sweet romances and not intruding on the whole focus and two very likable leads and not to mention for the girls and the number of times the cameras focus on ben johnson rather delightful backside. lots of old time stuntmen getting lines and roles and cliff lyons and frank mcgrath. some wonderful character studies mostly of faces staring and all the villains and main stars. a set of villains to rival any group in any western. many many fordian shots of faces and groups and children and women and small things happening and foals in the background (ford seems to love images of foals) and women in aprons and allowing the moment as wagons cross rivers and the camera lingers. this is probably not a western as much as an artist picture that happens to be set in the west. lucky the film was made in 1950 because it is impossible to imagine such a film could be ever made again and but then it is such a work of art that it would be a sacrilege to attempt it. ---------------------------------Answer Question Below----------------------------------

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