La belle rousse du Wyoming

Just your standard western fare. Well acted. All the key elements are here, right down to the silly cover that isn't really in the movie. Oh and well the Redhead gets to show off that hair :O I was in a rash of buy Maureen movies most of the year in 2015 then bang. She was gone. Not cool. Then I didn't watch them for awhile. Got tons of On Demand dvd (r's) Not all of them westerns but why not have fun. Totally for kids too.... Quality: 6/10 Entertainment: 9/10 Re-playable: 6/10

Colorful B western directed by a B director: Lee Sholem who was not that brilliant in his career. It is question here of cattle rustling, a topic used ten millions times in western history. It would be forgettable even with the presence of the Duke's best friend, as himself called Maureen O'Hara, the only woman belonging to the John Ford's gang: John Wayne, Ward Bond, Victor Mac Laglen, Harry Carey. Here she doesn't look like a man in her attitude, she is not Barbara Stanwyck in FORTY GUNS, CATTLE QUEEN OF MONTANA or MAVERICK QUEEN. It is nevertheless a pretty good little entertaining western, among the best films that Lee Sholem made, xanks again to Maureen O'Hara; but Rhonda Fleming - the other redhead from Hollywood with Arlene Dahl - would have been in her place here.

Spoilers herein. I'm interested in the history of redheads in film. It is pretty remarkable, I think and one of the purest stereotypes - or collection of them - in all filmdom. That effectively means in all life. Ms O'Hara had just made the film that defined her - and reinforced a specific type of redhead - in 'The Quiet Man,' with John Wayne. You know, the feisty, fiery, sexy, stubborn, furrowed brow Irish lass, capable even of physical anger. Problem is that Maureen is a pretty unskilled actress. Other than the red hair and a torpedo bra, there isn't much there. Here we see an exploitation of all that, in technicolor so that we can see the hair. And yes, we have rough ridin, shooten, stubbornness, and sexiness (at least so far as the code allowed). There are a few scenic shots as well. Other than that, its as empty as Wayne's head. Ted's Evaluation -- 1 of 3: You can find something better to do with this part of your life.

This shaky A western stars Maureen O'Hara in a variety of fancy dresses. With a range war brewing, old flame William Bishop imports her and her wardrobe to serve as a beard for his operations when she isn't running her obligatory saloon. She's caught between Bishop and mild-mannered sheriff Alex Nicol. Besides a very purple tuille number, Miss O'Hara wears a black lace dancing outfit for the final shootout, in which she handles a shotgun. I found it a striking and discordant image, typical of auteur Lee Sholem. A decent, if rote script, the usual cast that had been filling out B westerns for a quarter of a century, and some nice color photography by Winton Hoch complete the ensemble.

... thanks to a good story, a stunning cinematography (whooaahhoo Maureen's dresses in Technicolor), fast paced direction and editing (the fights are real tough like in movies directed by Anthony Mann, Ray Enright or Phil Karlson), and above all Maureen O'Hara surrounded by a good cast. Maureen O'Hara is so sexy and her interpretation is always subtle, she shines in every scene. And the great surprise is that she can be as tough as a man. The perfect woman in Technicolor. And the other success of that so entertaining western is the interpretation of William Bishop, one of my favorite actors in B movies (Thunderhoof, The Texas Rangers, The White Squaw, ... and that unknown noir crime Breakdown with terrific boxing sequences). Such an athletic silhouette and determined face. Each time I see a movie with William Bishop, I'm never disappointed.