Dabi Sanchez

This is the kind of movie -- a "B Western" -- that people would have taken for granted in 1958. Decidedly not for an Upper West Side crowd! Today it comes across as restrained, literate and human, with surprising touches of subtlety. One never for an instant loses interest. The music, by Max Steiner no less, guides the viewer's emotion without going over the top. The romance manages to be sexy and dignified at the same time. I also like the formality that people observe with each other. It signals a different time and a different set of customs. The characters are well drawn and individual, and it's easy to care about them. I'll gladly revisit this film.