The Tall Men

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THE TALL MEN  would be—in the olden days before a zillion channels made TV so dull— the sort of Saturday afternoon matinee  watched in the den, with a BLT and a creme soda, after Dad got back from golf. Fine by me. In 1955, enough people flocked to see it at drive-ins to trot it into the 8th spot of the years hits ($6,000,000+) . Some may have been drawn from sock hops and bomb shelters by the advertising, which announced “The tall men stood tall…fought all….loved tall…and one man towered above them all!”

Most just wanted see Clark Gable, Jane Russell and Robert Ryan on a cattle drive in CinemaScope and Technicolor, covering familiar but relaxing and reassuring ground under the practiced direction of Raoul Walsh. No sweat. Lots of dust.

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The dynamic here not all that hard to figure out.

Two brothers drivin’ a big-ass herd to Montana, with a doggone bustin’-out’a-her-blouse gal who likes to back-sass, a fancy-manners-partner to swap threats with, Kansas Jayhawkers to decimate, and a horde of fairly clumsy Sioux to evade (vaqueros with their shirts off—the location work was in Durango, Mexico).

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Stages of courtship. Who’s he kiddin’

Leo Tover does the pretty lensing, Victor Young’s score is okay if repetitive, the shootout with the Jayhawkers (led by Chuck Roberson, bein’ mean) is a fun old school dustup.  At 122 minutes, it takes its time, dawdling some between perils.  It’s also a bit choppy—looks like they cut out a slug and it affects the continuity.  ‘Like, so what, Dr. Killbuzz?, shrugs the western fan: feet up, eating nachos, waiting for Russell to take a bath, grinning when Clark and Cameron Mitchell  have a brotherly shoot-off knocking a tin cup back & forth, idly wondering how what looks like a thousand Indians can be fooled by a stampede.  Enjoyable old-fashioned oater also features Juan Garcia.500px-C_Gable-SAA-TM

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