Samuel Fuller’s libido-fueled, feverishly stylized B western gets a lavish reincarnation on home video courtesy of Criterion.
The world wasn’t exactly desperate for yet another film noir DVD box set, but here we are, with an inspired seven-film retrospective.
It would take a boatload of Freudian psychoanalysts to unpack all the psychosexual baggage on display here.
If I had to choose the five major American screen actresses of all time, the list would be: Lillian Gish, Bette Davis, Katharine Hepburn, Meryl Streep, and Barbara Stanwyck.
You’d have to go to Barbara Billingsley for another jive session this enjoyable.
The film’s optimistic integration of intellectual and physical impulses lends it a feeling of wholeness closer to Howard Hawks’s later, more serene films.
Barbara Stanwyck needed only a look to inform you of her characters’ less than noble intentions.
As the film’s monsters thrust and parry contemptuous dialogue at each other, it’s hard not to feel that the prospect of sex between two people has seldom looked so joyless.