Saturday at the Esquire (South Town, Pantheon) on a winter afternoon. Kids with popcorn and candy, settled in for a newsreel, cartoon, and a double feature. Like as not, one of the films is a
Western.
In Hollywood they are oaters, shot in a few days on a back lot dressed with fake boulders and aging stars. They tell a skewed version of the Western past, favoring settlers and trashing natives, but no matter to the kids; for them it's all about good and bad guys, lots of shooting and chases on horseback, and riding off into the sunset.
Bob Wicks, long a big fan, sent a link to a site devoted to
Those Old Westerns. It's a slide show of scenes and stars, with music. You'll see names and faces you may have forgotten. My personal favorite in this genre are the films of
John Ford, which feature beautiful shots and good acting. Oh, and a big galoot named
John Wayne.