Not my favorite Ford. Coming right after the moving, tragic, angry "Grapes Of Wrath" it's a way too broadly comic look at poor rural folks, as if Victor McLaglen was the assistant director or, to jump ahead in time, "The Real McCoys" decided to go PG. I miss the penumbra of sadness that all good Ford films have (the great ones have more than a penumbra) and I also miss the Ford stock company who, with the exception of Ward Bond , is MIA. C plus.
PS...When Ford decides to knock a woman off his pedestal he really goes call the way, huh? Referring of course to Ms. Tierney lusting in the dust.
PS...When Ford decides to knock a woman off his pedestal he really goes call the way, huh? Referring of course to Ms. Tierney lusting in the dust.