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John Ford's exquisite film about marshall of Tombstone, Wyatt Earp and Doc Holliday and their incredible gunfight against the Clantons at the O.K.Corral. Dramatic and wonderfully brooding, Ford employs it all here; perfect lighting, superb photography and as always, a fabulous and unmatched use of the camera. Many other films have been made on this subject, but you need look no further than this cinematic masterpiece.

Anyone who has the slightest casual knowledge of the events leading up to and surrounding the showdown is going to be disappointed. I mean, this film can't even disclaim 'based on a true story', it's so far off. All that would have been necessary to make this into a film not so darned distracting was to have it exactly as presented, but not with the names Earp, Holliday and Clanton.

It's 1882. Wyatt Earp (Henry Fonda) and his brothers are driving cattle to California when they encounter Old Man Clanton who tries to buy their cattle with a low-ball offer. Wyatt kindly rejects the offer. The Earps stop at Tombstone to find a lawless town. Their cattle gets stolen and Wyatt's youngest brother James is murdered by unknown assailants. Wyatt suspects the Clantons and takes the job of town marshal. Volatile gambler Doc Holliday (Victor Mature) returns to town. Doc's past Clementine Carter (Cathy Downs) tracks him down all the way from Boston despite his refusal for her help. Doc's present day friend Chihuahua (Linda Darnell) is not happy with her presence.

I really love the start and Henry Fonda can do no wrong especially as a stoic heroic lead. I have a bit of an issue with Victor Mature. I can't forget Val Kilmer playing the role who is so much more fun. Mature is more angry than sickly. As for the iconic shootout, again I really love the start. Monument Valley looks epic in the background. I love the slow walk up to the OK Corral. Then the action isn't quite as epic. Director John Ford would say that he extended it from a 30 seconds fight but it doesn't really measure up to modern action scenes. All in all, this is a classic for its time.

MY DARLING CLEMENTINE ( rating, * * * * ½ out of 5 )

Adapted from the book 'Wyatt Earp, Frontier Marshal' by Stuart N. Lake, writers Samuel G. Engel, Winston Miller and Sam Hellman, and the great director himself John Ford, offer this most atmospheric depiction of Wyatt Earp, Doc Holliday and the most famous of shootouts in Western folk-lore.

The story basically covers the period when Wyatt Earp cleaned up Tombstone and wiped out the Clanton gang at the OK Coral. This is time-honored stuff. Nostalgic dramatizations that romanticized the Wild West while creating unforgettable heroes and notorious villains.

John Ford's handling of this motion picture is done with great care and obvious affection. Significant endeavor and attention to detail has gone into the period's reconstruction and the result is what can only be described as lyrical. A synchronous composition of sight and sound that produces a mesmerizing effect which in turn forces any viewer to fall instantly in love with this film.

Henry Fonda's portrayal of Wyatt Earp is without doubt the best that has ever been attempted and Victor Mature's Doc Holliday has him in rare form. Add cast members Walter Brennan, Linda Darnell, Ward Bond and John Ireland, and this film just crackles along.

There is one interesting irony I have noted. In John Ford's celebrated history as a director, particularly in the days when he was making silent films, the real Wyatt Earp acted as Ford's technical adviser bringing a new level of authenticity to gun play that Hollywood in the past had only guessed at. But in 'My Darling Clementine', the final shootout although well done, has a fantasy-like quality about it that avoids a sense of violent realism and adopts a surreal quality - as if seen through a dream.

Because John Ford knew all too well how to make a gunfight look believable, maybe this film allowed him to go beyond what was expected and to produce something a little special, and maybe it was shot in the way that Wyatt Earp wished it could have really happened. To successfully bend the rules, it really helps to have written them in the first place.

'My Darling Clementine' is a joy to behold. Sure, there are a few moments when minor cracks appear, but for pure entertainment value, it is unsurpassed. This movie is what going to the pictures on a Saturday afternoon was all about - those delightful matinee sessions when you'd load your arms up with confectionery, scramble for the best seats in the back row and experience the escapism that made growing up in the suburbs almost tolerable.

Director John Ford takes extensive liberties with the facts in this version of the events that led to the infamous 'gunfight at the OK corral'. This is evident from the opening scenes, in which Tombstone is seen nestled amongst the unmistakable buttes of Monument Valley (which is 500 miles north of the actual town) and young James Earp is murdered (he actually died 35 years later of natural causes), to the final scenes, the shooting of a character who in fact died several months before the gunfight. Despite these, and other glaring inaccuracies, the film is a well-acted and entertaining A-list western. Fonda is as good as always as Wyatt Earp, as is the usually avuncular Walter Brennen as the murderous "Old Man" Clanton, but I didn't find Victor Mature to make a particularly convincing 'Doc' Holiday. The rest of the cast, which includes a lot of well-known character actors and some of Ford's usual players (such as Ward Bond (who plays Morgan Earp), Jane Darnell and Russel Simpson), are fine. The main story of the mounting hostility between the Earps and the Clantons is great but I didn't find the secondary story, a love triangle involving Doc Holiday (who was a dentist, not a surgeon), the titular Clementine (a bland Cathy Downs), and saloon singer Chihuahua (a clichéd Linda Darnell) to be very interesting. Although apparently not the easiest person to work for, Ford was an excellent filmmaker: the black and white desert cinematography is striking and the climactic gun-fight is dramatic and realistic (as movie gunfights go). While I would not rank "My Darling Clementine" amongst the director's best oaters (such as Stagecoach (1939), the cavalry trilogy (1948-50), or The Searchers (1956)), it is a fine western (but not much of a history lesson).