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Of course it is a flawless western, but so predictable, despite this excellent cast, directing, performances.... For once, I appreciated a lot Macdonald Carey in a role where he doesn't appear as bland, wooden, as usual in other features. Here, his character is thicker than we could expect, whilst William Holden, on the other hand, brings no surprise at all. But, as I have always said, villains - or at least ambivalent or ambiguous characters- are far far more interesting than hte good ones, the white knights in their shining armors....fABULOUS Victor Young's score belongs to the qualIty of this movie directed by British actor Leslie Fenton, who also gave us WHISPERING SMITH.

Streets of Laredo is a remake of Paramount's successful Texas Rangers with William Holden, William Bendix, and Macdonald Carey playing the parts that were done thirteen years earlier by Fred MacMurray, Jack Oakie, and Lloyd Nolan. Color is added and if anything this is a remake that proved better than the original.

Three amiable outlaws get separated running from a posse. Two of them Holden and Bendix join the Texas Rangers and Carey continues his outlaw ways. Carey also as the film progresses demonstrates that he's a good deal more vicious than when we first meet him.

Between them they have a lot of adventures on both sides of the law. But it is inevitable that they are destined for a showdown.

There's a nice performance here from Alfonso Bedoya, fresh from The Treasure of the Sierra Madre, as Calico another outlaw with a murderous protection racket.

Bill Bendix though he's never bad in anything, is really miscast in a western. He's just too urban a type to be a convincing western sidekick. Holden is a year away from his breakthrough part in Sunset Boulevard, in Streets of Laredo he's in one of his 'smiling Jim' parts as the amiable good guy. He fit those parts well, but he never would have had the career he did had he stuck to them.

Western fans will definitely like this one, enough action and gunplay for any fan of the genre.

Holden, Carey and Bendix are three bandits holding up stagecoaches until a chase separates one from the other two. Those two eventually join up with the Texas Rangers and reform, while the one keeps to his old outlaw ways. Thus, the stage is set for the final showdown. Mona Freeman is the love interest who falls for one of the bandits but eventually catches on that the man of her dreams is really someone else. I saw this one when I was a kid and the scene of one of the characters being gunned down in cold blood from beneath the table blew me away. That still packs a wallop, but after having watched "Streets of Loredo" again, I realize it is all pretty routine as Westerns go. Even so, it's full of the clichés and values that made me love them when I was growing up. A young Macdonald Carey stands out as the dashing villain dressed, of course, in black.

Paramount's remake of their own 1936 western "The Texas Rangers" has three small-time stagecoach robbers separated after tangling with a sniveling extortionist and his cohorts in 1879 Texas; two of the men inadvertently join the Texas Rangers and find that working for the right side of the law really suits them, while the third man becomes a notorious outlaw. Despite some confusion in the character motivations and loyalties, this is an astute, absorbing drama with beautiful photography and solid performances. Who would've ever guessed Macdonald Carey could be a worthy opponent for William Holden? Dressed all in black, with a smug expression and heavy-lidded eyes, Carey is a surprisingly formidable villain. Holden, despite several sigh-heavy movie star close-ups, is very convincing with a gun and a horse; his character's playing both sides, while also falling for tomboyish Mona Freeman, provides the heart of the story, and Holden is never less than exciting to watch. Extremely well-directed by Leslie Fenton, with fine supporting work by William Bendix and a bouncy score by Victor Young. *** from ****

Despite slack direction from Leslie Fenton, this is a better-than-average Technicolor Western. At the time Holden was not yet a headline performer, while Carey never reached that pinnacle. Here, both contribute nicely, especially Carey whose bad-good guy with a toothy grin is just slippery enough to be convincing. The chemistry between him and Holden comes across effectively. Too bad that director Fenton doesn't do more to bring out the dramatic aspects of the friendship, though the final scene is both well-staged and appropriate. For me, the movie's highlight is the absolutely gorgeous Technicolor framing of the outdoor scenes. Somebody sure knew how to frame those scenes in an impressive way that adds greatly to the film's unusually riveting eye-appeal.

The story itself is a good one. The screenplay develops Holden and Bendix's transition from outlaws to Rangers in believable fashion. What is suggested is that some outlaws can be reformed by respect and an honorable code of conduct, which strikes me as a worthwhile piece of insight and good moral to the story. On the downside, Mona Freeman as the high-spirited lass comes across as too callow and stagey for the much more mature Holden and Carey to butt heads over. Then too, Alfonso Bedoya's unlikely role looks like an effort at cashing in on his Treasure of the Sierra Madre success. In passing-- note that the classic trail song "Streets of Laredo" is not the one sung in the movie. It's a disappointing something else, probably composed for the film. I wonder if the producers had trouble getting rights to use the real song. Too bad. Anyway, the movie plays better than Leonard Maltin's rather dismal professional review, especially for those who like long views, big clouds, and a sense of open horizons.