Les femmes de Jesse James

1954? Crazy funny and would be rated R today for all the nutty borderline sexuality! Hilarious cat fights and low-budget drama.

Really surprised me. Enjoyed it for the extra cheese!!! The dance scenes and songs were especially tease-oriented and entertaining.

It was more of a sex comedy than a western and was well edited.

Jesse the player was often caught in his own web, and it was hilarious to see the cowboys betting on the girl fights.

All in all the film was shockingly B fun.

It delivered a silly sexy romp and really, what else can you expect? There were also some weird and experimental camera shots which added to the fun.

Will watch again!

Famed outlaw Jesse James is on the dodge and holding up in a small town in Mississippi. Before heading back to Missouri, James manages to complicate the lives of several women-mostly in low-cut gowns. This was star Don Barry's only stab at direction, and from the looks of it,all will be glad that he stopped here.**UPDATE**My earlier review of this picture was based on a viewing many years (decades?) prior. I recently obtained a copy of this movie, and I must say, that it is extremely BETTER than I remembered.

Not filmed in Hollywood, this one has a different feel than most of Barry's B Westerns, almost a nostalgic quality...it was to be his last starring role, of course. The acting isn't as bad as I recalled and Barry plays the Jesse role almost tongue-in-cheek. The story moves along at a nice pace and the bare knuckle fight between Barry and a boxing champ is good fun. Yes, the LOW budget shows, but it isn't any worse than some of what Barry did for Lippert a few years earlier. If you love B Westerns, or Don "Red" Barry, I would highly recommend this one.

Donald Barry stars in, co-wrote, co-produced, directed and probably did the catering, landscaping and janitorial work on this cheesy, badly shot, ineptly written, amateurishly acted and poorly made low-budget-- VERY low-budget--western purporting to be about infamous western outlaw Jesse James. If you're going to make a movie about a real person, it would probably help if you stuck at least a few actual facts in it, and that's what you get in this stinker--few actual facts. Other than showing that Jesse had a brother Frank and that he and fellow outlaw Bob Ford didn't get along, there isn't much about this movie that has any basis in fact. The short and paunchy Barry wrote Jesse as being completely irresistible to women--and makes sure that his henchmen mention that fact every so often--and plays him like a Vegas lounge-lizard in the vein of Wayne Newton (but even smarmier) who has scads of beautiful women just throwing themselves at him. To give Barry credit he did pick some absolutely gorgeous women like Peggie Castle, Lita Baron and Joyce Barrett to fight over him, but whatever efforts they try to make at giving this film some kind of professional touch are ruined by the juvenile and pedestrian script and Barry's completely botched attempt at directing. He smirks his way through the picture and doesn't really have much chemistry with his cast, most of whom are amateurs whose "performances" consist of haltingly reciting their lines and trying to stay on their marks (a few of them even have trouble trying to stay on their horses). The whole project reeks of someone getting a little money together and telling his friends, "Let's make a movie!". Castle and Betty Brueck have a rather long catfight in a saloon, which is actually done fairly well, and there's a sequence with Barry engaged in a boxing match with a traveling prizefighter that is handled tongue-in-cheek and is mildly amusing, but other than those small pluses Barry, Castle (who is far and away the best thing about this picture) and Baron have done far better work, and I wouldn't doubt that at least those two women didn't bring up this picture in any discussion of their careers, as well they shouldn't have.

This is an undiscovered treasure and deserves to be considered right up there with "Plan 9 from outer Space" as the worst movie ever made. Outside the four or five professional actors this low budget could afford to hire, the cast is filled out with Mississippi amateurs who would embarrass a small town little theater production with their stiff, wooden acting. It is a real hoot.

You will not believe the sets where someone's idea of art direction was to dab spots of paint all over the walls. Along with the most painful acting, this has to also be the worst photographed film where the idea of lighting is to turn on some overhead floods. And the staging could serve as a textbook on how to NOT stage where you can see the "actors" walk to hit their mark and stomp on it like a bug.

The only explanation for the positive reviews above is that these people must be getting a share of the DVD sales. "Jesse James' Women" is to bad films what "Citizen Kane" is to great films.

Al Hillman is Champ O'Toole, not Clem Botts the Sheriff. Please check credits on film. Al Hillman died in 1965 at age 42 from cancer. In his memory, please correct the misprint on the IMDb profile. He did not play the role of the sheriff, but was the colorful boxer, Champ O'Toole, and this can be verified by the credits on the film itself. I found the movie to be fun and full of mischief. The Mississippi setting gives the film an authentic feel for the nature of the far from plush lifestyle of outlaws on the run. The female stars are vivacious and did not mind letting go of their vanity for a little cat fight, which in the 1950's was brazen!