La vengeance de l'indien

As much as wide swaths of the western genre are supersaturated with racism as a defining feature of their storytelling, the premise here doesn't sound particularly enticing. As soon as we press "play" - woo boy, it's even worse than one supposes sights unseen. We can at least be grateful that the white settlers are accurately, definitively, and vehemently posited as appalling, toxic villains, which gives this feature a leg up on many of its brethren, but that doesn't make the ugliness of the tale any easier to digest. There's also the fact of white actors being cast as indigenous characters, but this is small fries compared to the saga of rampant, brutal, unchecked violence against native Americans, of mob rule and the same villains running roughshod over a town and its inhabitants, of a protagonist with indigenous blood who keeps his identity secret, and of the latent biases of even the most well-meaning characters coming out in due course. The genre does get tawdrier than 'Reprisal!,' but only when the storytelling betrays the prejudices of the filmmakers. For all that, though: words like "entertaining" carry too positive a connotation to use here, but even at its most sordid this is unquestionably, firmly compelling and satisfying.

In every other capacity this is as well made as we assume of mid-century westerns, including gorgeous if desolate filming locations, beautiful sets, lovely costume design, and appreciable stunts, effects, and action sequences. The cast give terrific, earnest performances to bring the terrible drama to bear, including not least Guy Madison and Felicia Farr, and even the actors portraying the villains certainly have to be commended for making their characters so irredeemably loathsome. From Mischa Bakaleinikoff's stirring complementary score, to Henry Freulich's smart, vivid cinematography, to George Sherman's sharp direction that capitalizes on all the potency of the saga, this is all-around superb. True, the overall production values may not represent the utmost cream of the crop, but for as strong as every component part is, the disparity doesn't truly matter. Above all, the adapted screenplay of David P. Harmon, Raphael Hayes, and David Dortort is terrific, serving up a dark, seedy, but absorbing narrative, and stark, electrifying scene writing and characterizations. Truth be told there's only one discrete flaw I see here, for though I don't know whether it can be chalked up to the screenplay or to Arthur Gordon's novel, one way or another it comes across as pure, contrived Movie Magic - the unspoken enforcement of A Happy Ending - for the last scene to conclude in the manner it does. That last sour impression is unfortunate, but still 'Reprisal!' is so excellent otherwise that it's far better and more worthwhile than not.

Strictly speaking a recommendation is tough to give simply because this is not an enjoyable picture; it's not something one watches then walks away feeling good about oneself. The awful real-life history of the United States is on full display in these seventy-odd minutes: the country's racism at large, specifically its treatment of white settlers versus indigenous people, and its living history of allowing the worst of all people to wantonly abuse and harm without any consequences. Not enjoyable - but no less worthy because of it, and in its own way, an important viewing experience for how unflinching it is in its depiction of these notions. I won't say it's a must-see, or perfect (the plot could have been fleshed out more, if we're being honest), but I will say that if you have the opportunity to watch, this is a western that stands taller than even some of its more widely celebrated kin. 'Reprisal!' is not an easy watch, but it's grabbing and deeply engrossing, and one can hardly ask for more than that.

Reprisal! Is directed by George Sherman and written by David P. Harmon, Raphael Hayes and David Dortort. It stars Guy Madison, Felicia Farr, Kathryn Grant, Michael Pate, Edward Platt, Otto Hulett, Wayne Mallory and Frank De Kova. Music is by Mischa Bakaleinikof and Technicolor cinematography by Henry Freulich.

Frank Madden (Madison) is half white, half Indian, in order to be allowed to own his own land in the County of Kendall, Texas, he keeps his half-breed status a secret. Acquiring a ranch and land, Madden quickly falls foul of the Shipley brothers, a trio of thugs known to be Indian killers and intent on making Madden tow their party line.

Nice, in fact something of a treat for Western fans. On plot terms it doesn't sound like much, the sort of run-of-the-mill Oater so prevalent in the 1950s, but there's a lot going on psychologically here to run along side the shoot em' ups, fisticuffs and simmering passions. It starts off very strongly with a court case as the Shipley brothers are on trial for lynching two Indians, clearly guilty, they of course get off because most of the town are Indian haters. This instantly sets it up for half-breed Madden to be constantly at war with himself, he wants to just settle down and earn a crust, but can he keep turning the other cheek as his half kin are abused and used by the very townsfolk he rubs shoulders with?

He keeps winding up in situations where someone needs his help, and it frustrates him greatly, and when his Indian grandfather appears on the scene to offer some sage advice, his emotional confliction goes up still further. The back drop is a town bursting at the seams with racial tensions, then throw in revenge, mob justice, inter-racial lust and murders, you got yourself a film packing in as much as it can in its relatively short running time. It looks nice with photography out of Tuscon, the acting is up to the standard of the production, Grant and Farr are twin delights for the eyes, and Sherman once again proves to be a good old pro who knew his way around a Western.

One of the better "B" Westerns of 1956, well worth catching by duster fans if the chance arises. 7.5/10

Incredibly good story, denouncing racism against Native Americans - Indians - one of the earliest western to talk about this scheme, besides the great classics such as BROKEN ARROW of course. This story is excellent in terms of writing, story telling, avoiding clichés, but onlt spoiled by a foreseeable ending. What a surprise to have this George Sherman's film for Columbia instead of Universal, his usual home studio. Guy Madison plays right, good job, but not that terrific. I think this western is a bit underrated for its quality, it should be watched again. I love those Indians characters here, they attract so much empathy.

Pretty good western if you can get past Guy Madison as part Indian. Hiding his Indian blood so he can own land, Frank Madden (Madison) gets in trouble when one of the vicious Shipley brothers is killed for which he's blamed, and a lynch mob forms.

Actually, there's more plot here than the 70-minute run time can accommodate. Add the two leading lady sub-plots to the Indian sub-plot to the Shipley brothers main plot, and you've got a lot of story complications. The screenplay does a fair job of integrating them, but there's still an overflow.

The real oddity is Michael Pate playing a white guy (Bert Shipley) instead of an Indian in a western where Indians are featured. In fact, he darn near made a career out of playing Native Americans, so I'm wondering if a cast member dropped out at the last minute such that he had to switch roles. Anyway, he nearly steals the film with a lively, colorful performance.

Also, veteran director Sherman manages to inject genuine energy into the several crowd scenes, especially the lynch mob march down the street that had me really worried for the hapless Madden. Then too, the Arizona locations add a scenic touch to a B-western that could have easily cut corners and stayed in LA. All in all, it's a decent, if crowded, little western with some interesting features.

A delightful surprise...this small, rich wonder of a film surely offers up Guy Madison's best performance...as the compromised cowboy....trying to deal with the racism of his villainous neighbours and their hangers-on. So refreshing to find a 1950s western which goes full-bore at the question of US xenophobia re their dealings with their first nations people. Not a political diatribe.....good simple narrative with well-played, not overplayed, characters, good dramatic ducking and diving.