Le Massacre des Sioux

They say a leopard doesn't change it's spots, and people don't change overnight, however in this trite little '60s western they do just that. The story is flawed, the acting is bad, and history is played with fast and loose, and what remains is not worthy of viewing.

A travesty of a film, and one in which the usually competent Philip Carey and Joseph Cotton disappoint, though at least the latter can have claimed he was playing an often-drunken Major Reno. Darren McGavin stomps and jerks around as "Captain Bill Benton", so-called presumably because there is little relation with the real-life Captain Benteen. "Benton" is hazed by Reno, is keen on his daughter, strikes Custer, is captured/rescued by the Indians on his way to court-martial, is rescued again (this time by the cavalry), rides to warn Custer of the Indians' strength and is reinstated to lead his men at the fateful battle.

Individuals change their characters as the film progresses: Custer switches from idealism and anger at governmental corruption to political ambition; Reno evolves from drunk to semi-hero, in between resenting command of the 7th being offered to Benton (both then becoming self-deprecatory about their ability to lead); and the scout Dakota suddenly switches from hating and killing Indians to saving them (and when he deserts he is shot making a mad dash from the cavalry bivouac rather than slip away when scouting ahead of the column). Some of the minor actors appear to be waiting for cues or direction, and riders shot off their horses fall to the ground as safely as possible. Often the dialogue is artificial: "I shall see you trouble my existence no longer," rasps Custer to Reno at one point.

The film starts and finishes with the sort of completely unrealistic military court hearing that mars several Westerns; in this case the evidence comes entirely from Benton, with no other witnesses being called.

The Battle of the Little Big Horn isn't too bad but apparently the footage was borrowed from "Sitting Bull" made ten years earlier. Certainly when the main characters are on screen they appear to be accompanied by only a handful of men.

By 1965 Hollywood should have been able to do better than this.

This supposed piece of western Americana is perhaps the worst ever depiction of the events leading up to the fight at Little Big Horn. Fine, possibly even great actors forced to participate in a film that defies all logic and historical fact. I cannot think of another western that even comes close to its mediocrity. Philip Carey and Joseph Cotton at least know how to ride a horse, while the supposed hero, Darren McGavin looks more like a new recruit rather than a veteran cavalryman. I can understand the director wanting to make a film that shows the mistreatment of the Native Americans, but this film fails to generate any emotion except disgust for the terrible acting. Even the uniforms and equipment are wrong.

First, I'll simply echo everyone who has already ripped into this poorly made film. I would like to point out two examples of the many things wrong historically about it.

For one small thing, a previous reviewer gave credit for the many references to 'Colonel' Custer in the film. However, that is actually an inaccuracy. After the Civil War, Custer, as did most high-ranking officers who remained in the army, reverted from his temporary rank of Major General of Volunteers to his permanent Regular US Army rank of Lieutenant Colonel. This rank actually made him second in command of the 7th Cavalry, but since the regiment's colonel remained in Washington DC, Custer retained operational field command of the 7th. He is, however, shown wearing the eagle shoulder epaulets of a full colonel, not the silver oak leaves of a lieutenant colonel. Nice try, but 'Fail' nonetheless.

For the most egregious big thing, Reno is supposed to be a bitter ex- Confederate Major General with a daughter who acts as the love interest for Captain Benton/(Benteen). In fact, Reno had been a Union brevet brigadier general with a decent combat record during the Civil War. Benteen was actually a Virginian by birth who remained loyal to the Union, earned an excellent combat record and was a temporary colonel who reverted to his permanent rank of captain at war's end. He also was married, but most certainly not to a daughter of Marcus Reno, who was actually the same age as Benteen!

That should be enough for anyone to dismiss this film as anything remotely resembling 'history'.

A massacre indeed. A lot of it seems to have been cannibalised from much better (and certainly bigger budget) efforts; an expert on Westerns could soon tell you exactly which ones. Joseph Cotten is supposed to be playing a drunk, but one begins to wonder where acting ended and reality started. Darren McGavin and Philip Carey (as Custer) are just awful. The Indians are strictly of the 'Carry On Cowboy' variety, and one almost wished Sid James & Charles Hawtrey to appear in order to relieve the tedium of the proceedings. Any intention of presenting the Sixties 'Red Indians' as 21st Century 'Native Americans,' and any attempt to portray Custer's complicated character, are defeated by the awful script and poor technical standards. This is not Custer's Last Stand at all, but a very lumpy custard that is impossible to swallow.