Le repaire de l'aigle noir

John Erickson is Lt Niles Ord, a cavalry officer stationed at a fort nervously awaiting an attack from a marauding Indian chief, who also has to contend with tyrannical post commander Eric Platt in this ordinary b-movie from Allied Artists. It seems that the commander's new wife is a bit of a cougar who took advantage of Ord when he was a callow youth and now sees him as a way out of the godforsaken posting which she considers to be her husband's way of punishing her for being desirable to other men. Erickson makes a bland leading man and the rest of the cast - apart from a luminous Lola Allbright as the predatory femme fatale - is equally forgettable.

Oregon Passage (AKA: Rio Bravo) is directed by Paul Landres and adapted to screenplay by Jack DeWitt from the novel written by Gordon D. Shirreffs. It stars John Ericson, Lola Albright, Toni Gerry, Edward Platt, Rachel Ames and H.M. Wynant. Music is by Paul Dunlap and CinemaScope photography is by Ellis Carter.

It's somewhat surprising that given the production value here that this is a little known Cavalry & Indians Oater. Of course the absence of "A" list male stars explains its rarity a touch, but still it deserves a look if not for the formulaic plotting, then for the production strengths.

Plot finds Ericson as Lt. Niles Ord in Oregon 1871, he's 1/16th Cherokee and has a grasp of the Indian situation! Holed up at the fort with a commanding officer who has a grudge (Platt), Ord and the rest of the soldiers operate in constant threat of attack from Black Eagle and his Shoshone warrior tribe. Meanwhile tricky matters of the heart produce internal war within the fort's boundaries.

Nothing for Western fans to get too excited about but it's a very well mounted picture. Platt is a Custer character just waiting to get comeuppance, his pigheadedness and repeated locking of horns with Ericson drives the story forward. Albright and Gerry are absolutely socko gorgeous, lit up in De Luxe colour and given written parts that may be familiar, but nonetheless are performed for good impact. It often gets draggy as it spends too much time inside the fort, the character interactions at times becoming extraneous, but action pops in from time to time and is competently staged and raises the pulses. The CinemaScope photography is most pleasing, Ellis Carter (The Incredible Shrinking Man) making use of the Deschutes National Forest locations. Dunlap's musical score is by the numbers for such a Western movie, though his various incorporation's of "Red River Valley" strike an impression, whilst the design of the fort - all sharpened timber - is also striking. Worth a viewing for the Oater of mind. 6/10

I got a lot more than I expected from "Oregon Passage". I watch a lot of westerns. I never heard of this movie but I saw it on Turner Classic Movies (streaming) and the friendly running time (eighty minutes) sold me. I was very impressed by "Oregon Passage". It's a great looking movie. The locations and stunts are great. The fort set is amazing. All this in a no-name B-western. It's great stuff. "Oregon Passage" has a good story that is surprisingly violent at times. The cast is fine but there aren't any standouts. I enjoyed "Oregon Passage" and I plan on watching it again. (IMDB has a 600 character minimum.)

I sincerely doubt any cavalry fort in the nineteenth century would have girlfriends or wives of the soldiers living there on the base. Most likely they would live in the nearest town or city, even in a different state if the territory wasn't settled. Easy chances were handed out to kill the renegade warrior Black Eagle, but refused to stretch out the running time. Lola Albright is almost unrecognizable in a heavy dress and makeup of the time period the film is set.

Will anyone be offended if I say that Edward Platt was not as good a screen actor as Henry Fonda, nor John Ericson as interesting as John Wayne? I mention these startling opinions because the first half of this movie is a remake of FORT APACHE.

I'll go further with these radical insights and assert that Paul Landres was not as good a director as John Ford. While most of the actors are at least adequate, there are some wonky lines offered that didn't sound very convincing.

After the borrowed beginning, this settles down into a standard B western in which Ericson winds up fighting H.M. Wynant, the Indian chief who leads his warriors into battle by standing on a rock and raising his arms. It's an attempt to save the B Western by some serious location shooting in Deschutes National Forest in Oregon, and the camera-work of Ellis Carter is up to the job; he chooses lighting that suggests the forests of the Hudson Valley School of painting, rather than the Frederick Remington lighting that Ford lighted for his color excursion to the Southwest. However, the rest of it is standard fare.