Ne tirez pas sur le shérif

I love it when Sheriff Garner casually sticks his finger into bad guy Brennan's gun barrel. What a great way to disarm a menace. I don't know if his trick would really work, but who cares since it's good for a laugh. In fact, such imaginative goofiness could stand for the movie as a whole. Like when Garner chases a gunslinger out of town with a barrage of rocks. His aim may not be so good, but a thousand clichéd fast-draws flashed before me while I laughed. And it's not just Garner-- it's the whole superbly droll cast. Old pro's like Henry Morgan, Walter Brennan, Jack Elam, and even the newcomer Joan Hackett, a fine actress who shoots much too well, but in real life, died much too young. All the nonsense adds up to one really droll take-off on a thousand Western clichés, without rubbing your nose in it. It's also a tribute to the much under-rated helmsman Burt Kennedy and writer William Bowers who comes up with the great line about "disturbing the peace" as the three half-dressed councilmen escape the exploding bordello. Then too, looks like Garner's Cherokee Productions financed the project, proving that the savvy actor knows quality when he sees it. From start to finish— a real little gem.