Steve McQueen’s penultimate pic is an incompetent stab at Western mythmaking with hack tv director William Wiard forcing some hapless editor into inadvertent jump cuts on John Alonzo ’s handsome lensing. Since this hardly seems to work, they go and touch it all up using the vaguest of Nouvelle Vague time shifting continuity devices that play over the rigged trial sequence. How McQueen, who looks grim & tired, got involved in this dud would certainly make a more interesting tale than this story of a cattle enforcer who’s so lethally good at his job that the ranchers who hired him, now frame the dope for killing their rivals too efficiently and too openly. It obviously says something terribly sad about McQueen's state of mind but frankly, I don't want to know about it.
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