Director: Michael Winner
Starring: Charles Bronson, Jack Palance, James Whitmore, Richard Basehart
Running Time: 100 minutes
Synopsis: At a dusty town saloon, half-Apache Chato (Charles Bronson) kills the racist local sheriff in self defense. Former Confederate Captain Quincey Whitmore (Jack Palance) gathers up a posse of townfolks, local ranchers, and a Mexican tracker, and they set out to hunt down the fugitive. But in the rough and unforgiving terrain it soon becomes apparent that Chato has the upper hand, as divisions and disputes emerge between the posse members.
What Works Well: While the plot also works as a Vietnam War allegory, this is an essentially simple but uncompromising hunters-become-the-hunted Western. Writer Gerald Wilson fills the posse with bloodthirsty racists (with just a few circumspect voices), and most of the dialogue chips away at the group's unity towards disintegration. A remarkably fit Charles Bronson (at 50 years old) has a grand total of two sentences and eight words in English, but dominates proceedings like a shadow of doom descending over the posse's fate. As Captain Quincy, Jack Palance enjoys a thoughtful role lamenting battlefield losses and trying to maintain discipline among a ragtag group slow to understand that both Chato and his land are much more than they can handle.
What Does Not Work As Well: The production values are creaky, some repetitiveness sets in, and morally decrepit men don't make for good company.
Key Quote:
Chato: Back off, lawman.

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