Film

The Ox-Bow Incident

Name: The Ox-Bow Incident
Genre: Western
Released: 1943
Cast: Henry Fonda, Dana Andrews, Mary Beth Hughes, Anthony Quinn, William Eythe

A tense, near-real-time western that trades gunfights for group psychology: a posse forms outside a small Nevada town, and the film watches ordinary men talk themselves into murder. Shot in stark black-and-white and running just over an hour, it's less about violence than about the terrifying ease of consensus. Bleak, moral, and startlingly modern for 1943.

TMDb rating

7.7

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