Film

The Tall T

Name: The Tall T
Genre: Western
Released: 1957
Cast: Randolph Scott, Richard Boone, Maureen O'Sullivan, Arthur Hunnicutt, Skip Homeier

A lean, intelligent 1957 Western where a drifter and a ruthless bandit leader circle each other across a barren landscape, sizing up strengths and weaknesses. It moves quickly, trusts its audience, and wrings genuine suspense from character rather than spectacle. For anyone who thinks Westerns are either shoot-outs or soap opera, and wants proof they can be both.

TMDb rating

3.5

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