Very best movie i ever watch

This story has more twists and turns than a second-rate soap opera.

While it doesn't offer any answers, it both thrills and makes you think.

The acting in this movie is really good.

If "The Old Barn Dance" seems somewhat lacking in sympathetic appeal to a modern-day audience, the same cannot be said for McConville's earlier script, "Ride, Ranger, Ride" (1936). In this one, an army martinet (Robert Homans) is the villain - a piece of putty in the hands of super-bad renegade, Monte Blue - while Gene Autry, Smiley Burnette and a remarkably personable Max Terhune (minus "Elmer", I'm glad to say) lead the good guys in this elaborately produced (although helped out with some obvious stock footage) Nat Levine production. Director Kane keeps the movie moving, but Gene himself often seems oddly subdued. It's the other players who have all the good lines and handle most of the action. Even the songs are sparse! (Echo Bridge used to handle DVD discs of the 16mm TV cutdown).

The most interesting part of this sub-par Autry oater is poor Kay Hughes. I don't know what wardrobe put her in, but the frou-frou is eating her alive. Only her head is still visible. Meanwhile, all the white lace, bustles, and brocade have consumed the rest of her. Too bad, because she could easily pass for Elizabeth Taylor's younger sister, if Liz had one. Too bad too, that the script's a mess, that is, if you can keep up with it. Something about Texas Rangers, the US Cavalry, and American Indians, all learning to get along. Well, at least the former two. Already, it seems, Texas hates the Feds since they quarrel over who gets to fight the Indians. That's because from the movie, it seems "the only good Indian is a dead one". After all, this is back when red men were mainly circling targets for cavalry target practice. Then too, if I'm not mistaken, the script manages to slight just about everybody at some point.Meanwhile, the tunes are forgettable, the barroom brawl badly staged, and absolutely no hard riding, while the comedy consists mainly of a scalping wannabe. I will say the stock footage is nicely blended into the film as a whole, which at least lends visual continuity. I don't know what Republic had in mind with this 60-minutes, but as a fellow reviewer remarks, they should have sent the script back for a rewrite. And, for gosh sakes, put poor Hughes in a dress instead of a pile of woman-eating frills and frou-frou. All in all, Autry fans should skip this one.A "4" on the matinée scale.

The Texas Rangers are about to be demobilized because the U.S. Cavalry is coming to Texas. They've got garrison duty as the Comanches are allegedly at peace. That's not what Gene Autry says and that's not what grizzled scout Max Terhune says, who actually does say the only good Indian is a dead one. And that's allegedly without the dummy.Gene and the whole troop of rangers join the cavalry including Max as a scout and even Smiley Burnette. They really don't take to military life to well. In addition Gene's got a romantic rivalry going with George J. Lewis over Kay Hughes. Somebody is stirring up the Indians, acting as agent provocateur and for those interested in seeing this ancient oater I won't reveal who it is.Usually Autry westerns at least included some decent cowboy numbers. But even after seeing this only a couple of hours ago on TCM, I can't remember a one of them.The Indians are really presented in a bad light. Oafs and Dupes at best and savages at worst. But you can't expect too much from a B western.Although saying B is giving this one too high a grade.

Gene Autry doesn't get much of a chance to stand out in this routine and rather dated feature. The plot had potential, with Autry leading a group of Texas Rangers who are trying to stop an Indian attack while working against the skepticism of a cavalry commander.But what follows is not very entertaining, and most of the problems can probably be blamed on the script. The characters remain one-dimensional, with little or no justification for their actions, and none of them really appears in a very good light. It does not help that the Indians are portrayed in a rather dated and cartoonish fashion, even for the 30's.Nothing at all against the talented and very likable Autry, but this one just does not work very well at all. Even the most devoted fans probably won't find much here to get excited about.