For Sam Fuller, cinema meant "love, hate, violence, action, death - - in a word, emotion". And never more so than in this delirious 1957 Western.
Flagrant Freudian imagery rampages across the 'Scope screen as whip-wielding landowner Jessica Drummond (Barbara Stanwyck) sweeps into town at the head of her 40-strong harem of gunmen. No one dares stand against her... Except sheriff Griff Bonnell (Barry Sullivan) and his brothers, Fuller's brutally anti-romantic take on the Earp clan.
The plot of Forty Guns - - standard ranchers-versus-settlers stuff - - makes precious little sense, but who cares when there's this much naked desire, aggression and blatant sexual imagery sloshing around the frame? In 80 terse minutes, Fuller takes the heroic myth of the Old West, turns it upside down and inside out, wrings it out and dumps it on its butt in the dust of Main Street. Riveting.