good back-story, and good acting

Easily the biggest piece of Right wing non sense propaganda I ever saw.

Not sure how, but this is easily one of the best movies all summer. Multiple levels of funny, never takes itself seriously, super colorful, and creative.

The plot isn't so bad, but the pace of storytelling is too slow which makes people bored. Certain moments are so obvious and unnecessary for the main plot. I would've fast-forwarded those moments if it was an online streaming. The ending looks like implying a sequel, not sure if this movie will get one

An El Cheapo western if ever there was one, with a climax made up entirely of stock footage - and not particularly exciting stock footage at that - either used as is or very obviously projected on a back screen. Still it's hard to put a good cast down - Flynn even gets the opportunity to sing a song. He's as charming as ever and Alexis Smith makes a colorful foil for his attentions. S.Z. Sakall dominates the first quarter-hour or so, and then unaccountably disappears, while Douglas Kennedy makes an indifferent villain. Fortunately, Ian MacDonald makes an ugly enough henchman and Paul Burns is more than okay as Flynn's Walter Brennan type sidekick. Enright's direction is competent if undistinguished, - at least he keeps the film moving. Karl Freund's photography (provided it isn't being used as a foreground to back projection) is as colorful as a postcard. But it lacks style. But then so does the rest of the film. The players give it a bit of class, but otherwise it's on its own. The script is no more than adequate. Maybe the plot and the characters were less familiar back in 1950 but I don't think so. Still at 76 minutes and by "B"-feature standards, it's a presentable enough offering.

" . . . by the Great Land Barons," Warner Bros.' trailer for MONTANA states. The "them" in this sentence refers to the Patriotic Loyal True Blue Average Union Label Normal Folks (like us) comprising the majority of our USA Citizenry in 1879 (the year of this story), of 1950 (the year of this movie), and Today (the year of 2017). "The Great Land Barons," of course, are the forerunners to Today's Job-Killing Corrupt Capitalist Trumpster Rats. Speaking of rats, now that Putin's Puppet has succeeded in destroying 300 years of American Civilization by eliminating ALL of President Obama's Consumer Safeguards, I was NOT surprised to view AN ACTUAL, REAL LIFE RAT OF THE RODENT FAMILY scuttle across Aisle 12 of the Kroger Store two miles from my home TWICE as I stopped for milk an hour before watching MONTANA, an errand that took double the usual time in fighting through the masses of other terrorized customers milling about. I NEVER saw so much as one single rat inside my local Kroger (or anyplace else I frequent, for that matter) during the ENTIRE EIGHT YEARS that President Obama was America's Leader. However, MONTANA teaches us that when those of the ilk of Billionaire Oligarchs are allowed to run roughshod over "We Little People" and "drown the government in the bathtub" (to use the catch-phrase of Trump's Chief Henchman, Steve Bannon) we can expect authentic rodent rats to be given the run of our Kroger Stores on Day #82 of Putin\Trump's Reign of Terror. Though I tried MONTANA's featured mutton dish once and didn't care for it when Obama was Commander-in-Chief, I'm thankful for Warner's timely warning to beware that Rump of Rat might become Kroger's newest deli meat as soon as a Monkey Business Bozo such as Trump bans all of America's regulations, protections, and safeguards on behalf of Vicious Vacuous Venal Village-Idiot Villains such as himself.

Australian sheepherder Errol Flynn brings his sheep to (you guessed it) Montana. He fights with cattle ranchers and romances Alexis Smith. Routine oater made a little less so by the sheep angle. The leads are enjoyable. Flynn fans will want to see him sing "Reckon I'm in Love" with Smith. Fun support from S.Z. Sakall and Paul Burns. Love that Technicolor. Just look at that blue jacket of Errol's pop! The story is much ado about sheep and will have you suppressing laughs here and there. An example of the kind of dialogue you can expect is when one thug says to Flynn: "You talk like a sheepherder." He said that with a straight face, believe it or not. Filmed in 1948 but sat on shelf for two years.

Errol Flynn, as a sheep-herder? Say it ain't sew! No wonder Flynn drank his way through this turgid Western. I'd be pulling the wool over your eyes by saying Flynn doesn't mail it in. Lots of short scenes with many edits plus obvious studio cuts against outdoor backdrops. Flynn's first film in 1950 but the miles and trials were taking a toll on Errol. His eyes were too bloodshot to shoot some scenes.Nevertheless, the Technicolor cinematography (Calabasas Ranch)is first rate plus production values make up for the drab characters. It's tough to care about anyone except beautiful, flaming redhead, Alexis Smith. I've never seen whiter teeth in my life. Cute little scar on her chin too. Flynn and Smith have some nice scenes plus sing a fun little ditty: Reckon, I'm in love! Seriously, it's not bad! A sheep-herder invades cattle country! If this sounds like a bum steer of a film, you're probably right but it's Flynn in his final decade. He went downhill fast from here but "amoung other things", he still looks good next to Alexis.