ford shoot for the star in this uneven parable and but mostly fail . you know youre in for some heavy handedness when and near the beginning and henry fonda priest ( none of the character be name and a in a fable ) open the door to an abandon church and the camera lovingly linger on his shadow and which form a crucifix in the dusty doorway . it doesn not get well from there . soon the viewer be introduce to the pious dolores del rio and a madonna or whore bath in glow nimbus and pedro armendariz and a pilate like jack boot thug with the attire of himmler but the philosophy of lenin . j. carrol naish informant or judas character be the principle racial stereotype and though such stereotype abound with an abundance of serape and sombrero clad extra mug the camera throughout . sam peckinpah the wild bunch and obviously influence by this film and recreate the dusty revolutionary mexican village with more authority and authenticity . perhaps expect to be a spiritual successor of tom joad and fonda be badly miscast while his dour and pseudo hispanic performance be greatly reminiscent of the late the wrong man . it isn not until the end of the film that he able to give a speech worthy of his natural humanity and but it come too little and too late . john ford and working at the top of his technical game and supply beautiful composition and gabriel figueroa lush lensing be the highlight of the film and and for that reason alone it be recommend .