According to Yvonne de Carlo's charscter, only the wealthy can afford to be idealists, so she's been happy as a paid companion to Mexican general Pedro Armendáriz, a rather disgusting pig as a man with absolutely no romantic leanings in his nature, only lust. Lust for her, lust for power, lust for money. His demeanor is of a buffoon, but even a buffoon can be a villain, and his envy towards American gunrunner Joel McCrea who wants weapons for the confederate, not making him a sympathetic character either.
The film is stolen by Alfonso Bedoya whom I've been catching in scene thievery recently several times, delightfully over the top, drunk or sober. As Armendáriz's right hand man, he makes being twice as buffoonish an art. Armendáriz is almost nearly as guilty of scene stealing. De Carlo isn't a pearl of virtue either so it's hard to find any of these characters worth rooting for. As entertainment however, it never shirks on intrigue and action and romance, delightfully colorful which makes it easy to overlook everyone's odd sense of ethics.
The film is stolen by Alfonso Bedoya whom I've been catching in scene thievery recently several times, delightfully over the top, drunk or sober. As Armendáriz's right hand man, he makes being twice as buffoonish an art. Armendáriz is almost nearly as guilty of scene stealing. De Carlo isn't a pearl of virtue either so it's hard to find any of these characters worth rooting for. As entertainment however, it never shirks on intrigue and action and romance, delightfully colorful which makes it easy to overlook everyone's odd sense of ethics.