
And it is a film in which the characters and the action stay in the memory: Shane, the gunslinger who wants to settle down and put his guns to rest, a White Knight out of Camelot come to help the Starrets in their time of need; the Starrets, Joe, the decent homesteader forging out a new life in a new land for his wife and son; Marian, his wife, strong yet vulnerable, the lynch-pin of the family but stirred perhaps romantically by Shane's presence and Joey, the ten year old son who finds in Shane a father and a brother and an idolized hero out of the mythical tales of his own imagination. (The film deals explicitly with childhood loss; as Shane rides off into the sunset who can ever forget Joey's resonant pleading of 'Come back, Shane'?).
Nor does it short-change us on the action sequences either: the bar-room brawl, the killing of Elisha Cook Jr's Torrey, (by Jack Palance, one of the westerns most iconic villains), and the final gunfight, as inevitable and as classic as any in the movies. It didn't make a star out of Alan Ladd; he was that already, but it gave him his definitive role, the one that fitted him like a glove. And as the Starrets, Van Heflin, Jean Arthur, (in her final film) and the young Brandon DeWilde, (his best performance), were the perfect embodiment of the frontier family.

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