Outlaw Women (1952)

As somebody who had not heard any of this before, it became a curious phenomenon to sit and watch a film and slowly have the realities begin to click into place.

what a terribly boring film. I'm sorry but this is absolutely not deserving of best picture and will be forgotten quickly. Entertaining and engaging cinema? No. Nothing performances with flat faces and mistaking silence for subtlety.

Unshakable, witty and deeply felt, the film will be paying emotional dividends for a long, long time.

This is one of the best movies I’ve seen in a very long time. You have to go and see this on the big screen.

I wish a town like "Las Mujeres" really existed - I sure would like to visit it! The women run this town, and everyone seems to be having fun - sure, some men lose everything they've got on the gambling tables, but, as one "victim" puts it, "it's always a pleasure losing to you, Iron Mae". The four primary women in this film are Marie Windsor, as the tough-talking saloon queen, Jacqueline Fontaine as a sweet-natured girl, Carla Balenda as her sassy singing sister (she has a very funny scene where she's trying to seduce a doctor) and, probably my favorite, Maria Hart as the female "muscle" of the saloon - at one point she does a swift judo flip to a guy who disobeys her orders! But most of the male characters are memorable as well, including Sam Bass (in a VERY different portrayal than that of the film "Calamity Jane and Sam Bass", made just a few years earlier) and a comic-relief bartender / "healing"-potion-selling crook. The movie looks quite beautiful in Cinecolor, and has a lot of humor; my main objection is, why have the inexperienced doctor fight two of the bad guys (both seasoned criminals) singlehandedly at the end? Give one of them to Maria Hart! **1/2 out of 4.

Marie Windsor who played more bad girls and tough dames than anyone else in the Fifties stars in Outlaw Women which is a misleading title if there ever was one. In fact they're not outlaws and get themselves in a mess of trouble when they turn down an offer to be outlaws. Not that they don't take the law in their own hands.In fact it's their town, a place called Las Mujeres where the women call the tune. The local saloon is run by Marie and she's got a nice little army of female enforcers including a bouncer played by the Amazonian Maria Hart. When the town needs a doctor they just kidnap one in the person of Allan Nixon.Gambler Richard Rober and sidekick Jackie Coogan also come to Las Mujeres. Rober has some history with Windsor, but he's got a more legal way to do things and uses a gimmick that was an aberrant of history, something not corrected in most places until after World War I. I'll let you see the film to find out what it is.But Rober and Windsor still have to deal with some nasty real male outlaws and the final shootout should satisfy any western fan.No great production values, but an interesting and entertaining western from Lippert.

Barely feasible story about outlaws robbing a bank shipment is stretched past the point of interest by film's end. Some interest may be generated, though, by the film's unusual setting -- a frontier town owned and governed by women. Their leader (Windsor) refuses to co-operate with the outlaws, leading the women to consider robbing the shipment to protect their investment.The audience I saw it with (here in Oakland, CA, where Will "The Thrill" Viharo is one of the only guys in the world who will show movies like this to a live audience) reacted positively to Windsor and her butch right-hand lady (Hart), but mostly with boredom towards the tired story, stilted dialogue, and substandard directing and photography (in Cinecolor, which on this rapidly disintegrating print looks like 1920s 2-strip). Some points of interest, but nothing exceptional. Pales in comparison to the similarly themed "Johnny Guitar" (which was made by somewhat more ambitious filmmakers).