Samuel Fuller's Forty Guns (1957)

I'll start with what may be a spoiler. It won't ruin the movie but it might ruin a pretty good scene.

There was something I read long ago, a translation of a review by Jean-Luc Godard of an American western which sounded interesting. It was a review translated from French into English of a movie translated from English into French, and I read it so long ago that I doubt I remember it correctly, but he described a scene where a man holds a woman in front of him at gunpoint and tells another guy to go ahead! Start shooting! So the guy starts shooting and the other one yells Stop shooting! Stop shooting!

This was the movie, apparently, but the scene was different than I remember Godard describing it.

The movie was lovely. The tough gunslinger who comes to town doesn't ride a horse. He has a little horse drawn carriage he rides around in. It looked less masculine, but I wouldn't want to ride a horse, either.

Former gunslinger Griff Bonnell (Barry Sullivan) realized that he can't go around killing people anymore. Now he works for Uncle Sam. He comes to Tombstone in the 1880's with a warrant to arrest one of Barbara Stanwyck's forty hired guns for robbing the U.S. Mail. Stanwyck's a big landowner who rules over the area with an iron fist. Her horrible younger brother takes advantage of this. 

Has a couple of scenes of several middle aged men bathing together in separate wash tubs. This sort of implied nudity has always bothered me. You don't get a real picture of how socially awkward this would be. 

Available on the Criterion Channel.

A little weird that they were taking bubble baths.