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To the Last Man (1933)


I just watched The Fighting Westerner aka Rocky Mountain Mystery (1935) and gave it a 1-star rating for being almost unwatchable. So, I needed to watch another movie to cleanse my palette. 

Unfortunately, I went with To the Last Man (1933), which somehow managed to be even worse. 

Made in 1933, which is a few years after the end of the silent picture, this picture is so "silent." I couldn't believe it. Not only no musical score at all, but every time a new character came on the screen, their credits were put underneath them. Randolph Scott' actually doesn't just the film until about minute 25, and they're still adding the credits at that point in the film.

It's a classic "feud" story. And it has, what? A Montagues and Capulets romance angle? I couldn't follow why Lynn (Scott) likes Ellen (Esther Ralston). I guess the heart likes what the heart likes, but I also get really tired of movies that must somehow end with a marriage. It's such a lazy ending. 

Sometimes when you buy a 6-movie DVD collection of an actor, you just know that a few of the films might be duds. This is one of the duds. I was afraid of this when this particular Scott collection didn't put the films in chronological order. It started with a later Scott film, then jumped back to the 30s and 40s, and this finished with this one. Rather than making it a 6-movie collection, maybe they should have just burned this one and packaged a 5-movie collection. 

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