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Hang 'em High (1968). This was simply a tale of western revenge told with some historical accuracy. Clint here plays a rather subdued character, but he does so wonderfully. He even gets a name. The opening scene is a classic, a botched lynching that sets the stage for the rest of the film. Other than an unnecessary romance, this classic is solid. The acting and direction is competent, and the camera-work was more than worthy, especially with the appropriate use of close-ups. Over, a hidden gem of a western. Mercie beaucoup.
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