Marshal Wyatt Earp kills a couple of men of the Clanton gang in a fight. In revenge, Clanton's thugs kill the Marshal's brother. Thus, Wyatt starts to chase the killers together with his friend Doc Holliday.
After a long career as a lawman that made him a legend, Wyatt Earp decides to quit and join his brothers in Tombstone, Arizona. There he would see them in a feud with the Clantons, a local clan of thugs and cattle thieves. When the showdown becomes inevitable, the help will come from Doc Holliday, a terminally-ill gambler who happens to be another Wild West legend.Written by
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It is said in Burt Lancaster's biography that he and Director John Sturges had open arguments on the set about the details concerning Earp's character. See more »
More than once Wyatt and Doc discuss the casual gaining and losing of money at figures like: $5,000 and $10,000. That's the modern equivalent of $100,000 and $200,000 dollars. Hardly a realistic depiction of finances for frontiersmen in 1881. Several hundred dollars would be more in line. See more »
[lighting a cigar as Ed and his gangmen enter the saloon]
Where's Doc Holiday?
Over at the hotel more than likely. He's been expecting you...
Get word over there I'm waitin' for him.
No need to do that Ed, the whole town knows you're waitin' for him by now. Before there's another killing...
You just go on servin' your watered down liquor, and keep outta my business Shanssey.
Your brother came in here stinkin' drunk spoilin' for a fight; he drew a gun on Holiday.
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Many commentators on this movie decry is lack of historical accuracy. Undoubtedly they are right about the inaccuracy, but I see that as beside the point. Hollywood has never been known for that particular faculty--it's in the drama and entertainment business. As John Ford said, "When truth becomes legend, print the legend!"
When I first saw this film in Syracuse, New York, when it first appeared, I was 12 years old. It became a favorite, and can still compete with other activities when I run across it on TV. Its fine score and excellent production values--color, sets, costumes, effects--are met by a a deep bench of lead and character actors that inhabited 50's Hollywood movies and TV.
Lancaster and Douglas both bring their full-throated intensity to their parts; Rhonda Fleming is hauntingly beautiful; Lyle Bettger gets by with the grasping, selfish evil he could project so well. Other characters, like Frank Faylen, Ted DeCorsia, John Ireland, Martin Milner, infest the Old West the way their counterparts Walter Brennan, Alan Mowbray, and co. did in "My Darling Clementine."
Fade out with Frankie Laine: "WY-att Earp, they say, save Doc HOLL-iday . .."
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