Saturday, May 9, 2009

Law of the Lash (1947), Ray Taylor.

Lash unloops the lash

You'd think with a title like Law of the Lash that there'd be some bitching lashing going on, but sadly, Lash LaRue only gets the bullwhip out a couple times here. This film really highlights how wide shots really suck the tension out of a story, though this one is lame anyway: local gang of hoodlums steal wallets and rings from a passing wagon and Lash comes to the rescue. Flaccid and dull. Lash's sidekick Fuzzy St. John is more pathetic than amusing. Something about an unshaven old man with no teeth is just depressing.

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