James Stewart plays an army captain on the trail of gun runners who sold rifles to the Apache resulting in the death of his brother.
Anthony Mann and James Stewart made some great westerns together but this somehow didn’t have the spark that makes a film special for me. Stewart is as reliable as ever and Mann’s direction solid, but there’s something so terribly generic about this example. I think black and white suited Mann’s style far better, and the plot to this film seems so formulaic and predictable that I was stifling yawns by the second half of the film. The characters were all a little too familiar, the outcome inevitable and there’s very little in the way of action along the way.
Not bad by any means, but The Man From Laramie is not in the same league as the likes of Winchester ’73.