Good concept, poorly executed.

Beautiful, moving film.

A story that's too fascinating to pass by...

Great example of an old-fashioned, pure-at-heart escapist event movie that doesn't pretend to be anything that it's not and has boat loads of fun being its own ludicrous self.

not great. only perfect. for the story, mix of different lines. for cast. and for the meet between Jennifer Jones and Gregory Peck in a last scene who impress again and again. it is a masterpiece . for the opportunity to discover a lost age of Hollywood in the best version. for the desire, and the reasonable result, to make a different western. and for its...humanitarian perspective about love and family. sure, I am far to be objective about it as admirer of Lillian Gish and Gregory Peck . but it is real good film. maybe, obvious, perfect.

King Vidor's "Duel in the Sun" is arguably a great western and perhaps the most entertaining westerns I have ever seen before, as well as one of the best David O. Selznick productions I have seen since Hitchcock's Spellbound (1945), and Victor Fleming's Gone with the Wind (1939). The movie stars Jennifer Jones (in an Oscar nominated performance) as Pearl Chavez a young woman from Mexico whose mother dies and her father (played by Herbert Marshall) ends up getting hanged for the murder of her mother, and Pearl feels bad about the whole thing and has to live at a relative's house in Texas where she is welcomed into her new home by an older woman named Laura Belle McCanles (played by Lillian Gish in an Oscar nominated performance) and her husband Jackson (played by Lionel Barrymore) and their two sons one who is the oldest brother and happens to be a lawyer named Jesse (played by Joseph Cotten), and the younger immature Lewton (or Lewt, who was played by Gregory Peck) which at first Pearl was in love with Jesse and then after he left she started to have a complicated relationship with Lewton. The movie also has an excellent supporting cast let alone Gish and Barrymore but it also includes Walter Huston as the local priest, and Charles Bickford as a middle aged man who wants to marry Pearl but the marriage ends before it could possibly begin. The movie has a lot of good technical aspects to it as well for example all the costumes are perfect, the cinematography by Harold Rosson, Lee Garmes, and Ray Rennahan is shot brilliantly. as well as the music by Dimitri Tiomkin is just beautiful to listen to. Another good thing about the movie was David O. Selznick's screenplay is has nothing short of great dialogue throughout the entire film, as well as the production. This movie was a western film experience that I will treasure and never forget this is one of 1946's best films.

A half-Indian girl named Pearl Chavez (Jennifer Jones) is torn between the two sons of a wealthy cattle baron. Jesse (Joseph Cotten) is the educated, mannered 'nice' one. Lewt (Gregory Peck) is a ladies' man and a bad boy. We can tell which is which because the good one typically wears lighter colors and the bad one wears darker colors. Helpful. Pearl just can't resist Lewt no matter how bad he treats her. Leave your political correctness at the door, folks. This one's got a little something to offend almost everybody.Extravagant "epic" western from David O. Selznick was an attempt to achieve the same success of Gone with the Wind. It's pure tawdry hokum. Yet another starring vehicle for Selznick's protégé (and future wife), Jennifer Jones. I've never been a huge fan of hers. She's certainly attractive enough, with her high cheekbones and radiant smile. I even find her lisp endearing. But she was a very limited actress. Usually she was cast in sensitive parts where she spoke most of her lines in a whispery tone while soft music played. Here she plays to the rafters, hamming it up so loudly she makes Hedy Lamarr's performance in White Cargo seem subtle. Starring with Jones are Gregory Peck and her frequent costar, Joseph Cotten, one of the few male leads the jealous Selznick trusted around his lady love. Cotten is perfect (when wasn't he?) but Peck is miscast and overacts even worse than Jones. The absurd ending with those two is justifiably infamous. The rest of the cast is made up of exceptional talents like Lionel Barrymore, Lillian Gish, Walter Huston, Harry Carey, and Herbert Marshall. The Dimitri Tiomkin score is fantastic. The sets and costumes are lavish, as they should be given the high production values this one had. The Technicolor is gorgeous. The script is laughably awful. Some of the dialogue these poor people have to say is just cringeworthy. Overall, it's a movie low on substance but high on spectacle. It keeps you interested throughout, despite its flaws (and maybe because of them). Definitely warrants a look but not everybody's cup of tea, for sure.

David O. Selznick's misguided attempt to recreate the success of GWTW in a western setting. The film has pleasures to be sure but also some woefully terrible parts. On the plus side: the cinematography is gorgeous and some of the supporting performances are good, Lillian Gish and Charles Bickford come off best. However there are some fatal flaws: a meager story to pin two and a half hours of film on and an overly earnest tone are two big deficits but what really hurts the film the most is the complete miscasting of the two leads. Gregory Peck was a fine actor but he was also an icon of resolute decency, whereas other actors with that persona like Henry Fonda could occasionally play a villain convincingly Peck could not. His casting alone would not be so bad if it wasn't paired against the absurdity of Jennifer Jones as Pearl. While I'll admit to never being a fan of hers within a limited range she could be an okay actress when the role wasn't too demanding, for instance The Towering Inferno. Pearl Chavez is far outside that scope, the part isn't really that good to begin with, even an actress as skillful as Vivien Leigh would probably been hard pressed to make her real although Ava Gardner with her raw sensuality probably could have made her if not necessarily real at least convincing but Jones mistakes over emphasis with depth and Vidor's florid style of direction doesn't help her. Part of the blame probably rests with Selznick's famed smothering control and that fact he was determined to make Jones the greatest of all stars which resulted often in putting her in material for which she was not suited and away from her strengths as a performer. The film is entertaining in an often campy way but one viewing should be enough.