Chino

At its best when it just leisurely paced scenes of him training horses. And therefor goes completely against (my) expectations. There still are some serviceable fight scenes and run-of-the-mill romance plot, but the heart of the film is Bronson bonding with the teenage boy he is training. By all accounts this was a troubled shoot, which was according who you ask to blame to Sturges, De Laurentis, Bronson or the Italian crew. Despite that the end product is still surprisingly fine.

Charles Bronson plays to type as a silent loner that's tough as nails. It's a decent western with an unsatisfying ending.