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They had Hop Sing…😊

We’ve been watching a lot of the old Gunsmoke episodes and anytime someone gets shot Doc is really insistent that, “I have to get that bullet out or he’ll die.”

No fantasy movies for me...

No gunsmoke? WTF?

We're told this....



However, got this.

Amazed at how accurate so many are shooting from the hip. Also how the good guys can often shoot the bad guys off cliffs from great distances with 6 shooters while being shot at by bad guys with rifles.

About 30% of the cowboys were black. You seldom see them in movies.

And, they all die so nicely, with eyes closed.

When they need someone knocked out, a single punch or knock on the head with a pistol will do it every time.

You guys are ruining 1954 again.......

Roy could fight the bad guys. tumbling downhill, and never lose his hat, nor sixshooters.

The Soiled Doves are always way pettier and well dressed then pictures from the time show them to have been, Ten thousand head of longhorns drove the full length of main street with nary a cow pile left behind..

Yeah...for the most part, but.....Let James Arness hit you across the head with a pistol and see if you get up.

They did not come to, until the script called for it.

Why were doctors offices pictured as being upstairs in the old westerns??? That would be a bit unhandy wouldn't it.

drover

A Ricochet sounds the same no matter if you’re shootings from rocks, saloons, from the hotel roof, on the plains, across a river, around a cactus, etc.

Besides the white teeth and freshly pressed clothes, I hated everytime Mannix effortlessly busted open a whisky bottle across some cow pokes noggin'.

Bottles don't break like that.

The thing that I liked the best about 1950s western movies is the tailored, form fitting blouses and falsies.

The women in those old movies always had on impeccable makeup even in the wilderness.

Have seen o' Matt get knocked out plenty of times in the same fashion.

Yep. That's why doc would always say " You boys carry him up to my office"

Are you fellows saying there was "poetic license" taken with the two greatest cowboy stars who ever lit the silver screen, Lash LaRue and the indomitable Whip Wilson? Why those two formidable Crusaders of the Plains did not even need guns to subdue the dastardly villains. They'd just use their handy dandy bull whips to jerk the guns out of the hands of the bad guys and then give them a bit of thrashing for their recalcitrant manners and send them on their way.

Afterward they were always rewarded with a kiss from the local beauty they'd just saved. (A platonic kiss, mind you. No tongue.) They'd then tip their sombrero, mount their trusty steed and ride off into the sunset toward another grand adventure in the Old Wild West.

No siree bob, no poetic license with Lash and Whip.

L.W.