Jason Robards and James Garner do their best with a script that rarely lets them into character. The sets are often left over from other familiar movies. The costumes are like samples from a cowboy re-enactor's catalog. The weapons are generic. The story is just boring enough to be believable. The soundtrack has it's odd and even interesting moments, but nothing to hum on your way to the fridge. Regardless of it's usefulness or otherwise in 1967 (nice tanker cars, by the way, John), this movie serves best as an antidote to all the Hallmark card hagiographies of Senor Earp. Also interesting in the light of it supposedly being a sequel is the fact that Garner went on two decades later to play Earp again, in "Sunset" with Bruce Willis. I just wish all the Earp and O.K. Corral fetishists didn't have such a fascination with mustaches. After awhile, it starts to look like a Jerry Collona convention.
Review of Hour of the Gun
