The movie was pure drudgery. It was one very long, agonizing cliché about wrongs inflicted on Indians by white people. The story has been told a million times. The Indians in this film live in a state of perpetual righteous indignation against people long since dead, and, apparently, anyone of white skin living today, who, because of their skin color, should themselves suffer quilt and remorse for wrongs committed long ago by non-Indians.
Review of Neither Wolf Nor Dog
