The New Pictures, Apr. 29, 1946

The Virginian (Paramount). Everett Cyril Johnson, who claimed to be the Virginian of Owen Wister's novel, died in Calgary, Alberta just before this latest einemadaptation of his exploits was released. It was for him, perhaps, a blessing in disguise.

This old sway-backed horse opera should have been put out to pasture long ago. Even saddled with Technicolor (about as subtle as a show card) and ridden by Old Hand Joel McCrea (about as expressive as lumber), The Virginian makes a bad run of it. Most to blame is the story; its gingham charm has...

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