***SPOILERS*** It was a tossup as to who was the slimier - Mills Watson, or Anthony Zerbe. As for pure dirtiness, Nehemiah Persoff takes it all in this story of who has the least amount of guts. kfo9494 told enough of the basic story, and he was correct in his disappointment in how much time it took to get around to the inevitable conclusion. Now, I'll just say this. ANY father who would deliberately cripple his own son is either insane, or a yellowbelly. This guy did it when his son was asleep. Too bad it seems to run in the family, because the daughter (Donna Baccala), is stricken with the same problem. No matter what the concern, she is right at the emotional edge of sanity. Also, no matter what, whatever they do, they are doomed to failure, and rightly so. Wanna know why? Sure you do. It's like this. If you have intentions of living on and working a farm or a ranch, you MUST have a backbone of steel, and guts of barbwire. This girl is lost, and what she needs more than anything is a home in town, and a man with a good living. Her father? No hope there. he's just too old and stupid to be more than he already is. His son (the one that he shot in his gun hand, remember?), noticed that when they had their argument in the Dodge House. Now, there's something else that HAS to be pointed out. For a ranch, or farm to work, the woman, be she a daughter, or a wife, MUST be in charge of the household. Further, it is as much a business as running the ranch itself. If the "Man of the house" tries to interfere, it almost always ends in disaster. Read a story called "A Jury of Her Peers", by Susan Glaspell and you'll get the picture clearly. As for the idiots who thought they had the right to avenge their snakecrap buddy? Preordained, and we all knew it, didn't we? What a trio of slime; I hated them all on first sight. Very few gunmen ever lived to see thirty years, the few that did were very far between. (Wyatt Earp notwithstanding). Good story, and I really liked Matt giving the three dirtbags a good beating, he just didn't go far enough, did he?
Review of Blood Money
