What a dumb thing to say.
People tend to dismiss FLAMING STAR (1960) because it stars Elvis Presley. They expect a harmless piece of fluff and a silly musical, like most of his movies. But FLAMING STAR isn't a musical. The obligatory song is dispensed with in the first five minutes. The film was to star Marlon Brando, who backed out at the last minute, and it defaulted to Elvis Presley. This was before his agent, Col. Tom Parker, began to exercise creative control over Elvis' movies. FLAMING STAR is violent for its time with a hard-edged sensibility and a mature view of racial conflict in the west. The Kiowas resent the Anglos, the Anglos want to wipe out the Kiowas, both sides fear one another, and the family man who married an Indian gets stuck in the middle. They all pay the highest price, but especially the son played by Elvis, who finds himself rejected in both societies, and who feels guilty that his presence is bringing on disaster. "If this is how life is going to be," says the half breed played by Elvis, "to hell with it."
I don't know about RIO BRAVO. I enjoy spending a couple of hours with John Wayne no matter what the film is. I also enjoy Angie Dickinson, Dean Martin, Rick Nelson and Walter Brennan. I've been enjoying the film my entire life, but all it does is talk, talk, talk. It's your basic siege plot, played for character at the expense of action or suspense. The improvised scenes are redundant, long and loose and the humor isn't funny. Everybody loves the film including me but I just don't think it's particularly good.