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The Moviegoer

AT THE METROPOLITAN

Jesse James was a bad man all right. There's no gettin' around that. But us Americans have sorta got a place in our hearts for Jesse. Mebbe it's because he was so gol-durned good at the job he was aimin' to do. Mebbe it's because we all know that Jesse warn't really a bad man and a killer. What could a feller do when them blasted railroads robbed you of your lawful own, and then killed your poor old mother? And mebbe it's just because he was the cussin'est, dad-blame-dest, boldest buckaroo which ever come from Missouri.

That's why we're all goin' down to the Met this week and watch Hollywood whitewash the whole buryin' ground he's lyin' in. We're gonna see Tyrone Power grow a beard and act real tough. We're gonna see Lowell's. Nancy Kelly look mighty sweet. We're gonna watch Jesse live, 'n' love, 'n' fight, 'n' finally get mowed down by a skunk whose name ain't fit to be written down here. Mebbe we'll even enjoy ourselves a bit.

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