This was not at all what I thought it would be. I was expecting a modern western, and instead it’s a comedy about a marshal from Arizona experiencing the big city of New York. It’s an awful movie, really, although I think I’m glad I watched it for the sequence in the night club — the most sixties thing I’ve ever seen, daddy-o. And it’s not just a bad movie, Eastwood is pretty bad as well — I’ve rarely seen someone have less chemistry with the opposite sex in a romantic context, to a point where it was hard to watch. He’s good at being the stoic loner, but a romantic (or even comedic) lead he is not.