The worst thing about this film is the music is so fucking catchy. I will have it playing in my head for a week. "Cat Ballou, Cat Ball-oo-ou, she is mean and wicked through and through." ARGH!
Cat Ballou (Jane Fonda) is on her way to returning home to her father and becoming a school teacher, when she first meets Clay (Michael Callan) and his uncle Jed (Dwayne Hickman) on a train as they try to escape the lawman intent on collecting the bounty on their heads. Then she gets home and finds her surly father is being bullied off his ranch. He is murdered by Tim Strawn (Lee Mervin) and Cat goes out of her way to get revenge, even hiring Kid Shellen (Lee Mervin, again) as a gunslinger. Nothing but trouble.
Slapstick fighting, great humour, heart touching in some places, and sexual innuendos. Clay is a sex maniac who's comments and actions boarder on... no, they are sexual harassment. He's the first to be smitten with Miss Ballou. What's not to love?
That tune though, that's still playing in my head, that's what's wrong. "The face of an angel, they say she's the devil." Oh. My. Fucking. God. Why won't it stop?
Mustn't forget Nat King Cole and Stubby Kaye for their musical talents. I blame them the most for the constant blaring of the songs in my head.
Great film, though you have been warned about the music with some great hooks to it, making it highly addictive.