Taut, deliberately paced, beautifully shot, splendidly acted, The Appaloosa is one of my all-time favorite westerns. Low-key Brando performance is a brooding wonder, so that when his Mateo finally explodes to violence following the kindly Ramos's (Frank Silvera) death, the impact is intense and unforgettable. Then, when Trini (Anjanette Comer) asks if he's going back across the border to reclaim his magnificent spotted horse, Mateo wearily responds, "No, I'm not going back for the horse. I'm going to kill Chuy." It's as if this tired former buffalo hunter has resigned himself to do something he'd never intended to do again. Brando's stellar performance is matched (in a 180 degree opposite way) by John Saxon's Chuy; he chews the scenery like there's no tomorrow. The deliberate pace puts some people off, I know. They would likely say plodding pace; I totally disagree with that. The director's (Sidney J. Furie) pacing choice allows the story to unfold in a simple, natural way. And if you can get behind that directorial option, the rewards are many. Highly recommended.