With Jeff Richards and Rusty Tamblyn playing Eleanor Parker's frontier brothers and a few leftover green sets from Seven Brides for Seven Brothers, a viewer is forgiven for half expecting the entire cast of Many Rivers to Cross to break out in hearty song or perform a lively jig at any given moment. That, of course, never happens; instead you get a sort of post-Revolutionary War Taming of the Shrew with Miss Parker as the absolute center of attention. But just when you think everything is coming up roses, those pesky Shawnees attack again, in a giant cave to boot, and the comedy becomes positively physical with Miss Parker mistakenly hitting hubby Robert Taylor over the head instead of the marauding "Injuns." It is all a bit silly but the Cinemascope landscape is breathtaking.
by Hans J. Wollstein review