This is only the second Western with John Wayne I've seen (the other being
Rio Bravo, which I watched purely to give
Assault on Precinct 13 a bit more context). Wayne had such an idiosyncratic way of delivering his lines it's always been low hanging fruit for impersonators. That peculiar ambling gait too. Not many post Gen X'ers would recognise it though (remember that scene in
Leon/The Professional?

).
Precocious minor Mattie Ross (Kim Darby), wants justice for the brutal murder of her father. She enlists the help of whisky drenched U.S. marshal, Rooster Cogburn (Wayne), who may be a distasteful subhuman to her well-to-do family, but is known for always getting his man. Texas ranger La Boeuf (Glen Campbell), has been contracted to find and arrest the same man, so they join forces in search of Tom Chaney and his band of wanted men – a roster that includes Robert Duvall as “Ned Pepper” and Dennis Hopper as “Moon”.
It's fair to say the Cohen Bros took things to more of an extreme in their retelling, moving with the times, with audiences’ increasing bloodlust, and the demand for more amped up drama. I loved that version on the big screen back in 2010, so much so I went to see it twice. Comparing it with the original, the newer version can be deemed a fairly faithful update, especially regarding the distinctive quippy dialogue, of which the original has plenty to offer:
LaBoeuf: What are you doing?
Rooster Cogburn: Lookin' for sign.
LaBoeuf: You couldn't see it if you saw it.
Kim Darby is excellent as the plucky upstart, Mattie, who wields a pistol as big as her arm, and who casually offers strangers representation from her Lawyer Daggett, should they need legal protection.
I'll admit the whole thing has a slightly quaint feel, which is largely down to the classical orchestral score, which I associate with older period pieces like Ben-Hur, and some of the painted sets. But the dialogue more than makes up for it.
Rooster Cogburn:
When's the last time you saw Ned Pepper?
Emmett Quincy:
I don't remember any Ned Pepper.
Rooster Cogburn:
Short feisty fella, nervous and quick, got a messed-up lower lip.
Emmett Quincy:
That don't bring nobody to mind. A funny lip?
Rooster Cogburn:
Wasn't always like that, I shot him in it.
Emmett Quincy:
In the lower lip? What was you aiming at?
Rooster Cogburn:
His upper lip.
Of course, this and Leone are worlds apart. But they're not even aiming for the same thing.