Speaking of Ford films, one that I’ve always found to be extremely satisfying, yet rarely mentioned, is “The Hurricane” (1937), with Jon Hall, Dorothy Lamour, and Raymond Massey. Perhaps the pre-WW2 romanticism would be too freakishly foreign to cynical modern audiences of the internet age, though. But I love the darned film. Just as I love “Trail of the Lonesome Pine” and all those many other films that exude the wistful daydreams and longings of an America not yet fully nor mentally drawn into the ugly carnage of the 20th-Century.
Love Hurricane. The hurricane still works better than any CGI.