Roy Rogers and Lynne Roberts in Billy the Kid Returns
ALAN writes:
In a brief essay titled “What We Have Lost,” Lawrence Auster wrote in 2006 that “there is an endless supply of cinematic treasures from the Hollywood Golden Age of the 1930s and 1940s….” for people who want to enjoy worthwhile movies. What has been lost, he said, is the moral framework, masculine authority, and benevolent sense of life reflected in such movies.
I agree. One category of movies fitting that description but that he probably did not have in mind is the B-Westerns. In this connection, may I offer the following thoughts about a man who gained prominence through those Westerns and was certainly an American traditionalist:
ROY ROGERS: A REMEMBRANCE AND APPRECIATION
I first became aware of Roy Rogers when I was a boy in the 1950s. On some Saturday mornings in the cold weather months, my father and I would watch Roy’s half-hour television program. Or he would listen as I read aloud portions of Roy Rogers adventures in the Little Golden Books my mother bought for me. And like other American boys, I wore cowboy hats and shirts and shot cap guns in make-believe cowboy games with my friends, classmates, cousins, or in the rich terrain of boyhood imagination. The pillow on my bed took a terrific beating as I helped Roy by punching the daylights out of western outlaws, an achievement my mother seemed strangely unable to appreciate. Then many years went by. I grew up and forgot about my boyhood western heroes like Roy, Gene, Hoppy, Sky King, and The Lone Ranger.
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