Even though it's as easily paced as you'd expect of a two-hour film adapted from a novelette, George Stevens' western caught the public imagination in no uncertain fashion.
Its gunplay is magnetically powerful and the camerawork superb. The only surprise was that Loyal Griggs' award for Technicolor photography was the only Oscar the film received.
Alan Ladd, who was shamefully denied even a nomination, found that 'Shane' to some extent revived his faltering stardom, in a role similar in some respects to the one that originally shot him to fame in 'This Gun for Hire'.
It also provided Jean Arthur with a stirring swan song to her career, as the rancher's wife half in love with the gunman. And there's tremendous support from a mightily sinister Jack Palance as a sadistic gunslinger.