Jeremiah Johnson

The acting is poor, the scenery is lovely, the racism is... a product of its time... The costumes for the Native Americans are horrible, especially the wigs (again probably a product of its time). For me, there's very little that's compelling about the story... I like classic films, but there's nothing here.

A MUST OWN FOR ANYONE WHO THINKS OF THEMSELVES AS A MOVIE FAN. I wish I could have lived in those days. Where men were men, women were women, and a man could make his own way in the world. Not only surviving but thriving, and doing it all with what's between his ears and in his heart. Those guys must have had balls of steel! And the size of grapefruit!

The summary of this film--the first line--as if Robert Redford requires film credits for ANYONE to know who he is. Those two choices--were projects he would rather forget--contractual agreements before he turned his back on "Hollywood." I don't need to "review" Jeremiah Johnson, or brag about my connection to it; see other comments. I saw this film on the big screen at about the age of 7 or 8. My older/only brother took me to see the film. The story speaks for itself . . . as does Robert Redford's career as an actor, producer, writer, and artist. Suggestion, Google Play: Hire better researchers/editors to summarize your films.