With The Naked Spur Anthony Mann achieves the near-impossible: shooting entirely on location in the spectacular Colorado Rockies, without a single interior shot, he delivers a film so intensely psychological it may as well be taking place in a single room, or in the mind. A morally unrecognizable Jimmy Stewart plays a part-time bounty hunter (and full-time obsessive) who is dragging fugitive Robert Ryan back to the law, not for justice or even personal vengeance, but for cold, hard cash. “Helped” by two strangers just as capable of killing him as Ryan is, Stewart must also contend with Janet Leigh, who is wanted as much as Ryan, albeit for reasons more lustful than lawful. Juxtaposing wide shots of the Rockies' vast beauty with claustrophobic close-ups of faces contorted in paranoid mind-games, Mann skillfully reflects human nature onto nature, and vice versa, mapping a geography of greed and rage so spectacularly raw it humbles the mountains themselves.