Jeremiah Johnson

Director Sydney Pollack has given a skilled, observant mounting as he carefully allows the man to grow in experience and knowhow.

A flawed but immensely appealing film.

There are momoments of great beauty and terror and deeply earned pathos. There are as well such not-so-incidental pleasures as John Rubinstein's lovely and serviceable musical score, and a cast of excellent supporting actors.

Shortcomings and all, a fascinating attempt to capture the soul of the Western and splash it out for all the world to see.

Pollack's attempts at myth-making yield the same results as his attempts at most anything else. Jeremiah Johnson is boring, overlong, and pointless.

Beautifully photographed in the remote mountains of Utah.

Beautifully photographed in the wilds of Utah, this film unfortunately doesn't know when to stop; it feels consumed by a self-concious desire to be arty, and offers a treatment too cool for its subject matter.

Pollack does right to put his faith in one man and a whole lot of mountains. The result is impressive.

Like other films of the 1970s, Pollack's saga combines nostalgia and cynicism in equal measure, thus pleasing both right-wing and left-wing viewers, not to speak the delight of seeing Robert Redford at his most handsome in a cowboy attire.

Gritty, gorgeously photographed mountain man tale.

Pollack and Redford collaborated successfully, their earnestness yielding some handsome, if over indulgent, movies such as this factually based adventure.

A very entertaining film that doesn't flinch about how tough life was for the early settlers.