Make no mistake about it, "Dodge City" is just a horse-opera. It may have a bar-room fight which is at least fifty times bigger than those that Tom Mix used to win. It may have some beautiful Technicolor which almost succeeds in capturing the sweep of the Kansas plains. It may have Errol Flynn, whose drawing-room polish didn't come from western saddle soap. But it is still a horse-opera. It has the spirit of the old western epic, with the invincible hero who single-handed oan send packing every bad man in town, with beautiful bar-room wenches, and with more gun-fights than horses. And this should be enough for anyone.