Review of The Treasure of the Sierra Madre (1948) by Kalel J — 01 Jul 2008

Greed and karma stricken onto an epic, open landscape - The Treasure of the Sierra Madre is morality told through grim drabness. Huston's capturing of an endless Mexican desert houses the isolation and slow-burning change in the men of the picture; mentally salivating over the potentials of their labour.

Where the film truly excels is in pushing the audience to blur insanity with greed all the while questioning whether the pits of the souls are deep as we initially think. Where the film tends to lag, however, comes in it's uneven scoring, where some scenes flow effortlessly while others screech with a trying tone.