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This is a really workmanlike film, offering little of interest aside from an early exploration of guerilla tactics (which could actually lead to Wayne's court martial, gasp!) and an enormous moustache that's good for a couple of laughs.
Rio Grande is never short of predictable, from the rear-projected Indian attack on a stagecoach (complete with demure female passenger who is unwilling to even pick up the reins to try to avoid death after the driver falls off) to the ultimate victory for Wayne and his boys. This is a cookie-cutter, spit-'em-out, assembly-line product that never even attempts to aspire beyond its birthright.
Now on DVD, remastered sound (or choose the original mono soundtrack) doesn't make much difference, and a few mini-documentaries and some commentary from O'Hara are just as forgettable.
