I was first inspired to see Martin Ritt's Hud (1963) after reading Pauline Kael's essay, "Hud, Deep in the Divided Heart of Hollywood" in her book I Lost It At The Movies (1965). I can now appreciate what a star making turn it was for Paul Newman, who plays the dangerous and alienated ranch hand. There is some great cinematography, Hud won an Oscar for photography, and James Wong Howe presents a parched and arid black-and-white landscape. Hud is in conflict with his father Homer (in an Oscar winning performance from Melvyn Douglas) over the fate of the ranch and the mind of young nephew Lonnie (Brandon de Wilde). Then there's the battle over their "worldly" maid Alma (Patricia Neal). It was a compelling and entertaining film.