San Antonio (1945)

Thinking about it, Errol Flynn (before he went to seed) was one of the few non-American actors who really looked comfortable in westerns. This one is not all that unusual and seems to be made up of the best bits from others -- the saloon brawl, the final gunfight in the ruins of the Alamo, and so forth -- but it is boosted by high production values and a pleasing cast.  Set in l870's Texas, Flynn is investigating a cattle-rustling ring led by Paul Kelly; he becomes involved with glamourpuss songstress Alexis Smith who has been imported by slimeball Victor Francen, owner of the local saloon.  There are some excellent musical numbers; I've always liked the song "Some Sunday Morning" which was Oscar-nominated.  The comic relief is provided by Hungarian-born S. Z. Sakall, known affectionately throughout Hollywood in the 40's as "Cuddles".  I guess a movie needn't necessarily be original to be an enjoyable romp.