"The Tall T"

Watched an old western today, one of the big ones of the 1950s. I liked it a lot. It seemed more... "authentic" somehow. You didn't even miss the swearing, nudity, or heavy violence. Everything was settled with a punch or a couple of gunshots with everything covered. Even when the woman unbuttoned her shirt for the seduction scene, she wore an undershirt... and the guy went nuts just enough to be punched out by another guy.

Not that I'm saying the movie wasn't saturated with stereotypes or other things (I mean the woman was pretty submissive throughout the entire movie) but even though they kissed and rode off together, they were on separate horses and you knew that each one was finding their way in life and that with or without each other it wouldn't even matter.

Does this make me old-fashioned or a prude to enjoy leaving things to the imagination? It seems like you can't watch anything these days that doesn't end with someone falling in love or at least having lots of sex. Not that there is anything wrong with either but come on, there's more to life than romantic love! So if it does, then feel free to pop over any time for some tea and crochet. I don't mind a smudge.