James A. Fitzpatrick sends the far-ranging Technicolor cameras two states east to shoot sights in New Mexico under the control of DP Robert Carney. Meanwhile, back in the sound booth in Culver City, Fitzpatrick rhapsodizes over the age of the state capital, ruins of old Indian towns that vanished a thousand years ago, the current village of Taos, and similar sights that might draw tourists.
Fitzpatrick continues to be astonished by workday facts of the Indians, and he spends much of the film concentrating on them. Fortunately, he states these facts, rather than shouting them.
The copy of this short that plays on Turner Classic Movies is in excellent condition. Because so much of it is set in the desert, there are lots of shorts of the startlingly blue sky and the rust-red land.
Fitzpatrick continues to be astonished by workday facts of the Indians, and he spends much of the film concentrating on them. Fortunately, he states these facts, rather than shouting them.
The copy of this short that plays on Turner Classic Movies is in excellent condition. Because so much of it is set in the desert, there are lots of shorts of the startlingly blue sky and the rust-red land.