And we're almost to the end. There's been a lot of fabulous writing this week. The blogathon will be open for business for a while, though this is the last day I'll be posting updates, so if you're writing something that isn't quite finished, send me the link when you're done and I'll add it to this last post. Thanks to everyone who participated.
This morning brings us Lee Price's final essay on Wagon Master. Lee is an old friend and we're happy to have him. He concludes with a piece entitled "Portait of the Artist as a Hoochie Coochie Artist," and it's a doozy.
Girls Do Film get in under the wire with a sterling look at The Grapes of Wrath.
Longtime friend of the blog, Ivan at Thrilling Days of Yesteryear comes through with a clear-eyed look at The Prisoner of Shark Island.
Willow at Curtsies and Hand Grenades sees Young Mr. Lincoln as a superhero origin story.
Mayerson on Animation has a series on The Grapes of Wrath that breaks things down into its storytelling components.
Kellee at the marvelously named Outspoken and Freckled is roused to a fiery passion for The Quiet Man..
Stacia at She Blogged by Night looks at Fort Apache, a film that smuggles its politics past HUAC.
Mildred's Fatburgers chimes in with a look at The Lost Patrol, the only film Ford made with the great Boris Karloff.
Anna at Bemused and Non-plussed delves deeper into the Ford at Fox box and comes up with 3 Bad Men and Up the River, the latter being the screen debuts of both Spencer Tracy and Humphrey Bogart.
Finally and belatedly, The Girl with the White Parasol delves into the enigmatic Henry Fonda and the cold thoughtfulness he brings to Young Mr. Lincoln.
Your humble bloginatrix offers a gushing assessment of her own favorite John Ford film, How Green Was My Valley.
Check back throughout the day and beyond as more posts are added.