bkoganbing If Jesse James had not been shot by Bob Ford according to Jesse James' Women some enraged husband might have done the deed. This film is an account of a fictional hiatus that Jesse James and his gang have in the state of Mississippi. Jesse is using his middle name of Woodson and traveling incognito as it were.The rest of the gang including brother Frank played here by Jack Beutel just want Jesse either go home to Missouri or start doing what outlaws do. But Jesse who is presented here as a love 'em and leave 'em Lothario is just having too much fun.Actually in real life the one thing you can say about Jesse James was that he was a good husband and father to his family. Star Don Barry who also produced this film created his Jesse James totally out of whole cloth. This one is total fiction.But what fiction when you have women like Peggie Castle, Lita Baron, and Judith Barrett fighting over you. Castle and Baron having a gunfight like they do in Dodge City is a great old hoot.Don Barry and Bob Steele had similar career paths. Both were short guys who were both B picture heroes and villains and both played good roles in mainstream films as well. With the right breaks they could have had careers like James Cagney.Jesse James' Women could use some restoration, but it's a fun film.

peapulation This is one of the worst films I have ever seen. And I have watched Dwain Esper films, and loads of shitteos and exploitation films. But this is boring, dull and yet it really does seen to qualify under the label of 'EXPLOITATION'.In this film, Jesse James is a slimy creature that tricks women to get his money. Not at all what the legend depicts the famous outlaw as. Not only that, but these women all fall for him, and fight over him, and it's all just demeaning and incredibly sexist.Furthermore, there is a whole sequence where you can see one after the other be knocked down by his 'charm'. No kidding, I thought all that was missing was the sex scene that would have made this an early porn feature, predating that likes of Deep Throat and Vixen...or even Lonesome Cowboy. (The most notable sequence is a cat fight between two women, which Jesse James ends...hear ye hear ye...by pouring beer over them). Oh yeah! I must admit, towards the end, the accents made me smile. I won't spoil the ending for anyone - which would be a real shame - but I will say that the screaming woman at the end I thought was so funny, trying to convince the sheriff that that man is Jesse James. But in all honesty, this is an awful, awful film that should not be watched by anyone - ever!

Leslie Howard Adams A couple of southern theatre exhibitors decided they could make a western (or, in this case, a Southeastern) just as bad as the worse of those coming from Hollywood and proceeded to prove they could be not only as bad, they could be much worse. They ensured their success at obtaining this goal by hiring Don Barry as the director. Barry was the best choice, as only the egotistical-and-sad Barry could direct (or believe) a film in which he starred as a lady-killer whose charms women could not resist.(The Susan Hayward real-life swimming-pool incident not withstanding.) Jesse James (Don Barry), leaves Missouri for Mississippi, and immediately charms all the women in the cast out of their bloomers and garters, even though three of them towered over him. His first conquest is the banker's daughter who helps him loot the bank in exchange for a promise of marriage; he wanders over to the saloon and runs the crooked partner of the proprietress out of town, takes all of his-and-her money and leaves her, between kisses, hounding him for her share; the third one, the saloon singer, actually makes a mark out of him as she cons him into a boxing match against a professional fighter and he loses the fight and his money, but he holds the singer and the fighter up as they leave town and gets his money back; and then he romances and swindles Cattle Kate, a replay of what he had done somewhere before to Kate and the "gotcha-again" Kate even ends up behind bars. But no film that contains a cat-fight between Peggie Castle and Lita Baron can be called a complete waste of time

warrenday This is an undiscovered treasure and deserves to be considered right up there with "Plan 9 from outer Space" as the worst movie ever made. Outside the four or five professional actors this low budget could afford to hire, the cast is filled out with Mississippi amateurs who would embarrass a small town little theater production with their stiff, wooden acting. It is a real hoot.You will not believe the sets where someone's idea of art direction was to dab spots of paint all over the walls. Along with the most painful acting, this has to also be the worst photographed film where the idea of lighting is to turn on some overhead floods. And the staging could serve as a textbook on how to NOT stage where you can see the "actors" walk to hit their mark and stomp on it like a bug.The only explanation for the positive reviews above is that these people must be getting a share of the DVD sales. "Jesse James' Women" is to bad films what "Citizen Kane" is to great films.