My aim is true

Winchester '73

(1950)

Truth in advertising: the central figure in this story is a one-in-a-thousand perfectly crafted rifle, which passes from rightful hands to a string of unrightful ones before [spoiler alert!] returning to the man (played [duh] by James Stewart). In many ways a routine oater (a word I've learned from the Times crossword puzzle), but with a lot of fresh twists. My favorite example, a spin on a particularly nasty anti-Indian cliché of the form):

Lin (handing his revolver to Lola [a young, semizaftig Shelley Winters]): Here, just in case you need . . .

Lola: Thanks, I know how to use it. [Takes it, but he doesn't release it, looking at her meaningfully, but unable to say the words.] I understand about the last one.