Kattiera Nana I think this is a new genre that they're all sort of working their way through it and haven't got all the kinks worked out yet but it's a genre that works for me.

Beystiman It's fun, it's light, [but] it has a hard time when its tries to get heavy.

SparkMore n my opinion it was a great movie with some interesting elements, even though having some plot holes and the ending probably was just too messy and crammed together, but still fun to watch and not your casual movie that is similar to all other ones.

Ezmae Chang This is a small, humorous movie in some ways, but it has a huge heart. What a nice experience.

bkoganbing Probably the most famous big screen film about mail order brides is the MGM classic Westward The Women starring Robert Taylor who brought a wagon train of brides to a new western settlement. Well some marriages don't work out and in Prarie Fever Kevin Sorbo gets to return some of the brides. Sorbo gets a job to deliver Dominique Swain, Jillian Armenante, and Felicia Day back to whence they came. Sorbo's an ex-sheriff who took to drink when he killed his own wife who was being held hostage by a bad guy. This is the only job he can get. But being an ex-sheriff he still has enemies like Don Swayze and Blake Gibbons who are looking to gun him down for the prison sentence they served courtesy of Kevin arresting them.He's also got along for the ride Jamie Anne Allman who is fleeing her gambler husband Lance Henriksen. That proves to be the most troublesome of all.The women seem to be suffering from some kind of psychotic breakdowns which is called Prarie Fever. The average person seems to think it's a bad adjustment to frontier life. But as we meet the women and hear their individual stories they've been stuck with some real losers for husbands.Prarie Fever is a pleasant enough western with Kevin Sorbo showing he can play more than Hercules.

harryelsucio1212 I just this minute finished seeing this movie, unfortunately in Spanish which may have caused the stars to shine rather less brightly, but I doubt if I would have given it more than 5 had I seen it in the original American. I am not at all surprised that there is a great divergence of opinions about it. I do like westerns which are not just shooting matches but give us a picture of how the life of ordinary people was, but I do not think this does the job very well. When one thinks of "Westward the Women" with Robert Taylor and Corinne Calvet, this opuscule with only a handful of mail-order brides going in the opposite direction shrinks into insignificance. The pace is sometimes jumpy and generally too slow. The women, not because of attractiveness or lack of it, are of very limited interest. Though many a movie has brought a tear to these (ancient, male) eyes, I felt really no empathy with any of them, even the gun-toting uncharismatic heroine. The soundtrack score is tastefully written but too pretentious and grandiose in the style of "Dr Quinn Medicine Woman", in which the ambling along a dusty trail of a mule team pulling a small covered wagon and nothing happening is treated like "The Entry of the Queen of Sheba". There were some other flaws: At the very beginning, it was not made clear, at least to me, that it was the sheriff's wife whom he inadvertently killed, and, in fact, one does not actually see that she has been killed. It is true, however, that the version I saw was only 77 minutes long, so it is conceivable that there had been some (additional) clumsy editing. The female rejects that we had been told had been driven mad at least partly by life in the wagon train that brought them to their husbands-to-be recovered their wits remarkably quickly on a similar but more cramped return journey: Sigmund Freud, eat your heart out! The amazonian, somewhat overweight lady said to be of great strength we were not allowed to see demonstrating it, though asked by ex-Sheriff Briggs to help raise up the damaged wagon (as Jean Valjean did and was seen to do in "Les Misérables"), and apparently did so. The two idiots who had shared the sexual favours of the religiositous, bible-reading spouse now officially on the way to the nut-house,shared unbeknownst to the husband and against the will of his new wife, pursued the wagon jointly and with great fervour, presumably to reclaim said spouse/sister-in-law, though it must have been quite obvious to the adulterous brother that his sins would immediately be revealed. Which indeed came to pass leading to the smiting and slaying of both the aforementioned idiots. There was generally too much pointing of guns at each other without firing, and worse, permitting the opponent to draw his sidearm whilst already covered by a pistol. Oh yes, and the igniting of the bottles of whiskey and the throwing of them in the path of two pursuing baddies at the hands of the women ordered by Briggs to do so. The baddies seemed to hold back to give the ladies time to prepare and execute this delicate task, and when the great conflagration occurred as intended did not skirt round the flames on their swifter mounts, but politely allowed themselves to be halted by them, presumably muttering under their breath some cowboy equivalent of "A thousand thunders! Foiled again!" These villains also failed to sneak up that night on the wounded hero (couldn't the girls have found a smaller knife to take out the bullet?), which was also jolly sporting of them. Kevin Sorbo I only know as a scantily clad mythological hero from episodes of "Xena", which did not make great demands on his talents, and this rôle too failed to show whether he is capable of better things. Lance Henriksen, on the other hand, has greatly impressed me in earlier movies as a black-hearted villain in the traditions of Sweeny Todd and Maria of the Red Barn - a man you love to hate. An actor with much less talent could easily have given what was expected of him here. Oh dear, I hadn't realised I disliked this film that much!

jbbarrett I thought Kevin Sorbo was the only highlight. The 4 women...couldn't tell them from the 2 mules. And I think it was filmed on the same piece set. They simply shot from every conceivable angle to make it look like they were traveling. And now this stupid website says I have to make ten lines of comments? Waste more words on this piece of celluloid trash? Well, the only good looking woman gets shot and killed - thankfully, as her character was the most annoying. The female lead who saves Sorbo from his character flaws, zero sex appeal. I think everyone mailed in their performances. Yikes, and now it wants more comments from me. Lance Heinriksen is in this flick too. Once upon a time he had a career. Now, well, he's in tripe like this.

roman8 A western hero can fearlessly out-drink and out-shoot everyone without ever getting drunk or missing. In the rare cases when he does get drunk or - God forbid - may even become A drunk, he still never misses, sobers up with no relapses - usually helped along by a beautiful saloon-lady with a colourful past and a golden heart, meant to be mainly a decorative accolade to the story - and gets to shoot all bad guys single-handedly in the final show-down, that traditionally happens either at dawn or - naturally - at high noon.Well, not this time.We have the saloon-lady and she's beautiful, 'golden-hearted' and provided with a colourful past all right, but she's not alone: there are a fierce bible-quoting dragon of a woman, a sobbing, hysterical, agoraphobic, but sweet and naive cry-baby as well as an awesome, mad, ferocious pianist turned farmer's wife turned man-killer joining her for a long ride meant to take all of them out of the prairie, that drove them nuts, and back to civilisation. They are being accompanied by the former sheriff of the town they want to leave behind, a guy who, attempting to stop some bank-robbers, accidentally shot his wife instead, drowning ever since in self-pity, guilt and whiskey. Forced to accept the assignment of getting the ladies back home, he embarks on the journey of his life, gets nearly driven out of his mind by the company he has to keep, sobers up (when his bottles get smashed), discovers his... more feminine side, gets shot, heals, makes friends out of harpies and finds hope, a new purpose in life and true love, despite of staying to the bitter end respectful of dangers, reluctant to risk any other life but his and finally getting by without having to kill anyone.All of this in less than 90 minutes, which makes the entire thing seem a bit rushed, despite the noticeable attempt of the film to take its time. Unfortunately it doesn't have any, an impression stressed by a rather random editing and a not always very confident directing.The story and the acting though more than make up for this. Kevin Sorbo oscillating between exasperation and gentleness is definitely worth seeing, his whiskey-drenched, yet dry-humoured Mr Biggs an endearing and welcome addition to the traditional fallen, but somehow miraculously scrambling-back-to-their-feet heroes of the Old West (although I did miss occasionally his usual, contagious playfulness). And equally worth seeing are Lance Henriksen's remarkably relaxed and somehow charming villain, Jillian Armenante's gruff, dangerous and ultimately deeply touching shrew, as well as Dominique Swain's quite fascinating Abigail. The rest of the cast is solid, but remains a little pale.