Prepare to step back in time. Back to the days when a privateer could sail the ocean blue without ever leaving the Hollywood studios. Back to the days when people enjoyed watching actors pretend the rapier went straight to their gut, when really they are hiding it under their arm. Back to the days when a pillager could become as upright and desirable as the town mayor. Ah, yes, those were the days. He grabs and kisses her, she bites him, he knocks her flat, but by the end of the movie she will defend him in the face of any danger or indignity. As one reviewer called it, what "irresistable hogwash."
Don't worry, you won't have to do without color, this movie was released in color in 1942. But I won't add any descriptive words to that statement, especially not words like artfully or beautifully, no, uh-huh--because, for instance, Maureen O'Hara's hair starts out dark brown, but then it varies from auburn to red to dark brown again. Of course, I know, it's just the light... And she is so young and innocent in this, it doesn't really bother you if she dyes her hair between scenes. Or something.
And the plot is a little thin in places, but those places are full of fun and lavish sets, so, again, not to worry. The mansions may be purple or pink, the flowers fake, but the action is fun and nearly non-stop.
That's The Black Swan, starring Tyrone Power and Maureen O'Hara, a swashbuckler classic, with everything you would expect. Suspend your critical faculties, sit back, and enjoy a movie from the old days of an hour and a half adventure tale, no more, no less. Try it, you'll like it!