With a touch of personal regret, I have to report that I tipped far too much of Slocombe's proffered red stuff down my neck (and suffered hugely the next day at work in consequence), so I can't actually remember the film club scale. I expect it went something like this:
Dong took a single fag break (not because he didn't like the film, he just wanted a fag and had seen Cat Ballou on more than one occasion before). Shazzerooneypoos made lots of wuffling noises, but not out of boredom - she was laughing and thoroughly enjoying herself. Slocombe didn't have a pithy comment he just said that the film was "the perfect choice" for a Sunday night, and he really enjoyed it; Frankenkeith was a fan too. Mrs The Milbrooker enjoyed the film and the evening until I had to be taken home before I became a disgrace.
So, there you go, a big thumbs up for Cat Ballou. If you haven't seen it (or haven't seen it recently) give it a go; I can almost guarantee a smile, unless you've got no soul.
Here's a short clip (just under two minutes) of the scene when "Steel Eye" Kid Shelleen arrives to answer the call for help from Cat Ballou, featuring the incomparable Nat "King" Cole and Stubby Kaye.