Another Randolph Scott vehicle; and it's pretty lame from the outset. He's a stage-coach guard who is kidnapped by a gang and left for dead. When he gets back to town, most everyone suspects him of being in cahoots with the baddies. So why would he go back to town by himself and risk arrest or lynching? Don't ask.
What follows then is a wobbly wander through most every western cliché of the period as he falls foul of one citizen or another. The townfolk vacillate over what to do. The deputy isn't sure. Scott's character claims that the baddies are actually going to rob the town (its bank and casino) nobody buys that either.
It's a pretty slow, often boring and confused plot that gradually shuffles along. There's a lot of guff about him getting a horse to ride out and warn the absent sheriff and posse. But he can't get one. A cowboy in a wezzie who can't get a horse?! For an interim he is holed-up in a small bar and on 3 separate occasions, a decent deputy turns up to talk him into surrender.
In due course the gang turns up at the bank. Despite his earlier warning, nobody even sees them arrive. He gets there; there's a clumsy shoot-em-up. All is understanding and forgiveness thereafter. I'd have thought his being at the bank during its hold-up actually consolidated his guilt - but there you are.
There's nothing much to recommend it. A youthful Charles Bronson makes an appearance as a baddie. That's about it.
Scott made some memorable westerns in his time, he did precious little else. Perhaps inevitably then, he made a few bummers. 'The Man From Lamarie' was another. Thank heavens John Sturges came to town. And also John Wayne.
What follows then is a wobbly wander through most every western cliché of the period as he falls foul of one citizen or another. The townfolk vacillate over what to do. The deputy isn't sure. Scott's character claims that the baddies are actually going to rob the town (its bank and casino) nobody buys that either.
It's a pretty slow, often boring and confused plot that gradually shuffles along. There's a lot of guff about him getting a horse to ride out and warn the absent sheriff and posse. But he can't get one. A cowboy in a wezzie who can't get a horse?! For an interim he is holed-up in a small bar and on 3 separate occasions, a decent deputy turns up to talk him into surrender.
In due course the gang turns up at the bank. Despite his earlier warning, nobody even sees them arrive. He gets there; there's a clumsy shoot-em-up. All is understanding and forgiveness thereafter. I'd have thought his being at the bank during its hold-up actually consolidated his guilt - but there you are.
There's nothing much to recommend it. A youthful Charles Bronson makes an appearance as a baddie. That's about it.
Scott made some memorable westerns in his time, he did precious little else. Perhaps inevitably then, he made a few bummers. 'The Man From Lamarie' was another. Thank heavens John Sturges came to town. And also John Wayne.