Four wives and their mother in law hold out in an abandoned mission where they keep close watch on stolen gold. Learning about the presence of the valuable loot, a still handsome Clark Gable arrives, claiming that he ran into one of the supposedly deceased husbands, giving himself claims to stay, find the treasure and cause all sorts of tension with the fiery young women which includes sensible Eleanor Parker, floozy Barbara Nichols, fiery Jean Willed and innocent Sara Shane.
Embittered ma Jo Van Fleet keeps the girls under a strict watch (and surprisingly no chastity belts) and continuous religious quotes while Gable makes secret meetings with each of them. Hokey at times, this has several camp moments, especially Van Fleet's constant screeching of Gable's character name, Keyhole, which on occasion sounds like Hee Haw. Van Fleet makes the best of a cold character by giving her a no-nonsense persona and shouting each line as if she was calling in the cattle. She's a slightly better looking version of Marjorie Main and even more theatrical.
Gable gets to sing and dance a bit and comes off as a bit tongue on cheek. As for the four wives, they ate all equally filled with list but a ridiculous script gives them varying personalities. A really surprising twist ends the film dramatically. Like a few other Westerns of the 1940's and 1950's, this has a bit of a noir feeling about it, bit the color photography hides it. All in all, not bad but not one that will go on the classic westerns list either.
Embittered ma Jo Van Fleet keeps the girls under a strict watch (and surprisingly no chastity belts) and continuous religious quotes while Gable makes secret meetings with each of them. Hokey at times, this has several camp moments, especially Van Fleet's constant screeching of Gable's character name, Keyhole, which on occasion sounds like Hee Haw. Van Fleet makes the best of a cold character by giving her a no-nonsense persona and shouting each line as if she was calling in the cattle. She's a slightly better looking version of Marjorie Main and even more theatrical.
Gable gets to sing and dance a bit and comes off as a bit tongue on cheek. As for the four wives, they ate all equally filled with list but a ridiculous script gives them varying personalities. A really surprising twist ends the film dramatically. Like a few other Westerns of the 1940's and 1950's, this has a bit of a noir feeling about it, bit the color photography hides it. All in all, not bad but not one that will go on the classic westerns list either.