Shamefully awful budget-Western with an all has-been cast (Dana Andrews, Jane Russell, Lon Chaney) is jerry-built & geriatric. Six years after Budd Boetticher ran out the chain of first-rate traditional Grade B oaters with his superb run of tidy Randolph Scott pics, who the heck at Paramount thought this crew could restore the genre? The basic plot might have worked nicely for Boetticher & Co. (a town marshall is almost ambushed by men on the run, then discovers they're innocent victims in terror for their lives and it's now up to him to protect the lone survivor from both townsmen & Indians), but the execution beggars belief. And the music! There's a bit of fun in seeing Tom Drake, that Boy Next Door from MEET ME IN ST. LOUIS, who's now all grown up and who gives a nice perf. But precious little else will keep you going on this one.
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