Highly Overrated But Still Good

Best movie ever!

A film of deceptively outspoken contemporary relevance, this is cinema at its most alert, alarming and alive.

It is a whirlwind of delight --- attractive actors, stunning couture, spectacular sets and outrageous parties.

As this movie begins, George Houston is the Lone Rider, roaming along the road. To emphasize this, he sings a song with the repeated refrain "Oh! Let me keep roaming alone!" Unfortunately, he is riding with Al St. John, who seems smug about it under his beard. Fortunately, George quickly finds a rancher who needs to be helped, and they decide that the best way to do it is to pretend that Al is dead and buried. All too soon, Marjorie Manners turns up as someone's daughter telling men they can't collect toll on her father's land.It's a PRC western, directed for speed and director Sam Newfield didn't get the big budgets like Edward Ulmer. I wonder what they rented it for when it played the Saturday matinees.