I expected something far better than this, especially with a Burt Kennedy's writing. Remember him with his Budd Boetticher's partnership, the masterpieces he wrote for Randolph Scott. Very powerful and unusual screenplays. Here, nothing of that, everything is predictable, nearly even boring. I know that Andy McLaglen was then a beginner in the business, but that doesn't explain such a flat story. However, this is not a garbage either, not at all. The directing is rather efficient, sharp; only this predictable.