Buck Jones, his kid brother Pat J. O'Brien, and Frank McGlynn Sr. -- looking nothing at all like Abraham Lincoln -- are driving a thousand head of cattle to market. Jones and McGlynn head into town, and Roy D'Arcy rides up to O'Brien and demands payment of his gambling debt. Since O'Brien won't have any money for months, he signs over the cattle to D'Arcy, then takes off to join a gang who rob a stage coach of a lot of gold.
1935 was not a particularly good year for B westerns, but this one, directed by Ray Taylor, is a humdinger, with good action sequences, fine day-for-night photography, some real emotional sequences, and a fast pace in the editing. The sequence in which Jones breaks O'Brien out of jail is worth the price of admission on its own, and this makes me wish that Ruth Channing had gone on in her career, instead of calling it quits after this one. She had rarely gotten a screen credit, and being married to Hamilton McFadden seemed enough for her. She died in 1992, aged 88.
1935 was not a particularly good year for B westerns, but this one, directed by Ray Taylor, is a humdinger, with good action sequences, fine day-for-night photography, some real emotional sequences, and a fast pace in the editing. The sequence in which Jones breaks O'Brien out of jail is worth the price of admission on its own, and this makes me wish that Ruth Channing had gone on in her career, instead of calling it quits after this one. She had rarely gotten a screen credit, and being married to Hamilton McFadden seemed enough for her. She died in 1992, aged 88.