Despite a half-decent script and a couple of good performances, producer Alex Gordon and director Edward L. Cahn team up to kill any energy this cheap oater might otherwise have had. Neither man seemed to possess much real interest in their work, and it always showed.

The usually good composer Ronald Stein must have done this score in his sleep, and cameraman Fred West contributes flat, lifeless cinematography.

Two star rating goes to scripter Mark Hanna and stars John Agar and Mike Connors for trying to bring this dead horse to life but sadly failing.

"I'm goin' to bore you to death Tex.
And I'm goin' to bore you real slow."
Go on to the next movie, nothing to see here.

Although highly talky and doesnt really have a lot of action, I sort of liked this movie mainly because it immediately puts you into some kind of low-budget independent cinema right from the start.. I mean, look at how the titles are set up! Although John Agar isn't my favorite actor (and hey! Neither is Touch Connors!) I sort of liked their on and off relationship with each other (admiring their guns wink wink) and there's some female candy to look at. But other than that, there's a lot of stretches of winded talking and talking, and it REALLY gets monotonous during the middle. So I would proceed at your own risk.