Andrew V. McLaglen directs John Wayne, George Kennedy and Neville Brand in this late western about an absent lawman who wants to see his boys do the right thing when they get tangled up with some bank robbers. 

The pre credit sequence is fantastic; a fake snow studio set of baddies around a hillside campfire, The Duke turns up, blathers confidentially with them, gunfire on the title card… you can imagine a little Quentin Tarantino in his Speed Racer pyjamas spitting his Fruit Loops out at the TV screen in a road to Damascus moment. After those opening credits though, you get a mawkish and meandering plodder, a distracted lead turn from the normally solid Wayne and only George Kennedy’s fake moustache really hitting its marks with any sense of urgency. For completists only.

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