All of the characters vividly portray the lifestyle of the 1880's old west. Those cowboys knew who they were, and what they were doing. Sheriff Von Morely, Michael Wayne James, had a strong and yet subtle way of serving justice. The sheriff and his deputy kept a tight rain on the town's rough necks. Nothing would get past their suspicions. The women had you softly compelled as to what they thought was real in life and love. They worked hard to survive life and to always be prepared for the unknown. In every western there is always a bad villainous man. Max McCoy, Nick Sowell, takes you down an aggressive path of greed and hate. Max was truly a bad man intent on taking everything from everyone. Bill McKinney, the mysterious barkeeper, delivers an old folklore monologue that leaves you in suspense as to what really happens in the end. Charlton Thorp, writer and director, brings back the true grit of the old west with the ethics and morals intertwined into the story line. John Ford would be proud to see this type of production quality come from such a young team of filmmakers.
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