Useless but worth, rare but forgettable, this western from Bill castle, in his Columbia Pictures years, between his Universal period and before his best years as the poor man's Alfred Hitchcock and greatest little master of horror movies from the early sixties. This excellent B pictures director had several eras in his career, and for his Columbia years, under the rule of the infamous Sam Karzman, and with Robert Kent as screenwriter - the same who worked for Edward L Cahn ( n't ) - you could not expect to find masterpieces: westerns, adventures, even crime. This one makes no exception but the overall movie is quite cute after all, it could have been far worse. But if you watch a B movie, that's precisely its obsolete side that makes its charm. Mainly for western buffs.