Not one of Roger Corman's more impressive efforts, this movie introduces us to a Western town whose citizens, judging from their acting skills, are all made of wood. Beverly Garland takes what could be a fascinating character, a wife avenging the death of her husband (the town's Marshal), and does nothing with it, while John Ireland, playing a hired assassin/love interest, is just as bland. The dialogue, meanwhile, is so bad it's hilarious. Corman ought to be ashamed.