Eddie Dean moseys into town and discovers a murder. He's not entirely sure of what's going on, but realizes that someone wants Jennifer Holt's ranch. It's lawyer George Cheseboro, who has a secret gold mine on the place.
It's impossible to write a one-hour B western in more than broad strokes, but Arthur Sherman's script handles all the issues pretty well: Holt seems to be falling in love with Dean, and also annoyed by his not explaining himself. When he and sdekick Roscoe Ates finds a corpse, Dean observes it was moved: no blood. How simple it is to explain an oddity and make it clear a character is smart!
Dean sings three songs. Ernest Miller's camerawork is mixed. The sequences shot on the Iverson ranch are quite lovely; a few indoors seem dull and a bit overexposed. Not a bad way to kill sixty minutes.
It's impossible to write a one-hour B western in more than broad strokes, but Arthur Sherman's script handles all the issues pretty well: Holt seems to be falling in love with Dean, and also annoyed by his not explaining himself. When he and sdekick Roscoe Ates finds a corpse, Dean observes it was moved: no blood. How simple it is to explain an oddity and make it clear a character is smart!
Dean sings three songs. Ernest Miller's camerawork is mixed. The sequences shot on the Iverson ranch are quite lovely; a few indoors seem dull and a bit overexposed. Not a bad way to kill sixty minutes.