Lieutenant McAllister is ordered to transport several ammunition wagons to another fort through Apache territory with only a small troop of rookie soldiers to guard them. Along for the ride... See full summary »
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Lieutenant McAllister is ordered to transport several ammunition wagons to another fort through Apache territory with only a small troop of rookie soldiers to guard them. Along for the ride is ex-scout Jess Remsberg who is trying to track down Ellen Grange, who, having recently been freed from Apache captivity, has mysteriously run off again to rejoin them. Remsberg frees Ellen again and leaves her with the embattled soldiers as he rides off to the fort, not only for help, but to find the man who killed and scalped his Indian wife. Written by
Doug Sederberg <vornoff@sonic.net>
As James Garner and others descend a rock wall via ropes under a full moon, the men each cast two shadows. See more »
Quotes
Willard Grange:
You mean you like living with a bunch of savages?
Ellen Grange:
You don't understand.
Willard Grange:
Well, no, I don't understand. Lots of white women have been grabbed off by an Indian, and many a decent one of them would have killed herself before she let them turn her into an Indian squaw.
Ellen Grange:
I'm not that decent, I guess!
Willard Grange:
Oh, don't shout. They'll hear ya.
Ellen Grange:
You don't care what happens to me... but only what people think about you.
Willard Grange:
I do business with them people.
Ellen Grange:
The same people who treat your wife like dirt. I was better off...
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Crazy Credits
The United Artists logo is sliced off the screen with a bloody knife, slicing an "X" across the screen, revealing the opening scene. At the end, the same knife slices the live picture away, as (sort of) a fade out. See more »
United Artists' western is a rough-and-tumble affair of vengeance, pitched battles between cavalry and Indians, and torture. The action, and there's plenty of it, takes place in the beautiful expanses of southern Utah, the landscape of which consists of every earthen color, to brilliant effect. The main plot has an army scout searching high and low for his Indian wife's killer, and events conspire to have the two men riding with a cavalry troop, although each man is unaware of exactly what drives the other. James Garner and Sidney Poitier head a good cast, but Poitier's character seems out of place in the film. Garner is smitten with a white woman who was captured by the Indians, which creates further tensions in the cavalry patrol. The cinematography is excellent and the stunning vistas of the old west are on grand display. The only drawback to this adventure is Neal Hefti's music score. The jazzy musical accompaniment seems more suited to a made-for-television special than a major western film.
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United Artists' western is a rough-and-tumble affair of vengeance, pitched battles between cavalry and Indians, and torture. The action, and there's plenty of it, takes place in the beautiful expanses of southern Utah, the landscape of which consists of every earthen color, to brilliant effect. The main plot has an army scout searching high and low for his Indian wife's killer, and events conspire to have the two men riding with a cavalry troop, although each man is unaware of exactly what drives the other. James Garner and Sidney Poitier head a good cast, but Poitier's character seems out of place in the film. Garner is smitten with a white woman who was captured by the Indians, which creates further tensions in the cavalry patrol. The cinematography is excellent and the stunning vistas of the old west are on grand display. The only drawback to this adventure is Neal Hefti's music score. The jazzy musical accompaniment seems more suited to a made-for-television special than a major western film.