This is not a B movie, it's a b movie. Veterans Robert Lowery and Marie Windsor must have cringed every time they saw this 'vehicle' scheduled on the late, late, late show. This one screams 'cheese' from the opening credits. Ed Wood move over. Super cheap, nearly non-existent production values, somnambulistic direction and editing, canned music and shop worn props, all in slightly overexposed black-and-white. The plot, such as it is, deals with a revenge tale of gunslinger/trick shot artist Peggy Castle (here artfully utilizing both of her facial expressions; angry and more-angry), snarling her way through assorted heavies, hunting for the baddies who killed her parents and burned down the family homestead. She meets up with somewhat undercover Federal Marshal William Talman, and they grudgingly form a tepid bond which is meant to pass for an adult relationship but plays here more like the director (Richard Bartlett, in a bravura performance) didn't want to monkey around with all that lovey-dovey stuff. Don't want to give away the WOW ending but don't miss Marie Windsor's unscheduled appearance in one scene, simply walking onto a hot set and then visibly realising what she'd done, flouncing out again as though she forgot something or Lowery's hesitant, sleepy delivery of his lines in the 'face-off in the barroom' scene, he seems to be pausing for effect, and pausing and pausing, but what I think was really going on was he couldn't believe his career had come to this and wanted future film students to savor the beyond-atrocious dialogue. That Windsor's literal misstep and Lowery's near-trancelike delivery weren't edited out and both appear in the final cut, says all you need to know about Two-Gun Lady. And just think, these people got paid for this thing. I hope none of them took the points.
Review of Two-Gun Lady
