This is a standard Western with all the proper elements: do-right hero (R. Scott), do-wrong villain (Noah Beery), henchmen and "characters", pretty scenery, and African lions (???).
It is interesting to see a youthful Randolph Scott with a face-altering mustache and spouting an odd aristocratic Southern dialect ("they ah coming hyeah") while masquerading as a woman-hating mountain man.
The "mountain lions" are of course African lions loaned out from Tarzan.
The scenery, wherever it is, is very nice: mountains and lonesome pines.
Noah Beery makes a nice villain, really very good at it, and Verna Hillie is attractive enough.
The plot and acting are no more absurd than a million other B-westerns.
It is interesting to see a youthful Randolph Scott with a face-altering mustache and spouting an odd aristocratic Southern dialect ("they ah coming hyeah") while masquerading as a woman-hating mountain man.
The "mountain lions" are of course African lions loaned out from Tarzan.
The scenery, wherever it is, is very nice: mountains and lonesome pines.
Noah Beery makes a nice villain, really very good at it, and Verna Hillie is attractive enough.
The plot and acting are no more absurd than a million other B-westerns.