Producer: Vincent M. Fennelly.
Copyright 4 February 1951 by Monogram Pictures Corporation. No recorded New York opening. U.S. release: 4 February 1951. Never theatrically released in Australia. 63 minutes.
SYNOPSIS: The Kansas Kid endeavors to lead a cattle drive to Abilene, despite the opposition of a rival ranch foreman.
COMMENT: This neatly directed Whip Wilson entry maintains the right balance between talk and action. There's plenty to keep the pace cracking, including cattle stampedes, gun fights and lynching parties. Wilson and Clyde make a first-rate team.
In all, however, this one comes across as a Moderately Entertaining Monogram Western. Would you believe, that although the film boasts a sizable human cast, there is not one single steer in the whole shebang.
The Monogram motto — Thank Heaven for Stock Shots — is much in evidence. But, boy, you think they could have hired at least one or two steers for close-ups, instead of forcing the principals to idly flick their stock whips at dust swirls!
And speaking of whips, aside from lethargic air-dusting, Mr. Whip Wilson doesn't use his whip even once.
Still, for all that, "B" western action fans will find this little item offers passable enough entertainment.
Copyright 4 February 1951 by Monogram Pictures Corporation. No recorded New York opening. U.S. release: 4 February 1951. Never theatrically released in Australia. 63 minutes.
SYNOPSIS: The Kansas Kid endeavors to lead a cattle drive to Abilene, despite the opposition of a rival ranch foreman.
COMMENT: This neatly directed Whip Wilson entry maintains the right balance between talk and action. There's plenty to keep the pace cracking, including cattle stampedes, gun fights and lynching parties. Wilson and Clyde make a first-rate team.
In all, however, this one comes across as a Moderately Entertaining Monogram Western. Would you believe, that although the film boasts a sizable human cast, there is not one single steer in the whole shebang.
The Monogram motto — Thank Heaven for Stock Shots — is much in evidence. But, boy, you think they could have hired at least one or two steers for close-ups, instead of forcing the principals to idly flick their stock whips at dust swirls!
And speaking of whips, aside from lethargic air-dusting, Mr. Whip Wilson doesn't use his whip even once.
Still, for all that, "B" western action fans will find this little item offers passable enough entertainment.
