Laura Harring is kidnapped from her wedding by a gang who intend to sell her across the Rio Grande. Her groom, Travis Tritt, goes after her, and meets up with bounty hunter Kenny Rogers.
It's a very well shot TV movie, with DP David Connell capturing some nice nice landscape in Texas, including one shot that looks like it was stolen from Ford's Rio Grande. Rogers is pretty good in the first third of the movie, where obeys the classical dictum of talking low, talking slow, and not saying much. Eventually, as he and Tritt ride on, he becomes chattier and chattier, and a sojourn at Naomi Judd's safe house fills in his tragic back story.... which is pretty much standard alas.
This one visually looks like a 1950s Shaky A western, one with some money spent, but it lacks much int he way of the grand themes of such movies. Instead, it offers bits out of spaghetti westerns, but cleaned up for television broadcast. As such, it's neither fish nor fowl, nor good red meat, and Rogers doesn't even sing a title song.
