Fury at Gunsight Pass

An outlaw gang plots a bank robbery. Trouble is there's a double-cross in the works, plus a timetable and a wedding to contend with. Then too, not all the people in town can be trusted. So how will it all work out.

Money, money, who's got the money. $35 thousand stolen from the bank, but lost in the shootout that follows. This is a better-than-average western. Frankly, I had few expectations when I saw pedestrian Fred Sears as the director. He rarely adds anything on screen to the scripts. Here, however, he appears engaged with some good staging, especially in and around Vaszquez Rocks. Though I don't buy one guy (Brand) sticking-up a whole posse. And get a load of that windstorm, enough to blow Hollywood off the map, but it does add a lot to the climax. Note how there's even dust in the interiors—a good touch from somebody. I wonder if the big wind-blown cast got hazardous duty pay-- they deserved it. Anyhow, there're a number of sub-plots and lots of characters, plus a few twists, especially that overturned buckboard at the end. So bring your scorecard. Then too, no film with the great Neville Brand can afford to be passed up.