Formulaic oater with George Montgomery in the straight shootin', straight talkin' , singular expression role of new town marshall, doing his best to clean up the lawlessness factor, best represented by a trio of reprobate brothers led by that eternal 50's B western expert scoundrel actor, Neville Brand. Every thing is quite predictable, but I like the way director Ray Nazzaro keeps propelling the story forward with an absolute minimum of padding , whilst maximising the action and proving once again, that the bad guys can never shoot straight. (LOL! Even one of the brothers notes this of one of his compadres, after a pathetically ordinary, failed dry gulch attempt.)
For extra amusement listen for Montgomery's mispronunciation of what I gather was meant to be "shady", as in "shady tree" in the third act, as a turncoat felon is handcuffed to a tree. To my finely tuned ears , it sounds like a very commonly used, coarse, 6 letter epithet, that just may have slipped past both the sound editors and the censors at the time. Another reason to see a movie, the likes of which they don't seem too inclined to make anymore.