Who said that the talkies had thrown Westerns on the junk heap? Here's one of Hoot Gibson's without sound, without airplanes, or motorcycles, or any of those new fangled ideas. And it's good. The same old formula with the same suspense, the same old villain and the same ingenious hero. It's like meeting a friend from the home town on the corner of Forty-fifth and Broadway. Alberta Vaughn is the love interest.