Probably one of the most original ideas for a b-western I have ever come across. Despite having all the other trappings of a b-movie, (the female saloon keeper romantic lead, the bad rich guy and his gang, the philosophical drifter etc) the basic idea, the focus on the gun of a famous (now deceased) killer and whether or not it gives its owner supernatural speed on the draw makes for an unexpected psychological thriller.Don't misunderstand me, this is not a great movie, its nowhere near as well realised as it should be and a terrific idea is poorly served. Still, if ever a movie deserved to be revisited, this is it. Here's hoping Tarantino or someone comes across it one of these days.

This was my first look at Macdonald Carey and I can't say I was very impressed with his role as the gunman who cleans up Dutch Flats. He showed none of the charisma of a Western hero, and it didn't help that the mystique of his quick gun hand was regarded as some kind of supernatural hex placed on his Colt Wesson .44. The film could have gotten a little more mileage out of that plot element but it really didn't get the right treatment. I got the same impression as a prior reviewer on this board, and quite independently came up with a 'Twilight Zone' type link between the gun and the spooky music that celebrated each victim. The romantic link with Audrey Totter's character also didn't seem quite right to me; at least Smith (Carey) figured out that she was really the one pulling the strings against the Corleys. You know what really struck me as supernatural though? How did old man Corley know Smith/Yancey gunned his boys down when he just got in to town?

Despite my love for Westerns, this one was tough to enjoy. The pacing is extremely slow, the characters are not well crafted, and the dialogue is frequently ridiculous. Example: the rich old rancher who rules the town mutters `profound' dialog to himself such as, `All I know is . . . when your dead, your dead for a looooong time'.Most of the music is produced by a sleepy harmonica, a mournful violin, and a tinkling harp -- except for the title theme, which is a plodding song with dreadful lyrics and no discernible melody, performed by an untalented baritone.McDonald Carey does a competent acting job amidst some serious scenery chewing. Even Warren Stevens (Doc from `Forbidden Planet') is swimming upstream in this one. His dialogue is dreadfully melodramatic, and his fight scene with Carey is badly staged, clumsily edited, and unintentionally funny.The most implausible part of the story is the characters' belief that Carey's gun is `magic'. The bad guy (Stevens) is obsessed with getting it because he thinks it'll make him a perfect shot. This misplaced supernatural element, plus the somber mood of the film, the black & white photography, and the strange, almost ghostly music during the climactic gunfight makes the film play like a `Twilight Zone' episode.

I just saw this on cable, and knowing nothing about it before hand, I found myself slowly drawn into the story. I wanted to know what would happen to these characters, and what was really motivating them. I ended up really enjoying it.All the leads play characters who are intense, and are flawed in various ways. Also, we never get a whole lot of background on the characters, just enough to intrigue me and keep me watching.At times, I found myself comparing the directorial and writing style to some of the early Dragnet TV episodes from the 1950's. Being black and white, the lighting is subdued, almost flat. The shootings are quick and intense and almost matter of fact.In conclusion, I really enjoyed it but suspect it is not for everyone.