Randolph Scott isn’t someone I’ve ever found particularly captivating; he just doesn’t seem to command attention, and that holds true in this film as well. The story itself is also quite familiar territory. He plays Andrews, a railroad surveyor who runs into trouble with some local fur traders concerned about the impact of the railway on their business. His opponents are formidable characters. Rourke (Victory Jory) and Dynamite Dawson (J. Carrol Naish) are set on stopping his work and end up recruiting the assistance of nearby Native Americans, who have no desire to deal with outsiders or a construction project that threatens their ancestral lands. To persuade the local people that the train would benefit them, he pledges to settle down with his girlfriend Cecille (Nancy Olson), but this doesn't really sway an opposition that now has him squarely in their sights. He soon finds himself under the care of the town doctor Edith (Jane Wyatt), and things proceed as you might expect. That’s essentially the core issue – it feels entirely predictable. There are moments of action and some stirring speeches, but mostly this is a straightforward pioneer story we've encountered before, only it would have been better with a more engaging central performer. It’s perfectly acceptable to watch, though the title doesn't do it any favors, and ultimately it’s pretty unremarkable afternoon entertainment.

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