Another B-western from the bottom of the horse trough. This one has a ten-year-old gunslinger and more square dancing than you're probably expecting. The good guy, Steve Donovan, has a white horse and a white hat. The bad guys don't.
Directed by S Roy Luby. US release 1935. UK release 1937. 8 minutes are missing. a.k.a. "Arizona Bad Man"
November 17, 2019 Subject:
Reb Russell - Strange Western Chopshop Special
Well, according to IMDb, we get 50 minutes out of 58 minutes and a western with the strangest ending imaginable. Reb Russell (Steve Donovan ) was no great actor, but nevertheless serviceable. Young Tommy Bupp (Dave Dunston) had plenty of experience playing a boy on a ranch in the west - only here, he is the son of nasty bad guy Slim Whitaker (Black Bart Dunston). Lovely Lois January (Lucy Dunstan) is the bad guy's daughter. Whitaker's main henchman Wade Botiler (Pedro Gonzales) is a mean and nasty guy, with a quick hand to his knife and gun. Things get complicated when Whitaker hires gunslinger Edmund Cobb (Sonny Karns) to help him move stolen cattle across the Mexican border because Cobb seems to have an unexplained moral streak. So far, so good - watch it to see what happens - but those 8 missing minutes seem to contain vital info that would explain a lot. Should get 2 stars, but I'll give it 3 stars for the unusual and inexplicable plot.
March 6, 2017 Subject:
A Reb Russell Western for Willis Kent
Let's clear up one misconception right away. Reb Russell plays the part of Steve Donovan in this film. The football jock turned erstwhile movie cowboy for a series of Willis Kent films in 1934-35 before going into the circus and then to cattle ranching where he found much success back in Kansas, was no real shakes as an actor. He knew it as did everybody else, but it was the Depression and it paid the bills. Lois January was the female lead and besides being a fetchingly pretty girl, she could act and made many "B" westerns on Poverty Role for various producers. The other "real" western actors were Charles Whitaker and Edmund Cobb and they bring more interest and professionalism to their roles than the awful screenplay by Oliver Drake calls for. Everything about this film almost makes it not worth watching unless you are a buff or Reb Russell fan. If you are a buff, enjoy this for what it's worth, otherwise avoid it and you won't have missed anything.