Wednesday, April 17, 2019

Copper Canyon (1950)

The action is set at a mining town, where a Southern ex-colonel has assumed a new identity and earns a living as a stage sharpshooter. The town is ruled by hoodlums who give Southern miners a hard time. The local smelter doesn't help either, refusing to smelt those Southern miners' ore -- he hates Southerners because his son was killed in the Civil War while fighting for the North. Thus, the Southern miners are forced to travel to another town in order to get their ore smelted. The road is full of dangers, though, what with the aforementioned hoodlums plottting to rob and even kill them sometimes. A group of Southerners approach the ex-colonel for help, but he refuses and does not even admit to his real identity. A lady gambler at the local saloon who is employed by the same man who has the sheriff and his deputies in his payroll wants to get rich but violence is not part of her agreement. She soon falls for the ex-colonel.

As is evident by the above synopsis, there are a lot of characters in this Western (and I didn't even mention the Lieutenant who is after the ex-colonel for the theft of Northern money). Everything is professionally done, but there is nothing memorable about it, and the plot has the convenient melodramatic accommodations which sacrifice plausibility for the sake of plot. It feels like a B-Western script grafted onto an A-production.

Rating: 47

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