Cagney was about 56 when he made this interesting western. He was a bit long in the tooth, but his vitality showed through his wrinkles and the result was a pleasing picture with more time spent on characterization than is usual in horse operas. Cagney's just done six years in prison for
a crime he didn't commit--the result of a mistaken identity. His son died years before, and when he meets Derek, who reminds him of the late youth, the two team up. They're riding along, minding their own business, when a train robbery takes place and they are suspected of it. A posse comes after
them, and Derek is crippled in the fracas. Cagney takes Derek to the farm of Hersholt,...