For a cowboy flick the 50-some minutes pretty much scrapes bottom. There's little action, while most time is spent indoors talking with Charlie Chan, and that's plus a wacko plot gimmick. Having McCoy trick the baddies by impersonating a Chinaman only minutes after he's confronted them as a cowboy really stretches the gimmick. It's like the film editor suddenly spliced together segments from two contrasting movies. Too bad that this mess follows a slam-bang robbery opening that really had my expectations up, along with a fine subtle turn from actress Lane clearly suited for better things. No need to go on. Had this now front-row geezer been back in my theater days, I would have gotten my dime back.
Review of Six-Gun Trail
