Did you people see the same film I saw?

The movie's neither hopeful in contrived ways, nor hopeless in different contrived ways. Somehow it manages to be wonderful

The tone of this movie is interesting -- the stakes are both dramatic and high, but it's balanced with a lot of fun, tongue and cheek dialogue.

It is neither dumb nor smart enough to be fun, and spends way too much time with its boring human characters.

It's odd that Columbia would be marketing this cheap 60-minutes in the middle of TV's cowboy craze, (1959) . Really, who's going to pay to see something they can get for free on Bonanza or Wagon Train. My guess is that the oater was done for drive-in's as a Technicolor second feature. Conjecture aside, the movie's a pretty dismal product. The locations never leave greater LA, while the acting goes from terrible (Rosita) to journeyman (the marshal) to somewhere in between (Reardon). Then too, the script meanders all over, like the writer's afraid he might leave out some western cliché, which goes from revenge to Indians to showdowns to romance, to a windstorm thrown in. Trouble is they're more cobbled together than successfully blended. Anyhow, Knapp tries hard to bring off his tough-guy role, but frankly his slender frame is anything but imposing, especially when he wrestles the brawny Colorados. He'd really do better as a college fraternity man. About the only reason to catch the hour are the nicely photographed colors of the San Fernando Valley at its most verdant.

Gunmen from Laredo is directed by Wallace MacDonald and written by Clark E. Reynolds. It stars Robert Knapp, Jana Davi, Walter Coy, Paul Birch and Don C. Harvey.Out to avenge the murder of his wife and friend, Gil Reardon (Knapp) hurries into Laredo to confront the culprits. Forced to draw on one of the thugs, Gil is set up for murder and sent to prison. Escaping, he meets up with a Mescalero woman who aids him on is journey through the wilderness. If they can survive the terrain and Indian attacks? Then Gil is heading back to Laredo to clear his name and get his revenge.Straight from the bottom rung of the "B" Western ladder, is this Columbia offering filmed in Columbia Color no less! It's a poor effort, a basic case of film makers stringing a number of scenes together to pad out a movie. The acting is poor, the set design around the town of Laredo is hardly convincing, while the location photography around Bronson Canyon is decidedly flat.However, I find myself in the unusual situation of having watched a bad Western yet feel the need to grudgingly admire it! MacDonald and Reynolds cram all they can into their picture. Shoot-outs, prison escape, chases, fist fights, sandstorm and a smouldering romance in waiting. The choreography isn't up to much, mind, but the sheer gusto and willingness to entertain is to be applauded.It's the sort of Oater that Dad can plonk the kids in front of the TV and know they will have fun and be occupied, while he sits in his armchair relaxing with a glass of wine. 4/10

As someone who grew up watching B westerns during the 1950's from that point of view not a terribly bad movie. Some of the fight scenes could use a little more realism, but Robert Knapp gave a decent performance. However, there isn't much surprise with the plot as this is standard for most B westerns. The return of the hero for revenge. Good supporting cast. My biggest complaint would be the sets, they really looked cheap and the sound editing could be better. For a 1950's western it wasn't the worst I've ever seen. Mention was made about the actress who portrayed Rosita...very pretty and it was explained that she was Mexican not Indian.

A man comes back from prison to take revenge on the men who framed him. Along the way he picks up the phoniest-looking Indian "maiden" in recent memory (Lucille Ball dressed herself up as Pocahontas in an episode of "I Love Lucy" and looked more authentic than this girl does) which gets him mixed up in Indian troubles. A bunch of other stuff happens, none of it interesting and all of it badly done. The acting is amateurish, even though there are several solid character actors (Paul Birch, Don Harvey, Charles Horvath) present--a result of the almost non-existent direction of producer Wallace MacDonald. The "script" is an unstructured, meandering mess; it looks like MacDonald only shot every couple of pages of it instead of the whole thing, or maybe that's just the way it was written. The "action" scenes are laughable; grade-school kids playing Cowboys & Indians could have staged them better. I'm sure that not many of the few people who saw this thing knows how it ends; it's so maddeningly poor in all departments that I can't imagine anyone sticking around to find out. I sure didn't. Don't waste your time on this dog.