While there are some Native Americans in the cast of this independent Western, the accent of the chief planning an attack on a wagon train is suspiciously far from realistic. In fact, it is so out of time with the times (as is Ellen Drew's as the daughter of the chief, that it becomes downright laughable. This is the story of Davy Crockett's nephew (who apparently had the same name) trying to maintain peace in the pass, and utilizing his peaceful native sidekick Philip Reed (a native raised by missionaries after his own tribe was driven out by the attacking tribe led by Robert Barrat) to spy on the tribe waiting to attack. Barrat sounds like he should be guiding traffic on Fifth Avenue rather than planning to attack wagon trains.

It's ironic that the Native Americans who are actually in the cast don't really get to speak that much, most likely because the actions of the offending actors would be revealed. When the chief speaks in his own native tongue, it is obviously another actor dubbing him. The production values are good enough, and there's plenty of action, and of course Montgomery is a perfect hero, but so many elements just reak of Hollywood phoniness in making these B movie quickies. Being made in 1950, I nearly expected during the scene when the natives attacked the Wagon train in a continuously moving circle for Betty Hutton to pop out and start singing "There's No Business Like Show Business". This could have used any name for the so-called Davy Crockett character so his being the name of the lead character is truly pointless.