Desert Passage

This was Tim Holt playing the boss of his own nitwit stagecoach line, along with Richard Martin playing Chito Rafferty for the last time – apparently this was his 33rd outing. By now Holt was even chunkier but still looked the part runnin' jumpin' an' shootin', and looked relevant to the plot of yet another competent b western movie. He was only about 33 years old at the time but retired from films after this – the end of the gravy trail.

About to sell his and Chito's business they save the life and continue to protect a mysterious sinister grey templed gent with plenty of money who has to get somewhere fast to get away from a mysterious duo out to crease him. The plots thicken and the film bristles with mysterious baddies after the guy's money, eventually you're wondering if everyone has nobbled everyone else at least once with this aim. Not a very large cast and a not very large plot still make this entertaining to watch, just don't expect too much from a b film and it'll nearly always deliver. In fact it's fascinating in places: when Carver is initially shot at and his lack of gratitude but the depth of his pockets; lawyer Bronson's enigmatic appearance at the roadhouse; the escape from the bedroom down yes a knotted bedsheet; many others.

Although the script only paid lip service to human nature and plot development it's still nice and relaxing with nothing in it to worry about, like taking an hour's holiday. The biggest puzzle to me is all those clean crisp banknotes were so manhandled how come there was any left to handle at all by the end, and with such vicissitudes as they had gone through Chito was no fool in wanting to spend his share as fast as possible.

Tim and Chito, his sidekick are hired to bring a shady character to mexico. But it's rough territory. And those best laid plans always go awry. Joan Dixon is Emily, who's mixed up in this somehow, but isn't saying anything to anyone. But she seems to know the stranger in town (walter Reed) . And now there are two men following them. Who's the good guy and who is the bad guy? Clay Moore was the Lone Ranger, in films and in the tv series. Tim Holt was king of the westerns, but died young at 54 from cancer. Directed by Les Selander. He and holt had made 21 films together! It's good.. the usual western. Shooting. Galloping. Bank robbers. Coyotes.

There are plenty of them in here, for fans of this, I think this is a good programmer. Lots of things occurring, people entering and exiting rooms, on horses, in carriages, amidst the desert obviously.

The only reason why I watched this tepid and forgettable western is that because it was directed by Lesley Selander - a western maker whose filmography has always interested me, I don't know why - and also because I have always been curious of RKO B westerns, I also don't now why: Republic Pictures, Monogram, PRC - all no majors companies - but RKO .... The film itself looks like thousands of others of this kind. It remains a good time waster which you will rapidly forget just after the viewing. And the short length helps to appreciate it, beecause it is not boring, with a good music and cute western atmosphere.

Actor Tim Holt uses his own name to play another western protagonist in this story about a man with ill-gotten money who wants to leave Arizona territory before others can appropriate the cash for themselves. Holt and his comic sidekick, Chito (Richard Martin), sign on to protect the fleeing man (Walter Reed as John Carver).

Among those sniffing around for the funds are Clayton Moore (TV's Lone Ranger) as Dave Warwick and Dorothy Patrick as Roxie Van Zell.

Dissatisfied with his scripts, Holt made this his final role with RKO. The film also features music by Paul Sawtell, who was terrifically prolific. In 1952 alone, he worked on more than thirty films.