'Range Busters' is an absolutely typical example of the low-budget quickie grind'em-out Western. It will therefore be hugely enjoyable to those who like such things, but not to many other people.
Crash and Dusty are typical white-hat cowboy heroes. Their friend Alibi, the comedy relief, is a ventriloquist cowpoke who spends a lot of time conversing with his dummy. (As a 'vent', Max Terhune is technically more proficient than Edgar Bergen, but not nearly as funny.)
Somebody keeps shooting the ranch hands at Carol Thorp's spread. Annoyingly, everyone keeps referring to the unknown killer as a 'phantom' even though he hasn't claimed any paranormal powers. We get one of those cliché murder scenes from the viewpoint of the killer, as his victim backs away from the camera and begs for mercy. Naturally, our heroes decide to sign on at Carol's ranch.
There's some very crude expository dialogue, and some overripe wisecracks. 'What good is a job that may lead to a passport to eternity?' is one example. As the squinty villain sees the heroes riding into town, he tells his henchman: 'See that they don't hang up their hats in this town.' Carol's helpful comment is: 'The Phantom always does what is least expected.' So it should be easy to catch him, then: just figure out what's least expected, and be one jump ahead of him.
SPOILERS COMING: Carol's uncle Rolf is ostensibly blind: he wears dark glasses and uses a stick to feel his way. However, the movie plants several blatantly obvious clues that he isn't really blind. Despite this imposture, Rolf isn't the Phantom. He's just a red herring ... or maybe a smoked herring, because he's wearing smoked glasses.
It's no spoiler to say that the white hats beat the black hats. One of my least favourite clichés is the one about the two buddies and the girl: when one buddy develops an interest in a woman, the other buddy decides he has to 'save' his friend from that hideous fate. We get that ending here, except that it's two against one ... with Crash and Alibi uniting to keep Dusty away from Carol. Still, 'Range Busters' was clearly made for a juvenile audience, so I understand the decision to cut out the 'mushy stuff'.
'Range Busters' is no 'Citizen Kane' or 'Battleship Potemkin', but I strongly feel that all films should be judged by their genre and their intentions. By that standard, 'Range Busters' succeeds in most of what it meant to do, and I'll rate this movie 7 out of 10. Saddle up, pardners!
