A banker named Stone is awaiting his son Clay's return on the stage when a gold shipment arrives in Dallas. But a gang of bandits ride into town at the same time, shooting commences, and banker Stone is shot dead and the gold has been stolen. Naturally, when Clay (Fred Beir) arrives in town, finding those responsible becomes his mission- He suspects the gold robbery might be linked to the bandits who robbed the stage on which he was traveling on; they also kidnapped saloon singer Kati Dior (Diana De Santis).
Clay manages to lock up Fast Draw Krenshaw (Luigi Ciavarra), the gang's leader. He sentenced to hang. Then the gang returns, with fliers that issue a warning. If Fast Draw hangs, Kati will return to Dallas dead.
So Clay frees Fast Draw to rescue Katie, even though that's going to put him in trouble with the law and threaten his budding romance with a former childhood friend named Estelle (Evi Marandi), who's all grown up now.
Damned Pistols of Dallas is an oddball western, it reminds me of the Universal studio westerns of the 1940's and the 1950's. Light and breezy with mainly fistfights - well-choreographed and looking like dancing - but what I liked about this western was its light tone and the characters. The normal townsfolk and their interactions make this interesting and watchable. The bad guys are more in the background. Fred Beir is good as the hero who hardly totes a gun - reminds me of Destry. It has some unusual elements. There's some beautiful ladies. Not a bad western, actually. However, if you like the hard-edged later ravioli westerns then this wouldn't be up your alley.