O Vale do Sangue

No good deed goes unpunished it would seem in California Firebrand. Paul Hurst finds Monte Hale afoot shorn of horse and six guns and gives him a lift. Later on they find Dan Sheridan shot in the back and needing medical assistance real bad. Hale goes to town to find some.

But as it turns out Sheridan is a notorious gunslinger brought to town by villains Tris Coffin and Douglas Evans to be town marshal and keep the decent citizens cowered. This is so they can take a valuable piece of mining property owned by Sarah Edwards and her clan.

Hale learns that these people murdered his uncle who tried to help Edwards and her people. But he plays along hoping to find out just what the big picture is with the villains and whatever nefarious schemes they're hatching.

California Firebrand has the look and feel of a Roy Rogers film and in this case with good reason as it is a remake of one of Roy's films from the early Forties Sheriff Of Tombstone. Paul Hurst is every bit as cantankerous an old cuss as Gabby Hayes. And Hale is in good voice himself crooning a couple of cowboy ballads.

Enough action for any front row Saturday matinée kid in 1948. Even though soon they would start to lose that audience to the little screen that would soon start showing westerns in every American home that was rapidly acquiring televisions.