I'm fairly certain this is the dullest movie ever made about the origins of the Lone Star State. In the stolid, low budget hands of Byron Haskin the Texas Revolution holds less excitement than the Black Hawk War. In the first half hour (all I could take), aside from a rather desultory cantina fight, the viewer is treated to a boring trial scene, an even more enervating romance involving Joel McRae and Felicia Farr and lots of talk about hot headed Jim Bowie versus reasonable but cautious Steve Austin with Sam, of course, stuck in the middle, ready for war but hoping for peace. Are you still awake? Yeah, me too, which is why I pulled the plug right around the time Andy Jackson puts his arm on Sam's shoulder and speaks of destiny,(the manifest kind, of course). Give it a C minus.