Before the Beatles, there were COWBOYS. This cross between Buffalo Bill's Wild West Show, the Prisoner of Zenda (leveraging, I believe, a few raw materials from The Adventures of Robin Hood) and a Jeanette McDonald-Nelson Eddy film is an experience that is hard to explain unless you've seen it. Even in 1939, this would have been what the 60's generation would call Camp. But if you like the 1960's Batman, then you'll probably like this. It has all the moral clarity an 8-year-old could ask for, with the happy ending that only could derive from true Americanism, firewood chats, and the blunt purity of men on horses, unused to reducing their habitual life of songs to the prosaic form of prosaic conversation. "Trouble must have increase when troubles are resolved with a gun." Just put on your chaps, don your wide-brimmed hat, and it's dances and songs for everyone!