Don Smith’s review published on Letterboxd:
A ridiculous morality play, dressed up in Western clothes, where men "gun each other down in the street to find who's right and who's wrong" (apologies to Elton John and Bernie Taupin). Randolph Scott is supposedly the hero, but acts the asshole throughout, getting his BFF (and others) killed through his mindless defense of his slut wife (everybody knew except him). Karen Steele's breasts must jut out 12", but I suppose that's just costuming.
Great cameo role: Richard Deacon (aka Mel Cooley, from Dick van Dyke) looking much younger, thinner, and with hair.
Great line: "If you'd been tending bar as long as I have, you wouldn't expect as much of the human race."
A bit of a surprise ending. This was NOT a good movie.