Simply Perfect

Am i the only one who thinks........Average?

Absolutely Fantastic

This movie was so-so. It had it's moments, but wasn't the greatest.

The ease of this charming, lively and unpretentious western has something refreshing that leaves cold the audiences jaded, spoiled by the later developments of the genre; but it's a very good movie, one that takes time to show its characters enjoying an evening, and actually showing the glitter of a river, or, earlier than that, a nice panorama (while Tex is first shown the mine and the ore). So there is the movie itself, charming, lively, unpretentious, directed with ease, and the songs, and certainly the cast (Ritter, Iris Meredith, Charles King, Dwire); the leading man's approach matches that of the movie. Tex the character is a decent everyman. His first (and, as a matter of fact, only) fistfight with one of the outlaws, in a saloon, is a very well made scene, with a sense of the choreography, and the director's ease shows also in other quirks or highlights (transitions, etc.); 'The Hooded Horsemen' has been made by a director with an assured sense of the qualities of the genre, resulting in a cheap script shoot with gusto, sense and craft, which won't appeal to the jaded fans. Maybe I was thirsty for such a movie, but I liked it very much.What Tex does for the townspeople and the mine (and the cute heiress) is to assemble, to raise up a force of vigilantes against the masked riders. There is the ease, there are the songs, there is the cast, with one of those endearing actresses of the low budget westerns, who retired early from the biz. It's a movie for those who take an interest in the offer. I like songs, and I like them in movies. Not all of the performers of the old westerns were actors; some of them were showmen. The showmen from these westerns, of the '30s and '40s, were physically of three main types: the handsome (Rogers, Brown, LaRue, Starrett, Crabbe), the cool (Steele, McCoy) : those perhaps less handsome, or not as handsome, but still macho, and the common (Autry, Ritter, Boyd, E. Dean); I don't classify the greats, Mix, Jones, Cooper, Wayne, Scott, or, from later movies, Mitchum, Stewart, etc..(Handsomeness never meant that much for a movie career: e.g., Mature, Harrison, Marchal or other officers or citizens of the '60s Hollywoodian Roman Empire.)

To all you lovers of B-westerns, hold on tight...I am about to say something really, really mean. I've seen at least a hundred or more of these movies in the last six months and of all the cowboy heroes, the lamest I have seen is Tex Ritter. I know he had a lot of fans since he made so many movies, but I just can't see his appeal. Since these are particularly cheaply made films (even for Bs), the acting is among the worst and his singing, generally, is pretty limp. When you see a Ritter film and compare it to a Roy Rogers, Tim McCoy or Three Mesquiteers film, the quality difference is very noticeable--and not for the better.In this installment, Tex investigates a group of hooded killers. They are NOT the KKK neither are they particularly scary. For example, there is one shootout scene where at least 100-200 shots are fired--and at the end, only one guy is hit! These must be the most myopic villains in film history--as the gang of a dozen or more don't manage to have even one of their bullets land!! The only bullet that hits its mark is one of Tex's--and for that, the community wants him to head a vigilante crusade--though they have no idea WHO these men are. All they know is that Tex's gun can apparently hit something...occasionally. But, when Tex dresses up as a hooded rider, d, now things look bad as the community now think HE is one of the dreaded gang (and you know that they are bad due to the skull and crossbones on their silly uniform). Can Tex extricate himself and find the real baddies? And, can he manage to sing a song that doesn't make your ears bleed? Well, as for the latter, no. His song "I'll Ride, Ride, Ride" is particularly painful--with all of its 'woo-woo-woos'! Of all the Ritter movies I've seen so far, this is probably the worst due to dopey villains and really, really bad acting. Only for die-hard fans who can look past all this. Limp and silly.

This one gives us little more than the standard formula for B movie quickie westerns.The bad guy Norton (played by the classic villain Forrest Taylor) steals the deed to the mine; the good guy, Tex Martin (the easy going but tough fighting Tex Ritter) immediately rides into the thick of the trouble, and is quickly involved in a barroom fight with Blackie (Charles King); then Tex and his partner Stubby (Horace Murphy) try to unravel the suspicious goings-on regarding the mine, and the evil gang of black caped and hooded horsemen (wearing a skull and cross bones logo) known as "The Masked Riders." Tex infiltrates the gang, gets discovered, is falsely put in jail and then rescued by Stubby, and off they go with the vigilantes to pursue and capture the Masked Riders in a final mass horseback open prairie chase sequence, that by 1937 had been done many times: the Masked Riders finally being encircled by the vast group of vigilante horsemen. The 'mystery' of the title lay in discovering who the real boss of the Masked Riders would turn out to be. Although this is a spoiler, I won't tell you, but it's not the bartender! Although too short and too routine to be of more than passing interest, the highlights are: 1) the direction of Ray Taylor, here giving Horace Murphy (described by Blackie as "short, fat, and wall-eyed") his biggest and best played role so far; 2) the fight between Tex and Blackie in the bar (one of their best-- too bad there weren't more); 3) the slight presence of the Priscilla Presley look alike, Iris Meredith as Nancy, who herself was in almost 50 films as the "Prairie Flower," mostly in the Charles Starret (who?) westerns, but also in those of Bill Elliot, Johnny Mack Brown, and Buster Crabbe's 'Billy the Kid.' She also played the helpless heroine in 'The Green Archer' (1940) serial.The real high points, of course, in the Tex Ritter westerns are the musical numbers and his singing. We get a nice little yodelin' country and western swing banjo number from Ray Whitley and his band, and Tex singing "Ride Around Little Dogies," and "Ride, Ride, Ride," which is introduced by Blackie as Tex enters the bar: Norton says, "What's he doing here?" and Blackie answers, "I don't know, but it's a cinch he's up to no good." Does he mean his singing? Other than the above, it's too routine to be of much interest, and too short, with not enough music numbers or enough fights of various types with Charles King.

This is a mediocre western programmer, utterly unremarkable and not worth your time, except for Ritter's singing of traditional songs, particularly his rendition of "Ride Around Ye Little Dogies." The acting is more concerned with making sure that people speak clearly, and the gunfire sounds like cap pistols.