Mohawk (1956)

This was clearly just intended as a cheap and cheerful afternoon B feature, and it does that job adequately enough. The hunky, if somewhat wooden Scott Brady is "Jonathan" - an artist who finds himself embroiled in a love triangle between "Onida" (Rita Gam) and "Cynthia" (Lori Nelson) whilst dealing with the much less dangerous threat of a war between the local Mohawk and Iroquois who are being armed and supplied by a nasty sutler content to play one against the other. As usual, Rhys Williams steals his few scenes as the only source of charisma in this otherwise entirely procedural western. It doesn't hang about, though - aside from the all too frequent romantic interludes, the story is something from a 1950s comic and moves along quite efficiently. A hero who is guaranteed to save the day and get the gal - regardless of the overwhelming odds stacked against him. The production is very set-bound, which at times is quite noticeable, but I'm sure it had a modest budget and filming timescale and it actually does ok with the mediocre talent at hand to turn out an enjoyable enough, but entirely forgettable, boy's-own style of adventure with a soupçon of moral fortitude thrown in.